《Hail to the King (RE8 Harem/fanfic)》Chapter 13 - Under the Surface
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Allow me to say first, im no enemy here-
Those are bold words for someone dressed like a goth overlord wannabe using a Terra Saver corpse and my dead friend to access confidential Terra Saver information...
.......
........
The two sit in silence as they look around the scene for a moment.
Well?
There is no good way to answer you! I am dressed darkly. I am using your computer. Your friend is dead but not by me-
Do you know how then?
No.
Where are the others?
No idea.
.... Who are you?
I think it's fair you answer some of my questions now.
She responds by pulling hammer back on the guy she has held to his head.
I recommend you start playing nice and tell me something I wanna hear.
Claire presses the gun harder to Y/n head but he remains silent. Claire turns when she hears something like a bucket drop in the distant tunnels.
With extreme precision and quick hands Y/n takes her gun and points it back at her now seeing her face for the first time.
I'll have you know, answering your question with a gun to my head was playing nice so don't challenge my good will.
Have you seen any other members of Terra Saver?
Persistent, even at gun point. I respect that... Seen no, heard yes... Someone called Jesse.
Jesse's alive?!-
M.I.A actually.
Y/n pulls out the radio and tosses it to Claire.
Last I heard anything from it was... An hour ago, but she did say meet at the reservoir.
Shannon... This was her radio... You said you had no idea-
I plucked it from a dead guys pocket, emphasis on 'guy' in this case. Whatever happened to Shannon was done before I arrived..... Look im sorry about your friends-
: Don't.
Claire glared at Y/n passed the gun barrel, he sighed and handed her the pistol back.
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She looked at it confused but took it and the radio, Y/n dusts himself off and picks up the laptop as he walked passed her.
Just because you didn't shot me means i trust you.
When the fuck did i ask you to trust me?
She hesitates then follows him.
I need that laptop back.
When im done with it-
It doesn't work like that.
Your gonna be a problem aren't you?.... Look, I don't care about your mold business but right now I have business in the reservoir to attend too.
Well the only way anyone is getting to the reservoir is by boat... The enter valley under the sluce gate is flooded... But i have a boat key~
Y/n stops in his tracks, he rubs his eyes with a tired sigh before turning to Claire who jiggles a silver key with a salmon key chain.
...... I see where this is going... Fine, I'll give you the laptop if it means a seat in the boat to the reservoir BUT you owe me a few answers for the many questions I have...
You got yourself a deal... As long you help me find my people... Person... Jesse is the last person I came with who isn't confirmed dead...
Well then... No use standing here then...
He gives her a half hearted smile, inside though he was begrudgingly handing the laptop back but it was the best choice. Plus she seemed like someone he might want on his side.
Alright, the boat isn't far from here. Follow me.
Claire takes the lead as her and y/n make their way through the dark wet tunnels, eventually the reluctant duo made it to the boat.
I'll steer while you sit away from me and not touch anything.
So you know how to operate a probably 10-year old commerical use motor?
Like driving a car.
Not really-
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No arguing, in the boat.
Y/n put his hands up and got in first sitting at the head of the small vessel, Claire got in and hunched over motor to pull the chord; however, this hunched position gave him a great view of a firm toned Redfield ass bouncing each time she pulled the chord.
With some effort she got the motor going.
You ever driven forklift?
No why?
Before he could retort Claire steers the boat into a rock less then two feet away from launch.
Because in your seat left is...... Move.
Y/n waved his hand and Claire swapped spots with him, he managed to get it off the wall and the two were slowly making progress now.
Okay so left is right not left...
Correct.
Right, so might as well do names then?
Your Claire Redfield, long standing field operator for the TS.
How the fuck-
Your company hosted a military banquet in order to educate soldiers on the dangers of bio-chem warfare and disease... It was boring...
The Manhattan meeting... So that puts me at a disadvantage Mr...
What is your team's purpose here?
You skipped my question-
The deal was I gave you the laptop and the boat was my place for questions not yours...
There was a long pause, Claire looked at the torches lining the cavern walls and rubbed her head pondering her response.
It started out as strictly information gathering, spy on the town for a day then ask the locals a few questions no longer then two hours of interaction then we bail... The moment we got here though... A giant hammer twirling... Monster separated us...
Quickly found out this wasn't the first wave but a full on plague?
Yeah, fucking magnificent find. Shannon and Jesse said over the radio they'd find a house to bunker in... Meanwhile Mike and myself got lost in the tunnels while being chased by Magneto...
Heisenberg...
You know him?
You haven't had the same honor I had... Met all the lords and Mother Miranda, I owe Heisenberg a visit for the iron suit he stuffed me in... But Lady Dimitrescu is fine... Very fine~
Y/n muttered that last part as Claire spoke up again.
Lady Dimitrescu? The castle, that's were Shannon went to get help after she and Jesse set up in a house outside of town! Was Shannon-
Y/n and Claire locked eyes, if Shannon arrived at the castle before or after he left there was no doubt she was food for the girls by now. Y/n just returned Claire's gaze with a sad shake of the head.
So all my friends are dead...
Y/n looked at Claire with a hint of remorse, long ago he went through the same pain.
He leaned over and placed a hand on hers.
Look Claire, even if that's true we are here to fight for them... They would never let you hear the end of it if you quit now, so let's go figure this out...
Claire looked down at his hand she pulled hiding her faint blush.
Yeah... Your right... Thank you...
Plus we haven't found Jesse yet and by what I heard she sounded like a strong woman.
Woman?
Y/n and Claire emerged from the caves to find a almost completely submerged village.
As they did they watched a house on the verge of sinking fall in sending a small torrent of waves at the boat.
Woah fuck....
Wait you said Jesse was a woman!
Yeah... At least it was a woman's voice over the radio...
Jesse is a guy, a 38-year old man with two kids...
But... Then who... Who said bring the Transmitter?... Claire...
Yeah... Someone lured both of us here...
End of Ch.13
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