(This fan fiction is being brought to you by Project Wesker! Which is me, Project X (AKA Jamy Boyd) and Wesker's Servant (AKA Brit and Fox Mew Brittany.) This story started with Fox Mew Brittany's RE 1: My story! So read that first, its not finished yet though. Then read In Too Deep by...ummm me Project X. In Too Deep is the alternate ending of RE 1: My story! but its the ending we'er using to start this series. Okay? Any questions? Oh wait! One more thing, me and Sora (Also Wesker's Servant) are rotating in writing these chapters. I'm writing this chapter...my prologue and Sora's writing the next chapter, her prologue. So here goes nothing! Or everything!) (Theme song: Lose it All by Pillar.)
"The Beginning, How It Lasted, To The End."
It felt like days since I was first playing RE 1 in my game room. Of course it was just one of those Friday nights. But I didn't exactly expect the fact that if I started a new game I'd get thrown into the game itself. I felt like saying "Here we go again!" when I found out, but only because I had written plenty of fan fiction of this same event occurring. Luckily though a girl I know as Fox Mew Brittany or Sora Avalon fell into the game along with me. She saved me when I tried to get the shotgun for myself, I was successful thanks to her but now my shotgun rested on my back...empty. It makes me want to sigh, I love that gun.
Now after so long me and Brit were nearing the end of the game. No thanks to the useless Chris whom we lost some time ago. We were both by ourselves as we walked down an abandon hall. Brit had her newly loaded Berreta and I had my newly found Broken Butterfly, the gun I absolutely loved! And we were making our way through The Mansion, still alive but covered in blood and guts.
We were near the lower labs, where Wesker should be. You could hear our foot falls as we ran and turned corner after corner. The way our dark colored clothing reflected off of the white tile floor and onto the white walls reminded me of the cut scene with the HUNK unit.
But then I got a bad feeling in my gut. I stopped and Brit nearly ran into me, I held up a hand. Then mouthed over my shoulder, "I thought I heard some body."
"Who though?" Brit mouthed back.
"Don't know."
"Smack!" I heard it before I felt it. Then I felt like I was falling, I felt warm red blood drip down my forehead, and last I felt the pain and bared my teeth as my head hit the floor and my glasses went spiraling off my face.
"Jamy!" I heard Brit yell but her words only echoed in my head as I saw a big black boot land on my glasses and crush them.
It took me a few minutes to blink the darkness and stars out of my eyes before I turned my floored body enough to see who destroyed my glasses.
"Ah! Miss Boyd and Miss Rahmonn. I never thought the two of you would live to get this far. I must commend your survival skills, they are impressive, but I believe you two are at the end of the line." Wesker grinned evilly and I saw Barry had Brit in a throat arm lock with his magnum pointed at her head. Wesker then took out his gun and pointed it at my head, he kneeled down so we were face to face. "Any last words Miss Boyd or perhaps Miss Rahmonn would like to say her final fair well before you die?" Wesker looked to Brit for a second and saw her eyes were full of fear and she was trembling in Barry's arms. His panther like smile came out at this and he knew she wouldn't be able to speak in her state of shock, so he turned back to me.
Blood had dripped into my eye as I glared at him from where I lay on the floor, blood was also pooling from where it dripped from my chin. I was on my elbows now as I tried to sit up, but Wesker's face being so close worked against my plan. I saw where my gun had gone when it flew out of my hand. The end of my foot could barely reach it and Brit's weapon was taken by Burton.
'What am I going to do?' I thought and hissed as the pain in my head became almost unbearable. 'I need to protect her above any other.' "Pain over comes fear." I whispered and Wesker's brow rose.
"What?" He asked as he hadn't understood me.
"PAIN!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I kicked my gun to Brit. "OVER COMES!" I then got to my knees and summoned all the force I could to grab Wesker's wrist that held his gun. "FEAR!" I then used the rest of the force and power gathered in my bent knees and straightened them pushing Wesker down and me on top of him.
"Jamy!" I heard Brit yell as I turned around only to have Wesker's knee come up and hit me in the ribs. I knew there was going to be a major bruise there later. Next thing I knew I was back on the floor again. My head smacked against the tile and I tried my hardest to stay conscious. But the fact I saw more blood pooling out defiantly didn't help.
I then opened the eyes I didn't know I had closed to see Wesker above me, his gun pointed at my head again. He was breathing deeply, seething with anger. "Time to die, Boyd." Wesker then cocked back the gun and had his finger on the trigger when...
"Brit, you've got to leave me here and head to the helipad with Chris and Jill." I said as we locked eyes again.
"I'm not leaving you here! Not after all we've been through together!" She yelled as sadness and frustration formed on her face.
"Because of what we've been through together is why you should! I can't run or barely walk for that matter because of blood lose! If you don't go then we'll both die!" I argued as the Tyrant started creeping forwards.
"Our weapons aren't having any effect!" Chris stated.
"We have to fall back!" Jill added.
"Brit," I whispered. "I need you to let go of me and to run. Don't die because of my weakness. Besides if this is anything like Inception I'll be at home after I die. If not at least you will." I could see Brit didn't want to budge so I had to do something I didn't want to. "Chris!" I yelled and forcefully pushed away from Brit landing on the wall. "Take Brit and get to the helipad! I'll buy you some time!" With that Chris told Barry to grab Brit. Barry threw her over his shoulder her kicking and screaming.
Jill nodded respectfully to me as she left the room behind Barry, behind her Chris patted my shoulder and handed me a box of ammo. "Good luck." He whispered even after all the mean things we said to him he still didn't hold it against me.
"You too and take care of Brit." I said taking the bullets.
"I will." And with that he was gone and I was left alone in the lab room facing the Tyrant. I found myself tearing up at the fact I was going to die here and now.
"I'm sorry Brit I know I'm not going to make it home. But you will." I then started firing off round after round at the Tyrant's head and chest. It took the bullets like a 5 year old took candy. Horrible comparison, uh?
"Click...click...clickclickclick...click. Damn!" I yelled as the Tyrant was inches away from my face. I knew enough time had passed where Brad at least had the helicopter on the ground by now. So I knew my sacrifice was not in vein. "So this is how I die uh? Well at least I died a hero instead of a coward! You ugly faced son of a hideous mutation! You smell like chemicals and are full of them too!" I tried to insult the creature but it didn't really work.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I heard a scream and recognized it as Lisa Trevor. The Tyrant heard it to and in a flash was gone to look for what made the scream. Leaving me on the ground breathing deeply.
'Ha...hahahahahahahaha!' I would have laughed out loud if I had enough strength in me. So back to the wall butt to the floor I was laughing inside my head. 'I'm alive! I'm ALIVE! Not in good shape no but alive none the less! I'm going to be okay!' I thought but I was wrong.
"Ah! Miss Boyd." That voice drew me out of my celebrating and struck true fear into my heart. The super enhanced human tyrant was awake! And I had forgotten all about him.
'Okay I'm officially dead again. Well, crap.'
"How lucky am I? It seems I won't be leaving this place empty handed." Wesker said with a pure purr of amusement.
'What?' My eyes widened. He was planning on taking me with him. "Don't." I hissed.
Wesker then gripped my hair tightly, the pain not merely a shadow compared to what I was already feeling. "Don't what?" He asked pulling harder on my moppy brown hair.
"Just ...let...me die." I nearly pleaded as Wesker pulled something out of his pocket. I thought he was going to shoot me but instead he pulled out a can of first aid spray and sprayed the back of my head. It stung! I hissed out a yelp.
"You'll die when I say you can die. For now you'll just have to live. How tragic." Wesker then threw the first aid spray away and picked me up and put me over his shoulder before I could even blink.
"Put...p-put me down!" I tried to sound strong but I failed miserably at it.
"10 minutes to self destruction." I heard Red Queen announce over the intercom system.
Wesker then started running faster then I could keep up with. Everything got so blurry I had to close my eyes. I heard gun shots fired here and there but a few minutes after closing my eyes I found I had fallen asleep.
When I awoke I was not home, I was not in my game room, I was not at my Dad's house, I was not with Brit, I was not at the RPD, and I was not in a helicopter. I was alive however but I was at the last place I wanted to be.
I had awoke to my worst nightmare.
Jamy Boyd's Prologue:
"Gah!" My head pounded in pain as I came back to consciousness. My mouth was dry, my throat hurt, I felt nauseated, and the icing on the cake my entire body was sore. "Did I get hit by a car or something?" I asked myself out loud as I tried to push myself to sit up. I got to my elbows then slowly opened my eyes.
It was dark and my vision was blurry. 'Where am I?' I thought as I looked around. I found I was in a bed room. I was laying on the master bed, there were two windows to my left, a bathroom straight ahead of me, a nightstand to my right, and a set of drawers next to the bathroom door. I couldn't make out any colors as it was so dark, the only light being that of the moon from the open windows.
A slight breeze blew at the white drapes around the window giving the room an erie appearance.
'I must be dreaming.' I looked around some more then at my still clothed body. I was wearing my old grey hoody, some blue jeans, and my shoes I could see were at the foot of the bed. My clothes were covered in blood making my eyes widen. Quickly I felt the back of my head, when my hand came back to my field of vision it was covered in brown crusty blood. 'So it wasn't a dream...being in The Mansion with Brit.' I could feel my eyes watering. 'I hope she's okay.' I then fisted my blood covered hand and put it to my chest. My body felt so heavy and all my muscles ached. 'Well if that wasn't a dream then where am I now?' I wondered as my head hit the pillow it had been lying on again.
If I had had the strength I would have got up and looked around, because I knew this wasn't my room, my game room, my brother's room, my dad's house, my mom's room, or the living room. I also knew it wasn't any of my friend's houses. So really I was stuck.
The one place out of every place in the world I hoped I wasn't at...was that where I was now? If it wasn't a dream...did that mean? This was Wesker's place. Dear god I know I'm a fan girl but no! I'm dead meat if thats true...or undead meat any way.
I let out a sigh as I stared at the tiled ceiling above me, I also listened to the ceiling fan circle and be blown by the wind from the window.
'So lets recap: Since that dream was real that means me and Brit survived The Mansion! I saw Kenneth's dead body, I saw Richard die, I heard inhuman screaming, barely survived by the skin of my teeth by keeping myself calm and staying by my partner. I killed 100's of undead zombies, got covered in brains and blood, teased Chris Redfield and covered his back, helped Jill. Jill,Chris,Rebecca, and Barry helped me, I fought Wesker, saw mutated bugs and animals, met Lisa Trevor, came face to face with a Tyrant, watched Wesker die, watched Enrico die, solved puzzles, ran from dog zombies, got my first concussion, saved every one else's live by being Tyrant bait, and nearly died. None of that happened in that order, but you get the idea.' I sighed again and crossed my arms behind my head. 'And the best part, I got my butt dragged out of The Mansion by the rebirthed super powered Wesker. Perfect.'
The recap also reminded me that if I was still here then Brit was still here and if Brit was still here she was safe with Chris and Jill. 'Good. I can sleep soundly knowing she's safe.' I thought as I drew the covers up over my body and nuzzled back into the pillow.
Oddly enough though I caught myself sniffing the pillow. It smelled spicy and tangy also sweet. I couldn't place what exactly it smelled like but I did know it smelled unbelievably good. 'So I guess all the fan girls and fan fiction got it right when they said Wesker's cologne smelled good. It really does! That kinda...surprises me.' So for about 15 more minutes I ended up sniffing the pillow. 'Kinda makes me want to eat the pillow...but I'm not...of course.' I added in my head.
"Crash!" The noise that could be described as glass shattering awoke me from my half lidded sleep only seconds after I closed my eyes. I jumped up quickly and uncovered myself. I got to my black sock covered feet and ran into the hall where I saw...red glowing eyes.
Wesker was standing where a mirror had once been, his fist along with arm was covered in mirror shards. His knuckles were bleeding and the carpet around him was covered in the rest of the remains of the mirror he shattered.
I stood stalk still as he removed his fist from the destroyed mirror and the hole in the wall. He watched as the glass fell from his arm and his knuckles healed.
'Does he not like his eyes? Or did something happen?' In that moment I was actually worried about the megalomaniac. I didn't know why but by the way he stood he seemed so...sad. 'Is sad even the right word to use? Does he even get sad? Of course he does! He may act evil and thinks he's a god but infected or not he's still human! With human emotions and feelings!' I scowled at myself for thinking other wise.
Thats when I noticed that Wesker wasn't wearing his old uniform but a all black suit with a black tie. His sunglasses were tucked in the over jacket pocket of his suit. No blood, except for that left on his knuckles was visible. 'I must have been out for a while if he had time for a shower and to change clothes.' I thought then slowly started to approach him as if he were a hurt predator or perhaps a hurt panther, slowly and cautiously.
"Crunch." Shards of glass were found by my foot and I prayed that there wasn't any inside of said foot. "Wes-" Before I could finish my sentence I felt my back collide with the wall and a hand around my throat squeezing tightly. My feet dangled a foot off the ground as Wesker held my throat and my body against the wall. I looked down into his red eyes and saw...fear. 'Fear? Of himself? For himself? But why?' I always wanted to understand the brain of this man. I always wanted a peek into the secrets he withheld. But now I knew those secrets were more than I could handle."Stop! Gah! Wes...ker! Snap...out...of...it!" I yelled as I started to asphyxiate.
After I said that Wesker blinked rapidly and loosened his hold until he let go and I fell to my knees, coughing and gasping for air.
I knew I would hear no apology from him but it didn't matter to me.
Wesker then gripped the side of his head and groaned in pain, as if he had a headache.
I watched the enigma as he slowly recomposed himself, slicked back his hair, and straightened his tie. After words he walked through the shards of glass and into...whatever room laid beyond the hall way.
'He didn't even pretend I was here! Why'd he save me if I'm nothing but some one to strangle? I'm getting to the bottom of this now!' I fumed inside my head as I too recomposed myself. Quickly I walked into the master bedroom and took off the sock with glass in it. I was lucky no glass was in my foot. Then I put on my shoes and walked back down the hall way. I had completely forgotten about my sore muscles, thanks to the adrenaline Wesker's hold had brought as I trudged into the...what seemed to be a living room slash sitting area. It was dark in here too. No lights were on any where in the...apartment? Yeah, apartment. The only reason I found Wesker's cloaked figure was because of his glowing orbs.
I leaned against the large leather couch and stared at the tyrant that seemed to be making himself a cup of coffee in the kitchen that was connected to the living room by an open arch. He took his coffee black, as expected and sipped on it as he took several deep breaths. 'He's in pain, isn't he?' Wesker then groaned in pain again as he tried to sit down at the round table slightly to my right. 'Yeah, he is.' I shook my head and sighed.
"Is there something you would like to say, Miss Boyd?" It sounded like he had forced himself to speak. Like he was in so much pain it hurt to even talk.
"Yeah, if your in that much pain why don't you just go lay down? Take some pain pills? Get some rest? You'd feel better. Trust me, I experienced that first hand." As I said that I couldn't take my eyes off of his eyes and during my last sentence I rubbed the back of my blood coated head thinking about how much pain I had been in earlier.
His glowing eyes were so...readable? Is that what it was? Because just by looking into the cat like irises and the golden slits I could feel and see the pain inside of them. Maybe it was just me. I'd always been able to see right through people.
There was something else about his eyes too. They...they were...oh I don't know! They mesmerized me I guess. I just wanted to...maybe get closer. Stare at him from nose to nose. See those eyes even closer, see how they shined when they were full of joy instead of pain, see how they darkened when angered,...see how they changed with emotion. I don't know why but I did.
"I don't have time for such luxuries. And has any one ever told you staring is rude?" Wesker replied.
I had been so entranced by his eyes that I hadn't even paid attention to the fact Wesker had rose a brow at me for my earlier comment.
"Also," Wesker then laid his elbows on the table and rested his head in his hands, his coffee forgotten by his arm on the table. "Since when do you care about my well being?" Wesker's glance was no longer pain filled but curious.
When curious the gold in Wesker's eyes would spin around his yellow pupil, it almost looked like the gold was swimming in a pool of blood red.
I crossed my arms and looked away, pretending ignorance as I blew out a puff of air from my lungs. "Since you saved me from The Mansion exploding and healed my injuries. You also cared enough to put me on the bed instead of throwing me on the floor." I explained. It was the truth yet a lie, I couldn't exactly tell him it was because he was a fictional character I've been fascinated with since I was young.
"Yes but I caused the injury that put you in that predicament." Wesker had his arms crossed now, slightly leaning in the chair as if trying to pretend he was not still in pain. "Also do not mistake cautiousness with gentleness." He added.
"So?" I shrugged. I really didn't care. "Oh and I won't."
"Good." Wesker then slowly got up from his seat and put his coffee cup in the sink. "Now Miss Boyd as long as your with me I'm going to be setting some ground rules." Wesker walked over to the coat rack and grabbed a long silk jacket. Then he turned his light red glowing orbs to me. "One; you will obey all and any commands I issue. Two; you will listen to me and only me. Three; you will not attempt escape, I know you are smart enough to have already noticed the situation you have been put in. I suggest you act accordingly." He then straightened the sleeves and folded back the collar of the jacket. "Four; you will respect my orders and not ask questions or give snarky replies. Unless of course you enjoy pain." He paused to let me reply.
I replied with a shake of my head, 'No.'
"Five; you will follow beside me unless I say otherwise. Understood?" Wesker finished and I nodded, 'Yes'. "Good, now we are leaving." Wesker, with that said opened the door in front of him and I followed swiftly behind like an obedient dog.
I followed him to the elevator of the apartment building, which had been just down the hall. I listened to the elevator's back ground music for only a few minutes before I had to ask questions.
"Why did you save me?" I looked up to him and noticed he had put back on his shades. I looked up to him as I put my hands in my pockets.
"After seeing your skill, cunning, instincts, and intelligence in action I decided you could be useful and that it would be a waste to let you die there." He stated in a monotone without even moving from where he stared at the elevator doors.
"What about Brit? She had those things too?" I asked.
"Miss Rahmonn was not the one that sacrificed her live and was left to die. You were." The way Wesker said that made me feel bad, as if my act of selflessness was selfish in some way.
'It takes one turn down a road to end up on a completely different path.' I thought as I sighed and looked down at my feet.
Then as we reached the first floor another thought came to mind, "Where are we?" I asked.
"Raccoon City." Was the only thing Wesker said as he stepped out of the elevator. I followed quickly behind him as we headed to the parking lot.
I know at that moment as we neared an open area I should have thought about escape, but it never once crossed my mind. Oddly I wanted to stay with the man that was a walking time bomb instead, go figure. That had really been the best opening for me since Wesker was weakened by pain..but then again so was I. The way I saw it, in the long run it was safer to stay with him. Even though there was consequences.
It was a few minutes of walking before we came up to a black sports car. "Get in." Wesker commanded as he got in on the driver's side. I did as commanded and got in and buckled up.
"Okay...one more question. Where are we going?" I said turning to Wesker as he backed out of his parking space.
"To pay a quick visit to an old friend." He replied.
I didn't like the sound of that.
(Okay what do you think? R&R please! The plot will be revealed later but in the prologue were just telling you which road our character's will be heading down. Not all chapters will be this long. ^_^)