Raven's Stash of Resident Evil x Reader Things

Rachel's S/O Making Sure She Survives the T-Abyss Virus

(Gender ambiguous).

Includes: Rachel Foley (Revelations).

Warnings: blood, violence, gore.

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You're quickly growing worried. A few minutes ago, you found Rachel's gun in the middle of a corridor. There were no clear signs of a struggle, but you were quick to note that she was out of ammo. Before you both parted ways to complete your missions, you watched her load a fresh clip into it.

The Queen Zenobia seems like a ghost ship. The only other living souls you've seen so far are your fellow FBC agents, so what could she have possibly used all of her bullets on?

More importantly, where the hell has she gone? Is she okay?

You continue to poke around the area she's meant to be in.

That's when you hear a distant scream.

'Rachel?!'

You increase your pace and start heading in the direction it came from, calling out her name.

You round a corner, hastily descending the steps before you.

A large window stretches across the wall on the floor below. On the other side of the glass, you can see slimy monsters and someone with a familiar head of blonde hair.

It's her. It's Rachel. She's being cornered. You need to get in there.

Where's the door?

'Where's the damn door?!'

A spongy hand catches her by the throat, effortlessly lifting her into the air. She claws at the warped fingers to no avail.

'There!' That's your way in!

You barge into the room and raise your weapon.

An almost featureless head splits open and a thick tongue slithers out toward her face.

You fire. Three rounds smack wetly into the monster. The first hits its shoulder, the second goes straight through its bicep, and the third embeds itself in the side of its head. It staggers a bit, its nasty tongue flailing like a fish out of water. The rings of teeth at the end of the appendage scrape Rachel's forearm before falling limp.

Then, the monster straightens up abruptly, throwing her right into the window. She hits the reinforced glass quite hard and lands limply on the floor.

"No! Fuck!"

With a series of nasty squelching noises, three more creatures slide out of the vents lining the ceiling.

You keep shooting, the panic coursing through your veins reaching an intensity you've never experienced before. For a moment, these things not dying becomes a very real concern of yours.

Eventually, though, thankfully, they fall, dissolving into a nasty goop as they do so.

You reholster your weapon, hands shaking like mad. "...Rachel?" You run over to her, nearly slipping on the gore-mottled floor before dropping to your knees beside her. "Rae? Hey. Are you still with me? Please still be with me..."