Chapter Text
“Sorry I didn’t get back to you yesterday,” Aurora said as she blindly barged into her fathers home office, “I was studying because I had a test today and —“ aurora trailed as she realized that there was a man who was not her father sitting comfortably in one of his leather chairs in front of his desk. Well, she didn’t know how comfortable the man actually was, he was wearing sunglasses in the dimly lit room.
“Why don’t you kids ever knock,” Cillian said from behind her. Aurora jumped and stepped to the side as her father walked in holding two sets of tea.
“Sorry, I didn’t know you had someone over. I’ll just” turning around Aurora was prepared to leave the room
“No, it’s okay, this is actually perfect.” Turning around, Aurora raised an eyebrow. “Aurora, please take a seat”
Stiffly, Aurora walked over and took a seat in the chair next to the man. He was off putting. Not because of his appearance, though the sunglasses inside was strange, but his aura was so loud. It was demanding and dominating as if he wanted her to know that he was superior to her in some way. Looking at her father happily stirring his tea, she wondered if he could feel it too.
“What’s going on?” She asked confused
“Aurora, I want you to meet an associate of mine, Albert Wesker”
“Okay”
“No need to be confused, just want to introduce him in case you storm in again”
“Sorry about that”
“There wouldn’t be a need to if you showed up yesterday when I asked you too”
“Yeah, it’s my fault that I have a life outside of you and can’t drop things on a dime when you wish it,” she rolled her eyes
“Tsk Tsk, 21 years old and she still acts like a child,” Cillian shook his head in mock disappointment
“Can you get on with it”
“Okay okay,” Cillian sighed, “I need you to retrieve some documents for me”
“First question, why me and not you?”
“Because it is in the hands of a person that will kill me on the spot”
“Question two, if it’s in the hands of people who would do that to you, why would you out me, your daughter in said situation, and how do you expect me to get said documents?”
“I didn’t train you for nothing”
“Three, what are these documents you want me to get that you can’t send someone else to do it for you?”
“Personal research.”
Aurora raised an eyebrow.
“Remember what I told you about umbrella?” Aurora nodded. “They were able to take a good sum of my research while I was working there. Research that was crucial to my goal. I found the people who stole it, and now I need you to get it back for me”
“Why not ask Leon? He’s the one who wants to stop umbrella”
“Because he’s not family”
Aurora leaned back in her chair and cross her arms over her chest, and then crossed her legs as she thought about it. After the raccoon city incident, she didn’t want anything to do with umbrella. That was Leon’s job. But her father wasn’t asking her to do much, just to grab some documents. She was trained in espionage so it wasn’t like she wouldn’t know how to get in and out. If it was as simple as he said, then she should be fine. After all, she didn’t think her father would send her into any real danger on that scale.
“Alright fine,” she sighed, “just tell me what I’m looking for, where it’s at, and give me a map of the place so I can plan it all out”
“Done,” Cillian smiled as he slid a usb drive over his desk to Aurora. Giving her father an annoyed look, she picked it up and stood up. “Be ready in a week”
“Whatever”
Cillian laughed softly as Aurora walked out of his office. He loved the attitude his kids developed. It was so forward and distinct. A true display of individuality and life and love.
From his place, Wesker silently observed the scientist and his interaction with his daughter. He didn’t understand what it is that the scientist wanted to accomplish. His children weren’t anything special, they were just like everyone else in the world. His research said that they were extraordinary but they showed nothing of the fruit of his labor.
“I apologize for her behavior”
“All of your kids are like that,” Wesker said, thinking back on the times when his youngest children walked in on them speaking and ignoring him altogether
“They are,” Cillian laughed harder, “don’t you think it’s fascinating how they came to be that way? Imagine if you grew up in a normal loving family, what do you supposed you would be like then?”
“Inferior”
“Oh,” Cillian raised an eyebrow, a smirked on his face, “and why do you say that”