This is my personal little ending to Resident Evil 5, changed slightly from the game to closer to what I wanted to see. If you haven't seen the ending you might not want to read further, as it would spoil it for you.

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BLAM!BLAM!BLAM!BLAM! The slide locked back on the rifle and Chris took a step back, grabbing a fresh M4 magazine and dropping the old one out. Just as he released the bolt he felt a tapping on his arm. Sheva gestured at the badly mutated Wesker, and, as the ringing in Chris's ears started to fade, he could hear Wesker screaming in agony. The twisted… thing, he could no longer be called a man, was on his knees, writhing in pain. Sheva and Chris exchanged a baffled look. Chris shrugged, took out a frag grenade, pulled the pin, and tossed it at Wesker's feet while Sheva distracted him with several shots at his head. The grenade exploded, knocking Wesker off his patch of rock and into the lava. He thrashed for several moments, then sank below the red surface. They stared for several seconds, hardly able to believe it could be that easy. As if what we've been through could be called easy, Chris mused. We must've put three hundred rounds into him. He glanced around uneasily. They were surrounded by lava and volcanic rock. Not good.

"You two still alive?" An accented voice crackled over the radio. Sheva grinned, recognizing the voice.

"Josh! We're fine, where are you?" She asked.

"I'm the only chopper around! Look up!" Josh replied. The two BSAA agents did so. A few hundred yards above them was an UH-1 Huey. It hovered closer, then the side door slid open and Jill leaned out. Relief washed over Chris. He had no clue how Josh had gotten the chopper, much less how Jill had flagged him down and got on, and he frankly didn't care. Jill waved, then leaned back and tossed a rolled up ladder down. It slammed to a halt a few yards away from them.

"Go!" Chris ordered. Sheva grabbed and started climbing rapidly. He paused for a moment. Is the helicopter going higher, or am I…He glanced down. The patch of rock the two of them had been standing on was melting. Chris dropped the rifle and leaped up, grabbing the bottom rung with both hands. The chopper started ascending, making the muscles in his arms scream in protest at the additional strain. He glanced down briefly. There was only lava below him. Fear surged in him, giving him the strength needed to pull himself up several rungs by his arms, gaining the space to bring his feet up onto a rung.

A few moments later he was near the top. Jill gave a faint smile before taking his hand and yanking him up into the cabin.

"We got them, let's go!" Jill shouted to the pilot. Josh glanced back, visually assuring himself that they were okay. Sheva gave him a relieved grin and a thumbs up.

"CHRISSS!" A voice bellowed. The group's feelings of triumph vanished. Chris leaned out in time to see Wesker, standing in the lava, hurl a long tentacle/arm at the chopper.

"Hang on!" He warned, bracing himself. There was a wet slapping sound as the worm-like appendage snagged the chopper by the landing gear and heaved. The small craft rocked several times, almost knocking Chris out. Sheva was sent sprawling. Only Jill retained her balance.

"We're not going anywhere until we finish him off!" She warned, grabbing a long metal case from under one of the bench seats. Sheva slung the AK-47 off her back, aimed at the arm, and fired a burst of rounds, to no effect.

"Better idea!" Jill said, lifting an RPG-7 from the case. The chopper rocked again, making her stagger. The rocket launcher required two hands to use, and the chopper was being yanked around by Wesker's 'arm'.

"You shoot, I'll hold you steady!" Chris said. He latched onto a metal bar with his right hand and grabbed her shoulder with his left. She set the launcher down on her shoulder, aimed, and fired.

The rocket left a pale trail of smoke as it soared through the air and into Wesker's chest, blowing him apart. The arm's grip slackened, then released the helicopter before limply plunging into the lava below.

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"Better get comfortable." Josh said. "It'll be a few hours before we get back to HQ."

"Thank you, Josh." Sheva said, embracing the man. "You came through for us."

"You would have done the same for me." Josh pointed out. "Nothing less."

"Yeah, I would have." Sheva said. "But you didn't need the help." Josh shrugged. Silence filled the cabin for a few moments.

"Finally." Jill said, closing her eyes. "It's over."

"This time, for real." Chris agreed, taking off the armor vest he was wearing and setting it down with a light thunk. "I do have one question for you, Jill."

"And that is?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. Chris didn't reply, instead wiping his stained and greasy hand off on his jeans, ignoring that the material was filthy, torn and bloodied. He reached into a small pocket and took out a gold ring, a small diamond sparkling on the top. Jill starting smiling almost uncontrollably, a tear running down her cheek.

"Jill Valentine…" Chris began slowly, getting down on one knee.

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That's how I wish Resident Evil 5 had ended. Not that I didn't like the ending, I just wish it had been closer to this. Hope you enjoyed. If you did, please take a moment and leave a review.

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