I DO NOT OWN RESIDENT EVIL, CAPCOM DOES
New chapter up, hope you like it. Sorry it took so long, but had to figure out how to post another chapter, and my first two got mixed up. So you might want to reread them if you haven't. Thank you.
Tyrant
Claire's POV
I looked at Wesker, more like glaring. How could he do this to me? I looked around the room, my eyesight was much better, however it wasn't bad to begin with. I growled and tried to lunge at Wesker, "How dare you. You just had to do this, just to piss my brother off. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hoped Chris would come for me, and hoped he didn't care that I was now a tyrant. Damn could my luck get any worse? I made a run for it, out of the room. I had to get out of here, and get to Chris. I had to.
Wesker's POV
I watched as the girl ran, she wouldn't get far, as much as she hoped. I thought of nothing besides getting her back, she was still his experiment. Now she could last longer. I could break her. I smirked at the idea. Of course it would piss off Chris, but it would make it so he would come to help his needy, little sister. Now that she was like me, I could use her as much as I want to. It is her brother's fault for getting her involved in all of this. Just by inviting her to the S.T.A.R.S office that fateful day. Oh how I wished that I could of gotten her to trust me beforehand. Oh well, she will have no choice now, if she wants to get off the island. I let her have a headstart, but as soon as she reached down the hallway, I would chase after her, which of course I always keep my promises. To let her have the hope to achieve freedom, to have it taken away from her almost immediately.
Claire's POV
Claire kept running. I made it down to the end of the hallway. I hoped for the freedom to be able to get out of here. As soon as I did, I heard him coming after me. There goes the hope, dashed. She frowned and leaped up on to the ceiling, actually surprising him, but it didn't look like it. I saw him leap and grab at me, which he caught me. Tackling me down, I tried to fight him off, but I was powerless against him. If he could beat my brother, how could I possibly beat him? I was weaker than Chris damn it. I kept fighting, not wanting to give in to him. "Dearheart, I suggest stopping, before you force my hand and wind up hurting you. Which will delay the plans of experimentation." I heard him loud and clear, but that still didn't stop me from trying. Chris always told me to never give up, not if there is still a chance to fight. I heard Wesker move his hand, but before I could dodge, I felt it hit the side of my head,
then darkness.
Sorry for another short chapter, but there will be longer ones, and this story will be long. Read and Review please!