Rachel Resident Evil Revelations Novels & Stories

RACHEL She had hesitated. I knew she had some medical skills. After all, she was the one who had checked Ruby and said she was fine. Additionally, she was the one who often spoke about pursuing further studies to become a doctor, as she wasn't particularly interested in fighting, despite being able to defend herself quite well. She'd use her skills to save people. Yet, she said nothing until she knew the mission would be cancelled. I wondered if the cancellation was far more important than her friend. She could still be furious, but this situation was dire, and I didn't know she'd feel that much reluctance. I sagged into Elijah as I suddenly felt the strength leaving my body.

They realized that Rachelle was not holding a warrant but a simple jade pendant. However, at that moment, before the two Elysium Gate disciples could react, Rachelle's hand moved like lightning and hit them on their necks. Two dull sounds were heard, and the two Elysium Gate disciples passed out and fell to the ground. After knocking out the two Elysium Gate disciples, Rachelle dragged them to the shadows, making sure there was no one else around, and then slowly opened the door of the secret chamber. The moment the door was opened, she ducked in and drew the longsword on her body.

I can’t send it to the girls as neither are pack members so Adam tells them the plan while I watch Nova run her fingers down Leon’s eyes to close them. “Luca , one more thing” Matt grits out , I can tell he’s fighting as his concentration slips in and out. “We’ve found the mole, it’s Rachel “ Fuck! That plastic barbie wannabe clone! “I’ll tell the others” I send back and close the link. I ask Adam through the mind link to tell Nova and his eyes shoot up in confusion. He hasn’t met Rachel so he doesn’t really know how bad this is but he tells Nova. As he finishes she grabs some of the dust from Leon’s body and looks up. Her usual light purple eyes swirl with a darkness I have never seen from

Else, it would change the dynamics of her plans. Bruce reacted just how Rachel’s mother had done. Rachel's hysterical had caught him off guard. “What are you saying?” Bruce asked, passing a nervous, embarrassed look between Rachel and Ashley. Rachel's fingers shook as she pointed to Ashley. “Lilian. She didn't die. She's alive.” Bruce looked at his wife wondering what new act this was. What new game was she playing? Had she run out of ideas as to how to pull him away from Ashley that she had restored to this?

I kept pushing, "And how do you go about doing that? What do you do?" Rachel's smile was tight. "I have strict internal controls and choose my alliances carefully. Not everyone is privy to the trust. It's a balance." I quietly nodded, feeling that her answer was guarded not to reveal anything significant. At last, as the evening gala was winding down, I made my exit. I thanked Louis for the conversation and bade the group farewell with a friendly smile. As soon as I was outside, I sent a text to Jackson and Kylie: "Rachel confirmed. Need more intel. Will update shortly."

"...Oh, let me guess it’s because Amber is your SISTER and you are 'Rachel Rick'. " He knew all this time. "Yes, I knew it all that from the start, I wanted you to tell me first, but you took so long, so I opened the secret, you were trying to hide. You underestimated me women, I knew all this from the day I rescued you, I investigated, who you really are and then it all make sense, the day I got the news that the wedding of Rachel Rick has been cancelled, because she had gone into an accident and died and her body was not found. I figured it all in seconds. But finding you was all in my destiny, so I took advantage of my destiny and planed all this."

I had spent years believing Rachel was weak because she was kind, because she trusted too easily, because she still searched for the good in people, but Rachel had survived everything thrown at her. The poisoning, the media attacks, the secrets, the violence, and every attempt to isolate her had only pushed her closer to Matthew. Closer to power, closer to the truth. A soft vibration interrupted her thoughts, and I looked down at my phone. Unknown number, for a moment, I considered ignoring it. Then she saw the message. One sentence, “The girl is closer to Evelyn’s truth than you expected.” My expression changed, only one person would speak to her like that, person from a past she had buried

" My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of surging emotions. Snippets from the past started to piece together in my mind, and various thoughts filled my head. My intense emotions urged me to get up as soon as I could. Oblivious to the changes within me, Selena braced herself to continue hurting me. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, taking her aback. She threw the towel aside and opened the door. A smart-looking man stood on the other side of the door. He lifted his identification and said, "Hello, I am Zachary Jenkins, a private rehabilitation therapist. Ms. Riley Gibson's parents appointed me to care for her."

Rachel crouched in the front of the keypad, pulling out a hacking tool . “This’ll take a minute,” she muttered, her arms flying over the controls. Ethan stored a watch, his eyes scanning the snowy terrain. “We’re uncovered out here. How much longer?” “Almost there,” Rachel said. Vanessa’s voice reduces in. “Drone patrols are heading your way. You’ve been given mins to get inside.” The keypad beeped, and the door hissed open. Rachel grinned. “We’re in.” We slipped inside, the bloodless air changed with the aid of using the sterile relax of the tunnel.

ELENA POV I wake to the smell of something sharp, antiseptic, maybe perfume, maybe just memory itself. For a second, I don’t open my eyes. Because the moment I do, everything comes back. Not the slow, flickering flashes Dr. Lee warned me about. All of it. All at once. Daemon’s voice, rough and cruel, telling Rachel to “The bitch is pregnant.” Rachel’s anger from the other side of the phone, The cold glint in his eyes.