A/N: This story may contain elements of sexual violation that offend viewers. If you have any sensitivity towards the subject, please do not continue reading. But if you don't care and just want to read some WxC, go ahead! :)

Prologue

It was midnight. The moon was shining low and tiny, tiny raindrops were tickling the ground. Everything felt so peaceful and silent. If it only weren't for the two men that were fighting each other, it would've been one of the most serene nights in town. Of course, this being the Resident Evil universe, there was no such thing as a serene midnight.

Chris tried to dodge Wesker's cobra strike, but failed to move away quickly enough and was struck in the chest. He flew backwards into a small pool of rain that had collected itself on the side of the unlit road. Coughing up blood he felt dazed and extremely injured. He had taken pretty much everything Wesker knew in martial arts and it felt like he had broken every bone in his body.

Chris had been staying at a hotel before that moment, before he would go to visit his sister. His hotel was part of an undisclosed village somewhere near the Rocky Mountains. A place that was hard to find, due to there only being one foggy road that led to the secluded village making it one of the safest places for a top BSAA agent. That road was the one they were on right now.

Too bad for Chris, he simply had to go visit Claire and the only plane he could catch was one that took off at midnight. He would've had an entire week to spend with his little sister and (judge) her new boyfriend before he would take on another BSAA mission. But when he walked to his car so he could head for the airport, he got caught off guard by the supposed to be dead Wesker, which ensued an unfair fight.

What the hell was Wesker doing here, how did he survive two rockets to the face while drowning in lava and how did he find him? A million questions rose inside the still conscious part of his head as he lay there powerless.

Though, Chris didn't have anymore time to contemplate Wesker's surprising appearance, because the man was charging at him again.

With the swift of the wind, Wesker leaped on top of Chris and started to punch our hero straight in the face.

"A-HH, EUGHKRK-, OU-" he cried out in pain as his face was being brutally assaulted. Chris' blood and tears were slowly mixing with the rain of the rain puddle they were in, giving it a disturbing color. Wesker stopped after five brawler punches and simply stared at the broken man in front of him. He watched Chris bleed and moan in pain. What an enjoyable show that was for him. He couldn't simply kill him here, that wouldn't be torturous enough, would it?

As he stared, Chris slowly started breathing again after he had coughed up most of the blood that was stuck inside his throat.

"H-how *ehugk* are you sti-ll a-a-live?" Chris cried. He was in no situation to embark himself free. Wesker was on top of him after he pretty much got slaughtered by his former Captain.

"Oh, Chris… You should've known by long that I'm indestructible. Nothing can kill me, for I am a god. I told you it would be inevitable to not succumb under my power, but yet you kept ruining my plans." Wesker said with his always confident voice mixed with quite some anger. He palmed the bruised cheeks of Chris in his right hand and pulled the man closer, their wet, one of them bruised, noses almost touching. "And just so you know, I am still angry at you for launching a rocket at my face." He said viciously.

The blond man threw Chris' face into the puddle that was mixed with his own blood, leaving him to drown. After the brunette started moving spastically, Wesker pulled him up and held him high. Chris struggled to gain some strength and still tried throwing a few punches at him, but Wesker didn't even flinch.

"Still fighting, are we?"

He punched Chris in his stomach, leaving him vomiting blood and in shock. Wesker then dropped Chris and got hold of Chris' car keys that had been dropped in front of the car. He unlocked the car and threw Chris in the back seat. Looking into the back of the car, he found two pairs of BSAA cuffs, almost like he had planned them to be there.

After cuffing Chris hands and feet, Wesker positioned himself in the driver's seat and started up the engine.

Chris groaned, as he felt his environment moving again. The brunette had been bruised and punched allover his body and he wished he'd stayed longer in the state of shock, because, with that now receding, the pain was becoming unbearable. Then the burning from inside and outside his entire body made Chris scream as he became evermore aware of his pains, all while hearing Wesker chuckle a little. The sick bastard! What is he planning?!

But fortunately the pain exceeded his limit of notice and he became unconscious.

To be continued…