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The guns echoed and the Chimeras and the Hunters fell in bloody heaps on the cold stone of the floor. Soon, the bodies stopped falling and the small group took deep breaths to calm their rapidly beating hearts. Chris looked up at Remus and frowned slightly, "If what the intercom says is true, then you're lying to us."

Chris pointed his Samurai Edge at Remus' head just as the Tyrant vanished in a blur. Remus appeared at the closest door and placed his hand on it, he turned around sharply. "Don't do anything stupid, Chris. Jill, tell him to put his gun down!!" Remus called out to the woman. Jill looked back towards Chris and Remus and began to think fast.

"Chris, put your gun down," Jill said placing her hand on the Marksman's gun arm. "What?! He works with Wesker!! He lied to us, Jill!! You expect us to trust him?! His name isn't even William!!" Chris snapped out raising his gun at Remus. "He's been lying to us this entire time!!" Chris felt his trigger finger itch as he resisted putting a bullet between the young man's eyes.

"This is Remus!! The Remus Vic and Claire were telling us about!! The one who saved Leon and the others and even got infected trying to help them!! Remember his story? The one on how he got infected in the first place? It matches Leon's story!! This is--" A bellowing roar quickly got their attention and they turned to face massive sized Hunter.

It was twice the size of a normal Hunter and its skin was a deep reddish-purple and its jaws were dripping with hunger and saliva. It suddenly launched itself at Chris and Jill, and as it barreled through them, Chris' gun went off.

All Remus knew was pain as the bullet ripped through the right half of his jaw and imbedded itself into his neck. Blood poured in great founts down the front of his clothes. He clutched at his ruined jaw and stumbled back as the Sweeper barreled into his side. Remus hit the wall roughly as it jarred his jaw causing more pain.

Remus blacked out from the pain just as he felt his jaw sew itself back together and the side of his neck spit the bullet out. As the bullet hit the flow Remus changed into something far more terrifying then a zombie, Crimson Head, or a Hunter. His body and a portion of his brain went into 'Tyrant Mode'. A more primal force took control of the Tyrant and he growled with hunger.

Blood had been lost, blood needed to be replaced. He was hungry and he went after the only thing that had the most supply of flesh and blood.

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Chris groggily stood up and looked at his right to see Jill still dazed. He looked up just as Remus crouched and leapt at the large Sweeper hitting it in the chest knocking it off balance. The Sweeper gave a growl of surprise that its prey had enough strength to knock it back to the floor.

"Sanguis meus fervidus est. Sanguis meus avidus est. Sanguis tuus suavis est. Sanguis tuus iucundus est," Remus growled as the claws of his left hand rammed itself into the soft throat of the Sweeper and twisted out taking with it the Hunter's windpipe, larynx, esophagus and portions of the muscles holding the neck together. Remus grinned as he began to claw and dig into the now gurgling Sweeper's chest.

He ripped and tore at the ribs, through the lungs and to the heavily built heart and wretched it free from its confines. Remus held the still heart and felt himself laugh shrilly. He felt vaguely like he was a backseat driver, only seeing, not participating in the events.

He felt rather then saw, himself sinking his teeth into the heart and eating it. Darkness stilled over him halfway through the heart.

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Chris watched with growing horror as Remus devoured the Sweeper's heart and as the younger man slump to the side, out cold the heart still only half-eaten in his hands.

"W-what the hell?!" Chris whispered as he helped the still dazed Jill into a standing position.

"Where's…Will-I mean Remus?" She said as she clutched her head and leaned against the wall.

It took a few seconds for Chris to register her question, "He, ah, just killed the Sweeper and then passed out." Chris decided that Jill shouldn't know about their companion's eating habits.

"Passed out? Is he hurt?" Jill asked concerned. "I dunno, I haven't gone and checked," Chris said checking Jill over. They looked up at Remus when they heard muttering. They edged closer and leaned in slightly to hear what he was saying.

"Systemic circulation is the portion of the cardiovascular system which carries…Oxygenated blood away from the heart, to the body, and returns…Deoxygenated blood back to the heart," The young Tyrant gave a toothy yawn and rolled over onto his side. Chris and Jill looked at each other and back at Remus just as he opened his eyes and yelled in surprise.

"Holy fuck!! Don't do that!! You could scare a man to death like that!! Hovering over him like that, like damn vultures…" Remus growled as he sat up. He rubbed his head and moved his hand so he could see it. Dark, copper smelling blood coated his fingers. He looked around, his head swam as he did and saw the ruined carcass of the Sweeper.

His eyes focused on the large form and glanced around. The floor, some of the walls, and his clothes were covered in blood. He tried to think back to what happened but to him it was all a blur.

"Are you all right? You're covered in blood," Jill said as she knelt by him and began to check him for injuries. Chris made a move to stop her, but stopped when his hand was a hairs breath from her shoulder. Remus seemed normal now, no more homicidal killing sprees.

Remus couldn't help the sarcastic response. "Really? I thought this was just paint," He said as he rolled his eyes. Jill felt a small smile rise to her lips as she sighed, "Quite being an ass and let me make sure you're okay. Do you know what happened to the Sweeper?"

Remus looked from her face back to the Sweeper's body. "No…Not a damn clue," He muttered as he suddenly remembered the shrill laugh that had come from him.

Was it the virus acting up? It couldn't be the G-Virus, it was dead inside him but the G-001 was still active, and the Chimera bite…Did the Chimera's carry the T-Virus too…?

He shook his head, most likely not in free form like saliva. When he got back to Wesker he'd have to do some experiments. He didn't want to end up like the little girl Umbrella experimented on. Lisa…Remus thought, Lisa Trevor…I think that was her name…

He had read the reports of what Wesker and his uncle did to the girl and her family. Horrific, terrifying and all around cruel.

His scientific side thought it was interesting while his more human half was appalled. Did that make him a monster or human? He had done experiments before to rats and impassively watched the outcome of his work. He shivered at the memory of the mouse he had infected and how it exploded into a gory mist.

Did that make him a mo-- "Remus?" Jill's voice cut through his train of thought as he turned to her. "We have to leave and head to the control room now before more of the Sweepers come."

He nodded and stood, "Time to get this show on the road."

A/N: Holy snap!! I'm so sorry this took so long!! I couldn't type 'cause I went over to my sister's place for a few days!! I'll try not to do this again if I can help it!! Forgive me!! .o' Anyway, the thing Remus said, obviously in a different language, is from a certain song by a certain band…One of my favorite bands actually, but I'll tell you what it mean next chapter. If you already know what it means kudos to you then!!

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