Under Dobby's watchful gaze, Raja sauntered into the enchanted pod at Chaos Villa, its runes humming with Magical energy creating a protection shield.
"MAYA, commence soul sleep—drop me into Resident Evil: Apocalypse," he said, settling in.
MAYA: "Buckle up, Master, it's zombie o'clock!"
Five hours passed in this world, but Raja materialized near the Hive entrance outside the Raccoon City, in splinter cell stealth mode. He hunted for Shade's Team, his old crew, but found nada.
Spotting a stray Umbrella soldier capture him, he used Telepathy to rummage through the guy's mind.
The intel hit hard: Shade's Team was "silenced"—all dead, except Rain, who'd been shipped to Umbrella HQ with Alice and Matt.
Rain's survival had a story. As her team was gunned down, she'd roared, "Bastards, you'll die brutal deaths by Raja's hand—just wait!"
The Umbrella leader, intrigued, pressed for details on this "Raja."
Rain, ever defiant, spat in his face. "Wait for your death, fucker. He's coming."
Enraged, the leader slapped her, ordering torture to extract more.
Raja, looking into the memories of the solider in shadows, felt his blood boil. "Nobody touches my woman," he growled.
Slipping out of the Hive compound, he hit the hilly road, summoned Vayu Putra from his inventory, and floored it to Raccoon City, tires screaming at lightning speed.
Rage-fueled, Raja stormed the city, zeroing in on Umbrella HQ.
He nabbed a soldier, swiped his key and uniform, and went full Agent 47, strutting into the fortress.
Scanning rooms, he spotted Alice and Matt strapped to tables, T-Virus needles in their arms. "Experiment city," he muttered.
Switching to a scientist's coat, he infiltrated the lab, nicking two T-Virus samples with stealthy Telekinesis and bolting.
Next, he tracked Rain to a cell, prepped for morning torture.
Beaten but unbowed, Rain glared at the disguised Raja. "What do you want, fucker? Wanna kill me? Do it!"
Raja smirked, raising a fist, counting down from 5. At 1, boom—an alarm blared.
He'd short-circuited the power with C4 outside the building main power supply.
Ripping the cell door off with bare hands, Raja revealed himself.
Rain, shocked, leapt into his arms like a koala. "I knew you'd come!" He lifted his mask, kissed her, and tossed her a uniform.
"No time, Rain—secondary power's up in five. Move!" She changed, and they slunk out, dodging guards in pure Agent 47 stealth style.
They sprinted to an alley where Vayu Putra waited, its engine roaring as they peeled through Raccoon City's streets.
Holed up in a hotel, Rain sighed, savoring freedom.
Raja checked his watch—6 AM. "Rain, good news or bad news first?"
Her hot-headed glare screamed bad. "Spill it."
He smirked, "In ten minutes, Umbrella's opening the Hive, maybe loosing zombies. We've got five hours before Raccoon City's screwed."
Rain unleashed a curse storm, eyes blazing. "You could've stopped them! You're a freakin' tank! Why didn't you?"
Raja shook his head. "The virus is airborne. When we were fixing the tram a caged vent has hole created by an infected mouse or rodent escape that was ten hours ago. Containment's already failed."
The news hit like a sledgehammer.
Rain cursed more, then asked, "Good news?"
Raja's grin widened. "We've got 24 hours before they nuke the city."
Her face paled, horror setting in. After five minutes of breathing exercises, she calmed. "What now?"
Raja's eyes narrowed. "Alice is T-Virus'd up. I need to check if she's still human or a zombie. My gut says Umbrella's playing god—unleashing the virus to wipe populations, build their utopia. If I'm right, they've got an antidote to reset the world. I need proof and the antidote."
Rain, floored by his theory, called him crazy but nodded. "Umbrella's twisted enough for it."
Raja laid out the plan: "We wait till night, save Alice if she's human, kill her if not, then bounce to survive the apocalypse. But Rain, do you trust me fully. there are Two choices: ditch the city or stay to save Alice. Pick."
Rain's glare dared him to bail. "What kinda question is that?"
she scoffed. "I'm with you, saving Alice, escaping together."
Raja grinned, and he kissed her, handing her an energy and recovery potion.
Skeptical, Rain downed it, gasping as her wounds burned and healed at warp speed. Mirror-check: cuts gone, bruises vanished. She yelped, tackling Raja with a hug and kiss. Her joy sparked memories of Letty's teasing bikini flashes from the Fast and Furious world—Rain's doppelgänger. Lust ignited; Raja ripped her dress, unleashing passion in a steamy hotel room romp. Raja fucked her like a beast made her do all kind of naughty things unleashing his dirty desires he has for letty (doppelgänger) on to Rain, made her orgasm one after another exhausting her completely in pleasure
Two hours later, post-breakfast, he gave her another potion, hit the shower, and popped to a store for apocalypse gear.
They scored spandex parkour outfits—sleek, flexible, badass.
At a gun shop, Raja tossed gold bars to the owner, buying the whole place. The owner, stunned by 24-carat gold, shook his hand. "Pleasure, kid!"
Raja slipped Rain an NZT-Wyllt pill, unlocking 15% of her brain. She went wild, high on clarity, then crashed asleep.
An hour later, she woke, memories crystal-clear, ready to conquer. "What was that drug? Who are you? Where'd you come from?"
Raja, serious, asked, "Do you trust me completely?"
Rain smirked, "I took your brain candy, Mr. Unknown. What's that say?"
He revealed a T-Virus sample and his Adaptable Bloodline serum (APT-Wyllt).
Rain freaked, her new brainpower racing. "You want me to take the T-Virus? Why? Won't it zombify me? What's the blue stuff? Neutralize it? Make me strong like you? Did you take it? Who are you?" Showered raja questions like Sherlock Holmes using her newly awaken brain power.
Raja's evil smirk returned. Before she could protest, he injected the APT-Wyllt.
Rain gasped, feeling her body shift, and Raja lulled her to sleep with Telepathy.
An hour later, MAYA confirmed she was stable.
Raja injected the T-Virus.
For an hour, Rain writhed, the serums battling, then evolving. Her brainpower hit 20%, height stretched to 5'10", and her hourglass figure bloomed to 42-28-46—a teenage dream goddess.
She woke, flexing newfound strength, gratitude in her eyes but questions burning.
Raja, dodging, said, "Answers after we escape Raccoon City."
She nodded, kissing him, reigniting passion. Her new curves drove Raja wild, and they lost control again.
By evening, chaos erupted. Zombies flooded the streets, biting, spreading the virus like wildfire. City screams woke Raja.
He cracked his knuckles, smirking. "Showtime."
MAYA: "Master, you've turned a rescue mission into a zombieApocalypse blockbuster!"
To Be Continued…