Wesker's daughter

As Aconite woke, she pretended to sleep still as she took in her surroundings.

She could still feel the collar around her neck but not the bindings around her wrists and ankles and could hear two people off to her left.

The voices registered as Saddler and Mendez, and from what she could hear, they were speaking Spanish.

"¿Estás seguro de este señor Saddler? No creo que una sola plaga sea suficiente para esta. (Are you certain about this lord Saddler? I do not believe that a single plaga will be enough for this one)" 

" Ten fe, Mendez, ¿ya te he equivocado? (Have faith Mendez, have I lead you wrong yet?)"

"No señor, pero este me preocupa. Su padre ya nos ha causado muchos problemas. (No sir, but this one concerns me. Her father has already caused us a great deal of trouble.)"

"Eso puede ser, pero ahora tenemos algo de mayor valor para él. (That may be, but now we have something of greater value to him.)"

"Muy bien. Ella esta despertando Veamos si la plaga ha funcionado. (Very well. She is waking. Let us see if the plaga has worked.)"

'So I'll need to be cautious of Mendez," Aconite thought as she made a show of waking.

"Ah, good morning, sister, I pray you are in a better mood today." Saddler greeted as he walked over to assist her in sitting up.

"Brother, it's so strange," Aconite whimpered as she clutched her head in false pain, "I cannot remember anything. How did I get here? Why am I chained?" Aconite pleaded as she saw Saddler raise his staff.

Knowing that it was how he controlled the ganados and that her eyes should glow under its influence, she manipulated her body to react as if the plaga had succeeded.

"Calm sister," Saddler began as he lowered his staff, and Aconite internally smiled as both men fell for her act, "you were sick, and to keep you from harming yourself and others, we were forced to restrain you. Mendez, undo her bindings so our sister may freshen up in the bathroom."

Saddler ordered as he stroked her hair.

"Thank you, brother, may I?" she asked once free, internally gaging when Mendez's hand lingered on her breast a bit too long.

'Pig, I'll kill you for that later,' she internally hissed as she headed for the bathroom door at Saddler's nod.

Once in the bathroom, she locked the door and practically ripped the nightgown she'd been changed into off before turning the shower on to it's hottest setting.

After she successfully scrubbed her skin raw, she left the shower to put on the royal purple evening gown with slits going from her ankles to mid-thigh. "This'll be easy to fight in," she muttered to herself as she used her tendrils to tie the built-in corset that would have required assistance otherwise.

"Is everything okay, sister?" Saddler's voice called through the door.

"Yes, I'll be out in a minute," she called back as she braided her hair.

"That dress suits you," Saddler commented once she rejoined him in the bedroom, noting Mendez had left as she did.

"Did the T-virus turn your hair white?" the cult leader asked as she sat in a chair near him.

"Yes, along with other experiments."

"I am sorry to hear that. I am afraid that you will be unable to leave this room for the time being. Mendez will stay with you for now."

"Whatever for?"

"An enemy who wishes to harm you, my dear." Saddler said, and Aconite had to restrain a snort as she shouted 'Bullshit' within her mind. 

"Very well, brother, please be careful." 

When Saddler left Aconite waited near the door with her hands turned into a giant mallet for Mendez, striking him over the head the moment he entered the room before bolting down the hall.

"Gotta get out of here and find Leon," she grunted to herself, running through the halls of what seemed to be a castle of some sort.

It was as she reached an intersection, however, that she ran face-to-chest into a blond man.

"Oi, watch where the hell you're go-Aconite?!" the man sputtered as he stared down at her prone form on the floor.

"Jack? Jack Krauser? Been a while." she groaned as she looked up at the man, taking his proffered hand to get up.

"What in the hell are you doing here?!" Jack demanded as she shook her head.

"Now isn't the time!" Aconite hissed as she heard thundering footsteps sounding behind her.

Jack looked past her to see Mendez rampaging like a bull in a china shop and nodded, grabbing her hand with a quickly barked, "Follow me!" before dragging her behind him.

Navigating the halls, Jack didn't stop his near-running pace until they reached the bedroom near the castle garden.

"We should be fine for the moment." Jack huffed as he leaned against the wall for support, Aconite sitting in a nearby chair.

"Great, it's been a while, Jack. Two years if I recall." Aconite responded as her virus shifted beneath her skin, Jack's eyes glued to the tendril's movements.

"Sounds about right, a bit after..." 

"Operation Javier when you and Leon came back with Manuela. Funnily enough, I seem to remember being told you were dead." Aconite said icily, tendrils raising from her shoulders in her anger.

"Right...what are you doing here? At the castle, I mean. I'm assuming you were sent after Ashley Graham."

"Saddler, it seems," Aconite began as she had some tendrils form a makeshift eyepatch, "wanted to use a plaga to control me before ransoming me to my father. Intended to use me as a spy, sadly for him, however, my virus didn't react well to the plaga and got consumed by it."

Aconite informed as she stretched, causing Jack to smirk.

"And that you're one of, if not the, best actors and honey trap agents out there," Jack grunted as Aconite looked around the room, grabbing the spindle from the top of the canopy bed as she searched for a weapon.

"That I am, why did you fake your death? Leon was miserable for months." 

"It was a necessity I'm afraid."

"Necessity," Aconite parroted before stomping toward him, "and just how was it a 'necessity.'" she demanded as she punched the wall beside his head.

"I was discharged by the military Aconite," Jack began as he warily stared at the fist embedded in the stone beside his head, "because of my arm. I wasn't able to function as a civi, and I fell into a bad place." 

As he spoke, Aconite removed her hand from the wall and gave him a clear 'go on' look as she crossed her arms. 

"It was two months after my discharge that someone approached me, claiming they could fix my arm. At that point, I was looking at 25 to life in federal prison, so I took their offer."

Jack claimed, and Aconite felt her heart stop, why did she feel like she knew EXACTLY who gave Jack the offer?

"And who was this person? If it's who I think it is, I will kick you in the balls so hard your great, great-grandchildren will feel it." she hissed, and Jack winced at the threat knowing she'd try to do it.

"The man who approached me was Albert Wesker, your father," Jack muttered and had to dodge as Aconite swiped her claws at him.

"My FATHER?! You're working for HIM?! After EVERYTHING, I told you about him?!" Aconite roared as Jack dodged her attacks by the bare minimum. 

"What in the hell were you thinking, Jack?!" she demanded incredulously as Jack put the canopy bed between them. 

"Maybe not the best idea, I'm not turning on him." 

Jack said as he fought a shiver at the glacial glare he was receiving.

"Of course you won't," Aconite sighed as she retracted her claws, it was pointless to fight him at the moment. 

"How's Leon?" Jack asked after an awkward silence overtook the room.

"Good, we're engaged now. Have been since he returned from Operation Javier."

"So he finally popped the question, huh? 'Bout damn time, kid never shut up about you during downtime." Jack smirked before reaching into his pocket as it started vibrating to pull out a cell.

Keeping an eye on the still pissed off Aconite, he looked at the caller id before answering and putting the phone on speaker.

: What's your status:

"We have a complication,"

: Have you been discovered?:

"No, but-"

"Hello, father," Aconite greeted as she moved around the bed to be heard clearly.

: Little Star?:

"Indeed, I'm one of the agents sent to rescue the president's daughter. Who I think you helped this cult get ahold of since Jack Krauser is here."

: Are you alright?:

She heard her father ask, what sounded like actual concern coloring his tone.

"Do you really care?"

: Little Star, I may have betrayed your trust, but I never once lied about caring for you. I pray that Birkin delivered my letter.:

"He did, you'll have to forgive my skepticism. Also, you didn't deny my claim about Ms. Graham."

: Why are you with Krauser?:

"Saddler captured me, separating me from my partner, and planned to use a plaga to make me a spy before ransoming me to you. Needless to say, my virus didn't respond to the invader very well."

: Your partner?:

"Leon Scott Kennedy, another survivor of Raccoon City who I escaped with along with Sherry. He's also my fiance of two years."

: Fiance?:

Wesker coughed over the line, and Aconite smirked.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm getting married. Chris even agreed to walk me down the aisle."

Aconite gloated at the disbelief in his voice; it wasn't often that someone pulled a fast one on Albert Wesker of all people.

: And just how much does he know of your past?:

"Everything, my time in the labs, you, my condition, and he STILL loves me. He wants to shoot you for being one of the scientists, by the way."

: Wonderfull: Wesker said, the word dripping in sarcasm.

"Leo isn't going anywhere, Daddy," she said, clearly mocking him with the title, "so don't even THINK about trying to get rid of him. You lost that right when you chose Umbrella over me."

: Little Star, I did-:

"Save. It. As far as I am concerned, you chose them over your own daughter." Aconite hissed as she glared at the phone in Jack's hand as said man looked around awkwardly.

'It's like a damn soap opera with them!' Jack thought before hearing his boss hang up and returning the phone to his pocket as Aconite cracked her neck.

"Jack, you have any idea where Leon or Ashley are?"

"Ashley is being held in the church last I checked. As for Leon, I was witness to him running into the big ass salamander in the lake, Del Lago."

"Where would I be able to reunite with him the quickest?"

"One moment, what gear do you have?"

"All my gear was taken when Mendez brought me here, and I was forced into this damn dress."

"Take this then," Jack said as he pulled out a map of the area and a standard Glock pistol.

"If Leon follows the path I think he will; wait here near the gondola, and you'll find him within a few hours," Jack said as he marked the map.

"There is a storage building nearby along with a merchant stand. The guy may not be there as he moves around constantly, and he only takes pesetas. Take mine since I don't need them," Jack said as he handed her a pouch, "there should be around 30,000 Pts. in there."

"Why give me this?"

"Hell if I know, just go," Jack grunted as he leads her to the castle drawbridge.

"Thank you, Jack,"

"Go."