Wesker heard the door open behind him followed by the shuffle of footsteps and he knew they'd gotten through his last defenses but he was worried. He was, after all, Albert Wesker, a god by right of Uroboros and it was finally time to end the life of the pesky Redfield who had been plaguing his efforts all these years.

"Your plans are finished," Chris yelled as the unmistakable sound of his gun cocking followed thereafter.

"There's no way out this time," Sheva added.

He couldn't help but smile. These insignificant bugs actually believed they had the right to stand before him, to threaten him and it was time to take off the velvet gloves, metaphorically of course, the world was still unworthy to feel his naked touch.

"Don't you two ever tire of failing your mission?" He pulled off his glasses, his eyes glowing as his anger grew. "You really are becoming quite an inconvenience for me."

Turning, he tossed the shades at them and dashed forward, grabbing Sheva's gun as she raised it and pushing Chris out of the way with a simple brush of his shoulder. As Chris flew into a nearby pole, Wesker flipped Sheva onto her back and turned to face Chris, a grin forming on his lips as he slid his sunglasses back into place.

Wesker was unable to keep from chuckling as Chris began unleashing a hail of bullets at him, all in vain as the virus that flowed through his veins gave him had accepted him and given him a new life. When Chris charged him, Wesker again smirked as he stopped the attack with ease, delivered a swift kick and tossed him into the rail.

Chris started to shoot once again, missing every shot as Wesker dodged with a quick flip, landing behind Sheva and grabbing her arm, yanking her back into his chest and placing his hand firmly across her throat. As she struggled he increased the pressure of his hold and glanced at the closest thing he'd ever had to a nemesis.

"Why are you doing this?" Chris demanded as he trained his gun on him. "What do you accomplish by unleashing Uroboros?"

"Every day humans come one step closer to their own self destruction," he answered. "I'm not destroying the world, I'm saving it."

"You're insane," Sheva croaked.

Wesker smirked. "With Excella gone, I'm going to need a new mistress to keep me satisfied during my reign. Perhaps we'll see is Uroboros accepts you as it did me and then…" He leaned and whispered in her ear, "You'll understand everything."

"Sheva!" Chris shouted.

She pulled away, ducking down and rolling away from Wesker as he dodged a bullet, dashed at Chris and jabbed his fist into his face. Sheva took a shot, watching in disbelief as he dodged and continued blocking the attacks Chris was throwing at him. When he grabbed her wrist and caught Chris' a moment later, he heaved them over his shoulders like feathers and tossed them down onto the lower platform.

XXXXX

"This guy's lost it," Sheva said through clenched teeth as she got to her feet, snagging the virus viral that had fallen from her pocket.

"Keep a good hold on that," Chris said staggering to his feet. "It may be our only chance."

Wesker jumped over the railing, landing on his feet and said, "Things are beginning to get interesting now, eh Chris? Do you really think you two can defeat me?"

"Either way, I'm not going to stop until I'm dead," Chris decreed.

"Well then," Wesker said with a devious chuckle. "I'll just have to kill you quickly, won't I?" He glanced at Sheva. "You on the other hand, I have a few plans I think you can help me with."

She shook her head. "You're absolutely insane if you think I'd help you with anything."

Wesker chuckled again. "I know what it is you're looking for or rather should I say whom."

Sheva lowered her gun slightly. "Wh-What?"

Seeing an opportunity, Wesker sprinted towards her in a split second and pressed his elbow into her chest, sending her flying back onto the floor. He stepped to the left and right in one smooth flowing motion as Chris fired at him and lunged forward, narrowly missing when he rolled out of the way.

The flood lights in the immediate area shut off and a rocket exploded onto Wesker, a large cloud of smoke erupted when it connected.

Chris joined Sheva who stood in the far right corner with a spent launcher.

She shook her head when she saw his figure advancing towards them from the shroud. "How did he survive that?"

"Sheva, Sheva, Sheva," Wesker said wagging his finger. "That fire you have just makes me want you more. Come now, I know you ach to feel the power of Uroboros and I'm willing to give it to you, that and the name you seek for a price."

Chris glanced at his partner. "What's he talking about?"

She shrugged. "He's just trying to confuse us, don't lose focus now I'll distract him and you-"

"No," Chris said shaking his head. "I don't want you anywhere near him. I'll keep him busy."

Sheva watched him run at Wesker and engage in a fisticuffs round though it was easy to see that the upper hand was not on Chris' side. Stepping around so she was behind the two, she crept behind Wesker and gasped when he whirled around and slammed his fist into her chin, sending her straight to the floor.

"Sheva!" Chris yelled as he pulled out his shotgun and unloaded shells into Wesker's back.

Seeing Wesker fall to his knees, temporarily hurt by the up close force of the shot, Sheva scrambled back to her feet, withdrawing the needle as she went and jammed it into his neck and shrieking when his blood touched her. She backed away, clutching her hand and watching Wesker fall onto his hands.

"Are you alright?" Chris asked coming over to her.

"Fine," she replied, her eyes still on their foe as he grunted and grabbed his head. "Did it work?"

Wesker screamed as blood fell from his lips and he tore his glasses from his face, slowly rising to his feet as he stared at them with clenched teeth as his veins bulged. "This isn't over, Chris." He gave a hard glance at Sheva before turning and leaping onto the next platform that housed the aircraft.

They took off after him, realizing what it would mean if he got away. As the bomber geared up, the launch doors opening for it, Chris lunged for the loading doors and held his hand out for Sheva. Pushing herself as hard as possible, she leapt forward and grabbed it just as it took off and exhaled as he pulled her aboard.

"If you'd told me I would have been chasing an aircraft carrying a virus to kill all of the world's population a few days ago," Sheva breathed as she set her head on Chris' chest. "I would have called you insane."

Chris put his hand onto her head and chuckled. "I call that a Tuesday."

"How sweet."

Back on alert, Chris and Sheva pulled out their guns and crept further inside the loading bay of the ship. On the other side of the small room they saw him knelt beside the next door.

"You can certainly do better than him," Wesker said. "It would seem I have underestimated you two, you're an even bigger pain in the ass than I thought."

"Save it, Wesker," Chris snarled. "There's no one left to help you now."

"I don't need anyone else," Wesker retorted, the venom in his voice unmistakable. He slammed his fist into the wall, denting it and stood up. "I have Uroboros. In less than five minutes we'll have reached the optimal altitude for missile deployment. Uroboros will be released into the atmosphere, ensuring complete global saturation."

They moved out of the way as he jumped towards them and he dove for Chris, landing blows to his side and face as he held his gun hand. Wesker whirled and slammed his leg into Chris' back, sending him flying into the far wall.

Turning his attention to Sheva, Wesker smirked. "I would run."

She ducked as he shot at her, hiding behind a slim pole and yelping when a bullet hit her arm.

"Your feeble attempts only delay the inevitable."

Chris fired, his anger rising as his bullets missed and Wesker refused to stop his assault on Sheva. "Get the hell away from her."

"The entire world will be infected," Wesker said finally turning his attention to Chris and appearing in front of him in a swirl of black smoke, his gun now directly pointed at him. "And new Genesis is at hand and I am its creator."

"Fuck off," Sheva yelled as she rushed forward with her knife drawn.

Wesker flipped backwards, landing on the ceiling and aiming down at them. His gun fell from his hand when Chris shot and he lunged down at him, sweeping Chris from his feet with a quick leg roll.

Sheva ran at him and stabbed her knife into his arm, struggling for a brief moment as he forced it away and hooked his hand around her throat. It took her a minute but she was able to pry his fingers away and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his arm and tossing him onto the floor.

"I've had enough of your bullshit," Chris declared as he ran to Wesker and plunged the needle into his neck. "You're just another one of Umbrella's leftovers."

Wesker staggered away, falling to his knees as he fought the virus.

"You know what we have to do," Sheva said glancing at the lever on the back wall.

"Alright, cover me," Chris said.

Sheva ran back with him as he dashed for the lever and turned back when she heard Wesker approaching them and fired as he jumped out of the way, onto the wall and at Chris, narrowly missing as his punch broke through the wall beside the lever.

As the loading door opened, the air began sucking out viciously, pulling the crates out tugging at the three of them as well.

"You'll pay for that," Wesker growled, turning to Chris.

"Hang on," Chris shouted.

Sheva grabbed a pole as the air pulled at her and she watched as Wesker smacked into it and flew past her. Her eyes grew into saucers and her breath caught in her throat when she felt him grab her ankle. As she attempted to shake him off, her own grip falter as she realized he was not going to release her and she sadly glanced at Chris. Smiling, she let go of the pole and closed her eyes as she felt herself falling.

"No," Chris screamed, releasing his own grip and barely grabbing her before it was too late. "I'm not…letting you go."

"I'm taking the two of you with me," Wesker said as he grabbed her other shoe.

Thinking of that drink, Sheva pulled out her pistol. "Like hell you will."

Firing, Wesker let go of her and tumbled out of the craft.

The carrier crashed down into the lava ridden island below, scraping along until it came to a screeching halt and sent both Sheva and Chris cascading out the open hatch.

Sheva opened her eyes and smiled when she found she was lying on top of Chris, his hands still tightly holding onto hers. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," he answered with a groan. "I can't believe what you tried to pull." When she tried to get up he refused to let go. "Oh no, I'm keeping you right where I can see you."

She giggled. "Come on you, we should probably figure out some way out of here."

Standing up, Sheva checked her arm and gasped when she saw that the bullet wound she'd taken just moments ago was no longer there, as if it had healed and she shook her head, thinking that maybe she hadn't taken the hit.

"Everything okay, Sheva?"

"Yes," she replied looking up at him. "Where are we?"

Chris took a few steps away from the carrier. "I haven't a clue."

Footsteps drew their attention and Sheva was the first to see Wesker standing on an overlooking hill, staring down at them.

"I should have killed you years ago, Chris," Wesker said.

"Your mistake," Chris said raising his gun. "It's over, Wesker."

He grinned and plunged his fist into the container at his feet marked Uroboros. A flurry of tentacles began wrapping around his body and he pulled up a piece of the ship, crafting it into a makeshift blade and jumped to where they were. "Time to die."

"Fall back!" Sheva shouted running for the next rock formation.

"Do you really believe the world is worth saving?" Wesker asked as he slammed his new arm towards them.

The rocks crumbled as Chris ran across it, sending him to the lower level and separated them.

Sheva glanced down at him. "Oh no, Chris!"

Holding his stomach, Chris rose. "I'm fine, don't worry but you need to run. We'll meet up over there."

Wesker jumped behind him. "Natural selection leaves the survivors stronger and better. Humans have escaped this winnowing for far too long."

Firing rounds into Wesker's back from her high point of view, Sheva swore as she reloaded; her bullets didn't seem to be scraping the surface of his tentacle like armor. A few more shots and she saw something orange pulsating on his back and immediately informed Chris of the development via intercom.

More tentacles grew from his other arm and Wesker grinned at Chris, his eyes glowing. He turned and jumped to the ledge Sheva had been shooting him from.

"Sheva, run!" Chris shouted aiming his gun.

"Way ahead of you," she said heading away from Wesker.

Wesker began destroying the path behind him as he advanced towards her. "Everywhere, nothing but loathsome humans."

"You were human once," Sheva said looking back at him when she reached a dead end. "What makes you any different from the rest of us?"

Laughing, Wesker replied, "I am doing something about it and all you two are doing is standing in my way."

Swallowing her fear, Sheva leapt to the rock across the gap and felt her heart stop for a second when she felt it falling apart beneath her feet. She jumped for the next platform, snagging her nails into the rock as best she could. Dangling from the side of it she started trying to climb up though found that there wasn't much to help her pull herself up.

Chris saw her predicament and rushed around to the other side of the platform he was on, finding a large boulder in his path. "Just…hold on Sheva. Don't you dare let go."

"I'm…trying…" She pulled up, rolling onto the small space and panting as she sat up and saw that Wesker was closing in on her. "Ch-Chris?"

Looking the boulder up and down, Chris took a few steps back, rushed at it and started pushing. When it started to shift he began jabbing his shoulder into it, ignoring the jagged sides that dug into his flesh. Punching as hard as he could, he the rock finally dislodged and started to roll, with one final shout, he attacked it with both fists, sending it hurling into the lava and creating a path.

"Hell yeah," she commented as she jumped to the next rock.

Wesker flung his arm at her, the tentacles wrapping around her leg in mid-air and pulled her up then tossed her to the large rock formation in the center of the area.

Sheva hit the ground with a hard thud and yelled in pain as she felt the bone in her left arm crack.

Making his way to her, Chris pulled her off the ground and into his arms, his brows low as he looked at the cuts and bruises on her. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

She cracked an eye open and nodded. "No time for sweet nothings just yet, we still have to take this bastard down." Trying not to nurse her arm, she let him help her to her feet.

Wesker slammed down a few feet from them. "How touching," he mused. "I'm afraid it's time to put an end to this little love story."

Chris pulled out his shotgun and began firing while Sheva joined in with her machine gun, biting her lip to stop from shrieking as the recoil from the gun stung her injured arm. When Wesker sent his arm crashing at them, they rolled out the way on opposite sides.

With the pulsating object she'd seen earlier in sight, Sheva unloaded her bullets, ducking out the way when Wesker whirled around and swung the blade attached to his arm at her.

Facing the orange spot, Chris was able to shoot off two shells before Wesker dug his arms into the ground and the tentacles erupted back out, swirling around him in a tornado like motion.

"I have an idea," Chris whispered.

"What?" she asked.

"You'll know when it happens, stay here."

He waited until the whirlwind had ended and as Wesker recovered from the attack, Chris rushed him and jumped onto his back. He started pulling the tentacles away from the orange weak point that had revealed itself on his chest.

"Now, Sheva."

"I…I can't without hitting you."

"Then shoot through me," he grunted.

Refusing to do anything to hurt him, Sheva sprinted forward and began slashing at the spot with her knife. After a few seconds of hacking, she stabbed her weapon as far into it as possible and held as Wesker threw Chris off his back and fell to the ground. Withdrawing his own dagger, Chris ran back and plunged it into the point on his back, digging it in as far as he could.

Wesker pushed them off and staggered back. Looking at them with narrowed eyes, the ground began to shake and dissolved beneath his feet, sinking him into the lava as well.

The sound of a helicopter drew Chris and Sheva's attention and they looked on with relief as one appeared in the sky and hovered above them as a rope ladder fell down.

"Grab on," Jill yelled.

Chris made sure Sheva began to climb first and followed after, nearly missing the last rung as the rock he stood on fell into the lava. The two climbed up, happy to see friendly faces as they boarded.

"Chris!" Wesker screamed from the lava as the tentacles around his arm grew and wrapped themselves around the helicopter rail and pulled, trying to shake the aircraft down.

"Sheva, Chris," Jill said pointing to the wall. "Use those."

Pulling off one launcher, Sheva handed it to Chris and placed the second on her shoulder.

"Ready, partner?" Chris asked as they looked out at their foe.

Sheva smiled as she looked at him. "I'm ready for that drink."

Returning the smile, Chris heaved his launcher onto his shoulder and took aim. "I hope you burn in hell, Wesker."

"To the end of the nightmare," Sheva added.

Pressing the trigger, their rockets launched and split the air as they traveled down at him, exploding on impact.

Sheva smirked as the smoke cleared and Albert Wesker was no more. "That was for our fallen brothers."

Jill joined them as they looked on and said, "I know some people who will be happy to hear about his demise."

"Hasta la vista, baby," Chris muttered as he set the launcher down at saw against the back wall.

Sheva and Jill exchanged glances before bursting into laughter and joining him.

"You are so corny," Sheva said between giggles.

"Oh come no, I had to say something else, like at the end of the movies."

"You're supposed to say that before you deliver the ending blow."

He waved his hand dismissively. "What matters is that this thing is finally behind us and I don't know about you two but I'm ready to look forward." He slipped his arm around Sheva, pulled her close and whispered, "And the first thing on the agenda is to get that drink."

Feeling her face heat up, Sheva chuckled and rubbed her arm, pausing when she realized that it was fine, the fracture she'd felt earlier had vanished.

"Glad to see you two are fine," Josh piped from the pilot's seat.

Sheva tuned out the conversation the rest of them engaged in as she wondered what was going on with her. She didn't know when but something had happened to her and it wasn't normal. When she felt Chris give her a squeeze she banished that train of thought for the moment as other emotions flooded her mind. She hadn't felt like this in a long time but it was different from last time. He made her feel excited and bubbly and in truth she couldn't wait to see what happened after this moment. Though as much as she liked that feeling, she couldn't help but feel scared for a myriad of different reasons; reasons that had only been divulged to few and now a new one that only she suspected.

Glancing at him, she thought of all the pain and suffering she'd seen and felt herself and her reasons for joining the BSAA surfaced and she looked away at the island as it disappeared into the distance.