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#U.B.C.S!Dean
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Something for Valentines Day with Dean and a random Yandere ( went for a friendship sort of thing) 
                Dean leaned against the wall as he looked around watching everyone either talking over at the canteens bar while others either played a game of poker and a few had taken up darts and pool. The party in full swing, something the higher ups decided would be good for everyone to have before they’d have to get back to the grind the very next day, which means more training or planning their leave. Giving a small sigh as he took another sip of water not seeing a person saddle up next to him at first until they spoke to him scaring the male a bit. It was Orfeo someone from another platoon who at the moment was pointing as his cup “need more water?” the older male asked him as he pointed to his cup, repeating his question again. Shaking his head no in response Dean turned to face the other male “n-no I was a-about to leave p-part scene really i-isn’t my thing” he tells the other as he turned to the nearby bin throwing it away. Listening as Orfeo gave a hum of agreement in response to this “same, I only game for some food was about to leave myself take a brief walk” the other tells him before adding “care to join me?” offering. Thinking for a moment Dean gave a shrug in response “sure why not beats being here, besides no one will notice us gone” he tells him as if to point out everyone’s near sloshed state they were in.
                       The two men walked out of the canteen, Orfeo leading the way talking the entire time talking about random things, Dean throwing his two cents in about whatever the other was saying. During the walk they passed a few abandon buildings scattered about the base that no one used other than the birds that flew in and made nest or fellow U.B.C.S who used it for personal use. Stopping at one Orfeo pulled out a two bottles of water opening up Dean’s for him “here ya go figured we needed to stop for a drink” he tells him with a smile. Dean looked at the bottle for a moment hesitating before taking it and the lid watching as Orfeo opened his own bottle, drinking from it and not wanting things to feel awkward he drank his own bottle. He chugged it down, not wanting to feel like he was being a freshman emptying the bottle in one go before he gave said bottle back to the other thanking him. In response Orfeo only just smiled at him in response saying “no, thank you” to him confusing Dean who slowly felt odd as his body felt heavy before he fell on the ground. And before he passed out, he saw the face of Orfeo coming into his view as his voice spoke to him sounding far off before he was met with darkness. 
              A few hours later Dean woke up with a groan feeling as if he got ahold of the canteen’s special brew and had a few too many pints of it but seeing as he didn’t have to throw up knew it couldn’t have been that. As he finished waking up he found himself chained up to a wall looking around confused “w-what the hell?” he asked in response as he tried to tug on the chains causing them to clink. A voice speaking up to him in response “It’s not going to work” it simply told him causing the smaller male to jump in response turning to face who had just spoke. Seeing as Orfeo slowly walked over to him holding something in his hands which looked to be a bottle of water “Orfeo?” Dean asked the other confused, trying to figure out what’s going on. Tho judging by the situation they were in told Dean all he needed to know the only thing to ask now was “why?” as the older moved closer to him reaching out to pet his head then cheek gently. Orfeo smiling at him “because Dean, your my best friend and I can’t let anyone try and hurt you anymore” he tells him simply a dreamy look on his face before he stepped away. Going on as he walked away, pulling something up showing a body to Dean causing the male to give a gasp in response to seeing it was one of the cooks from the mess hall. The one who had made a jab at him about his stutter a few months back before they had mysteriously gone missing, no one knowing what happened to him “y-you... you” was all he could say in response.  
             Orfeo just dropped the body in response to this “yes I did this all for you Dean like I said your my friend and I can’t have you being hurt” he tells him walking back over to him once again. He smiled at the smaller male as he held the bottle up to him and shoved it into his mouth making Dean drink “got to stay hydrated” he tells him before pulling it away only to have it spat out at him. Dean looked at him speaking to him “O-Orfeo we a-aren’t friends, you are a m-murderer you killed someone” he tells him only to have the older smack him across the face in response. Before Orfeo walked around ranting to Dean about how he was doing this all for him and how it hurt him that the other was doing this to him about how he needed to appreciate it. He kept on ranting even into what he was doing next as he grabbed Dean roughly, his voice raising over the other’s screams and struggles before it was over. Orfeo standing over a now shaking and whimpering Dean who was curled up on the ground flinching now and then before he just left saying he needed to be away from him right now.  
      The followed few weeks were the same Orfeo saying he was doing this for Dean who would tell the other male he was crazy and they weren’t friends before adding that need to let him go. And like away Orfeo would go ballistic hurting the other male either by beating him up or torturing him until Dean was begging him to stop and Orfeo left blaming Dean for causing him to hurt the smaller male. By the final week Dean just went silent not speaking a word staying curled up in the corner of the cement room legs drawn up to his now frail body as he would take a small gasp of breath. Having missed taking his shots, he always did to keep whatever sickness he had at bay something Orfeo would have known about if the two really were friends.
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U.B.C.S!Dean during the Raccoon City Outbreak 
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(He’s not really fine) 
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Some Headcanon’s on U.B.C.S!Dean.
- Dean tends to avoid anyone in his squad due to him not really trusting anyone after an as of now unspecified incident. 
- He still has his stuffed bunny toy at all times and sleeps with it. 
- Dean is only part of the U.B.C.S because of his sister working for Umbrella rather than normal means (ie being a merc or a felon) 
- Despite not being the strongest, fastest or well versed in most weaponry he does pretty well with a knife and excells at sneaking somewhat. 
- He doesn’t want anyone to know about the experiments done on him by his sister or the fact he needs to take medication for his sickenss. As not to worry anyone or have it used against him. 
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don’t get distracted. / Nikolai
    Dean gave a small jump in response before looking over at the other male “uh, y-yes sir sorry s-sir” he tells Nikolai doing his best to do as told and keep calm at the same time.
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U.B.C.S!Dean is not having fun in the outbreak 
          Dean looked around confused as he woke up as he sat up slowly groaning as he did so looking around the hall he was in trying to remember what happened. He knew he had been sent to Raccoon City with a few other fellow U.B.C. S member’s hoping to contain the outbreak along with getting anyone out they could before all hell broke loose and his squad had to run into a nearby building. Wincing as he stood up, he saw he was covered in a few cuts and bruises with a possible head injury, but how bad that was he didn’t know and would have to assess it later. For now, he needed to get up and moving to try and find the rest of his squad and to radio to one of the other platoons and look for any survivors. Slowly standing up so he wouldn’t get dizzy he gave a gasp of pain in response falling back onto his ass as he felt a sharp pain in his right ankle shoot up his leg. Reaching down, he pulled up his pant leg to see that his right ankle was not only sprained to seemed to have a deep gash in it knowing what could happen if he didn’t get it patched up. Dean reached for his first aid kit only to find it was gone causing him to swear softly under his breath realizing he would need to find a first aid kit first or something. Standing once again and using the wall for support he looked around for something to help him walk before his eyes fell on what looked to be a piece of rhubarb and hobbling over to it picking it up.
            Ambling he made his way down the halls of the building as he spoke into his radio “d-does anyone read m-me this is Dean A-Amorette of Charlie p-platoon, do you c-copy?” he asked. Giving a huff when he didn’t hear anything back at first wondering if he just wasn’t in a bad radio signal location and needed to find the back door or got to the roof. Putting the radio he stopped when he heard something causing him to jump slightly as he looked around trying to figure out what made the noise. Shrugging it off when he didn’t hear anything again, thinking maybe it was nothing to worry about and kept on moving. Limping along using his make shift cane of sorts as he came around the corner he saw some movement down the hall and made his way to it “H-Hey?” he called out to whoever it was. Half stumbling half limping over to the person only to stop seeing that said person was just like everyone else his platoon had run into a corpse. Locking eyes for a moment, he looked around for a place to go as the undead made its way towards him, eyes landing on a nearby door that looked to be ajar. Thinking and moving as fast as he could he went for it stumbling in slamming the door once he was inside leaning against it panting trying to calm his racing heart.
             Once he was calm the male moved away from the door knowing he was safe for now but knew he would have to move soon. For now, he would look around the room he ran into, figuring maybe he’d find something to help fix up his injuries. Knowing the best spot to find a first aid kit he headed to the bathroom first opening the nearby cabinet door glad to seeing a kit. Taking it out and sitting on the floor opening it, seeing it had almost everything he needed to fight his ankle up. The only thing it didn’t have was some thread which he would have to go look really quick standing up, he took a moment to look around before finding something he could use. Going back to the bathroom he sat on the floor pulling his pant leg up and got to work fixing up his wound sewing it shut and wrapping it up. It was a painful process, but he fought through the pain but got it done and after cleaning up the mess and picking up the kit figuring, it would be of some use to him and possibly others later took it. Dean left the bathroom deciding he would try his radio again like before he asked the same question adding his location. Like before he didn’t get a response so with a small huff and knowing it would before the best he slid onto the floor leaning against the wall careful of his bad leg. Hoping someone heard him and would come but not hearing anything like before, something told him he was on his own for now.
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I just remembered an au of Dean I had called Little Virus Gatherer!Dean and I thought now of how he’d see Jill and our boys from the U.B.C.S. To him Jill would look like a warrior princess and Carlos,Mikhail, Tyrell and Nikolai to him would look like different variations of Knights. (ie Mikhail a captian of knight, Carlos and Nikolai would look like normal knights tho Nikolai looks more like a rouge with lighter armor and Tyrell would look like a inventor in knight armor) 
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I have a U.B.C.S version of Dean and a version of him as a memeber of S.T.A.R.S question is now.... should I have a version of him as part of the BSAA? 
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things I need to get to and stop being lazy  
- The Gore/Horror writing thing I’m gonna do 
- Something with Nine!Dean 
- Something with Little Virus Gatherer!Dean 
- More stuff with U.B.C.S!Dean 
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U.B.C.S!Dean: I Have Confidince!
The Smiling Man and Orfeo: *Exsist and standing near him* 
U.B.C.S!Dean: No Confidence *goes back inside to hide and curl into ball*  
(source)
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