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A/N: I am sorry for the long wait, but I happen to be battling a bad case of writer's block. How I hate writer's block. Well this is what I was able to come up with. It's short I know and I'm sorry for it. Still not sure about this chapter. I hope it's good enough for my readers because I love you all and I want you all to be happy. So here goes. Enjoy!
Arriving at the village, Leon and Dante hid behind a tree. Leon reached into his pockets and pulled out a pair of high tech binoculars. He zoomed in to take a closer look. "Looks like I found one of the officers I was with" he said. He passed the binoculars to Dante.
Dante too a good long look. He first noticed a man hanging from a burning tree trunk, penetrated through the chest by a long hook. He looked away from the man and spotted several local beings he took as the villagers going on and about; feeding the livestock, collecting buckets of water, harvesting hay. It seemed they saw no wrong doing, none whatsoever.
"Looks pretty normal" Leon said.
Dante handed him the binoculars, which Leon put away. "A little too normal" he added.
Leon laughed halfheartedly at Dante's comment. "It always does."
Dante pulled out Ebony. "Let's go" he said.
Leon stood up from his kneeling position, handgun in hand. "I suggest we take caution and stay out of view" he said. He took out a magazine and slid it into the butt of his gun, cocking it. He looked to his left. "There's a path through here. Come on."
Dante watched him leave. Could this human be trusted? There seemed to be something off about him. His reaction to his finding out that Dante wasn't human was eccentric. Most humans are either afraid or try to kill him (Sometimes both). Leon had turned his gun on him, but he only followed his instincts. Something a government trained agent would do. What struck Dante as odd was how he hadn't tried or done anything. Leon's mind must have screamed at him to eliminate the threat, but instead he chose to act on something else, But what?
Fear? No. Leon hadn't shown any fear. Could it have been trust? Dante did knot know. He did not know if Leon could be trusted. He did, however, know he wasn't a threat.
He hurried down the path and hid behind the nearest cabin. Leon was nowhere in sight. Dante moved closer to the corner and peered out, seeing Leon hidden behind a large crate. A few feet away from him was a woman with a pitchfork, tossing hay into a cart.
A cough followed by a growl caught Dante's attention. He looked up to see a man standing watch on the roof of the two store cabin and another man on the roof of the smaller cabin that connected to the two store cabin.
He knew leaving them alive was a great risk for either one would spot either him or Leon and give out their location. He took a few steps back and in one single soundless bound, landed on the roof of the cabin he had hidden behind. He slowly and quietly crept up behind the man.
Leon took his dagger out and stepped out of his hiding place, behind the crate. In quick silent strides, he snuck up behind the woman. He placed a hand over her mouth and with one swift movement, slashed her throat open.
Hoping the commotion hadn't caught the attention of someone nearby, he gently placed the corpse on the ground and moved to wipe the dagger clean on strands of hay from the cart. Seeing from the corner of his eye, the body disintegrate into the ground as had the others before.
A strand of hay moved and out jumped an unusual large grey rat. Leon cried out in surprise and stumbled back; holding on to the rat to keep from being bitten. The rats beady red eyes flared as it desperately tried to claw at Leon's face. Leon grunted as he struggled with the rat.
With great force, Leon threw the little vermin, hearing a loud squeak, and watched as it hit the ground, hard. The rat lay limp for a few seconds then pushed itself up to its feet. It glared at Leon and skittered off.
Leon sighed then grew stiff as he felt a presence behind him. "De tras de ti, imbecil!" a voice hissed. He turned and struggled as hands were wrapped around his neck.
With incredible strength, the man lifted him up into the air. Leon kicked him in the face as hard as he could. The man groaned and released him, falling back. Leon took his gun and shot him twice in the head. He took a few steps back to catch his breath
Shouts of alarm sounded in the distance. Leon knew things had gone from good to bad. He then could hear remote sounds of combat and gunshots. The window behind him shattered to pieces.
Leon instinctively dove forward, rolling on his back and onto his knees. An axe flew past his head. He spun around and fired several shots, succeeding in killing only a few of the many oncoming villagers. They came from all directions and in large groups.
Dante head-butted a man and kicked a woman away. He spun Ivory and Ebony. "Come on!" he chortled. He turned at the sound of gunshots coming from beyond the cabins. He leaped up to the roof of the two store cabin and followed said sounds, finding Leon surrounded by dozens of hostile locals.
Smirking, he reached behind his back, into the large black guitar shaped bag, and pulled out his sword Rebellion; a long silver sword with various small skulls on the hilt.
He raised it above his head as if he were to swing a baseball bat. "This one's gonna knock out 'em right out of the park!" he said. He swung his arms back and released his grip on Rebellion, throwing it. The sword spun rapidly and swiftly; hastily flying down toward the massive group of villagers, instantly beheading them as it went.
Leon finished his deliverance of a perfectly choreographed round house kick square into the jaw toward a male local, and ducked in time to avoid being beheaded. He turned at the sound of a chainsaw behind him and saw what appeared to be a man with a brown sack of some sort over his head. He let out a loud bellowing shout, and swinging the chainsaw around, charged at Leon.
Leon cursed and looked for an alternative. The man stopped suddenly; the chainsaw that had been roaring ferociously was not quietly purring. Leon looked on, confused. Why had he stopped? He watched as the man turned to face the other way, catching a glimpse of a shimmering light hastily going his direction.
Leon knew what was going to happen next. He cringed as he witnessed the man being sliced through; his upper torso toppling to the floor, followed by his lower torso.
Dante caught Rebellion and placed it on his back. He dropped down from the roof and stood behind Leon.
Leon turned and grabbed Dante by the collar of his coat. "You could've killed me!" he hissed. "But I didn't" Dante said in a nonchalant tone. Leon pushed him back. "You think this is a game?" he yelled. Dante slipped his hands into his pockets. "It's them or us, and quite frankly I'd rather it be them" he said. Leon growled and moved to attack him.
Dante blocked the oncoming punch and twisted both of Leon's arms behind his back. Leon grunted. "I am not the enemy here" Dante said. "You need to understand that these people are not human anymore."
Leon struggled to break free but Dante held his grip. "We can't help them" Dante continued.
Past memories flooded Leon's mind. He knew Dante was right. From the moment he killed that man in the cabin, he knew the people here weren't human. But he still held on to that little bit of hope.
He managed to free one of his arms and elbowed Dante in the face. Dante grunted and released him. He placed a hand to his face, "Tough guy, huh." He pulled out Ebony. Leon glared at him. Dante smirked and fired several shots; killing a woman, who, knife in hand, had snuck up behind Leon.
Leon turned to see the corpse disappear. He turned back toward Dante. "Thanks" he said. An angry yell was heard. He and Dante shot their heads toward the direction from whence the yell had emanated, to see a massive flock of locals approaching them. "Don't thank me yet" Dante said.
He pulled out Ivory and spun it around along with Ebony. Leon looked around, spotting a small space between both cabins. "Through there!" he cried. He and Dante rushed through and were surrounded instantly. They stood back to back. "Any more bright ideas?" Dante said.
The tolling of a bell filled the air. Dante and Leon watched as the villagers stopped in mid attack; staring with vacant expressions. It was as if the bell itself was controlling them.
"Oh. La campana."
"Es hora de resar."
"Tenemos que ir nos."
"Lord Sadler."
They each dropped their weapons, one by one, and slowly, in an utmost trance like way, walked into a cabin like building; the last person- a man to be precise- slamming the door behind him.
Leon and Dante exhaled and laughed in a manner the way a person did when having have witnessed a strange thing or are extremely uncomfortable. "Where's everyone going? Bingo?" Leon said.
A beeping sound was heard. Leon reached into his pants' pocket and pulled out his video transmitting radio. A Caucasian female with brown hair tied back in a bun and black framed glasses appeared on the screen.
"Leon, how ya holding up?" she questioned. "Bad question Hunnigan" Leon replied. Hunnigan gave him a look of sympathy. "Sorry to hear that" she said. Leon sighed. "Hunnigan, I have some bad news. I've confirmed the body of an officer. Something's happened to the people here."
"Leon" Hunnigan said. "You need to get out of there. Look for a tower. And follow the trail near it." Leon bobbed his head once. "Got it."
The transmission ended and the screen went black. Leon tucked the radio back in his pocket. Dante stood behind him. "That your girlfriend?" he said. Leon shot him a stern look. Dante raised his hands in the air. "Hey man, I'm just asking" he defended. "You know, if she lost the glasses, she'd be kinda hot."
Leon turned away. "We need to follow the trail by that tower" he said. "Come on."
He led the way to the only tower in the vicinity, up the trail, and through the doors.
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