Immortal No More Chapter 10
Wesker regain conciousness and was in the middle of what looked to be a field of grain. The grains were swiftly blowing in the wind as the full moon shined down on them and Wesker just stared bewildered. He slowly got up and walked to a small hill hearing a roaring sound. Walking to the hill he let out a small yell as he stumbled back as he realized the hill was on top of a tall cliff overlooking the ocean.
Suddenly a howl was heard and he looked back to see a silver blur rush by through the blowing waves of grain. It ran up to a hill close to Wesker's and stopped allowing Wesker to get a good look at the amazing creature. The moon reflected on it's silver fur as the wolf gracefully pointed it's slender nose towards the clear sky. It let out a large howl, seeming as if trying to contact the stars themselfs.
Wesker stared in awe at it's beauty, but turned back to the field when he heard something walking through them. He looked over to see Spencer. And with him was Ada, but she wasn't fighting to get away. She just looked depressed and broken with bruises glittering in the moonlight. Wesker just stood agasp and Spencer placed an arm around her and started to laugh, "Wesker you are pathetic you know that? You couldn't barley even saev your own life. How do you plan on saving your woman's?" he asked mockingly.
Ada looked up at him for the first time with glazed over eyes, "Why Wesker? Why didn't you save me? I thought you cared for me Wesker...why didn't you save me? WHY!" Wesker backed up towards the hill from Ada's sudden outburst. He started to hear voices coming from all around him, "Why Wesker, why Wesker, why Wesker?" they chanted over and over as images of every person he ever killed started to materialize and walk to him. Krauser, Hunk, and the deceased S.T.A.R.S members joined Spencer and Ada and advanced on Wesker.
Wesker was still backing up not noticing he was quickly approaching the edge of the cliff. He couldn't take their mocking questions and just tried to cover his ears, "No...no...no...NOOOOO!" he yelled and slipped backwards off the cliff. As he was about to plummet the silver wolf dove right through the crowd of images shattering them all into little pieces and dove off the cliff lungeing right literally into Wesker.
Wesker screamed as he ceased his plummeting and felt the wolf glowing inside of him. Wesker's demon eyes started to glow a very bright silver and he was now on the top of the hill howling up at the full moon overlooking the roaring waves below.
Nicholai was shaking Wesker violently to gain him back to conciousness. He shouted his name over and over thinking he might be dead. But just as he was about to cease Wesker's eyes shot open revealing his now brightly silver demon eyes. Wesker quickly threw his hand out faster then a bullet and wrapped it around Nicholai's neck.
Nicholai let out a large gasp and tried to pry off Wesker's hand. When he was doing so he touched his nails and realized they were alot sharper, like claws. Nicholai started to choke, "Wesker!" Wesker was gone...and he wasn't coming back any time soon. Nicholai tryed again, but still he wouldn't even budge, "Wesker stop!" he yelled trying to reach Wesker behind this enraged form.
It didn't work and Nicholai did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed some putty that he used to attach the gernades to the wall and planted some on Wesker's face. Wesker let him go and tryed to it pry the sticky putty off his face. While he was distracted Nicholai reached over for an object in the room.
Wesker finall pryed the putty off and looked up just in time to see Nicholai swinging a chair down at him, and everything going black. Nicholai stood their holding the remaining pieces of the broken chair and panted heavly.
What the hell did they do to Wesker. His eyes looked silver, like a wolf's. And those claws. Whatever those bastards did to them they were gonna pay. He dropped the chair pieces and walked over to Wesker. His injuries were pretty bad and Nicholai was amazed that he was able to fight. He checked for anything life threatnening knowing a lot about first-aid and came across Wesker's broken arm.
Nicholai was pretty disturbed not that Wesker's arm was broken, but that that was the arm he used to choke him with. With a fracture like that Wesker would have never been able to use his hand, or even feel it for that matter, but he almost killed a man with it.
Nicholai decided to ignore it for now and just wanted to get them both out of there. Ada would have to fend for herself at this point, but Nicholai didn't want to send in his troops just yet. If he contacted them they would just all be shot down by the heatseeking rockets and the survivors would be gruesomely slaughtered by the various monsters these bastards had.
He hated to say it, but they lost and needed to retreat. He gently picked up Wesker's battered form and flinged him over his shoulder. He walked out the door of the bedroom and paced down the hallway with Wesker's no longer clawed hand swaying back and forth.
Ada had cryed herself to sleep but was actually looking quite comfy as Spencer took the handcuffs off the second she nodded off. Spencer sat on the side of the bed with the moon shining in the backround making his hair look as if made by silk, and stared at a picture of him and Marcus smiling in front of the Umbrella building at the grand opening. He had a deep concerned frown on his face, dropping the confident, care-free, powerful act he had on earlier and replaced it with that of a man that had lost something very close to him.
He let out an anguished sigh and laid back on the bed still holding the picture at his side, "You will pay Wesker. You ruined my life, and for it i'm going to end yours." He just laid there and looked out the window at the full moon. He looked over to the cliffs of his penisula and spotted something in the grain fields staring back at him with silver eyes. Spencer gently raised his head up a bit to get a better look at the animal, but it already resided back into the grain fields from whenst it came. Spencer just gave a small humpf and laid his head back down to look at the moon as a loud howl was heard echoing across the ocean.
Nicholai had heard the howl and just started to wonder, "Hmn...that sounds like an Artic Wolf-Siberian." But that was very unlikely. Those were really only found back in his home country up north. And it was nearly impossible to be a wild one in a warm climeted place like this.
He carryed Wesker out of the sleeping corridors and was now walking through a gigantic library that was connected to a hall that was in turn connected to the main hall. He was heading through careful not to make any sounds in case anybody was in there to do some late night reading. Wesker started to stir so he layed him on a rectangular reading table, and looked at him expectingly.
Back at the "Off limits zone" the door Nicholai had gone out of and locked was starting to bang very violently. The door was almost impossible to open but instead of opening it the thing just stuck to claws through the middle and slowly parted them open. It stepped out, It's large claws dripping trails of blood from all the Hunters it had to fight off. It slowly started to walk and busted down the door to the sleeping corridors with a single swipe.
The soldiers down at Lisa Trevor's body were still trapped from Nicholai's trick. They were having a hard time getting any radio transmiton and they were really freezing their asses off by the declining tempature.They resorted to yelling to gain someone's attention, and they heard very thick footsteps and one of the men sighed, 'Oh thank god, they found us."
Suddenly they heard the sounds of metal being torn apart and looked up to see the figure of something very tall with claws on both of it's arms, no clothes on, no genitals, and a large covering over the top of it's head. They watched in horror as the mutated form of Mr. X walked down the stairs. One of the men acted quick and started and pulled out his SMG trying to push the thing back.
It didn't even look annoyed and just continued walking. They all started to back all firing with their guns but were soon pinned against the wall. They were right under the elevator shaft and two of the three started to scream up through it, "Help someone!" The mutated Mr. X finally used all that it was capable of and ran with a flash to one of the screaming men and thrusted it's claw right through the man's stomach. The man started to groan and mouthed the words 'help' but it was to late as he was thrown into a wall so hard his skull punctered his brain.
The two remaining men ran to the other side of the room and headed for the now open door. The other screaming man was stopped short as Mr. X flew through the air and cut the man's head clear off his shoulders. The man was still running even without a head but soon stopped and fell to the floor.
The last man who didn't look scared but looked pissed ducked under another claw attack by the monster. He was a commando and knew how to survive unlike the guard and scientist he was with. He had no other choice but to run back over to the elevator shaft and continued to put rounds into the approaching beast.
Mr. X finally approached him and stuck his claws at him. The man's head went between two of the claws and he was slowly risen off the floor. The man wasn't in much pain, but it wasn't comfortable to say the least. He looked at the pupiless man with a sneer and spat in his face.
The scene now goes to the ruined courtyard with the rain starting to pick up a bit. Everything is as peaceful as it should be till an ear piercing scream rips through the night air. Suddenly the body of a commando flys out of the elevator shaft and lands with a thud and a splash on the cracking floor of the courtyard, his blood being washed through the cracks by the little puddles of rain.
Soon after a whoosh is heard and the mutated Mr. X comes from the elevator shaft and lands on the courtyard ground breaking it further and causing the commandos body to shake. The mutated Mr. X cringes up and then stretches it's claws out wide giving a large roar as the ran fell on it's grey, bumpy chest.
Nicholai who was in the library with Wesker heard the commotion of gunshots, screams, and the heartstopping roar. He cursed in his native tounge and grabbed a tarp from a nearby wall. He ran back over and threw the tarp over Wesker who was out cold again, and manuvered it so it didn't look at if anybody was underneath it but books and then ran to hide behind a bookcase.
The mutated Mr. X had found it's way to the library and slowly nudged the doors open. He walked through and started to walk down the rows of books with large thumps, ironically passing a poster that said:Quiet in the library:. It had tracked the Russian's movements here using his skills as a pursuer and was now going to get revenge for what the man had did to him.
Nicholai was trying not to breathe to loudly as he crept behind a bookcase. He looked over in relief that Wesker was still under the tarp and was going to run over and grab him to make a mad dash. He got ready to run and looked around the bookcase to see nobody there. He started to count to himself. As he got to two a large claw ripped through the bookcase knocking many books onto Nicholai's head who was under the attack.
He gave a large accented yell and dove for cover under another reading table. In fact there were many reading tables that were in a row the headed down the library. He started to crawl under them hoping the freak didnt' see where he went. He got under the third table when the same claw smashed down through the table, gabbing Nicholai in the leg.
He let out a large yell but decided to ignore it for the time being and started to crawl very fast under the tables. The Tyrant smashed every table in his way just missing Nicholai every time. Nicholai was crawling under his tenth table when he realized that Wesker was still on one of the tables. He really didn't know which one and just started to feel around every table he passed under hoping that he didn't already pass his table which Mr. X was destroying.
He was about to give up and come out from under the tables when he felt the familiar feeling of the tarp and yanked down hard just as the Tyrant thrust his claw through the table. Wesker fell off the table before it smashed into pieces and Ginovani quickly grabbed Wesker's tarped form, craddling him like an infant wrapped in a blanket. He quickly tarted for the door.
Just as he reached the door it opened up and a confused Spencer walked in. He looked over to the Russian trying to get a good look of him, "Who are you?" he asked demandingly as he ignored Mr. X slowly advancing to them, "None of your God damn buisness now move!" Spencer's eyes lit up, "Nicholai...Nicholai Ginovaef of the U.B.C.S?" "How do you know me?"
Spencer couldn't answer the question because he was quickly impaled by the mutated Mr. X. While he let out a long yell of pain Nicholai quickly ran out of the room and headed for the main hall.
Author's Notes: I know Wesker's eyes aren't that of a wolf but I was just trying to give Wesker a form. Just like Alexia was a plant, and Saddler was a parasite, Wesker is a wolf on the inside...in this fic at least.