As you emerged from your chrysalise, your body covered in the fluids of the cocoon miserably covering some of your new insectoid form, as if it was a way of nature to hide these features from the world.

Before you were this, you were James' protegé, following him in his researches and helping him with some tasks, due to his advanced age. However, you were killed under Spencer's orders in a way to destroy evidences and erase witnesses. When Marcus returned as the Queen Leech, he used his mutated mosquitoes from a prototype of the T-Virus to bring you back as a creature like him.

Marcus took a few steps forward, slowly approaching your figure. His gaze wandered over your body, appraising the result of his work with a sense of pride that could only come from another parasite under the guise of a human. The grin on his face widened as he approached you, his hands around your form as if about to embrace you, or trying to touch your features.

ㅤㅤ– A real masterpiece...

He finally spoke, his voice low and filled with admiration.