Out of Place: Ada Wong x Reimi Saionji
By atfirstdawn

*Mature content warning
*Ada Wong is copyright of Capcom
*Reimi Saionji is copyright of SquareEnix
*Dedicated to DarkLordMenchi


Everything had been all too familiar for Ada Wong; from the old seemingly abandoned mansion and the infected shuffling corpses that had stalked its cold cramped corridors, to the secret hi-tech facility hidden below and the homicidal Bio-Organic Weapons within it; everything had given her the crushing sense of déjà vu… even waking from a violently forced slumber to numb limbs, namely her hands and feet, had brought a certain degree of familiarity to the forefront of her mind. Although, the thick cloth that had been pulled between her teeth and tightly tied around the back of her head was somewhat new…

Ada’s position was wholly uncomfortable, more so than anything she woken to in the past; her legs had been separated between two heavy metal rings, which had been welded to the stone floor beneath her bare feet, with thin lengths of sharp metallic wire unceremoniously binding her ankles to them. Behind her back, both of Ada’s wrists had been tied above the joint of the opposing elbow with what felt like the same kind of sharp metallic wire which bound her ankles, and in turn the wire binding her elbows had been threaded through and attached to a dull hook that was suspended above her, which had kept her vertical in her unconscious hours.    

Ada let the intriguing and oddly elating moans of her first conscious breaths fill her ears as she winced through the pain of the tens of lacerations to her ankles, wrists and elbows which had been brought about by the tight and merciless wire that bound her. After a few moments of biting into her gag to quell her suffering, Ada raised her heavy head and scanned her surroundings with throbbing eyes. Her prison wasn’t what she had been expecting; the cold and clinical laboratory whites of Umbrella that she had become so familiar with over the years, had been replaced with cold, dark and soulless stone walls illuminated by dull artificial light. All Ada knew was that she was underground, perhaps deeper underground than the facility below the mansion… the thought of being so deep within the bowels of Umbrella made her feel sick to her stomach…

Staring into the dimly lit shadows in the near distance, Ada watched the figure of a slender young woman slowly gel into hard focus as her eyes adjusted to their regained consciousness. No more than twenty years old, the young woman’s body had been bound in much the same way as Ada’s; her legs had been parted and her ankles bound to familiar metal rings, her arms had been tied behind her back while the same wire used to bind her wrists and elbows had been ran through a hook suspended above her with the effect of keeping her perpetually vertical. The finish touch to her bindings came in the form a cruel gag stuffed deep into her mouth…    

Her clothing was unlike anything Ada had ever seen; dull whites, blues, purples and the abbreviation S.R.F adorned what appeared to be thin and lithe, torn and fire-scorched battle armour. The young woman looked so pitiful and out of place as she stood in her bonds, staring back at Ada with large brown tear-filled eyes and her long brown sweat-soaked hair glued to her youthful facial features. Knowing that she was bound in the same position and just as uncomfortable, Ada wondered if she herself looked as pathetically helpless to the young woman as she did to her…  

Silent and embarrassing moments hung eternally between Ada and the young woman until eventually both women lowered their heads to the floor in fresh defeat… Ada could feel a rising tension in her stomach; she wanted to call out, she wanted to summon her unknown captor into the light so that she could know his face. Ada had been bound numerous times in her past, but never so helplessly and embarrassingly, and to share her captivity was nothing more than insult to injury… She would commit every detail of her captor to memory so that when she got the chance, she could relish the kill…

All she had to do was wait…