Dream Of Eternity By SlaneeshSaysHi

by lucifuge 101

This story is a copy pasted fanfic By SlaaneshSaysHi on Questionable Questing . com with there generous allowance. For the Link to this specific story go to forum. questionable questing .com /threads /dream- of- eternity- bloodborne- start- gamer- jumpchain- currently- resident- evil .13184/ remove spaces it is now caught up to the authors work.

30. Incoming Storm Part 2

My great thanks to HighFlyingWings, who kindly chose to use some of his free time to be my beta reader!

Rebecca stared at the meal before her, her mouth watering at the delicious scent coming from the freshly prepared Steak au Poivre, medium-rare steak covered in a luscious, peppery butter and cream sauce, with honey-glazed vegetables at the side.

"You know, when you mentioned that you would serve us dinner as congratulations for passing our first month of training as Huntresses and going through the simulation of the mission in the Arklay Mountains successfully, I didn't think you would be the one cooking it."

Rebecca looked at Jill, who was also staring at her meal with eagerness.

Aeon had apparently cooked it himself, and it was a French dish that he was apparently fond of.

"Well, I did think about buying you dinner at a fancy restaurant, but after thinking about it I decided to take care of things myself. After all, I'm a better cook than anyone else on Earth." replied Aeon, sitting at the other side of the table in a dining room at the Hunter's Dream, Lucy and Oedon by his sides.

Jill raised an eyebrow at him, but Lucy nodded happily at his bold claim.

"He really is. Why don't you dig in and see for yourself?"

Rebecca looked at her, then at Oedon, then back at Jill, who shrugged and began cutting a piece of the meat.

Rebecca did the same, quickly putting the piece covered with sauce into her mouth-

She froze, Jill doing the same, and two loud, bliss-filled moans rang out simultaneously through the room.

Rebecca froze again, a bright blush on her face only matched by the one on Jill, the two women and one man who were no doubt looking forward to their reaction to Aeon's cooking were grinning widely (and smugly in Aeon's case) at the sound of their moans.

Rebecca swallowed, before looking down at her meal with awe.

"That is, without a doubt, the best bite of food I've ever had in my life so far." she declared numbly, Jill nodding at her side.

Aeon snickered a little, but smiled at them.

"Well, I am a god, and I don't spend all of my time fighting or training for the next battle. I do have a few hobbies too… that includes cooking."

"And how much of that decision was motivated by wanting to win women over through their stomachs?" questioned Lucy with a smirk, through she noticeably was eating just as eagerly as Rebecca and Jill were.

"Oh, quite a bit. Are you complaining? I can stop cooking for you if you want?" replied Aeon with a smirk of his own.

Lucy threw him a horrified look.

"Hell no! Do I look insane to you? I won't give up your chocolate mousse for anything else! You can bribe me with all the food you can make, I have no shame in taking it all!"

Aeon snickered, and Rebecca stopped, trying to imagine what chocolate mousse made by Aeon would taste like.

Her green eyes promptly lost focus.

"Well, it's a good thing I made some for dessert, right?"

Rebecca's eyes snapped back into focus, an incredibly hopeful look on her face, but Jill beat her on asking about it.

"You did?" she asked, leaning forward, her metallic blue eyes shining with desire.

"I did indeed!" Aeon replied brightly.

Jill's eyes shone even brighter, a smile on her lips.

"Damn, Aeon. Lucy's right, this is the kind of bribe or reward you can make for me anytime!" she exclaimed, before happily putting another piece of food into her mouth, a small sound of appreciation escaping her as she did so.

Rebecca nodded passionately, very much in agreement.

He smiled. "Well, you did work hard in the last month, so I felt it was deserving of a reward. You've still got a lot to learn, but that will come in time. And besides, considering just how thorough I've kept pushing both of you for the last month, I felt I owed you for that."

Rebecca shuddered at the memories his words brought, and Jill was no better.

That was something of an understatement. The only reason neither of them had scars all over their bodies was because of their newfound healing factor.

Which was a double-edged blade, since it allowed Aeon to wound them pretty badly without having to worry about pushing them too far. Most wounds, even ones that Rebecca knew could be fatal, could be recovered from within seconds thanks to the eldritch blood in their veins.

Rebecca had spent many hours talking about the biology of it all with Lucy, Oedon, and Aeon, and many of the concepts they had talked about flew over her head entirely.

She had decided to go back to university in order to study virology, become a doctor, and help protect the world by creating vaccines to eliminate various viruses like the t-Virus, but even so, she could tell that she would spend a lot of time even beyond classes being taught about biology from those three.

She had actually looked up many of the terms used by her divine friends when they talked about the Old Blood, and it had swiftly become clear that many of the concepts they casually talked about were either cutting-edge science or outright unknown by modern medicine altogether.

And she wasn't even talking about anything to do with their knowledge of the cosmos as a whole.

She had come across a few papers written by Aeon in the field of astrophysics, and even she, who was far from an idiot, had difficulty following the series of theorems used for his research.

She saw it as a challenge, honestly. She was always told she was a pretty smart woman, one capable of great things.

Well, here were literal gods, who had wells of knowledge that were now available to her if she only asked them to share it.

And she hadn't hesitated in asking. Sure, they all used their "teaching sessions" as opportunities to flirt with her, and Rebecca blushed slightly at the memories of all the euphemisms and suggestions she had heard in the last month, but the three were also excellent teachers who were always happy to help teach her about how the world she lived in actually worked.

That, and it wasn't like Rebecca minded the interest she got. Hell, she had flirted back a couple of times herself, even if her inexperience had made those attempts rather lackluster compared to Jill's more straightforward way of showing her own interest in their hosts, such as that one time where she had gone out of the shower room in nothing but lingerie, a wet towel around her neck, and a smirk on her face, when she knew that Aeon, Oedon, Lucy, and Rebecca herself had been talking nearby. She had replied to the looks sent her way by simply turning around, sashaying her barely covered ass as she was walking away, before sending a mischievous wink over her shoulder at them. If that single act didn't signal the three gods about her... interest in them, she would eat her boot… and Rebecca hadn't failed to notice that the wink had been fully intended for her, too.

Having three beautiful women and one equally attractive man flirt with Rebecca at the same time was certainly new, but she certainly wasn't going to complain about it.

Especially when it was obvious they weren't only interested in her physically. Her intelligence had put off a few people in the past, not all men enjoyed having a girl obviously far smarter than them around, but that was hardly a problem with Aeon, who honestly looked delighted by her intelligence instead.

She remembered what happened in the past month, when the two just… stayed up all night, passionately debating one subject or another for hours on end-

She froze, before holding back a groan.

Great, now she was the one thinking up innuendos…

Taking another bite of her meal, she tried not to think of what else she had done several nights during the past month, though only at times she was alone in her home.

In the privacy of her bedroom.

With the content of the box that was safely hidden in a corner of the room-

She ducked her head, trying to hide the bright blush on her face.

Stupid, sexy gods… she mentally grumbled, though it lacked any heat.

It was all their fault! First Aeon mentioning bondage sex that day, then his lovers flirting with her too, and then the research she had done after the meeting where Aeon and the others revealed their true nature, on Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos, had led to her becoming a… a deviant.

She couldn't even think of tentacles anymore without blushing!

To say nothing of those fantasies she had during those nights-

Nope!

Not thinking about it!

Rebecca took her next bite of food with frustration, eyes narrowed slightly.

Stupid, sexy eldritch gods… she mentally grumbled to herself.

She wasn't the only one who grew closer to Aeon. Jill had spent a lot of time with each of the gods as well, and Rebecca had become very good friends with her within the last month, something made easier to them both because of their naturally empathic personalities and their strong sense of justice (and shared suffering at Aeon's hands from his idea of 'training').

True, Jill didn't have the "book smarts" of Rebecca, but she was far from an idiot, and she had been very interested in learning more about their new divine bosses.

She was almost certain the rather thorough investigation into each of their pasts could only be called that, an investigation.

Rebecca wondered if part of it had been a consequence of Wesker's betrayal, something that Jill hadn't seen coming, and which had left its mark on the woman's ability to trust others.

Either way, she had passed as much time as she could to know each of the three gods better, seeking to learn more of who they were and what motivated them.

Learning that Lucy had met Aeon when he had saved her from becoming a drug mule of a criminal cartel had been shocking, but it certainly explained much of Lucy's hatred of Umbrella's own inhuman experiments.

They already knew well what motivated Aeon, though they learnt further of his personal quirks, not all of them good, though understandable considering his past.

There was a... rage inside him, a cold hatred for people like Umbrella that went far beyond what any of them possessed.

True, Jill and Rebecca hated Umbrella for what they did to them and to others, but they did not… hate like Aeon did.

It wasn't something that appeared often, but when he talked about the ones who caused the plague of beasts in Yharnam, or worse the beasts themselves, there was sometimes a cold look in his eyes so utterly lacking in humanity that it brought shivers down Rebecca's back just thinking about it.

And a measure of that cold inhumanity was sometimes present whenever Umbrella was mentioned, and Rebecca knew that if he could, he most likely would enjoy nothing more than to go into each and every single one of their facilities and butcher everyone inside.

He didn't for several reasons, but both Jill and Rebecca were privately worried over that part of Aeon which was filled with righteous rage and brutal desire for justice.

The fact that Oedon didn't seem all that concerned about it didn't help. It was obvious to both of them that Aeon loved Oedon utterly and that she fully returned his love, and while Oedon was perhaps the kindest person Rebecca had ever met, there were moments where her lack of humanity shone through.

Oedon completely believed that Aeon would always be "good," that no matter what he does, he would always remain "The Good Hunter."

The sheer faith that she had towards him was impressive to behold, but the problems rose when it became clear that Oedon had a looser idea of what is considered "good" than most people did.

Possibly because of her nature as an Eldritch goddess, possibly because of her time in Yharnam, the fact remained that she was actually a lot more ruthless than one might think at first glance.

She didn't hate like Aeon did, and that was perhaps even more terrifying.

Oedon was the kind of person that would just as easily help people, as she would approve a brutal slaughter happening before her eyes, as long as she considered those killed as "acceptable casualties."

And she had complete faith that anyone Aeon killed would be in the second category.

And while Rebecca and Jill trusted Aeon, respected him greatly even, they weren't blind to that inner rage of his, and the potential consequences if he lost control of it.

As for Lucy, they suspected that she would potentially most likely side with Aeon in most cases where morality was concerned. She, too, had a certain inhuman view on death and killing, and while it was more subtle than Oedon, it was there nonetheless.

As such, both Jill and Rebecca had privately agreed to try and be there for them, try and bring a greater amount of humanity to any decision based on morality that may arise in the future.

All three gods were good people, there was no doubt about that, but even good people had their moments of weakness… and when those people were gods who held the fate of the world in the palms of their hands, even a single wrong choice could bring suffering to countless people.

And neither Jill nor Rebecca wanted that to happen. Not only for the sake of the world, but also for that of the three people both of them were rapidly coming to think of as very good friends… if not more.

Then Oedon asked her a question, and Rebecca blinked, before focusing back on the present.

Soon enough, the table was filled with jokes and laughter, the excellent meal finished up to the last morsel, and then Aeon brought the desserts.

If the moans Rebecca and Jill released before were loud, then the ones which followed after eating their first mouthful of dessert were much louder.

And lewder.

They blushed brightly, but then Jill looked Aeon in the eyes and made sure he saw her slowly savor her dessert while making sure to not hold back her moans anymore. She was rather loudly sucking on the spoon with half-lidded eyes. She also used her other hand to unfasten the top-most button of her shirt, but she "accidentally" popped off the button, exposing her cleavage, promptly skyrocketing the already-high sexual tension in the room.

Rebecca, who had stared at Jill with a mix of betrayal, dread and eager anticipation if the situation escalated further, turned to look at Oedon, Aeon, and Lucy, desperately trying to hold the room back from descending into chaos.

Because the look on the three gods' faces could only be called predatory, and Jill replying with a lidded, almost challenging stare only foreshadowed that an altogether different kind of dessert was about to be eaten.

And Rebecca had a feeling the new menu would include her name on it.

"So, any new preparations about the upcoming Raccoon City Outbreak?" she blurted out, before gulping nervously when all eyes turned to her.

After a moment, Lucy smiled, and Rebecca sighed quietly in relief when she answered, the tension in the room now gone.

She honestly wouldn't mind if Aeon finally made his move to have Rebecca "learn under him." She's honestly somewhat surprised that he had yet to do so, but she suspected there had been a combination of factors holding him back.

A desire to get to know her more and her wanting to know him before acting upon it, which she could appreciate and respect, alongside a desire to let her focus on her training.

Probably also a desire to let her know about Oedon and Lucy more first, alongside letting Rebecca time to think about whether or not she really wanted to start something romantic with him, considering the fact that he already had two lovers.

She had to admit, Rebecca hadn't been sure what to think about that, but that was something she had ended up talking with Oedon about, considering she was the one who outright pushed Aeon to have several lovers.

Learning it was partially done at the time out of a desire to hopefully have children to dote on in case her old body couldn't give Aeon any had certainly explained her reasoning for it pretty well… though after that, Oedon made it clear that she was just as interested in women as she was with men, especially when her old self had considered itself male, and while Oedon had no intentions of getting romantically involved with any other men than Aeon, she certainly wouldn't mind having female lovers herself.

There were also some implied suggestions that Oedon might still be able to impregnate other women and being hopeful some of Aeon's future lovers would be willing to go for it, which was…

Well, considering what Rebecca had learned from the Cthulhu Mythos, and most of the pantheon lore in general, she wouldn't be all that surprised if she could, in fact, do exactly that.

A little fact that had not helped in reducing Rebecca's night-time fantasies in any way, shape or form…

"We've been working harder on preparing ourselves. The vaccine is already being produced as fast as we can make it, and we're almost ready to go contact several groups who will help us protect Raccoon City. We are manufacturing more weapons every day, I.S.I.S. is going to be training even harder, and as Aeon let you know before, you'll be joining them for the last month before the outbreak in order to let the troops get used to your presence."

Lucy hummed in thought. "Beyond that, there are a few things you want to look into, right Aeon?"

"Indeed. Jill, do the names Alyssa Ashcroft and Ben Bertolucci mean anything to you?"

Jill frowned, before blinking.

"I think that they are journalists in Raccoon City? I think so, at least."

Aeon nodded. "They are. I'm planning on contacting them soon to help work against Umbrella. Both are ambitious people, but they have the morals and the strength of will to uphold them against adversity. They'll be good to have on our side."

Jill smiled. "Do you mind if I come with you? I'd like to help, and I can give a first-hand account of the mission in the Arklay Mountains."

"Gladly."

Oedon then explained the progress made on several of their projects, such as the medi-gel project that Rebecca was greatly looking forward to seeing in the world market, considering how many lives it could save.

Eventually, the desserts ran out, much to the disappointment of Jill and Rebecca, both of whom, to the visible amusement of Aeon and his lovers, made very sure to clean their chocolate mousse thoroughly.

Then Aeon calmly stood up, and smiled at Rebecca and Jill.

"There's one last thing to take care of tonight. If you two would follow us?"

Curious, they got up, following Aeon and the others as they took them through the mansion of the Hunter's Dream, across long corridors and countless rooms, until they arrived before a room that neither Jill nor Rebecca had visited yet.

"Here we go. Enter, everyone."

Oedon and Lucy entered, followed by Jill and Rebecca.

The latter of which had only a moment to be confused by the fact that they were in a bedroom with a humongous bed-

And then Lucy took hold of Rebecca and kissed her deeply, while at the corner of her eye, she caught Aeon kissing Jill passionately, his hands on her ass, and him lifting the woman up to his level. Oedon herself was behind Jill, kissing and biting at her neck, her hands groping the woman's breasts while Jill had thrown her arms around Aeon's neck, kissing him back in between moans whenever Oedon hit a particularly sensitive spot, while Jill's legs went around Aeon's back where she crossed her ankles.

The next thing she knew, Rebecca was completely naked, and so was everyone else in the room, and she was sitting on Lucy's thighs, her back pressing against the woman's large breasts, Lucy's right hand groping Rebecca's right breast, and the CEO's other hand vigorously playing with the folds of Rebecca's pussy.

And Rebecca was left staring at Aeon fucking Jill from behind with his massive penis that made Rebecca weak in the knees just looking at it, while Jill was on all fours, eating out Oedon's pussy. Oedon's legs had gone around the woman's head and she was laying back on the bed, biting her lips with a clear look of lust and desire on her face.

"Like what you see?" whispered Lucy hotly in her right ear, and Rebecca shuddered at the sound, and outright moaned a moment later when Lucy's right hand twisted one of her nipples.

"Come now, look at them." she whispered, rather pointlessly considering Rebecca couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene in front of her anyway.

The sounds of flesh meeting flesh, the hungry looks in Aeon's and Oedon's eyes, the sight of the three naked people fucking in front of her, the moans of approval released by Oedon, the muffled sound of ecstasy from Jill, the thought of being so thoroughly fucked herself…

No, Rebecca could not look away even if she wanted to.

"Doesn't it turn you on, Rebecca? Doesn't it make you want to join in as well, to be fucked like that, to be completely dominated until your mind can only feel pleasure, and no other thought exists than to crave for more?"

A loud but muffled cry came from Jill, as Aeon obviously began hitting in all the right spots in her vagina, and he bent forward, laying his chest on top of Jill's back and grabbing her breasts with both hands, his fingers finding her nipples and soon rolling and pinching them, much to the woman's loud approval.

Rebecca swallowed, panting slightly, a fact not helped by Lucy's whispered words mixed in with the occasional kiss and gentle love bite on her neck, nor the woman's fingers playing with her body.

"Tell me, Rebecca… don't you want Aeon's big fat cock fucking you silly too? What about the feeling of Oedon's soft thighs around your head? Her fingers digging in your scalp as you eat her pussy?"

Rebecca whimpered, thighs rubbing together as her juices flowed freely from her dripping wet sex.

Lucy bit her ear, and Rebecca's hands clenched, her whole body trembling with desire.

"Tell me now." Lucy ordered, no commanded, and Rebecca instantly obeyed.

"Yes." she whispered. "Gods yes, I want it. Take me. I beg you, take me."

Lucy chuckled throatily, the sound sending pleasurable shivers down Rebecca's spine.

"So be it then."

And then she turned Rebecca around, one hand taking a firm hold of the back of her head as she began hungrily kissing her while the other buried itself into Rebecca's drenched vagina, and Lucy began working on drawing orgasm after orgasm out of her.

And Rebecca's world swiftly dissolved into pleasure, and nothing but pleasure.

===

"Damn Jill! I didn't think an upstanding cop like you could suck cock so well!"

Jill, who was inwardly getting more turned on by his praise, looked up at Aeon, one of her hands gently holding his balls and the other on one of his ass cheeks for stability as he fucked her mouth over and over, while Jill's thighs were closed around Oedon's head, the white-haired vixen with twinkling green eyes sucking her pussy with a mastery that made it clear that, compared to Jill's earlier inexperienced attempts on the woman, the head researcher was far more experienced.

That was the only way to explain the fact that with a full body shudder, she came yet again tonight, though Aeon didn't even slow down even as she let out yet another muffled squeal of pleasure.

Nor did Oedon who, after eagerly drinking her juices, went back to trying to blow Jill's mind with her incredibly talented tongue, and to Jill's own humble opinion, she was doing a fantastic job of it so far.

Jill had never had sex with a woman before, but gods damn, she obviously missed out a great thing out of ignorance.

Well, no matter, she was going through one hell of an introduction of it right now, and no doubt she was going to get all the lesbian sex she could desire after tonight.

"I'm cumming!" Aeon warned, interrupting her train of thought.

Finally, Aeon came, and Jill eagerly swallowed his cum, which she had noticed actually tasted like his incredible chocolate mousse.

Sex magic, he had whispered to her when he had noticed her surprise when Oedon's juices had tasted like vanilla several minutes ago when Jill made the woman cum.

Needless to say, sex with gods was now firmly at the top of her list of greatest life experiences so far.

A fact further proven when Oedon's tongue suddenly went much deeper, hitting her G-spot, making Jill's eyes go wide.

Seconds later, she came yet again, Aeon pulling back and letting her loud moan of pleasure fill the room, joined soon after by another.

"Fuck! Fuck! Right there! Fuck yeees! Don't stop, oh gods don't stop it feels so gooood…" she heard a loud squeal slowly trail off into faint moans of ecstasy.

Jill tiredly looked over Oedon's head, noticing for the first time that Rebecca was currently jumping up and down a blue strap-on in between Lucy's thighs, the younger woman's head tilted backwards in bliss while Lucy's mouth was sucking her right nipple, Lucy's left hand playing with Rebecca's left nipple and her right hand firmly gripping her fellow Huntress's right butt cheek… and if the red handprint there was anything to go by, more likely than not slapping that ass from time to time.

And then Oedon summoned a sex toy much like the one Lucy had, and Jill knew she was in for the greatest fucking of her life.

===

"Yes! Yes! Fuuuck yes!"

Rebecca tiredly looked at the screaming Jill, who was currently being fucked both in the ass by Oedon from above and in her pussy by Aeon from below, her hands resting on top of Aeon's muscular chest, jumping up and down on both their cocks.

The woman's head was thrown back, mouth open and blue eyes wild as she moaned and screamed her approval, while Aeon's hand gripped her ass and Oedon's went for her breasts.

Then Aeon slapped Jill's ass again, making the woman hiss softly.

"Fuck! Harder you bastards! You want more of me?! Then show me everything you've got!" Jill shouted to challenge them, her eyes manic from being lost in the haze of lust.

Aeon laughed. "Oh, so you want to see 'stars' then, Jill? We'll give you stars!" Oedon laughed at the horrible pun, before smirking lustfully, a glint in her eyes showing that she knew and fully approved of what her husband was planning.

Aeon and Oedon obviously took her words seriously, because they began fucking the bouncing woman at inhuman speeds, both of their cocks going at an alternating rhythm between Jill's two holes. Jill's blue eyes went wide before crossing and glazing over.

"Fuuuuck…" Jill moaned out, feeling so full from the two dicks inside her. Rebecca couldn't help but feel a bit of envy after seeing just how content Jill was as the meat of the god sandwich. Right now, she can't help but daydream if she were in Jill's place...

"Eyes on me, little medic!" a displeased voice stopped her train of thought, getting a hard slap on her ass, making her mewl in pleasure from how much it stung. She then felt two hands firmly holding her cheeks, putting her face-to-face with a sexually frustrated Lucy Miller.

"You'll get your fair share of dicking from them later! Right now, focus on the horny CEO fucking you!" The scolding Lucy gave her brought back Rebecca to what she should be currently doing, satisfying the other, turned on goddess in the room.

Rebecca felt her hair being pulled back, and she gasped a second before Lucy's mouth claimed hers, while the sex toy in her vagina began ramming her at even greater speeds than before, even matching Aeon and Oedon's current pace.

Her green eyes crossed, and she lost herself in pleasure again.

===

Jill moaned in between lapping at the pussy she was eating and feeling the inhumanly long tongue of Lucy going deep inside her own cunt.

The two women were in a 69 position, Lucy transforming the seat she had been lounging on into a sofa to allow the new position she had decided to use to begin her own time in fucking Jill.

Jill herself was panting heavily, her whole body drenched in sweat, though her improved stamina was allowing her to keep going even after the several rounds she went with Aeon and Oedon, both of whom were currently fucking Rebecca, who was on her back on the bed, Oedon sitting on her face to allow her easy access to her pussy, while Aeon had taken Rebecca's legs, holding them upwards over his chest with her feet on his shoulders while he fucked her pussy.

Oedon's hands were on the young woman's chest, playing with her C-cup breasts which by now had quite the number of red marks from love bites and sharp nails digging into her flesh.

Not that Jill was any different. Her own D-cup breasts had received some rough loving of their own, though Jill was far from unhappy about that. She was rather proud of her bust after all… and it isn't like she hadn't done the same back to Oedon in revenge.

When Lucy's tongue hit a good spot in her pussy, Jill tensed, before groaning out her next orgasm.

She had long since lost count of just how many orgasms they had given her by now…

===

Rebecca latched on to Oedon's ass, her tongue tiredly licking the woman's folds while Aeon fucked her pussy from behind.

Her green eyes met Oedon's, seeing none of the tiredness within them that she herself felt, only pure lust and anticipation.

"Come now, dear Rebecca! Surely you have much more energy with that new Huntress stamina of yours that you could put to good use..." Oedon challenged with that titillating, melodic, Russian accent of hers, giving Rebecca just a bit more motivation into proving the white-haired researcher wrong.

Rebecca had known that Aeon had a lot more stamina than she did… but seeing the difference between herself and the three gods was something else.

A harsh slap fell on her already red ass, and she moaned in pained pleasure. She still rocked her hips back despite the pain, eager for the next one, due to the sensations of pain and pleasure mingling nicely with the heat from her well-fucked pussy.

Aeon then went to bite her left ear before whispering something that her breath hitch.

"Didn't you want this, Rebecca?" Aeon throatily murmured to her. "You didn't think we'd miss how you looked at Jill when me and my wife were double penetrating her to oblivion, didn't you?"

Rebecca was almost ashamed when her pussy clenched tighter around his cock, though she could tell that Aeon and his wife were smug at making her hornier than ever, if the look on their faces were anything to go by.

Aeon then took hold of her breasts, squeezing the firm flesh hard, making Rebecca moan into Oedon's pussy.

Oedon moaned herself and then came, Rebecca lapping away at the juices tasting like vanilla into her mouth and down her throat, a groan escaping her alongside a shudder of bliss when Aeon came with a loud groan, filling her up even more with his warm cum.

Rebecca fell back on the bed, tiredly turning on her back and looking blankly at the ceiling, her right hand resting on her belly, feeling the warmth of all the cum inside, bringing a small, satisfied smile to her face.

A moment later she felt another weight added to the bed, turning her head a little, she saw Jill looking just as exhausted and satisfied as she was.

Jill's tired blue eyes met her green ones, and Rebecca felt the impulse of kissing the soft, tender lips of the woman in front of her, so she did. Jill's eyes widened, but she soon kissed back, the kiss softer and gentler than the roughier, needier ones they exchanged when they had started this night of passion.

When they broke for air a minute later, a long, messy trail of saliva was all that remained, dripping down to both their incredibly sweaty chests.

Rebecca then chuckled.

"Best night ever..." she muttered.

Jill huffed a laugh, but nodded.

"Yeah."

"And what makes you think we're done here?"

The two women froze, before looking with wide eyes at Aeon, with Oedon and Lucy standing at his sides.

All three of them had satisfied looks on their faces… but also clear looks of anticipation.

Rebecca opened her mouth, but froze when tentacles suddenly appeared behind all three of them.

A lot of tentacles.

Jill and Rebecca stared with both dread and anticipation, knowing the night was far, far from over.

"Oh." Rebecca said quietly, "We're screwed."

Aeon smirked. "You might even say, you're completely fucked."

And then the tentacles struck.

Both women swiftly learnt that all that had happened so far was only the warm up.

Now, the real fun began.

And to further their doom, Aeon shared with them just enough energy to keep them conscious and ready for more.

Thus, the two of them were fucked repeatedly, in every position known to humanity and then some...

Until eventually, finally, the gods were satisfied.

And both women passed out promptly, their only thought being,

Worth it.

===

Jill Valentine slowly woke up, her entire body incredibly sore… which was saying something, considering the eldritch blood in her veins.

Slowly raising her head up, she blinked, looking at the peaceful, sleeping face of Rebecca Chambers, who she had most thoroughly gotten acquainted with last night, considering the number of times she had hungrily kissed the woman on the lips.

Both pairs of lips.

Looking up, she noticed that both her and Rebecca had actually slept on Aeon's chest, one of his arms thrown around both of their naked backs, before she saw two dark eyes, looking gently with a soft smile underneath them towards her.

"Hello there, supercop. Slept well?"

Jill stared at him for a moment, before letting her head tiredly fall on his chest again with a small groan.

"Fuck, Aeon… That was… Congratulations, I'm pretty sure I'm going to walk out of this bed with at least half a dozen new kinks after last night."

He snorted. "Only half a dozen?" he snarked.

She grunted. "I'd hit you for your sass, but I'm too sore and you're too good as a pillow."

She closed her eyes, silently enjoying the warmth of his body against hers.

She didn't have to worry about the time, this being the Hunter's Dream, so she was going to relax and enjoy the moment.

She had been looking forward to this for some time, and by all that was good and holy did Aeon and his lovers deliver, and then some.

She wasn't exactly inexperienced, but she certainly had never been in an orgy like last night.

And don't get her talking about the tentacles. Fuck, those things were just unfair…

She grunted.

"You know, I'll never be able to look at tentacles the same way after this, right? Do you have any idea of how awkward it's going to be for me if any of Umbrella's monsters have any?"

"Well, you'll just have to show them that only the fun kind of tentacles are allowed anywhere near you!" he joked.

She snorted. "I can use swords now, so I suppose that I can literally cut off any unwelcome appendages coming my way..."

"Atta girl." he replied cheerfully.

They fell silent, both of them just enjoying the moment, before Jill sighed and rose, the blanket falling behind her as she stretched with a yawn, Aeon obviously enjoying the sight of her bouncing breasts as she did.

Once she was done stretching, she smirked at him, putting her hands underneath her breasts, emphasizing them to give him a show.

"See something you like, lover boy?" she said sarcastically.

Aeon grinned widely.

"Absolutely."

Jill grinned at him. "Well sorry, but I really need a shower right now after how much you've enjoyed me last night, and you wouldn't want to wake Rebecca up by moving, now do you?"

Aeon raised an eyebrow at her.

"And where is the bathroom, exactly?"

Jill opened her mouth… and then closed it.

This was a part of the house she had never gone to, and she wasn't sure she could find her way back to known territory- this place was huge.

"Fuck."

Aeon snickered, before waving his right hand, a clone of him appearing by the side of the bed.

That clone promptly carried Jill bridal-style, and while she first thought of complaining about it… well, she was still pretty sore.

"There. Now go have fun!"

Jill frowned. She was going to the shower…

Oh.

She looked at the mischievous twinkle in the clone's eyes.

Oh, shit.

He was totally going to fuck her in the shower, wasn't he?

She groaned, her head falling on the clone's right shoulder.

Rebecca had been right. They were so screwed…

===

Rebecca Chambers moaned softly, hugging the warm pillow closer to her.

"Five more minutes…" she grumbled to herself, her whole body feeling sore in a way even the mission in the Arklay Mountains hadn't managed to do.

Her pillow trembled as a deep, warm chuckled echoed above her head, and she frowned.

Pillows didn't tremble, nor did they chuckle…

She froze, the memories of the last night finally returning to the forefront of her mind.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up…

Meeting two dark, amused black eyes.

"Hello there, sleepy head. How are you doing?"

Rebecca stared, before burying her head into his chest with a bright blush.

Gods, the things they did… the things she did!

And she loved every second of it!

She groaned loudly, even as Aeon began snickering hard.

This was it. Rebecca Chambers had lost all innocence when it comes to sex, having explored depths the likes of which she never thought she'd fall into!

And worse, she wanted more!

"You've corrupted me." she certainly did not whine. "I was a model, law-abiding citizen until you came along! A member of S.T.A.R.S. at only 18! I had a bright future and everything! And then you showed up, and now I'm… I'm…"

She paused.

"I'm into tentacle sex!" she cried out.

Aeon began laughing, the smug bastard!

"I was a nice, vanilla type of girl who barely got any in her whole life, too focused on her studies for those kind of things… and now all I can think about is sex! Group sex! Lesbian sex! Hell, even tentacle sex! And don't even get me started on the impregnation fantasies-"

"What was that last one?" Aeon 'innocently' asked, and she froze, holding back an embarrassed squeal through sheer force of will.

"Nothing." she growled, daring him to contradict her.

"Uh-huh..." he replied, smirking widely.

She huffed, holding him tightly, before letting her head lay on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart and running her fingers over his abs.

The sound of his heartbeat was surprisingly soothing.

She could see a mass of silver hair by Aeon's other side, probably Oedon, and a weight on her part of the bed, the blonde hair indicating it was probably Lucy.

She frowned. "Where's Jill?"

"She woke up first and went to take a shower." Aeon replied, though there was a certain amount of amusement in his voice that implied a story of some kind.

Rebecca merely hummed in understanding, before sighing.

"So, congratulations are in order. You got me and Jill into your bed… at the same time. And after last night, I doubt that we're going anywhere else. I hope you're proud of yourself, corrupting two former officers of the law into becoming part of your harem."

Aeon chuckled. "Why yes, yes I am!"

She scoffed, grinning slightly.

"The accused pleads guilty, huh? Not even going to try to defend yourself?"

"Well you're naked in my arms and covered, to say nothing of being filled, with evidence of what happened last night, so I don't think I can get out of this one. But then again, I don't really want to. What about you, Officer Chambers?"

She blushed at the first sentence he said, but smiled nonetheless.

"Well, neither do I. So sorry, but you're stuck with me from now on."

He smiled back. "Wouldn't want anything else, Rebecca."

"Good." she replied firmly. "Now be a good boyfriend, take responsibility, and take your sore girlfriend to the nearest shower in your arms, because I'm not walking there in this state."

"Alright. Here we go!"

And then he took her bridal-style and left the bed with her in his arms.

She let her head fall on his broad shoulder, basking in the heat of his body… before her green eyes narrowed.

"Why are you grinning so widely?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." he replied cheerfully.

There was a moment of silence.

"Aeon?"

"Yes Rebecca?"

"I swear, if you fuck me in the shower, I will make you regret it somehow."

"What if I healed you first?"

"..."

"..."

"... Fuck it. Deal."

"Yay!"

===

September 1st, 1998.

Jill looked at the two journalists before her, who had agreed to meet with them in a private area at a lesser-known bar in Raccoon City.

She had looked up their names after that night when Aeon had mentioned they could be helpful against Umbrella, and she had to admit that they sounded like good people to have on their side.

They were not without flaws. Both of them were ambitious, with Alyssa Ashcroft having a reputation for being quite a vain woman, and Ben Bertolucci being rather hungry for money, but they also had principles, and a tight rein over their flaws that most couldn't claim to have.

They were fully self-aware, and used their reputations against those who foolishly underestimated them for it.

And they both already heavily suspected Umbrella of doing crimes, Alyssa especially.

Jill glanced at Aeon, who nodded at her before looking back at the journalists.

"Alright, let's get this started. As I mentioned when I contacted you, I'd like your help in helping expose some of Umbrella's criminal activities, and I brought with me someone who knows first-hand what I'm talking about. Jill?"

She looked at the two journalists who were staring at her with a disturbing amount of intensity.

She knew Ben had a recording device on him, so she smirked at him.

"You can bring that recording device out, you know. I fully intend to have my words on record."

Ben grimaced at being caught, but nodded and put the recording device hidden in his coat on the table.

Allyssa glanced at her fellow journalist for a moment, before looking back at her.

"Alright, so just for the record: you are Jill Valentine, former member of the S.T.A.R.S. division under the Raccoon Police Department, correct?"

"That's correct. And I'm here to talk about what really happened that caused the dissolution of S.T.A.R.S., as well as what Chief Irons has been really trying to hide for the sake of his masters at Umbrella Corp." she declared coldly, sneering in disgust when speaking of her old Chief's name.

Especially considering what Aeon had revealed to her about the man's past.

Alyssa's eyes narrowed, curiosity clear in her eyes.

"So there was a cover-up of some kind! I knew it! Several of the best elite police officers of Raccoon City die, the others get fired, while all records of the true cause remain hidden? It couldn't be more obvious if you tried. Alright, so what really happened in the Arklay Mountains? As far as I know, you were sent there to investigate the recent series of disappearances and brutal murders in the region that no one seemed able to explain, much less stop…"

Jill scoffed. "That's no surprise."

She sighed. "Alright, so here's what really happened…"

And so she told them everything, about the Spencer Mansion, the Leech Queen, Dr. Marcus and Umbrella's research into the t-Virus, and everything else.

As she spoke, Aeon took out a number of documents they had found from the Spencer Mansion, alongside some more about Umbrella's true nature as a whole and showed them to the two journalists.

Over the next hour, both Jill and Aeon gave the journalists a thorough understanding of B.O.W.s, and how they were going to be used as the tools of war for the next generation of conflicts all across the globe.

Needless to say, the two journalists hadn't expected all of this, and while they were incredulous at first, the more they listened, the more they began blanching in fear.

By the end of it, they were grim-faced and silent, staring at them blankly.

"This isn't a prank, is it?" Ben finally said, and there was as much accusation as there was hope that it was the case in his voice.

Aeon looked at him in the eyes, before putting two syringes on the table, and then what Jill recognized as two las-pistols.

"These syringes are vaccines for the t-Virus. Insight Corp. has been creating them as fast as we can, but without an incident forcing the government's hand, we can't come out and sell them to the world, since no one would believe us on why they are needed."

He waved at the guns.

"These are las-pistols, or laser pistols if you want the technical term. They are created by Insight Corp. to combat B.O.W.s since lasers are extremely deadly against unarmored targets like your typical zombies. We are creating these as fast as we can, and we are planning on selling them to Blackwatch Special Forces for a start, followed by the rest of the US Military."

Aeon paused, looking at the two frozen journalists grimly.

"So no, this isn't a prank or a joke. I wish it was, but it isn't. Everything we told you today is true. And worse? We believe that Raccoon City will face a city-wide outbreak in less than a month from now."

The eyes of the two journalists immediately zeroed in on him.

"Explain." ordered Alyssa.

"As you've heard, the ground zero of the previous outbreak has been obliterated, but Insight Corp. believes that, despite this victory, the situation is already a lost cause. Did you know that several outbreaks already happened in the city this summer, each contained discreetly?"

Jill grimaced, though it was nothing compared to the look on the journalists' faces.

Aeon then explained that one of the medical facilities in Raccoon City had fallen victim to an outbreak already, which was taken care of by Barry Burton, and if not for him, the city would have already fallen into chaos.

Worse, an entire Umbrella facility has fallen to a t-Virus infection months ago, and the only reason it wasn't known was that it was a secret, underground Umbrella facility where the only way out was by another underground Umbrella facility known as NEST.

One where even now, William Birkin and his wife were working on the G-Virus.

And Umbrella knew about it, but had decided to do nothing about it, because as far as they were concerned, a facility full of zombies wasn't worth worrying about unless they were actively spilling out into the city.

Aeon thus explained that even now, as they spoke, there were dozens, potentially hundreds of monsters right under their feet… and no one was doing a damn thing about it.

And Insight Corp. could do nothing, since the only way in was by an Umbrella facility.

The two journalists began swearing viciously, but Jill, who had been fully briefed by Aeon before this, knew the bad news was just going to keep on coming.

Because predictably, the journalists began asking about the mayor and Chief of Police's roles in all of this… both of whom are deep in Umbrella's pockets.

That bit of news led to more cursing, if not for Aeon also revealing that Chief Irons was actually a psychopath who had raped at least two women in the past, with both incidents being covered up by Umbrella. Aeon also heavily suspected that some of the screams coming from the sewers, which made the local news lately, was due to Irons mutilating people down there for his own twisted "hobby" as a taxidermist. By that point, the shock value of Aeon's knowledge ran out, and these new facts only brought in pure, unadulterated horror and tiredness that just worsened their already horrendous moods even further.

A far cry of Jill's own reaction to the news of the truth of her former boss's past, which had been… a lot more passionate.

And it involved Jill sparring with Aeon for several hours to cool off in order to stop herself from going where the fat bastard was and cutting him to pieces.

She loved the city she was born in, but by the gods, was it a city full of corruption and secrets!

It was times like these that made it hard to be the voice of reason and mercy that she and Rebecca had promised to be towards the three gods they had come to cherish lately.

And it was a fraction of what Aeon had to know about all the crimes done by people across the world. No wonder it weighed on him to not interfere and bring immediate justice to bastards like Umbrella or even Chief Irons...

Either way, the meeting after that dissolved into various questions from the journalists about various parts of their stories they wanted details about, the impromptu probing ended after the journalists agreed with Aeon in helping to try and get Chief Irons arrested.

The last part of that meeting involved Aeon giving the vaccines and guns to the two journalists, alongside instruction/maintenance manuals and extra power cells for the guns, before saying rather ominously that "they would need them."

From the look on their faces, they weren't going to wait long before using those vaccines… and they were going to keep those guns on them at all times.

Jill wasn't sure what Aeon knew of their future, but it obviously implied bad things if Aeon hadn't been there to help them out.

As they walked away from the bar, Jill looked out at the city around her.

A few weeks. That was all that was left before Hell on Earth.

A few weeks…

===

"The General will see you now, Miss Miller."

Lucy smiled at the man, before rising from her seat.

"Thank you."

Entering the office, she took her first look at Lieutenant General Peter Randall, the leader of Blackwatch.

A tall, grim-faced man with cold brown eyes and a face that looked stuck permanently in a scowl, he looked every bit as she knew him to be: a ruthless, pragmatic soldier who would rather see his country burn than watch it fall to infected hands.

And she was here to ensure he would rather see his lands taken back by military force rather than being burnt to the ground.

"Miss Miller, I have to admit, I am curious to learn what Insight Corp. is here for, and what Blackwatch can help you with." he said after the formalities were exchanged.

She smiled at him.

"Well, to be honest, this is mostly about what we can do for Blackwatch… and the USA as a whole."

He raised an eyebrow, though she could feel his interest rising.

Insight Corp. was well-known by those in the corporate world for being fully aware of the existence of B.O.W.s created by various businesses and governmental agencies, but she also knew that as far as the world knew, Insight Corp. despised the concept.

So what brought her, the CEO of Insight Corp., into the office of the leader of Blackwatch, who existed specifically to fight against B.O.W.s?

Lucy opened her briefcase and presented a document from it.

"First, we have recently developed weapons that we are hopeful Blackwatch would be interested in."

The general picked the document titled "Project: FLASHLIGHT," opened the file, skimmed through its summary, and his eyebrows shot up to his hairline.

He gave her a look over the document, but she merely smirked, and his eyes returned to the papers, swiftly reading through them.

Eventually, he put down the document on his desk, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

To Lucy's senses however, she knew then and there that, at least on this, she had him.

Laser weapons, and even some plasma weaponry, were far too good to pass up, no matter how high the price tag was to fully equip an army.

"An interesting read, Miss Miller. I won't waste your time being skeptical, you would have far too much to lose if you couldn't deliver. What I am curious about however, is the reason behind you bringing this to me, out of all people in the entire US army."

Lucy took another document.

This one titled "ARKLAY MOUNTAINS INCIDENT"

Again, the general read through it, though a lot more slowly and attentively than before.

By the time he was done, he slowly gave the document back to her, a far colder look in his eyes.

"The government may not have heeded the surviving S.T.A.R.S. members' warnings, but Insight Corp. isn't infiltrated by Umbrella's goons. It is our fear that, sooner than later, an outbreak is inevitable."

And then she brought up a third dossier, this one about the t-Virus vaccine.

Again, he read it slowly, before closing it.

"You are readying us for a full scale outbreak." he deduced, and the look in his eyes made it clear that he was fully considering the scenario himself.

"I am. We believe it will happen sooner rather than later. That is why I am here today. If you would allow me to be honest?"

General Randall nodded grimly.

"Permission granted."

"Then to be blunt, Insight Corp. never had any desire to play around with B.O.W.s or viruses. What we are interested in is giving humanity the tools to fight them. And it is becoming clear to us that the time where we will be needed is soon coming. Thus I am here, General, to try and see if Blackwatch would be willing to fight beside Insight Corp.'s paramilitary unit in the next outbreak. We are aware that the US government is… tired of the influence that Umbrella possesses in the bioweapons sector. When the outbreak hits, and it will, we all know that someone is going to need to take the blame for it. Insight Corp. wants to make sure that said scapegoat is going to be Umbrella, and if we can get all those who supported Umbrella along the way, all the better."

Randall smirked sharply at her. "Ensuring that Insight Corp. gets out of this smelling like roses while also making enormous profit. And with pharmaceutical corporations losing all credibility from the general public, and your own lack of involvement with the Global Pharmaceutical Consortium being well-known, your company would effectively wipe out all your competitors from the world market for a time. To say nothing of the many governmental contracts that would result from all of this… My, Miss Miller, if you were in the military, I would have given you a commendation and promotion for such a ruthless yet effective scheme. Someone with your mind is wasted in the corporate world."

She smiled politely at his praise, even as she knew that what Randall was likely to actually do was prepare plans to take down Insight Corp. if it ever proved necessary.

And those plans, more likely than not, involved putting a bullet in her head.

"The corporate world is a battlefield of its own, General, but I thank you for your kind words. But I can assure you that Insight Corp.'s only motivation is the continuous improvement of the world and of human civilization as a whole."

Randall chuckled, obviously humoring her. "Of course. What was your slogan again? Something about 'bringing Greatness to humanity?' Well, far from me to disagree with that goal."

He looked down at the dossiers on his desk.

"Especially when you can help Blackwatch in the success of its own duties and objectives."

He fell silent, thinking deeply.

"And what of Raccoon City itself? I presume you have plans for it?"

"If possible, we'd rather not see it burnt to the ground." she said, making sure not to show how much she actually wanted to save the city.

The general stared at her for a moment.

"100,000 people is quite a lot to deal with. Even with the vaccine ready… we can't use it too soon, you must understand." he said firmly, and Lucy nodded, even if she grimaced internally.

Yes, she understood that the US government didn't want to explain what the vaccine was for to the people, unless left with no choice.

And they couldn't just lie either, considering that this was Umbrella's city.

For all that it was part of the US, trying to do anything there would cause… issues.

At least until all hell broke loose and Umbrella was left with their hands tied.

"We understand. But nonetheless, we would rather not see the city just be completely destroyed, if at all possible."

He looked at her for a long moment, before nodding.

"You want to test your new toys extensively, huh? And probably to add insult to injury to Umbrella as well while you're at it, taking over their city for your own. It's no secret you and Umbrella had been at each other's throats for a long time now."

He hummed, and she held back another grimace, not truly surprised that the thought that she was trying to save the people of Raccoon City didn't even come to him.

It certainly hardly mattered to him.

Which is why she hadn't bothered mentioning them. Right now, he was weighing the trouble thousands of civilians having survived an outbreak could bring to the US, over the gains brought by getting extensive combat data against B.O.W.s using the new weapons would give, on top of helping in bringing down Umbrella completely.

As far as he was concerned, survivors were a problem, not a goal.

Finally, he nodded, smiling at her.

"Very well. Blackwatch will help you retake Raccoon City once the outbreak hits, as long as the situation allows it. And we'll do our part in helping to take down Umbrella, don't worry. As for the future… well, depending on how things go with the outbreak, Blackwatch may call upon Insight Corp. later on. Our duty is to protect the USA from any biological threat, but you are right that we need adequate weaponry for the job. If you can provide them, you'll find Blackwatch a powerful ally and a valuable client in the years to come."

And with that, the meeting dissolved into hammering out the details of the deal between Insight Corp. and Blackwatch, each side smiling at the other.

Even as they mentally made plans to backstab the other the moment the alliance will inevitably fall apart.

Lucy was no fool, after all.

It was only a matter of time before Insight Corp. became the new Umbrella in the general's mind, another corporation with far too much influence for their own good, and when that happened, the threat Insight Corp. posed would outweigh the benefits of keeping them around.

And the allies of today would become the enemies of tomorrow.

===

Alyssa Ashcroft walked up the path to the nearby forest, together with several soldiers of I.S.I.S. and Aeon, their leader, alongside her fellow journalist Ben Bertolucci.

The last few days were spent in frantic attempts to gather information, fact-checking as much as she could of what she had been told on that meeting on the first of September, and not liking the fact that, from what she found, it all checked out.

Oh, she couldn't get access to any Umbrella files to fully prove anything, but there were always traces, bits and pieces of public information that made no sense without knowledge of the greater story behind it, and that's what she had been searching for.

Little things that proved that certain people were, in reality, present at a certain place and time, that this amount of equipment has indeed arrived at this date at a given facility, among other tidbits of information.

And it all fit with what she had learned, which meant that either this was one hell of a coincidence, or the insane story she had been told was the truth.

The most important part, however, was what the leader of I.S.I.S. had recently told her about the abandoned hospital they were currently heading to.

Supposedly, she and an old friend named Kurt had come to investigate this place in the past, after rumors of illegal human experimentation had happened in this place.

The problem of course, is that she didn't remember anything about it.

As far as she knew, Kurt had just disappeared one day, never to be seen again.

Except that apparently, Kurt had died after being attacked by an infected patient with one of the strains of the t-Virus Umbrella was experimenting with, and Alyssa herself had ended up being brainwashed by an Umbrella scientist named Greg Mueller to forget the whole thing ever happened.

Alyssa wasn't sure if that was true… but she certainly intended to find out.

If even a tenth of the information Insight Corp. provided her about Umbrella was right, then it was entirely possible for Umbrella to have done what Aeon had claimed.

In which case, taking down Umbrella would become an extremely personal undertaking for her.

Alyssa slowed, frowning as she saw a cabin ahead of her.

"Someone lives here?" she asked Aeon.

"Indeed. Squad, disperse and don't let yourselves be seen. Go straight to the hospital and wait for us there, while the journalists and I go talk to the man living there."

"Yes, sir!"

Alyssa turned, seeing the squad of I.S.I.S. soldiers jogging away.

She had to admit, they made for quite the intimidating sight, with their futuristic-looking body armor and camouflage to better hide in the forest.

The fact that they all carried laser guns certainly helped, and that's not mentioning the sheer amount of firepower each soldier was equipped with.

Then she turned to the even more intimidating sight of their leader, the seven feet tall, black coat and tricorn hat wearing man who was still staring at the cabin before them.

The only part of him that she could see were his dark eyes, the rest of his figure being hidden from view, though she knew from the day that they first met that his short dark hair complemented his dark eyes.

Honestly, the man seemed to love dark colors, considering he was clothed head to toe in pure black.

"The one who lives here is the former director of the hospital. Be careful when speaking to him, he's still a former member of Umbrella after all."

Alyssa turned grim.

"Understood."

Knocking at the door, an old man opened it, his eyes looking at them in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

He was looking at them like one would look at an animal you were about to kill…

"Hello there. I must admit, I don't get many visitors around here. What can I do for you?"

"We'd just like to have directions for the old hospital nearby. Alyssa here-" Aeon waved his hand at her "- would like to see the place where one of her old friends died, you see."

His eyes sharpened, looking at her with interest. "Really? Well, I can just guide you there myself, if you want."

"No need." she said quickly. "Directions will do just fine."

He stared at her for a moment, before smiling.

She held back a shiver at the cruel glint in his eyes.

"Very well then. You must go here at..."

He gave them the necessary directions. After that, she swiftly left the old man's home, Aeon keeping up with her pace.

"We could have avoided talking with him in the first place." she pointed out. "We knew where we were going."

"I know. But I wanted to check something."

She glanced at him. "Beyond proving that he was incredibly disturbing, and making me glad that I'm still holding on to that las-pistol you gave me?"

"Indeed. I am now certain we will be attacked by something, at the very least. I don't know what, but there was too much cruel anticipation in his eyes when we told him where we're going."

She remembered that twisted expression in the man's eyes and nodded grimly.

"Alright, but attacked by what?"

Aeon chuckled darkly. "Well now, that is the question, isn't it?"

Alyssa took out her Las-Pistol, happy that she hadn't wasted time reading through the manual and trained with the gun on a daily basis for the past week, just in case.

And even happier that she had taken the vaccine given to her when they had first met.

A strange moaning sound caught her attention, and she turned, freezing in shock at the sight of a zombie straight out of the reports she had read… except it had plants growing out of its body.

"What the fuck?" she shouted, before two pale blue bolts disintegrated the monster's upper body.

Turning, she looked at her companion, who was staring curiously at the dead abomination on the ground.

"Curious, a new kind of zombie…" he activated his radio. "Sergeant White, this is Squad Leader. Do you copy?"

"I do, Squad Leader. Problems?"

"A new type of zombie appeared in our path. It had plants growing out of its body. Capabilities unknown, though plasma is confirmed to work well on them."

"Copy that. Will keep you updated if we cross their path."

"Acknowledged. Keep an eye out, if there's one new mutation, there might be more. Squad Leader out."

He glanced at her. "Let's go."

She nodded, following behind him, weapon at the ready, yet her mind was racing at her latest discovery.

A zombie. An actual, honest to God, zombie…

She shook her head. There would be time to worry about that later, she needed to stay focused.

Coming in front of a wooden bridge, she froze, a memory flashing in her mind of a wounded man collapsing before that very bridge.

"You alright?" her companion questioned.

"I… remembered something…" she said softly, blue eyes wide.

He nodded grimly. "Coming here must have brought back memories. Anything useful?"

"I think… that I saw Kurt, wounded… and I was there… for a story. I… don't remember anything else."

"I see."

They took a moment longer to digest the new information, before moving on.

Soon enough, they arrived at the entrance of the abandoned hospital, the rest of the squad waiting for them, and she froze once more, as a memory of two police officers talking flashed through her mind.

"There was… an accident there." she said softly. "It caused the hospital to close…"

She shook her head, blue eyes narrowing in determination.

She wanted the truth, and she was going to get it.

Zombies or no zombies.

They all entered, weapons ready for anything.

The place was covered in vines, and despite the soldiers surrounding her there was… something in the place that made her instincts scream "Danger!"

A minute later, a man dressed like a medieval executioner and armed with an axe kicked down a door and charged at them screaming.

Alyssa tensed, only for the man to get shot at by the entire squad.

His upper body vanished utterly under the volley of combined firepower, leaving them all to stare at the corpse before them.

"Someone driven mad by this place's monsters, you think?" one of the soldiers whispered.

"Doesn't matter. We've got our mission. Let's keep going. No doubt there will be more dangerous things here…" Aeon said grimly, and they moved on, leaving the corpse on the ground, Ben taking a snapshot of the body with his camera before following.

Alyssa took a moment to regret that he had followed the squad and thus didn't see the zombie, but she had a feeling they would meet more of them, sooner or later...

As they kept going, Alyssa and Ben suddenly started coughing, a horrible smell wafting to their noses.

"Fuck… what that's smell?" complained Ben.

Aeon got a whiff of the scent before frowning.

"Nothing good. Keep on your guard."

They entered another room, only for everyone to stop and stare at the sight before them.

A massive plant unlike anything else they've ever seen was in the room, its many vines waving around like snakes in the air.

"Squad, let's leave this room for later. Out of the room. Now."

"Sir?"

"See the bigger vines? They seem to go all over the interior structure of this building. If we kill this thing, the whole place might collapse. We can't find out what the hell really happened here if that happens."

Alyssa and the others looked, and noticed that yes, that thing's vines truly went everywhere.

"Copy that, sir. No bringing the building on top of our head until it's time for extraction. Johnson, you go first. We'll follow you while we keep an eye on that thing, just in case it doesn't like us leaving."

The named soldier swiftly left the room, followed by everyone else, Ben taking pictures of the monster of a plant.

As they made their way into other parts of the facility, Alyssa and Ben quietly talked about what they had seen so far.

It was one thing to learn about the t-Virus, another entirely to see it at work.

"Sir! Plant-mutated zombie!" shouted the sergeant, and they all looked at the slowly moving monster at the end of the corridor they were in.

Aeon stared at it for a moment, before nodding to Ben.

"If you want pictures, do it now."

The man didn't waste time taking the necessary photos, before nodding at Aeon, who looked at the sergeant.

"Shoot it. I want to see how many shots of a las-gun that thing can take."

The sergeant didn't hesitate, shooting it once in the head, then once again when the first headshot didn't do enough damage to kill it.

"Two shots." mused Aeon. "Compared to the single one required for a standard infected… as expected of a mutation. Alright, Williams, go take samples. The scientists back home will want to learn more about those things, just in case."

"Yes sir!" replied the woman in question, quickly running up to the corpse and getting to work.

Once the woman was done, they kept going, Alyssa even finding a notebook in another room that made her eyes narrow.

It was Kurt's notebook, where he went in depth about his investigation of this place and how he heavily suspected illegal activities taking place in this hospital.

She pocketed it after letting Aeon and Ben read it, by now convinced that Aeon had been right about what had happened here.

A thought that enraged her… but there was no time for that. Not yet.

Another room held another notebook, this one about two botanists who found this place in the past, and both of whom ended up killed by that axeman a while back.

The comments about the plants having some kind of intelligence and actively preventing anyone from escaping was met by grim silence by everyone, but then again they already planned on killing it anyway.

It also spoke of a chemical which could kill the plant life in the area, and they wasted no time seeking it out.

They found a pharmacy which contained several of the necessary ingredients, though a patient ward they found nearby made Alyssa freeze again, a memory of seeing Kurt being attacked by a female zombie flashing through her mind.

"Kurt!" she whispered, closing her eyes in pain. "That's right… he was involved in the incident… I remember now! He... snuck in with me… seeking to uncover the truth behind this place… and he died finding it."

"Alyssa?"

She turned, seeing Ben and the others looking at her curiously, and she explained what she now remembered.

"So we now know for certain how your old friend died. Do you remember anything else?"

She shook her head at Aeon's question, feeling frustrated.

"No. I remember only the incident… Kurt's death, nothing else after that."

She looked at him in the eye.

"We need to keep going. I'm not leaving this place until all of my memories return."

"And then?" he asked.

She smiled coldly.

"And then I'll help you ensure that Umbrella burns for their crimes. I don't care how powerful they are. This is a war that I'm not going to shy away from, you better believe that, not after what these bastards did to me and my friend!"

Aeon nodded at her, his dark eyes shining with approval.

"Then Insight Corp. will help you, Miss Ashcroft. For now, let's keep going. We have more memories to recover, and an overgrown plant to kill."

And with those words in mind, they moved on, going into the administrator's room.

The sight of which brought another flashback, of the administrator and a cop talking, the former denying all the accusations from the latter.

Careful investigation of the room led to a secret passage behind a shelf, alongside a diary showing the administrator falling to madness, seeing the massive plant as the reincarnation of his dead wife and even feeding it various animals to keep it healthy.

The secret passage also hid a clinical report on the use of the t-Virus, supposedly to try curing cancer, on two patients, one of them being the administrator's wife, and the ensuing death of the first alongside the mutation of the second into a zombie.

Taking the nearby stairs, they came across mutated insects that they gunned down easily.

Of greater concern was another one of the administrator's diaries, which revealed that not only had he begun to feed people to the plant, but that he had also been... changed somehow... so that he could survive shotgun blasts to the chest without any issue.

"Sir, you think…" began the Sergeant.

"I think," Aeon slowly declared, "that we should all stay on our guard. I've got something that might kill the bastard if it turns out he can regenerate from half his body being vaporised, so let me handle him if he shows up again."

Alyssa threw him a surprised look.

"You've got something that can kill a man that won't die, even after his entire upper body has been disintegrated?"

Aeon chuckled.

"Miss Ashcroft, I've got weapons to handle anything. That includes any so-called 'immortal' beings. Hell, it wouldn't be the first time I end up killing one of those."

And then he turned and calmly walked away.

"And that, is why he's in charge. There are few people in the world who can react to 'immortal enemies,' and then just say 'been there, done that.' Now come on, let's move." declared the sergeant, before following her leader, everyone else doing the same.

Staying well away from the plant vines, they ended up opening a door leading to the rooftop… only to find the place covered in vines and flowers occasionally expelling pollen of some kind.

"Right then. I'll shoot all the flowers, you follow after me. See that ladder over there? That's our objective." Aeon declared, pointing at a ladder a few dozen meters away.

"Understood sir, we'll cover you if needed." replied the sergeant.

Aeon walked into the rooftop, guns firing, flowers exploding at every shot.

"Zombies!" shouted the sergeant suddenly, as several of the new kinds of zombies showed up, previously hidden among the vines.

The rooftop rapidly turned into a battlefield, as plant zombies charged either at Aeon or the rest of the group, while Aeon himself ran, jumped, rolled and evaded every zombie and attack coming his way.

Alyssa took a moment to be awed at the incredible skill being displayed, as by now the plants were shooting acidic globs at him, but Aeon just casually dodged them all, looking more like he was dancing rather than fighting.

Then she focused once more on the fight, shooting zombies in the heads with her Las-Pistol.

Soon enough, the rooftop was clear, and they took the nearby ladder.

Only to find the Axeman had returned, having taken another path to now stand before them.

"Sergeant, you have that syringe with the chemical to kill that plant, right?" asked Aeon.

"Yes, sir!"

"Then go, all of you. If what we went through was anything to go by, the true center of this plant should be nearby. What we found down there must have been only part of it. As for me, I'll take care of this guy myself."

"Understood, sir. You heard him! Move out!" shouted the sergeant.

"Just like that? Are you sure it's wise to leave him with that freak?" asked Alyssa.

The sergeant scoffed. "He's no threat. You saw how our boss fights, do you really think some guy with an axe is enough to kill him? That mad bastard won't even touch him."

Alyssa glanced at Aeon, before nodding.

It was true, compared to what he just flawlessly handled, a single madman was nothing.

So they left, going onward where they found several massive plants surrounding an even bigger one.

More zombies, acid-spitting red and yellow flowers, and giant insects attacked them, and Alyssa remembered the warning of the damn plant having intelligence.

The attacks coming their way were too unnaturally well-organized for a bunch of monsters and plants, even she could see that.

Not that it fazed the I.S.I.S. soldiers, as red laser bolts and explosives flew everywhere, and she thought she heard someone say "Just like in the simulations!"

Ben and Alyssa were far less calm in this mess, Alyssa herself nervously clenching her Las-Pistol tightly as she shot deadly flowers, giant insects, and plant zombies one after another, sweat falling down her face while her ears began ringing from all the explosions.

Eventually she noticed the sergeant running, making a mad dash for the greater plant, jumping over and rolling under every attack sent her way, before she took the syringe and leapt unto the plant, jabbing it deeply with her makeshift weapon.

And then she ran back to them, since in seconds, the chemical showed its result, as every single thing around them that wasn't human withered and died.

And the building began shaking.

"Move out! Let's go back to-"

The shaking stopped.

There was a moment of silence.

"Guess we'll have to kill that giant plant downstairs too, right Sergeant?"

"Seems like it. Let's get back to the boss and do that, then."

Then they went back, finding Aeon staring at the decapitated corpse of the Axeman, before he looked at them.

"Right, this guy won't get back up anymore. How did it go on your side? I felt the building shaking for a moment."

"The plants up top are dead, sir. But we're pretty sure the one downstairs is still alive."

"And we're out of chemicals. Alright, we'll do this the old-fashioned way. We'll burn the damn thing with incendiary grenades. That should do the trick. Let's go."

Alyssa stared at the decapitated corpse at his feet.

"You're sure he is dead? He did come back from complete upper body disintegration… I don't think mere decapitation will work."

Aeon snorted. "Trust me, he's dead. The weapon I used made sure of that."

She raised an eyebrow. "Must be some seriously interesting weapon to pull that off."

He nodded. "Considering that it was my mentor's weapon, you are more correct than you think. I don't use it unless the things I'm fighting against really deserve it. Let me put it this way: not a single thing that weapon has come into contact with survived the experience."

And then he turned and walked away without another word.

Alyssa glanced at the decapitated corpse on the ground, the others doing the same.

"Yeah, this bastard's dead. I've never heard of the boss mention a mentor before, but whoever he or she must have been must have been one hell of a hardcore SOB to train someone like the boss. As far as I'm concerned, this murderous scumbag is no longer a concern."

And with that, the sergeant left, followed by everyone else.

They all made their way back to the first plant, which reacted to their presence instantly this time, globs of acid and vines trying to impale them from every corner of the room.

Again, Alyssa couldn't help but notice how competent these people were, reacting immediately to the threat, guns blazing and blades cutting away any vines coming too close for comfort, while it was all that Alyssa and Ben could do to not get killed by what few attacks came their way.

The fact that Aeon casually handled not only threats directed at himself but at everyone else present at the same time was damn impressive too.

He was the only one who hadn't switched his plasma guns for his grenade launcher, instead using his guns to provide covering fire to them all, blue bolts of plasma hitting vines and flowers alike with the crack shot accuracy.

The fact that no order had needed to be given, everyone knowing instantly what needed to be done at the moment, really showed off how used they were at fighting together like a well-oiled machine.

In seemingly no time at all, the plant died, and the whole building began shuddering and falling apart, just as they feared.

"Alright, mission accomplished! Move! Move!" Aeon shouted, and everyone began running, though not before Alyssa caught a glimpse of an old, dried out female corpse falling away from the center of the burning plant.

Then they all fled, getting out of the building just in time to finally see it collapse on itself completely.

As she and the others watched from safety the destruction of this damned place, Alyssa remembered the few last pieces of memories she had forgotten, from the moment she and Kurt entered the building to the time she was put unconscious by the hospital security guards, her last memory being a cruel, sadistic man, who she recognized as Greg Mueller, from the information Aeon had given her, smiling down at her even as he promised her that she need not fear, for she would not remember a thing.

She clenched her hands, grinding her teeth in rage.

That hospital's experiments were more than just human rights violations, they were crimes against nature itself.

Kurt… his sacrifice won't be in vain. It may take time, but she would spread the truth about what happened here.

And Umbrella will burn for what they did.

===

September 10th, 1998.

I looked at the three people behind me, gathered here today to see justice done.

The two journalists that Jill and I contacted several days ago, and one Lieutenant Marvin Branagh, who we had convinced to follow us into the sewers to investigate the screams and moans coming from below.

For the past week and a half, those journalists had been further brought into the world-wide conspiracy when it comes to B.O.W.s, and by now had pretty firmly decided to work with Insight Corp. to try and fight back against it.

They couldn't fight the government directly right now, but Umbrella? That they could do.

Alyssa especially was incredibly determined to see Umbrella brought down, considering her own past.

The revelation that Umbrella had brainwashed her to forget an incident years ago which led to the death of her friend had been a shock to her, but it also made her extremely motivated in destroying Umbrella and thankful to me/Insight Corp. for revealing the truth.

And thus, we were here today to strike the first blow against Umbrella's power base in Raccoon City by arresting Chief Irons.

Not that Lieutenant Branagh knew all of that, of course. As far as he was concerned, he had simply agreed to work with a few concerned citizens to investigate the sewers, and be there to both protect them and make any arrests if we did find something.

He had no idea I had brought him specifically because he was a good man… and he would be the next in line to control the police forces after Irons' arrest, especially as the one who will "catch" Irons.

The fact that I had a plasma gun in hand, which he had looked at with interest, was even better.

Once the outbreak hits, it would be easy to convince him to use laser weaponry from Insight Corp.

"Are you all ready?"

They all nodded.

"Alright then. Here we go."

I went inside, followed by the others.

It was nighttime, with a heavy fog covering the whole city, so it made the distant screams and moans coming from the sewers even more disturbing, giving a rather fitting background to our descent into Raccoon City's underground areas.

Thankfully, there was no t-Virus infection down here, not yet at least, so while our group was tense, not helped by the slowly increasingly loud screams of terror and agony, we didn't actually encounter anything dangerous down there.

At least not until we found a closed door from which the screams were coming from.

"I'll take point." grimly declared the lieutenant, whose dark eyes shone with grim determination to see his duty through while he held his gun tightly.

The countless twists and turns of this place would have ordinarily doomed any attempts at finding this place, the screams bouncing off the walls in such a way that tracking them down would be impossible… but to a Hunter like me, such issues were nothing.

The lieutenant had made it clear that he had honestly not expected us to find anything, a few of his colleagues having tried to search answers themselves only to get lost in the sewers for hours until finally finding a way out, but he had been willing to follow us anyway, more out of concern for us more than any hopes of success.

Now that answers were at hand however, one look in his eyes made it clear he wouldn't take "no" for an answer, so I silently stepped back, holding my weapon high.

"I'll cover you if needed." I declared, and he nodded in thanks.

"1...2..3!" He said softly, before opening the door swiftly.

"RPD! Nobody move- Oh my God, Chief Irons, what the fuck?!"

I followed after him, taking in the scene in front of me.

The lieutenant was frozen in shock and horror, staring with wide eyes at the Chief of Police who had a bloody knife in his hand, standing beside a barely alive blonde woman with blue eyes laid down on a table.

The two journalists followed after me, Ben quickly recording the scene with his camera, though the two sharp gasps I heard made it clear that, even if expected, the scene was still a shock.

The Chief snarled, his knife running through the woman before him the moment he took a good look at the Lieutenant, killing her instantly.

That broke Marvin out of his shock, and his gun rose as he snarled hatefully, an obvious look of painful betrayal in his eyes.

Considering that he's been working for the man for years, I wasn't surprised, but I would rather see him alive.

So I moved, though only at peak-human levels rather than a Hunter's typical speed, forcibly putting down the man's gun one second before continuing onward and punching Irons in the face hard enough to knock him out instantly the next.

I then looked at the woman on the table, a sad look on my face.

I could have saved this woman… but not without using healing magic on the horrible injuries she had already taken, or superhuman speed to stop Irons' knife.

And we already came here as fast as we could, since we did need to wait for the screams to start in order to follow them here.

Had I been alone, I could have used magic, but as it is I'd rather keep the existence of magic and the Arcane under wraps.

The journalists and officer were good people, but I didn't want to burden them even more with knowledge of the Eldritch. Dealing with a worldwide conspiracy was bad enough as it was.

And of course, there was Irons himself, who I most definitely didn't want to show off in front of.

At least that should make her "only" his third victim, which was less than what happened in the canon timeline where no one stopped him…

Cold comfort as this was right now.

I threw a quick, sad look at where the woman's soul stood, looking in sadness at her own body, before turning away when I felt a shard of my true self appear near her.

There was nothing I could do for her myself, now, but to see justice done.

So I looked at Marvin, giving him a sympathetic look.

"I understand that the betrayal hurt, Officer, or that seeing this woman die in front of you enraged you, but this bastard-" I kicked the fat, murderous psychopath in the guts- "should stand trial for all he has done. Let him live to see the city stare at him hatefully, as he deserves."

Not that I would mind him dying, but I didn't want him to die too soon.

And certainly not as quickly as a bullet to the head would have done.

Marvin stared at me for a moment, before nodding.

"Thanks." he said, a look of shame at his loss of control flashing through his eyes before being brutally crushed through sheer willpower.

Then he looked at the dead woman on the table, before glaring coldly at the passed out Chief.

"Fucking psycho… to think that all along…"

He shook his head, before putting his gun in his holster and bringing out the handcuffs and stepping forward.

"Didn't think we'd actually be lucky enough to need them, but by God am I happy to be wrong on this one."

I nodded at him, glancing at the journalists who were already hard at work in taking footage and writing down notes, before turning towards a nearby door.

Opening it, I took one look at what was inside before scowling.

"Hey Officer Marvin, you might want to see this."

"What is it?"

I stepped back, allowing him to look into the room… and stare at the two corpses of young women who look so similar to the one who just died.

The Lieutenant didn't move for about a minute… before he turned around.

"I won't mention that kick you gave him in my report. As far as I'm concerned, he resisted arrest, and got hurt in the resulting struggle."

Alyssa came up to me, looking inside the room… and at the corpses of the women who may as well look like sisters to her, considering their similar facial features, blonde hair, and blue eyes.

"... Say, Officer, could you turn away for a moment?"

Marvin looked from her, to the corpses, understanding flashing through his eyes.

"I'll be in the other room."

===

"Lickers on the buildings! Shoot them!" came the order, and Jill turned to look at the new threat.

Thankfully, others from I.S.I.S. shot the bastards down, allowing her to focus on the hordes of infected in the road coming their way and trying to go through the barricades.

A few more shots from her grenade launcher wiped out quite a few of the closest zombies, alongside creating more holes in the streets for the infected to get trapped into.

Well, the dumber ones anyway. The Crimson Heads weren't so easily slowed down, running and even jumping around as they were.

Reloading, and once again being thankful to the Messengers for being able to supply her with ammo no matter where she was, she kept firing at the horde of zombies before her with the rest of I.S.I.S. in the street doing the same.

Rebecca was nearby, dealing with another street chock-full of zombies that just kept on hammering the barricades there.

A shot rang out, and cursing was suddenly heard from the comms channel.

"We've lost our CO! Umbrella sniper nearby! Take him out!"

Jill's eyes roamed the roofs, searching for any sign of-

"Found him!" she shouted, shooting a grenade through the window, and a cut off scream proved that she got the bastard.

She smirked tiredly, quickly wiping the sweat from her brow, though she was internally seething.

It wasn't the first they had to deal with, though this one had been more competent than the others.

They had already lost the Captain a while back, and now-

"Shit! Incoming Umbrella choppers! They're carrying B.O.W.s!"

Jill cursed, eyes in the sky-

And she saw several containment tanks fall on the ground, their cargo jumping out.

"Hunters and Tyrants incoming!" she shouted, shooting a grenade at the nearest of the abominations.

"Copy that! Hold the line for the next five minutes! Reinforcements are inbound!"

Jill growled. Five minutes were a lot to ask for when several of Umbrella's Mr. X Tyrants were running around, but there was no other choice.

The line had to be held, or the civilians currently being evacuated would be easy prey to them.

She and the rest of I.S.I.S. unleashed all they had on them, the whole street glowing an ominous red from all the lasers being shot and all the explosives being used.

"Prepping a Thermobaric rocket!" a soldier warned, making sure the backblast area of his launcher was clear, before one of the Tyrants simply ceased to exist, alongside much of the area surrounding it.

"How many of those do we still have?" she shouted back.

"None! That was the last one!" came the reply from the sergeant who took the shot.

She cursed, and then cursed harder when one of the other Tyrants hit the barricade like a fucking truck, breaking a good chunk of it.

"I'm on it! Keep the others away from the damn barricade!" she shouted, before taking her swords in hand, ignoring her squadmates' replies of acknowledgement from her radio, and then she ran toward the tall, grey-skinned abomination wearing a black coat and fedora.

The Tyrant saw her coming, turning away from the hole it had made and towards her instead, and when she jumped towards him, it tried to grab her mid-jump.

She grinned darkly, Quickening away and cutting deep into his neck, the Bloodstone -enhanced blades easily parting the mutated flesh even more easily than it would have than that of a Yharnamite beast.

Or that's what Aeon told her at least, something about how t-Virus flesh simply wasn't as tough as that of beasts with the Blood of Gods running through their veins, including Tyrants.

Either way, she knelt on the ground, the backhanded swing of the Tyrant's right arm passing over her head, before she jumped again, fully decapitating the Tyrant for good.

She returned to the ground, taking a moment to stare in satisfaction at the decapitated corpse in front of her, before her instincts, honed to a keen edge after sparring with Aeon for about two months now, screamed at her to move.

She jumped, turning away to glare coldly at the surviving Tyrants that had obviously decided that she was the primary threat right now, the nearest one's closed fist being right where her head was.

She crossed her swords in front of her, ready to push them back from the barricade-

*BOOM!*

-before grinning when all of them ceased to exist as the cavalry finally arrived.

Turning around, she gave a thumbs up of thanks towards the newly arrived modified Abrams tank that's being backed up by a few squads of fresh troops, Jill and her squadmates looking in relief at the reinforcements rushing in to push back the horde beyond the barricade, which had been dangerously close to being overrun.

"Well done, everyone. The line was held. The mission is a success. Simulation over."

And with that, the world around them collapsed to show off the regular, by now familiar sight of a Danger Room.

Scattered cheers rang out from the soldiers around them, Jill chuckling at their joy, sharing it herself after the last several hours of harsh training.

Accepting a bottle of water thrown at her, she eagerly drank the cool water before sighing in relief when she was done quenching her thirst.

The simulations had become much harder the closer the end of September came, and by now, Tyrants and deadly competent snipers from Umbrella were a common sight.

Jill herself hadn't yet "died" from any of those, but only because of her Hunter training giving her inhumanly good instincts and equally sharp vision, allowing her to more easily dodge and notice her would-be killers.

And they were far from the only things they were now used to fighting against. Deadly leeches straight from the Arklay Mountains Mission, Hunters (the reptilian kind), giant spiders, and much more besides had been thrown at them all, usually together to better overwhelm them with.

Jill, Rebecca, and the rest of I.S.I.S. were by now thoroughly suspicious of anything from both the animal and plant kingdoms, because there was nothing quite like dealing with murderous shrubberies that possessed vines capable of quickly draining a grown man of his blood to learn that yes, anything could kill you.

Speaking of Rebecca, she smiled tiredly at her on their way to a hidden Lantern leading to the Hunter's Dream, discussing the latest simulation and what went right or wrong, before they came up to Aeon and Lucy talking over a table in front of their Mansion in the Dream, with the most recent issue of a Raccoon City newspaper in Aeon's hands.

Rebecca went directly for the shower, but Jill had caught the title of the front page and sat with the two at the table instead.

"They haven't announced a new Chief of Police yet, huh?" commented Jill, mentioning the newspaper which was talking about the latest developments in the investigation into Chief Irons' crimes.

Needless to say, it didn't look good for the man, or for several other officials in the city who have been caught knee-deep in criminal activities, some of which had connections to Umbrella.

Aeon chuckled darkly.

"Indeed not. Umbrella might have been able to give the job to another one of their goons, but then, incriminating evidence was discovered showing just how deep several officers of the law were in Umbrella's pockets, and right now, the Raccoon City Police Department has just finished a rather impressive internal purge of all previously hidden troublesome elements who had been hiding their crimes thanks to Irons' help."

Jill smirked viciously.

"Good to hear. And I imagine that you had nothing to do with that?" she replied, knowing the answer even before he said it.

"Of course I did. I've been sitting on some evidence of those crimes for months, if not years, waiting for the right moment when justice could be done and wouldn't simply be covered up. It's been very satisfying to finally be able to make use of them."

She chuckled, before relaxing in her seat.

"And the fact that both journalists keep helping Lieutenant Branagh is also part of the plan, I take it?"

Aeon shrugged innocently.

"Well, they make for a good team. All of them are good people, and competent in their field. They've all been informed of Umbrella by now, and want to protect the city. Honestly, Marvin looked ready to spit in disgust when he told me the mayor had declined his request of getting weapons and equipment from Insight Corp. for the RPD, but as it is, I don't think the mayor is going to stay in his office for long. While he and Irons were known as good friends for years, it's obvious that he hadn't known of Irons'… darker side, especially considering he has a daughter who fits Irons' taste exactly, a fact that had actually been motivating him to help the investigation into Irons rather than fight against it. All of this doesn't change the fact that the public no longer trusts him, however."

Aeon paused. "The fact that several of his subordinates were caught taking bribes doesn't help."

Jill grunted.

"Yes, but in the meantime, he's holding back the RPD from getting the weapons they'll desperately need."

She sighed, passing a hand through her messed up hair and being reminded of the fact she badly needed a shower.

She got up, shaking her head.

"Well, we'll do whatever it takes to save the city, with or without the mayor's help. I need to take a shower right now."

She left, going to a different bathroom than Rebecca's. Not that it mattered much, she had already seen (and thoroughly kissed) the woman's whole body, but she wanted to be alone with her thoughts for a little while.

As she took off her clothes and stepped into the rather huge shower stall, which she was almost certain had been made large specifically to better allow for shower sex, she let the warm water fall down her shoulders with a sigh, closing her eyes in satisfaction as she basked in the heat.

The last two months had seemingly passed in a blink of an eye, even as they had brought changes in her life that she could have never imagined.

The mission into the Arklay Mountains… the meeting with the three people who turned out to be eldritch gods… her decision and ensuing training as a Huntress…

The mind-blowing sex, she thought with a smirk. And of course, Aeon and Oedon had actually turned her into a Jill sandwich, the smug bastards. I'd curse your name, Barry, but damn, that had been amazing.

She hadn't actually expected them to ambush her and Rebecca as they had by quite literally leading them into their bedroom, but then she really should have.

These two, alongside Lucy, had been looking forward to getting into her pants pretty much from the moment they met… and Jill didn't regret letting them do so at all, even if she had needed Rebecca's healing magic to actually be able to walk the day after.

Especially with the fact that she had needed Rebecca's healing magic to actually be able to walk the day after.

At least they didn't have to worry about pregnancies, since Aeon had actually admitted he could turn off his ability to be fertile at will a few days before that night happened.

Though he had also pointed out he could do the opposite, guaranteeing pregnancy, which was… pretty hot, honestly.

Rebecca certainly seemed to approve, if the flash of lust and enthusiasm in her green eyes at his words were anything to go by.

For someone six years younger than her and obviously a lot less experienced in sex, she had certainly turned out to be quite the kinky little minx… not that Jill was much better these days.

Aeon and the others, as it turned out, had quite the libidos… and now that they had their first time together, they hadn't been shy about going for a repeat.

A repeat that had happened quite a few times by now.

Aeon had jokingly called it "stamina training," a joke which sadly felt all too true considering how often the two huntresses had been fucked into unconsciousness.

And that's without mentioning what happened when Oedon brought out the BDSM gear…

Jill shuddered at the memories, her pussy moistening, before she shook her head.

She was trying to distract herself from what was really weighing on her mind: the incoming Raccoon City Outbreak.

It wouldn't be long now, only a few days, and then the streets of her birth city would be filled with shambling undead as far as even her enhanced eyes could see, much like they were in the simulations.

And whether the city lived or died would be determined partially by her actions during the coming days.

For a moment, she tried to imagine what would have happened if Aeon and the others weren't there to help, if Insight Corp. didn't exist, if she had been on her own in a city of the dead.

An old, faded memory, of a vision she had when she first became a Huntress, was brought to the forefront of her mind, of a mushroom cloud rising in the horizon while she sat in a helicopter, tired, bloody, beaten and having barely survived hell, a feeling of bitter failure in her throat, and she ruthlessly removed that image from her mind.

No, it won't go like that. She won't let it go like that.

The gods she had come to trust with her very life, heart, and soul will not let it happen like that.

"You've been staring at that wall for several minutes, you know." came a soft whisper over her right shoulder, muscled arms going around her waist and Aeon's broad chest pressing against her bare back as he knelt behind her due to how tall he was. His hands went to her taut stomach, which she had noticed in recent weeks became even more chiseled than usual due to her intense regime as a Huntress of the Dream.

She smiled, her blue eyes opening.

"I've been thinking of you." she replied.

"Good things, I hope?" he joked, before kissing her right shoulder.

"Hmm… You could say that."

She turned around, hugging Aeon close to her and letting her head rest on his left shoulder.

"Something tells me there's more than just me on your mind, though. What's bugging you?"

She huffed slightly, lips quirking upward.

"Did you read my mind?" she wondered.

"Natural empath. I can feel your emotions." he replied.

"Sounds useful."

"And you are stalling."

She sighed, closing her eyes and hugging him harder.

"I know, I know. It's… well, I can't help but worry."

"The outbreak, huh?"

She nodded. "What else?" she replied softly.

"You're worried all our preparations won't be enough."

"Yeah. I can't imagine what would have happened if you and the others weren't there… or rather, I can, and it's that outcome that scares me. The city falling to hordes of abominations… the military blowing up the city, leaving only a crater behind… 100,000 people dead, for no other crime other than being at the wrong place at the wrong time, where the madness of a few human monsters will end up spreading to the rest of the world. I owe you so much already, for your help at the Mansion, for telling me and the others what we were up against, for helping us all fight against Umbrella… even for the chance to be Huntresses, teaching us things that me and Rebecca couldn't have possibly dreamed of if not for you..."

"... yet you can't help but fear for the worst." he finished softly.

She felt a bit ashamed at that, knowing that she should have put more trust, more faith into the literal god in her arms… but she nodded anyway.

"Yes. I am."

Aeon sighed.

"Listen Jill, it's alright to be scared. It's alright to have doubts. The human mind has literally evolved to think that way, because it helps people stay alive by focusing and planning for anything that could go wrong. So don't feel guilty for not having complete trust, or faith, in us… in me."

"But-"

"Empath, remember? I felt that burst of shame."

She grunted. "Maybe it's not so useful after all…" she grumbled.

He snorted. "Nonsense. It helps make sure those around me are happy, and not suffering in silence. And speaking of which… look Jill, those feelings, they just aren't going to just go away. They won't go until it's all over, one way or another. Again, the human mind is built that way, whether we like it or not. But you know what? That's alright. Your fears are exactly that. Fears. Not facts. Not an absolute, unchangeable destiny. So do as you've always done whenever you go into a mission. Push back those fears, acknowledge them for what they are, useful only if they are helpful in coming up with ways of keeping you and those you care about alive, and then move on and do what you need to do despite those fears. No one is without fear, Jill. Not even me."

She chuckled. "Kinda seems that way, sometimes."

Or all the time, really. Even in his memories of Yharnam, he had hardly shown fear. Rage, determination, and many other things certainly, but fear? Not really.

And not once in his time by her side as she seen fear in him either.

He sighed. "To be honest, I was pretty much terrified throughout my entire stay in Yharnam."

She jerked back, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Wait, really?"

He scoffed. "Jill, I was stuck in a hellhole, where I could either go mad, turn into a bloodthirsty monster, or end up an eldritch god's puppet if I fucked up. And that's not including all the deaths and everything else I went through. I would have to be mad to not be terrified."

He paused.

"Well, even more mad than I already am." he joked.

She frowned. "But you hardly-"

"Jill." he interrupted her firmly. "I had no time to be scared in Yharnam. I had no time to do anything but keep moving, because I feared that, if I truly stopped… I would have broken. Did you really think that I never thought about just… staying in the Dream? By the side of the Doll, far away from the horrors lurking beyond? Of course I did. But I refused to give in. I knew it would just be running away, hiding from my issues… from everyone's problems. True freedom, true happiness… I could only claim it by fighting and killing, until there was nothing left to kill anymore. I sometimes make jokes about killing my nightmares… but it's because that's what I did."

He sighed, hugging her close.

"I fought and killed the beasts and madmen of Yharnam, and even gods that would see me as just a toy for their amusement, or would see me enslaved to their wills. I kept on fighting because there was no other choice. I knew that even death would be a mercy, compared to the fate that could await me if I failed. I was legitimately terrified… but I did not let that fear control or dominate me. Instead, I used it as motivation. I used it as yet another weapon in my arsenal, one that would see me through all my battles there. Fear, Jill, is a weapon. And it will always belong to either one of two kinds of people: you, or your enemies. I just refused to ever let it be used against me… until a time came when there was no one left who could do so."

Jill stayed silent, thinking deeply over everything that she had heard.

It surprised her to hear him, of all people, say such things… but maybe it shouldn't have been.

Courage wasn't the absence of fear, it was facing your fears head-on and pushing through anyway.

And who better to understand and embody that concept than the Good Hunter himself, who had stared down gods in the eyes without flinching?

"In other words, it's like a saying I heard once: Being an adult is all about making others think you know what you're doing, even when you really, really don't." he joked, utterly breaking the serious mood of the moment.

Jill snorted, smirking. "That explains a lot. So you've actually been flying by the seat of your pants all along, internally screaming in terror all this time? Just wait until I let Rebecca know!"

"Oh, are those fighting words I hear?" he chuckled throatily, sending pleasurable shivers down her spine. "Let's see if you can back them up then!"

Naturally, Aeon didn't waste time taking revenge for her sass.

By the time it was all said and done, Jill needed another shower, but if she gave a tight, grateful hug to Aeon before he left, well, that was only between the two of them to know about.

Same with the reason she hugged him tightly at night from then on, a peaceful expression on her face as she did so.

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A.N: Alright! Here is the next chapter, in which we continue the preparations for the Raccoon City Outbreak.
First we have the dinner and ensuing sex scene! I hope you all enjoyed them, since it was an interesting challenge to write a fivesome like this one.
We follow that with more preparations towards the outbreak, such as gathering allies and removing threats before they can become problems.
And yes, the meeting with the Blackwatch general, for the most part, was in favor of Blackwatch. They got new guns and made only vague promises of support in the end.
Blackwatch was always going to get involved in Racoon City anyway, it's literally their job, and taking on Umbrella was something they would have done gleefully without Insight Corp. pushing them towards it.
What Lucy got was Randall being more willing to sacrifice soldiers for the city in order to get combat data on B.O.W.s when they are faced with laser weapons. The fact is that he is fully aware of what is about to happen before the outbreak hits, allowing him to react faster, and, more importantly, gaining an agreement that he would help stonewall any attempt to burn the city down unless they have no choice is good, too.
That's going to be important later on, when the head of the Family will try to throw his weight around in the Pentagon in order to try and see the city burn.
Oh, and the shit-ton of money Insight Corp. just made, alongside the numerous governmental contracts that will follow, on top of the tacit agreement with the US government that Insight Corp. will be free to crush other rival companies that were involved with Umbrella for a few years before the US will step in to "officially" rein everyone in.
And we finish with some Jill/Aeon goodness, because character interactions are important.
Still, with all that being said, I hope you all enjoyed this update! Next time, we will continue with the long awaited Yharnam simulation! And potentially the beginning of the outbreak, depending on how much (or little) that simulation will take off the next chapter...