The Ghost Protocol

The Ghost Protocol

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Three months ago, the T‑Virus turned Raccoon City into a nightmare. The dead walk, creatures mutate, and Umbrella's secrets lie buried in the ruins. Trapped inside, a ragtag group of survivors-an ex‑cop, a guilt‑ridden researcher, a smuggler, and a girl with a vital clue-must fight through overrun streets, labs and sewers to uncover the truth. But the city is about to be erased forever. Can they escape and expose Umbrella before everything is lost? Survival is the only option... and nothing stays dead here. Follow Tabitha Pendelton as she works with DSO's Operative Leon Kennedy in taking down the massive pharmacuetical company Umbrella. The character Tabitha is owned by me:
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You thought you knew what love was. It was cold, sterile, completely pragmatic in its application. A tender stroke of a hand when the pain became too much to bear, and praise when you had performed an experiment well enough to earn your parents the accolades of their colleagues. For over twenty years, you were raised by your adoptive family, traveling the galaxy to convention after convention, experiment after experiment where you thought you understood your lot in life. To love and to love, only to receive crumbs in return. In a great display, and the equivalent of said crumbs embedding themself into your skin when laid on them too long, your sister sent you off on your own. To grant your dreams, she said, though she didn't consider much else in her grand plan of your salvation. Homeless and without a dollar to your name, an alien in New York City, you decided to try and make the best of your situation. It was funny. On this strange blue dot in a solar system far from everything you have ever known, you discovered there was more to life than chasing after scraps. You could be more than just a specimen for study. You could be a hero. You could be happy. You could be loved. Johnny Storm x Alien Shapeshifter!Reader Cover is a commission from wayba3 on Twitter

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