Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy/Claire Redfield
Characters: Leon S. Kennedy, Claire Redfield, Chris Redfield (Resident Evil), Ingrid Hunnigan
Additional Tags: Post-Resident Evil Revelations 2, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Canon Compliant, Mostly Canon Compliant, Claire and Leon aren't exactly together but aren't exactly not together, Established Relationship, Pre-Resident Evil 6, Complicated Relationships, semi-established relationships, Mentioned Moira Burton
Series: Part 6 of One Meeting at a Time
Summary:
February 2011 - Leon tries to help Claire after she is rescued from the Baltic Sea.
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Claire: I’m alive don’t worry
Leon stared at the text on his phone, a mixture of relief and worry coursing through him. She was alive, but why hadn’t she said more? Frankly, the text made him worry a lot. He tried calling her phone, but it rang once before going to voicemail.
Leon: I’m so glad you’re okay. I was so worried. Please call me when you get a chance.
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Smooth, pale: this is Natalia Alex's skin now.
Wesker runs his fingertips over her body, in his eyes the suspicion having given way to wonder - something horribly like relief.
"You are tickling me." she tells him when he touches her ribs, her laughter reverberating in his chest, between his bones.
Alex tilts her chin to the left, placing her hand on his knee.
"It hurts." she murmurs, and he knows she must have heard it too as he fell and burned and melted from the inside and…
"It will never go back to the way it was before." she adds, coaxing a tangle of scars and shriveled skin on his knee.
"The damage was too great." she goes on, sliding her forefinger down his leg and following a jagged line, reddened around its edges.
She stops, her hand disappearing below the level of the water, in the foam that tastes like Sicilian cedar and bluebell.
She bows her head and Wesker can't resist the urge to push her hair away from her neck, kissing the back.
Alex chuckles, moving and swinging the water around them - warm, reassuring.
She turns away, settling between his thighs and studying his face with a gentle, delicate intensity that makes him feel exposed, weak.
You've aged, Al." she contemplates, brushing against a cut on his right temple, a whitish cord between his ribs, where he had risen as the Adam of a distorted Eden.
"It fits you." she whispers, locking her fingers around his cock and leaning towards him.
“The scars are a reminder, Albert; we were created - breeding - to be perfect, free from impurities and mistakes, and yet here we are: failed and wrong and with nothing to remind us why."
Wesker leans back, allowing himself to be overwhelmed by Alex - by a feeling that had nourished him, reducing him to the primitive essence of need.
A hunger that had made him no different from the infected - from the beasts he had been called to command.
Alex kisses him, blood between their thighs, under his tongue; in a heart burned and blackened by loneliness.
"Can I sleep with you, Al?"
When he thrusts into her it's like breathing again.
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Isaac Graves Diary
Resident Evil 3 remake found by Jill in the lab
“The pay was generous, the benefits were good.
Most importantly, they promised me I'd be contributing to state-of-the-art medical tech research. For a university teacher stuck working in Nowhere, America, it was a golden opportunity, like winning the lottery. So I went for it. I made the pitch to my family and we agreed to move here to Raccoon City.
Well, hindsight is 20/20, because this lab is a den of monsters who conduct cruel and barbaric experiments for the sole purpose of taking human life in the most sickening way possible.
It's messed up. The world needs to know. But every time I work up enough courage to blow the whistle, I think of Penny and Casey and immediately chicken out.
Umbrella owns this town. There was this guy they caught trying to smuggle out company secrets. They essentially fed him to one of the Betas. FED HIM. I saw the whole thing.
I got my wife and daughter into this. I just need to do my job. Do as I'm told. For their sake.
But let this be testament that I do have a conscience, and that I've learned my lesson.“
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It's a milky, cold dawn that welcomes the awareness that it's over: that he stopped, no longer chasing the ghosts and delusions of another man.
"Only one of those children survived: you."
It's Alex's body against his, a languid, satiated feeling in his belly.
Wesker tilts his head down, looking at her - a sixteen-year-old girl who has claimed every part of him until hours ago.
He brushes her cheek with the knuckles of his hand - the sharp, elegant cheekbone; a profile that presses to reappropriate what belongs to her, reassembling itself in the image of the woman he remembered.
He loved.
Alex opens her eyes, the iris a transparent, icy blue.
Wesker leans over her, tracing her eyebrow with his thumb.
"Yesterday there was still brown." he murmurs and Alex sketches a sleepy, quiet smile.
"Not anymore." she says, stretching upwards and entwining one leg wih his - still wet between her thighs, blood and semen.
Wesker seems to lose himself in her, studying her in silence, then touching her lips and pressing his thumb to her canine.
Alex giggles, making room under the sheet and wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Sleep, Al." she whispers, rubbing her face against his chest and closing her eyes.
"Now you can do it." she concludes, her voice little more than a breath.
Wesker inhales hard and she rises and falls with him - angular, welcoming hips, on which his handprints blooms in a mix of purple and red.
Claim and possession: supplication and confession.
Loving her had been the one choice he'd never had to make.
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god damn im having alex wesker brainrot rn i have so many hcs for her
and sometimes i forget em i need to put them in a document
god i love writing her sm
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I just found out that a lot of people in the Resident Evil community don't really know Claire's role in Terrasave and think that she is - just - a civilian with no reason to be in Death Island... So I decided to make this post to clarify a few things.
After the end of Resident Evil Revelations 2, Claire began serving as a Terrasave's scout, where her team's mission is to investigate rumors of events around the world that may be caused by bio-organic weapons. And once a biohazard is indeed confirmed, their job is to isolate the area and call in reinforcements (usually the BSAA) to deal with the threat.
Her main goal is to unravel and stop disasters like the one in Raccoon City before they even happen.
In Resident Evil Heavenly Island, Claire went to an island to investigate the report of mutated animals and ended up getting involved in a conspiracy leading to unraveling secrets of Spencer's past.
Now, according to a new synopsis, the same thing happened on Death Island, where Claire's investigation into strange reports of dead whales led her to cross paths with Leon, Chris, Jill and Rebecca.
Claire's role against bioterrorism may not be focused on combat specifically like others, but she has never stopped helping the cause and has been active in the field for a couple of years now.
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