She saw Wesker swinging at her and just managed to dive out of the way. He swung again and again she was able to avoid him, but just barely. He was too fast for a human. It surprised her to notice that it was a suringe that he was trying to stab her with but that didn't help her nerves. What ever was in there must be dangerous and she was running out of backup room. She didn't want that needle anywhere near her.
The only problem was that she was running out of room. This wasn't a cargo plane for crying out loud. He must have realised as mutch because he smiled in a manner that made her queasy. Glancing over his shoulder she saw her salvation. She only had to hold him off for a minute more. Then it would be over and done with.
All the warning buzzards went off, halting Wesker's progression. Alice seized the oppritunity amd shoved him hard. He went flying forward as the mountain side rushed up to greet them. She took a small amount of satisfaction in his surprised look then they slammed into the ground and everything went insane. Somehow, once it was over she managed to stagger from the wreakage. She collapsed not far from the burning tangle of metal and passed out as her wounds slowly healed over. Her last thoughts were of satisfaction.
It was finally over. She could finally sleep.
That didn't last. The virus that ran rampant throughout her denied her even that.
There was nothing left. She was hollow. Her mission of six years was over and she had nothing left. She didn't know where she was going or why but after a month of walking as aimlessly as the undead she found herself at the norther tip of main Japan. She staired blankly across the water at the island of Hokkaido. Not knowing why, she walked into the water and forced herself to swim.
The swim was cold but for the first time she was reminded of the fact that she was alive. She wasn't human but she was alive - and maybe that was enough. She could never truely fit in amonst a human populace but she could protect them. Her quest for vengance was done and now she needed to serve the living instead of the dead.
As she swam she remebered all that had died, those she knew personally and those she didn't. Each she remember and each she finally put to rest. She mourned greatly amd her salt joined that of the mighty ocean. Each she remembered and each she whispered their name in her mind. She thought of Rain and J.D., Matt and Carlos, One and his soldiers, Peyton and Morales, Otto and Mickey, L.J. and Betty, Chase amd those of the convoy she didn't know. She remembered each of them and when she pulled her body up onto the Hokkaido rocky shore she remembered them not as people she grieved for, but people she lived for. Felling her heart beat for the first time in a month she turned her eyes north. North to Mother Russia, then onto Alaska.