Create, Enjoy, Destroy

Create, Enjoy, Destroy

Ada prepared to be killed. When she started working for Wesker she had a feeling this was how she was going to die.

Click! Click!

"What the hell is wrong with this? It's loaded! What is this all through it?" Wesker asked. Ada looked at the gun.

"It appears to be… silly putty. Ming struck again." Ada replied.

"I just shot you in the leg right before your hideous sister appeared! When could that child have had a chance to do this?"

"Even I don't know how she pulls off half of the things she does. One time, she managed to replace an order of beef chow mein with dog biscuits. Kim doesn't even have a dog."

"You get to live a while longer. At least for a few more hours. The good news is I've decided not to shoot you. The mention of dogs gives me another idea. I need to have this cleaned out. I'll just have you euthanized instead."

"What was that?"

Several of Wesker's other employees were already attempting to restrain Ada. She was not willing to go down without a fight, even though she was hurt from the shot to her leg. Otherwise she would've probably killed the entire team. The men managed to eventually get her to the point where they could tie her up.

"Ada, this is quite disappointing. This is not at all how I planned on killing you if you proved to be a problem. I was going to capture Kennedy, and kill him in front of you beforehand. Then I was going to shoot you. I was hoping you'd beg for mercy." Wesker said. One of his employees went and got a syringe.

"I don't beg." Ada hissed.

"Ada, it is a shame I have to destroy you. You know what they say, behind every great man there is a woman. I had hopes that you would be that woman."

"I'm not going to make this fun. See how I've totally given up and am awaiting the inevitable."

"Men? Shut her up for good. I'm tired of listening to her voice."

Ada didn't even flinch when she was injected. At least it was going to be quick. Wesker started laughing as Ada stopped moving. Of course, what she was feeling was not at all what she expected. She was supposed to be tiring, almost as though she were falling asleep. It wasn't like that at all.

"Make sure she's dead, and then dispose of the remains." Wesker said as he began walking off. The scientist who had injected Ada tried feeling for a pulse, but Ada suddenly grabbed his arm and threw him. She broke the ropes restraining her and the employees freaked out, thinking she was a zombie. Wesker turned around and Ada was standing, looking stronger than ever. The wound on her leg was no longer bleeding, although it was still there.

"Ming must've switched the drugs." Ada said.

"You lucky bitch! You are going to die today if it kills me too! Men! Whichever one of you kills Ada gets a raise!" Wesker yelled. Some of the employees opened fire on Ada. She started dodging. Wesker had never seen anyone move so fast. It was inhuman.

Great. Ming had totally ruined Wesker's life. Now Ada was fast.

The Eurasian woman launched herself at the men, and bit one of them hard. She started scratching at the others like a wild animal. Wesker went and forced the scientist Ada had thrown to his feet. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?! I WANTED HER DEAD, NOT STRONGER THAN EVER!!"

"I-I think her niece switched the poison with the ability enhancer Jones was tinkering with." The man said.

"What ability enhancer?"

"He wanted to give it to you, make you even more powerful than ever. I was supposed to keep it a secret. It hasn't been tested. It might still kill her, even though the way she's tearing through the ranks, it looks like Jones' experiment was a success."

"Well, I know she's fast… and strong. I think I may have a use for her yet. Get me Jones. I want to know exactly what powers she's supposed to have developed."

"Jones is dead. Ada just ripped his head off with her bare hands."

Ada stopped and looked around. Then she looked horrified. She had killed dozens and dozens of people before. It was her job. But she had never killed without thought. It was just stupid. She didn't kill mindlessly, because that was suicide. And she didn't understand how she had done it too. What was with the claws? She was no wild animal. She was far more intelligent than half the people Wesker employed, even the scientists.

"Forget Jones. I just had the most deliciously brilliant idea ever…" Wesker said, staring at Ada, who was trying to get her claws to go back to normal.