Walking down the road the little girl runs up to you with her backpack and teddy bear. “Where we going mommy?” She holds onto the straps looking up at you wearing her straw hat with soft pink bow. The little girl fights her urge of reaching up to hold your hand.

“Leaving.” You answer simple keeping your eyes on the road. Though she wishes not to annoy you with such questions she can't help it. “Why mommy? You haven't turned or killed anyone. Well except for old man Henry's dogo.” She rubs her arm softly and you look down at her and look forward.

“But I know you did it because it bit me. So mommy isn't a bad person.” The little girl smiles as the sun rays shine on the side of your face changing the color of your hair and the reflection of your eyes as she gasps in amazement on how beautiful you are.

A gentle breeze that blows your hair covering your features before you slide your hands through it and  tie it to the side in a ponytail.

Distracted she trips over a small rock feeling her time stop for the embarrassing impact of the ground. Reaching you grab hold of her arm lifting her up and setting her back onto her feet as you continue walking. “Thanks Mommy!” She says so grateful running back to your side. Her heart is full of warmth on how her mother saved her before the fall.

You let out a hum of interest. “I’m leaving because he is near. And I am hungry. Agony is hungry. Go back home.” You say plainly but she just hums softly ignoring what you said still walking behind you.

“Why don't you want Daddy?”

Stopping you look down at her. “Don't call him that. I don't want him because I hate how he makes me feel. It's disgusting. My job was killing him and what did he do? Fall in Love with me and make me a monster for survival of his apocalyptic world. Wesker failed at taking the world down. People found his research and they found me. No place is safe.”

It's funny but you know the little girl actually understood everything you said. She wants to prove to you that she is smart and impress you in any way.

If the kid is Wesker's seed then there is no doubt the little shit is a brilliant child. The screams of the town echo the forest and you look back knowing he has made it to the town. “He is probably looking for you.”

Walking away the little girl runs up behind you breathing heavily trying to keep up with your fast walking. “Keep up or stay behind. Either way I'll end up with you in another town.”

She keeps running till her cheeks turn red and tears form on her as she pushes her 7 year old body to run to you. But she is motivated to be by your side.

She admires you and wants to be as strong as you.

Looking back at her you stop her with your hand on her chest letting her catch her breath before lifting her over your back holding onto her legs. Agony wraps itself around her to hold her onto you as she rests her cheek on your shoulder breathing heavily. You continue to walk not sure why you have even accepted this child. But if you are going to keep it might as well name it. “Rosalia.” You whisper softly.

For the past towns you have been in she has had many names but now she has her own.

“Whatever the fuck Wesker named you can go in the trash. Probably named her by numbers. Like an asshole he is.”

Agony listens before responding. “The child is hungry.” stopping you inhale and let out the breath of annoyance. “God fucking damn it.” Going over to a stream you let agony set her down. “Oi. Split yourself so you can also be on her.”

Agony slides off and slides onto her. “I need a wound to enter.” Sighing you lift her hand up cutting her palm and she wakes up crying as agony's black slime enters her healing the wound. “This is agony. You now have a part of it so it'll protect you when you need it. But you have to feel fear not anger. Once you feel anger it won't let you transform back.”

Looking at her palm she rubs it in amazement and smiles hugging your leg. “Thank you Mommy!”

Pushing her head off with your palm she falls back down on the ground. “Stay here Rosalia I will be back.”

Transforming you let out a snarl running through the forest to find something as she sits there listening to agony. “Sit next to the tree child.” Rosalia listens sitting down by a tree waiting for you. They begin to have small conversations letting Rosalia know why you are always so angry and confused.

“You are mean.” Rosalia says as the black goo forms on her shoulder making a face. “I do not care on what you say. I am what has kept your mother safe and I shall continue to do so till she dies.”

“But you make her confused! You tried playing your mind tricks with me! Why would you want me to kill baby foxes it's just a terrible thing!”  Rosalia screams out crying as agony growls getting Rosalia's teddy bear.

“Child. Murders were once children. Kill it before it kills you.” Rosalia shakes her head. “I won't. The world is much more than what you want it to be and you can't choose someone else's life! I know why you run away from daddy. It's because you don't want him making the decisions for you. So if you don't like being a puppet why treat someone else as a puppet? Why my mommy?”

Agony hands Rosalia back her teddy bear.  “I do not choose your mother's faith. I do not control her. Your mother is her own person she is who you see and she is what I have seen her to be. You slow us down child.
You are a burden to us all.”

“Are you saying I have no reason to live? But, I, I just want.” A small vision forms in her head holding your hand and Weskers. “I just want a family.”

“We could be a family if your mother wasn't so cold.” Agony looks around the woods feeling a bit anxious something is close. “Why is she cold? Maybe she needs hugs or maybe a nice warm jacket.” Rosalia tries to figure out what could probably warm you up not understanding that cold means you have no feelings.

Slamming down the body of a deer you transform back with Agony's black goo covering your body.

Getting some wood and rocks you start making a small fire before getting veins and strong enough sticks to let the meat hang as it cooks over the fire.  

Looking around you feel eyes watching you as you growl hating to be stalked.

Looking at a tree you knock on it before letting out a scream punching it till it falls and your arm turns to an axe cutting the wood and pulling it in half with your bare hands. Half a log for her to sit on as she eats. While you stood behind her as she eat you look around the forest squinting. It's pretty cool you standing behind your kid guarding her while she eat talking to agony.