Name: Alice/Nemisis Untitled Drabble
Author: Strife-kun
Rated: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for Resident Evil Apocalypse.
Disclaimer: No own Resident Evil

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Everything that has happened, this trial. I despise it. Mat became Nemisis because of the Umbrella Corporation. Raccoon City was decimated because of them, and their mistakes. Mat, Nemisis, died because of them.

When I saw Mat, Nemisis, again, I hated him. He was a monster, and I couldn't believe that this is what I had allowed Mat to become. So I had to try and kill him.

It turned out that I was wrong. He was still Mat inside, and he remember me, and everything we had went through at the Hive. I found this out when we fought a second time. When the Umbrella Corporations' head, Major Cain, made us fight, to see which of us was the stronger project. I wanted to kill Nemisis, but I just couldn't.

Nemisis then proved to me that Mat was still alive inside. I had him pinned to a column, a metal piece through his stomach, I was urged to kill him, but I just couldn't. Major Cain then told him to kill me, and I thought that he was going to, but then, he didn't. Nemisis picked up his machine gun, and shot at the enemies. I was shocked.

We fought for a while, and then a helicopter came after me. Nemisis pushed me out of the way, and blocked it, while a part of the helicopter flew at me, knocking me back a couple feet. When I stood up, I saw Nemisis . . . under the helicopter. I was in shock. I wanted to run to him, but there wasn't enough time, we had to get out of here and quick!

I was heartbroken, and I didn't even get to feel it, mourn for the right amount of time. To let Nemisis, Mat, know that he was loved, cared for. Something strikes me as odd. What was I thinking about? The darkness around me starts to fade, as I awake in a strange room, in this tube full of water.

A man taps the glass and asks if I could understand him. I nod. The other people in the room let the water out of the tube, as I they start the process of removing me from the tube. One of the men walked to me, and handed me a towel. The head man asks me if I remember my name. I don't remember.