His beautiful pet, he thought you died with Raccoon City. Raiding one of Umbrella's old facilities, he found you years later. an old colleague and rival very much alive and standing in his WAY.

((Reader can be a former S.T.A.R.S member, scientist, or experiment))

Inspired by the House of Memories song by PATD

He had no idea when he met you... your existence would bring him such hell. He had no idea now years later that you would haunt his dreams with the ghost of your touch.. The apparition of your scent still lingering like a nightmare. You had worked together in secret. He had seen you transform into something new long before he himself had..

Then you had been thrust upon his life as he had become your handler. But all of that had been ripped apart when the mansion incident had happened.. Incinerated when the City of Raccoon had fallen. And you with it...or so he was lead to believe.

Almost ten years later he finds himself wondering about the wasted potential. He was a god now.. and you had been a goddess before him. You both could have ruled side by side.. in each other's arms...

The missed opportunities and the shared looks. The damned kisses that would never come to fruition. Is it the virus in him that craves the match you once were? Or is it the man.. the scientist's curiosity that let's his dreams wander about touching you. Covering your soft mouth with his.. raking his hands through your hair. Claiming what was always and forever meant to be his from the start.....

All the thoughts of bastard affection or need that rotted within his gullet like molded bread. You were the closest thing to love he allowed. But now you were standing before him, weapon in hand , very much alive. Not a specter of his past, or a feverish dream he awoke screaming from every night. You were here to stop him. Crimson eyes narrowed, he took a commanding step forward..letting you press the means to his undoing against a leather clad chest.

"Seems I underestimated you, dear heart...is has been so very long.."