Irene made her way back to the meeting hall as fast as her legs could carry. Karl had found Ethan Winters and Miranda would need to know what was going on. As she drew closer to the meeting room, Irene could hear the chattering going on. Some voices were overlapping but it was obvious who spoke out.
"What do you mean the plan has changed already?!" Spoke Alcina in her booming voice, standing up as Irene came through the door.
"It wasn't intentional, Alcina. That man was the one who decided to screw everything up for us. I would have been able to do this quietly had it not been for him." Miranda stated as she held up her hand to the other woman that practically towered over everyone else. Irene came in quietly as they talked, moving to stand by her mistress. "All we can do now is go forward with the ceremony. We've already disposed of the villagers, down to the last bit. Now we just wait for—. Oh...hello sweetie."
Irene stood there with her breath gone and face red from the cold air. "Karl will be along shortly and he's found someone here who's not one of ours. He's dealing with him right now."
Everyone's eyes turned to Irene when she spoke those words. Miranda furrowed her brow beneath her mask and turned to face Irene slowly, lifting the girl's head to meet her gaze. "What do you mean, dear? There shouldn't be anyone left now that the lycans have had their fill."
"I-I don't know how to say this, Mother Miranda...but it's Ethan Winters. He's made his way to the village." A commotion then started up amongst everyone again and Miranda turned to them once more.
"Silence! This means nothing will change in the plan. Ethan won't be able to stop us. Now that we have his precious wife and child..." The chatter died down to mere mutters and their eyes turned to Miranda as she spoke out. "Needless to say, Heisenberg is taking care of him as we speak. And speaking of..." The man came in with Ethan trailed behind and chained up so he couldn't get out of the binds. Ethan was definitely unconscious from what Irene could see in her point of view. "One Ethan Winters coming right up. He was there at the entrance trying to go somewhere."
"Nosey man thing he is, hm? If he was where you say he was then he was probably trying to get to my home." Alcina spoke out, taking a long drag off her cigarette. Irene tried to step from around Miranda, who wouldn't let her move another inch. "So what do we do with him?"
"Feed him to the lycans? He already survived out there with them I say we throw him back out." Karl insisted as he sat down on the pew behind him, looking over to where Miranda stood and then to Irene. "What about you, sweetheart?"
"Oh I didn't think I had a right to have an opinion to that..." Irene tried to step back further but Miranda pulled her back by the arm. "Nonsense, my love. You have every right to decide just as much as we do. So what is your choice?" Everyone's eyes went to Irene and she wanted to shrink back, but if she did Miranda would only insist further. It made her nervous. How could she decide on an innocent man's life? A man who just wanted his daughter back? "Maybe we could use him to some further extent of the plan."
"I think that's a great choice but there are others to consider." Miranda looked at the two on each side of her. "Donna and Moreau? Anything from you?"
"No ma'am I don't have anything but torture..." Donna spoke softly and Angie jumped down off her lap and ran over to Ethan, who was beginning to stir on the floor. Moreau followed the doll to look at Ethan as well, only expressing his disgust as well. "Just drown him! I think that's a cruel enough fate."
"Alcina?"
"The man is of no real use to anyone else. And my daughters do so love...entertaining foreigners. Furthermore, I can ensure you if you entrust the mortal to House Dimitrescu, my daughters and I shall deliver the finest cups of his slaughtered blood." Ethan was waking up and he wasn't taking it well to where he was at with Moreau and Angie in front of him. "Out of the way ugly! I want to see! He's awaaake!!"
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My New Pet
FanfictionWhat if Mother Miranda got ahold of Irene Smith? What if she made her a protege to take over her work? This is an alternate universe story if Mother Miranda took Irene instead of Alcina Dimitrescu. A young woman by the name of Irene Smith goes wand...