Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Resident Evil, its characters, cities, and monsters, nor do I own FFVIII or Chuck Norris…I only own Remus and Vic…
"Geführt schneller!!" Remus yelled at himself as he ran down the hall. He turned his head to look behind him and tried to run faster. There were at least twenty Cultists running after him with sickles, scythes, and a crossbow. He was too weak from blood loss to fight that many. Maybe five or ten, but definitely not twenty.
"¡¡Consiga el monstruo!! ¡¡Mátele!!" The lead Cultist yelled pointing at him. Remus snorted, "Monster my ass…" He had to find a way to ditch them fast or he was going to past out. The combination of blood loss, over exertion, and exhaustion were starting to wear him down greatly. He started to slow and the Cultists behind him slowed as well, raising their weapons as they crept closer to him and he leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
Remus snarled in annoyance, "You know what, little creepers? I still have my favorite gun on me…And then…I'm going to kick the rest of your asses…Chuck Norris Style!!" The head Cultist descended on him, his sickle poised to rip his shoulder in half. Remus drew his Wildey Hunting Magnum and grinned like a crazed mad man.
The gun fired, ripping a gigantic hole through five of the Cultists chests. They fell in a bleeding heap on the red carpet. "You might want some cold water to get that stain out, y'know?" Mocking them and sounding like Raijin from Final Fantasy VIII. He snickered as he pulled the trigger again and again, soon the hall and the floor was carpeted in blood and soon there was only one Cultist left.
Remus grinned; he did say he'd kick the last of their asses like Chuck Norris didn't he…?
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Leon had to admit defeat. He sighed; they were lost. "Guys, I think we need to go back to where Remus and Saddler were," Leon said turning to the two. "You sure, Leon? I mean, he and Saddler were fighting like caged dogs…" Luis said as he glanced behind him. "I think we should just leave him!! He's mean and grumpy!!" Ashley said as she huffed and crossed her arms.
"No, I made him a promise six years ago. I'm not going to leave him behind. You can stay here if you want, Ashley, but Luis and I are going back to help him," Leon said as Luis nodded and they turned to go back the way they came. After a few steps they heard Ashley yell for them to stop. "Fine, then!! I'm coming with you guys then!! I'm not in the mood to be carried off by those goons again!!" Luis rolled his eyes, sure the blonde was a decent package but must she be a spoiled brat? And those ears…
"Let's go then," Leon said turning away again and walked down the corridor.
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Remus slid down the wall, panting as he tried to calm his wildly beating heart. He needed to eat something and he was in no mood to eat fake fruit. His body wanted something warm, something freshly killed, something…Remus turned his gaze back to the knocked out Cultist he had went Chuck Norris on, his stomach growled and clenched in hunger pangs.
Remus felt his body move on its own accord; he stood and stepped on the dead bodies in his way. They weren't warm, they weren't fresh. Their blood had stilled and had started to congeal inside the dead veins.
He stood over the slumped figure and knelt. He could feel the Cultist's pulse from where he knelt; he could hear it sluggishly beating. He hoped a Plagas wouldn't leap out the man's throat. He tugged the man forward, gently pushing the head back to reveal the pale neck. His face scrunched up in disgust, he had a feeling the flesh would taste horrid. But so long as it was edible he'd be fine.
The cultist had begun to wake up and Remus felt himself grin as he lunged into the neck, digging his teeth in, biting and ripping. The cultist struggled to scream but all that came out was blood and noisy gurgles. Remus kept biting and ripping, devouring the cultist's throat. And that was the scene Leon, Luis, and Ashley came upon in that narrow corridor. Remus thought faintly that he had heard a high pitched scream, but kept on eating.
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"Come on!! Remus should be down here a—Fuck…" Leon had begun to say, but stopped talking as he took in the sight before him. Blood and gore drenched the walls, the carpet and some of it had even managed to reach the high ceiling. He heard Luis gasp, and Ashley start screaming and he felt his eyes widen at the sight of Remus, drenched in blood and gore, ripping into a screaming cultist.
Leon watched transfixed on the gory scene until a thud to his right caught his attention. The sound also caught Remus' attention as well, and turned his bloodied face towards them, odd colored eyes almost eclipsing the whites of the eyes, and the iris had dilated, giving him a wide eyed expression. Remus blinked and the pupils had started to return to normal. He stood and cupped his head with his right hand and leaned against the wall near the now dead body.
Remus looked up in confusion and turned his gaze to Leon. "L…Leon? Oooh…My head feels like it's about to split in two…Why are you here? I-I thought I told you two to run…" Remus stuttered as he rubbed his face. He felt something sticky and looked down. Blood coated his hands and he looked down at the body behind him. I did that…? I must've…He thought as he took a tentative step forward.
Leon snapped out of his trance and stepped forward to help Remus walk. He decided he'd ignore what happened and keep going. "Luis, do you have a napkin?" Leon asked as he looked over at the Spaniard. Luis nodded digging around in his pockets, "Si, mi amigo. Ah, here it is." Leon took it and gave it to Remus, "Clean up. Luis, try to wake Ashley up, we need to head on out." Luis nodded and began to nudge the girl with his foot, "Princess, hey Princess!! Wake up…" Luis sighed heavily and nudged her harder.
"Unh…Oh, Leon…I had this scary dream…" She said as she sat up, "That guy, Remus, was eating one of those robed goons and it was horrible!!" She cried out as she stood up shakily. "Hey, I take offense to that, mini-bitch…" Remus bit out grumpily. He stood and threw the bloodied handkerchief on the floor, his face now clean. "We need to get going…We need to go down this hall, hang a right, go straight and then hang another right. That should get us to the right room, to get out of the castle," Remus said, as he looked around.
Leon and Luis nodded, while Ashley did her best to hide behind Luis. "Let's go then," Leon said as he headed down the hall, followed by Luis and Ashley, and at the end Remus himself.
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Leon and Ashley walked in, followed closely by Luis and Remus. Salazar had his back turned to the group.
"I think you lived long enough, let's see if you can survive this time," Salazar said laughing. Remus and Luis looked up as the ceiling began to move. The door behind them slammed shut, its sound final. Leon growled out in agitation as Salazar made his escape through a door to the far left, laughing. Leon looked up at the moment the spikes thrusted through the holes in the ceiling. "No!!" Ashley screamed as she tried to find a way to escape. "Oh verdammt...This doesn't look good…" Remus muttered as he groaned.
It was one thing to have Trypanophobia, but this was really pushing it.
A/N: Well, here it is!! This story is going to be more then 10 chapters, so that's a good thing. And for those who don't know what it is, Trypanophobia is the fear of injections. I have the same phobia, but I'm doing my best to conquer it. Not working…Anyway!! School is tomorrow, and ch10 is due this Friday. I should be able to make the dead line easy. Also, before I forget 'Oh verdammt' is German for 'Oh damn', just in case you didn't know. By the way, Remus eating people is all my BETA's fault. She suggested it and I thought it'd be great gory fun to write it…Danke, please read and review!!
