A/N: I LIVE! So, for anyone who is still possibly following this story and has been awaiting this update, here it be. It sat on my laptop in space for close to 2 years. As I've stated before I work a lot and get busy with life but I've been pushing for time to devote to the things I've always loved and enjoyed doing. So without further ado I present to you, Chapter 2: The Rabbit's Hole
~ Shaka!
What Became of Me
Chapter 2: The Rabbit's Hole
After Steve died I didn't really know what I was going to do. Escape? Maybe. My brother had found me and while we were currently separated I was hoping against all of the odds that were against us that he was alright. How had all of it happen in the first place? I guess that's more a question of 'why' it did. During my time with Wesker I've learned so much about Umbrella and it's founders among many other things. Like the fact that the experiments were started long before Umbrella was even formed and hundreds of people had died for their 'research'. All in the name of trying to find a way for one man to become god amongst men and reign supreme. What a joke...
If you ask me it's all just a waste. Waste of what you ask? Well here's a list for you:
1.) Waste of time.
2.) Waste of helpless lives.
3.) Waste of resources that could have gone towards far higher causes.
But no! Let's try and become immortal and rule everyone with an iron fist! I'm chuckling right now and causing myself pain. Yes, I'm still stuck. In this DAMN HOLE!
"WESKER!"
I scream his name. At lest it felt like a scream with how it made my throat burn. I know it's only bothering me right now because of the anti-virus in here with me. Nothing but silence. Why did I even bother? No, there is nothing alive on this damn island. Well there's stuff moving around but nothing that's actually alive and can respond. Except maybe Wesker wherever the hell his ass is at the moment. "Bastard." I mutter, getting sicker to my stomach I lay my head back against the dirt wall behind me. All of the vines I could grab hold of and use for leverage to climb out and I'm just sitting here. I mean if I could maybe raise my arm higher than my thigh that'd be great! Real useful but this damn anti-virus... It's just everywhere! Shit I'm sitting in it!
"WESKER!" Yelling and yelling some more. Now I hear something and I know it's not him because of its' hoarse breathing and dragging sounds. Oh joy! I'm about to have the wrong visitor and I can barely move. Ohhh I'm just being a big baby right now this liquid crap is nothing. 'If I can just push myself up a little bit and grab that damn vine I can at least attempt to use it for support.' I let out a groan, forcing my muscles to work and raise my arm stretching out my fingers and nope. See if I was still human, well, fully human at least, this load of crap wouldn't be bothering me! No, it wouldn't. See I could sit here and sit here and then climb out when I was damn well and ready to.
By now my visitor has arrived and is looking down at me. "Oh gross!" I take my hand over my hair and the right side of my face. "You son of a bitch. Keep your fluids to yourself!" He groans and starts leaning. "Yeah, fall in you dipshit!" I don't know what I'm doing. "I'll kick your teeth out!" Not that he understands and I could do that provided I could move. Turns out I didn't have to cause he's gone now.
"Now Dear Heart, you know not call on the locals."
I crane my head back and look up out of the hole. "Shut up." I say adding, "and get me the hell out of this hole!"
Wesker is never happy when he has to come to my aid. After all, I'm suppose to be his 'mate', his 'woman', his 'specific breeding partner'. Oh don't worry we'll be getting to all of that later on. After he got me out of the hole though and brought me back to the old facility we were here to investigate, I was just sitting in front of one of the computers regaining my strength as I started to think back to Antarctica again. After Wesker took Steve and my brother and I escaped I never knew what became of my friend. Did he come back or did he remain dead? That was one of the first questions I had asked Wesker when I began to follow him and it has remained unanswered to this very day. Wesker almost never talks to me despite the bond we have. We're bound together. Forever. Kinda sad really, reminds me of some horrible Soap Opera. Which is why I don't watch them.
He walks back in and takes a seat next to me. "So," I start. "Did you find what we came here for or-"
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"What do you mean 'no'?" Now I'm not happy, all that time I spent in that damn hole and this bastard hasn't even found what we came here for. "You said it was here!"
"And now it is not."
"Why isn't it?" I sit up in my chair more, my back a little achy as I press against the back of it before I squint my eyes at him. "It would appear someone retrieved it before us." His voice never wavers from his serious tone. "Someone knew we were searching for it and got here first."
"That's just fantastic." I don't get it! I just don't get it. Mr. Genius over there with his ultra fancy gadgets and gizmos and yet somehow someone figured out what were up to and BAM. "So now what? Are we gonna go after them?" I ask.
"We have to."
"All over one stupid tiny vial of pink crap..." I mumble under my breath pushing off of my chair standing up now. I know if I continue to sit I'll just feel sicker and weaker so I have to force myself to move more and there isn't anything to really restrict my movements now anyway. I'm pacing now, slightly agitated and rubbing my temples. He doesn't speak. Doesn't move. All that arrogant bastard does is sit there flipping through papers and tick away at the keyboard as he goes through what few files are left on that crudy computer. Finally he stands up and walks away. He doesn't lean over or look around, just walks with perfect posture. 'Proud. Arrogant. Self righteous.' I go through all of what he is, personality wise, that I have come to know over the years of being at his side. 'Prick!' Yeah that one always suited him, even before now.
He's heading for the door now and I know without words that I am to follow him without question cause we're done here. And with nothing left to be gained from this facility Wesker will see to its' destruction as well to ensure no one else can acquire the little bit of information that we now have, which really isn't much more than what we started with in the first place but I'm not saying anything. I know what he knows and the same is vice versa for him. It's not a mind link or anything like that if that's what you're thinking. We just know and I honestly can't explain it much beyond that. "Where to now?" I finally ask as we board the plane on the roof. I can see it on his face, he's thinking and pretty hard too from what I can tell about our current situation.
'We're going back."
"Already?" I ask a bit surprised. "There's still at least two other facilities we need to check for this stuff you said."
"You need to be examined."
Now I'm getting aggravated again. "No, I don't." The frustration is already in my voice, "I am fine." He looks at me, a flash of red behind his shades before he pulls them off of his face and he gets right up on me. Face to face. So close I can feel his breath on me. "You WILL be examined." His tone is even more serious, almost threat like. "And you know very well as to why." I look away from him and out the window of the plane as we begin the flight back. "Nothing is wrong-"
"Do not assume!" He's hollering at me. Wesker can seem so calm and collected but when it comes to this he gets extremely serious. "I should always leave you behind, but I do not." He's pacing now and I'm standing in silence, letting him get out what he needs to. "The risks are already great and then you get yourself stuck in a hole that is no less full of anti-virus which you know can harm us especially in such large amounts as what you were laying in."
"If you had come sooner I wouldn't have been stuck down there for so damn long!"
"You should know well enough how to check your surroundings and secure them!"
"You still don't get the point!"
"No, Dear Heart, you do not understand!" By this point his eyes are flaring at me, Wesker is on the edge of raging about all of this. "You know the severity, the risks, the challenges and I'm not going to lose another!"
I'm just standing there. Staring at him now. "You really think all of those losses only affect you?" My patience is growing thin and I'm ready to force the cargo bay of the plane open and just jump out, but I know I can't do that. I have to stay. Even if I fled he'd find me no matter where I would go. Wesker turns away from me and puts his shades back on. "You will go to the medical bay and you will be examined thoroughly." He looks at me over his shoulder. "Do you understand?" I say nothing but I nod my head, refusing to look at him. He knows he's won, he almost always does. Almost always that is. As Wesker passes through a door to the cockpit I remain where I am. "I'm starting to know what poor Alice went through when she fell down that rabbit hole and into Wonderland." I sigh, "only difference here is that there is no wonder." With that I know the flight back home will be long, so I follow Wesker through the same door, grab myself a blanket and curl up on a seat. The last thing I see as I shift my eyes from Wesker's back to look out the window beside me are clouds. Fluffy, white, cotton-like clouds.