Changes Within
Chris had finally led them directly to an abandoned hospital. He wanted to scope out the area to see if it was safe; there was no point. He could sense B.O.W.s coming their way. He held up a clenched fist, telling them to wait.
"Hold on," He said, readying himself for the overwhelming amount of B.O.W.s coming their way. "We're being surrounded by B.O.W.s. Don't move…"
No one moved a muscle as the first licker approached them, feeling around with his tongue. Chris motioned for everyone to move back as he started to tap his foot, gaining the licker's attention.
The licker roared and jumped after Chris; Chris merely sidestepped it and grabbed its tongue. He had an evil smile blooming across his face.
"Wesker made you? Huh…then I can kill you."
Chris' evil dissipated into a frown as he ripped the licker's tongue out of its head and stabbed it in its exposed heart with his right hand. The licker let out a cry before falling down to the ground, dead before anyone could blink; including Mickie, who was surprised by how fast he could move now.
Jill blinked to see if her eyes were playing tricks on her mind. No; he was that fast now.
What just happened? Jill thought, still in disbelief. Is it because of his shortage of blood? Or is it because of Claire, Leon, and myself?
Before she could come up with more theories as to why Chris was so fast, she heard another licker approach her from behind. She started to pull out her PX4 handgun, which had a high critical hit rate. But Chris stopped her before she started shooting.
"Everyone, take cover on my signal…" He pulled out two hand grenades.
"NOW!" He pulled the pins and led everyone to cover. The blast was enough to kill all of the lickers in the area. Now all they had to do was find Wesker; easier said than done.
"Nice thinking," Mickie said, peeking around the corner. "Now what?"
Chris' head was ringing from the sound of the blast; and then some. He REALLY was running on fumes at this point. He continued to hear Wesker's voice in his mind.
You know you can't resist this feeling inside of you…you want the blood. You want it so bad that it burns…it's worth losing one, right?
Chris looked over at Jill, whose neck was bearing right in front of him. It was like hanging a prize over his head, knowing he couldn't harm Jill. Aside from all of that, the voice grew louder.
Isn't it? Isn't blood what you need?
No…no, it's not…
"Chris? Chris, are you okay?" Claire reached out to touch her brother, only to be pushed away. "Chris…"
He didn't want to bite anyone. The only thing he wanted to do was get rid of Wesker. And he would do that by killing him. But, it would be easier said than done…
"Claire, just…just stay away…ahh!"
Chris couldn't take anymore. His body wasn't gonna last much longer, and he had to do something before he really hurt someone.
I gotta do something, He thought, standing up. I can't stay with them anymore…
Seeing his vision blackening once again, Chris let out a brutal yell and sprinted away from Mickie and the group before he could hurt anyone.