Corporal RAMBO: Mycete (Part 2: The Continuation)

Bonus Chapter 1

At the Chapel... 

Ada and Jia heard an explosion from afar. The older woman exits the chapel in a hurry to see a bunch of Lycans fleeing the site. 

"Is Y/n alive?" Jia asked as she hugged Ada by the waist. Crouching behind her in fear. 

Ada stroked Jia's head. "We'll keep an eye on them." 

Timothee carried Y/n on his back while Jake looked around the vicinity. 

"Check that room, Jake. See if there's any vials left." Said Timothee.

Jake busts through the only room untouched and was shocked at what he saw. Two kids were crouched in a corner. They both looked up, wide blue eyes, and blonde hair. They looked adorable. 

"Uh, Timmy, you got to see this." Jake said without taking his eyes off the two boys. 

Timothee peeked in and widened his eyes. He immediately entered their minds both, making them throw their heads back a little in shock. 

"Hey!" Jake said, alarmed. 

Timothee stopped in a bit. 

"Ugh. They're gonna feel that." He added. 

Timothee couldn't believe his eyes. 

"They're Mena's children." 

Jake exchanged looks between the two boys. "Say what now?" 

"Wesker took them after Mena was killed." 

Jake didn't think twice and rushed towards the kids. He scooped them in his arms, securing them as if they're his own. The boy who got mind read by Timothee earlier was up and alert while the other one buried his face in Jake's armpit. 

"What's your name, boy?" Timothee asked. His hand landing on the little one's forehead as a sign of apology for what he did earlier.

"Marchen." The boy answered. 

Timothee nodded and shifted his gaze at the other one.

"And him?" 

Marchen gently nudged his younger brother. The kid turned his head a little, only showing half of his face.

"Merroe." 

Jake chuckled, amused at the names. "Damn, all M." 

Timothee took note of the names, and they all left the hive. The trip to the chapel wasn't that long and they knocked on the door, revealing Ada and Jia. 

"Well, you two look like shit." Said Ada.

Shit was an understatement. The two were topless, injured, and freezing while carrying two blonde kids and Y/n. 

"And whose spawns of hell are these?" She later then asked. 

The two kids sat on the corner, hugging each other. 

"They're Mena's children." 

Ada had the same shocked expression as Jake earlier, if not more. While Jia had no clue who Mena was. Timothee laid his sister on the benches and ripped a piece of curtain on the ceilings to use a blanket over her. 

"No vials left." Said Jake as he sat down on the edge of the bench. 

Timothee clicked his tongue. "She's healing internally, thanks to the mold, but her external wounds aren't. I need herbs." 

"I know where to get herbs." A cute little voice sounded from the back. 

All the adults looked up at Marchen.