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Chapter 10: Full Circle

'Long story.' - Leon Scott Kennedy

2 December 2014
On Sherry's side, 12.46 A.M

"Go! Get the hell away from here!"

Jake!

"You've heard the man! Now GO!"

Jake!

Sherry's eyes pratically shot open. Her forehead had been dripping wet.

"You're awake!"

A voice from a close distance caught her attention. When Sherry to turned to it, she was surprised to find Claire was right at her side. Standing right next to her was Leon himself. Sherry threw her arms around the brunette, "Was this a dream? Are you really Claire?" She whispered. The two had not met each other for years now, they had only exchanged mails.

"No, Sherry. We are really here."

They pulled away. But then Sherry suddenly remembered the previous events when she gasped, "Oh my god, Jake..." Her voice lowered. Claire's eyes instantly narrowed, "Jake?"

"They've got him." She replied.

Leon sigh in frustration, "Damn it. We're too late." He marched to the other side of the room. When Sherry had calmed down, she asked her two savior, "Why are you guys here? I thought you're supposed to-"

"Hunnigan sent us here, secretly. Well, things are... complicated back there at the DSO." Leon said as he leaned his back against a wall.

"What?"

Claire sighed as she placed a set of clothing onto Sherry's lap, "We'll explain it later but right now, you need to get yourself properly geared, Sherry. Leon?" The brunette glanced over to the male. Leon nodded before making his way to the corner of the room and turn his gaze to the wall, all the while muttering, "I keep forgetting that lil' Sherry is already 27."

"I'll keep watch over that playboy. Change up, then I'll explain everything." Claire ordered the younger blonde. Sherry obeyed when she put on the clothing that Claire had provided her. The tan shirt and navy pants fitted her just snuggly much to Sherry's surprise, "How do you get these, by the way?" She asked while she was lacing her newly obtained boots.

"Looted them from the lockers just minutes ago. Of course, I tasked Leon to watch over you. Although I knew he had taste for women's clothing too." Claire answered flatly as she handed a handgun to Sherry. She glanced over to Leon who was still facing the wall, "She's done."

With that, Leon dared to turn around and faced the two women. He shrugged and spontaneously took a seat on the blue bench next to the locker, "So... how did Jake get caught? I thought he was supposed to be tough."

Sherry shook her head furiously, "We got into this room leaking with sleeping gas and Jake realized it earlier. It was a trap and Jake pushed me out of it. I could only watch as he passed out and I..." She breathed, feelng guilty.

"Alright, it's okay. We're gonna get him back, okay?" Claire soothed. Then it was Sherry's turn to ask questions, "You still haven't told me why you guys are here."

Leon sigh, "Long story."

The three of them carefully travelled around the Neo-Umbrella facility, with Leon taking the lead, followed by Sherry and Claire. It seemed that Leon and Claire had memorize the structure of the facility.

"There was one night that Hunnigan suddenly called for us through the cell." He began, "He said that she was suddenly stripped of her position as the Director and your mission was taken over by the newly elected Director. She got worried that something might happened to you and Jake so, we kinda volunteered for this rescue mission."

"Turns out, Neo-Umbrella is also involved in this. We fear that the DSO might be manipulated by someone in Neo-Umbrella so Hunnigan faked us a passport and we got here."

On Chris' side, 1.03 A.M

They were unarmed, they were bloodied, they were weak.

Chris and Jill were on their knees as several J'avos pointed their rifle right on their head, pinning them into submission. After their previous encounter with Berial and Piers, they were once again captured by the newly enhanced J'avos.

This time, instead of a prison. They were brought to face the Director personally on level B29.

The silver masked Director sat on a luxurious red single couch with his legs crossed but Piers was nowhere to be seen, unlike his usual encounter. Chris and Jill barely had the strength to struggle against the J'avos despite their build.

"I had saw how you fought with Berial. I'm impressed, actually. Berial was one of my best pet. But now that your fates are now in my hand, do you acknowledge my superiority?"

Chris hissed back, "You? Not really. You had Piers to do most of your dirty work."

"Of course, I forgot to mention that it was I who ordered Berial's death at the first place. Right at the moment he decided to go against my ordered. But he's expendable, so don't feel bad about it, Mr. Redfield."

Eyes widen, Chris glared at the man, "You killed your own men just because they disobey you?"

"Although Berial was a powerful pet, but it is not only the power that I wanted to achieve. What I want is absolute obedience." His voice rang throughout the room, "And since Berial wasn't originally human, I suppose that he didn't get my intentions at the first place. So, I'll just have him eliminated before he caused me trouble. I must admit, I regret to have given him human intelligence at the first place. Berial was originally a wolf, my loyal pet, until one of our researchers gave him he abilities of a human." His voice lowered towards the last part.

The director cleared his throat, "The world is just the same. If only they do what you want them to, the world will turn as you intended."

Baffled, Chris finally spoke up, "Who the hell are you?"

The director grinned in amusement, but then decided to reveal himself. He placed his hand on the silver mask before pulling it from his face.

To tell the truth, Chris and Jill were't so surprised when they saw the face as they had seen him beforehand, but it was his real name and his real identity that shocked them to no end.

"We meet again, BSAA. I am Casper Roland Simmons. The current president of The Family."

Simmons? Simmons was dead last year at China. As if he could read their mind, Casper then elaborated, "To be specific, I am the last Simmons, whom you all knew as Derek Clifford Simmons' half brother. This made me his legal successor after his unfortunate betrayal last year."

Their hearts raced against them. Chris and Jill had both heard about The Family not long ago. Although the organization was supposed to be a secret organization, but they could not cover their doings to the world.

"I thought..." Jill growled, "I thought the Family were supposed to keep the world safe?"

The new Simmons nodded briefly, "Exactly. But world peace is not so easy to achieve, mind you. We need absolute order, when everything turns into one. No boundaries of continents. That is the only way to achieve true peace."

He laughed mildly when he stood from his seat and approached the two, "And don't worry, you'll become of of us soon, just like how Mr. Nivans did... How about I uncover some of the stories behind him so that you could join us in peace?" Simmons' moccassines made thumping noises as he walked slowly to the BSAA, "The truth is, Piers Nivans survived the underwater facility last year. I had some of my men to dive into the wreakge to find anything that suit my needs. Of course, that's when they stumbled across Mr. Nivans, near-death. All I did was merely reconstructing him into what he always wanted to be, a perfect soldier. The best."

Simmons snapped his fingers and the two BSAA were brought to their feets, "How about a little reunion with your fellow comrade? I'm sure you will like it."

Once again, Chris and Jill were dragged away from Simmons into a room just next to the one they have been. As expected, Piers was waiting for them and from what Chris could make out, Simmons will be watching them through the one sided window planted on the open space.

The brain-washed Piers removed the custom gun attached to his wrist, leaving himself with the mutated bladed arm and a bare arm. They will be fighting hand-to hand, as Simmons had issued that the two BSAA must be subdued alive.

Chris was reluctant, going against his friend was certainly not something that he would want to do. He felt the same melancholy when he was pitted against Jill in Africa. Although he had recovered most of his strength that he was suffice enough to fight, Chris couldn't bear to raise his fist against Piers.

"Piers, can you hear me? It's me, Chris!"

Piers literally ignored him as he dropped his gun aside. Unlike, Chris, Jill was ready to defend himself, "Remember how Wesker got me controlled? He might have something that could have controlling his mind. We just have to find it and remove it."

"I'm afraid that is not possible, Miss Valentine. The drug that we administer Nivans, P30-2 is similar to yours 4 years ago. Except that it will last until his death by once one dose, unlike how Albert Wesker did to you. Unless his heart stop beating, he will be forever mine to control."

The voice of Simmons echoed through the room as he spoke through a P.A. Dumbstrucked, Chris and Jill lokked at each other with widen eyes before tearing it back to Piers.

"Now fight, all of you. BSAA, if you manage to bring Nivans down, I have one very interesting position to offer you once you become one of us. But if it happened the other way... then, I'll have you to become one of our best BOW ever. Do my offer interest you?"

Under his breath, Chris muttered, "Fuck you... and your Family." Chris returned his attention to Piers, 'How am I gonna get him back without hurting him?'

"Piers."

On Sherry's side, 1.24 A.M

They ventured deeper into the facility as they try to find the captured Jake. Moments ago, they were surprised to find that all doors had been unlocked for them, although there weren't really a lot of door in the laboratory. They guessed that Jake had probably got away and he was the one who opened the doors for them.

Most of the room were operating theaters or just some empty room. None of them contained informations whatsoever and they had no choice but to move forward. They had try to retrace their path back to where Jake had been trapped. They did, but the room was abandoned. Jake was possibly brought somewhere else during Sherry's escape.

Leon, Claire and Sherry were having a hard time themselves. The J'avos seemed to soak up much more bullets than they usually could, maybe it was the armor they were wearing. And they came in great numbers too as if they didn't want the agents to move further.

One of the higher ranked J'avo shouted, "Stop them! Don't let them reach the elevator!"

"Shit, these guys can really fight." Leon said as he ejected the clip from his gun. He had a few bullet wounds of himself as well as Claire too but it wasn't very severe. As Claire threw a spare clip to Sherry, she noticed Sherry had only reddened gashes as her G-Virus done the work for her.

"It's the G-Virus, Claire." She responded, "Not that I'm very proud of it."

Claire chuckled nervously, "I guessed. I've heard about you from Leon and... You certainly don't look like you are on your twenties."

"We gotta move now, ladies. More of them will be coming soon."

They pushed for the elevator as Leon hit the green button with the back of his fist. Claire and Sherry had no problem providing cover fire while they were waiting for the elevator to arrive.

"Should be at the lower levels. If Lady Luck is with us, we could find Chris and Jill too. Hopefully."

On Chris side, 1.53 A.M

As Simmons was watching as the comrades fought among themselves from the upper level of their stage, one of the J'avos came up to him and bowed.

"What is it?" Simmons asked without tearing his gaze away from the 'show'.

The J'avo replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Director but the agents and the escaped subject have found nothing from level B13. They have now got to the elevator and we couldn't stop them."

Casper went silent for a while and the J'avo was expecting that the director would have him killed in any seconds for bringing the bad news, He quickly added, "Uh... Don't worry, Mr. Director. We'll jam the elevator so that they-"

"It's fine. Jam their elevator first." Instead of going into a rage, Casper merely smile it off as he stood from the seat, "Bring 'him' to 'The Room'. I want to introduce my greatest work yet to them. When I got there with 'him' you will have to let them pass."

He left the show behind him as he laughed sinisterly. The J'avo didn't dare to say anything else as he saluted, "Yes, Mr. Director.

Down the stage, the fight was more and more intense as Chris refused to defend himself against Piers. Even through his ragged breath, Chris never stopped to call out to Piers.

"Please... Piers... Wake up."

Although Jill did her best to protect Piers from further injuring Chris, there was no stopping the mutated former BSAA. With Chris's ignorance to his own safety and Jill was not powerful enough to fend off Piers, the C-Virus Piers didn't looked very pleased at his achievement.

"Fight, Redfield." Piers ordered as he paused for a while.

Chris shook his head, "No. I won't. We don't fight against each other." He coughed out the blood that pooled his mouth before struggled himself to his feet, "I know you didn't want to do this too, Piers. It's not too late to change now."

"Do not tell me what to do." Piers warned in a low voice. His fist clenched tightly against him.

"Piers, this is Captain Redfield and I order you to wake up now!"

A blinding fist was landed straight into Chris' stomach as the BSAA fell backwards to the floor. Piers panted slightly, trying to control his anger. Piers intended to chain another blow to his former captain but found himself unable to do so.

He felt wrong. So wrong.

Piers froze right where he stood, unsure of what to do. His mind went blank of all sudden. Chris took the opportunity as he got pushed himself of the ground and got closer to Piers. As he placed his hand on the shoulders, Piers gazed at the hand then back to Chris face. Piers' brows narrowed as he whispered softly, "...Captain."

"Yes, Piers. It's Captain Redfield."

Through gritted teeth, Piers forcefully pushed Chris to the ground as he took a few steps back, "No. Don't come any closer." The P30-2 took over his mind again. He was confused of his own allegiance, to whom did he side with.

He is a BSAA. No, he is from the Family.

'Who am I? Why am I here?'

His image turned blurry as Piers regained his own senses. His humanity. Holding his head in pain, Piers groaned as he tried to fight off the influence of the P30-2.

'I... I am Piers Nivans.'

He remembered the moments when he injected himself with the vial of C-Virus.

I'm sorry... Captain... I did it for the BSAA... For the future!

Then, after defeating Haos... then, he made it to the escape pod with Chris... then, he pushed Chris into the escape pod.

I can't come with you, Captain... There no home for me to return to...

When he knew that Haos was still alive, he dragged the creature back to him with the power granted by the C-Virus as the facility was destroyed.

I am a BOW now. I am infected. I must die.

During the last moments when his humanity began to fade, Piers vaguely remembered as the explosion clouded everything.

Goodbye, Captain. Serve the BSAA well.

"PIERS!"

Chris' voice rang through his ears as he stared back at the heavily injured BSAA. He dropped to his knees as he remembered who he is, he could not believe what he had done all along. Piers' eyes didn't even blink as he stared at his mutated arm as if he didn't recognized it. He just helped the Family as a BOW.

What could be worse than being a BOW when he was supposed to hunt BOW himself?

Chris and Jill knew that it was over for them. They lifted themselves off the ground and approached the shocked Piers Nivans. When they stood right above Piers, the young BSAA looked up to the latter with deep uncertainty.

"...Captain?" He tried. It worked.

Smiling, Chris and Jill crushed Piers into a hug as they let out a small laugh, "Knew you could do it, rookie." Jill murmured.

"What have I done?" Piers whispered. Chris and Jill pulled away as they greeted him back with warm eyes. "Plenty. But none of them were your fault." Chris answered. Piers nodded in appreciation, "I... I had no idea what I was doing... I just, responded to Simmons orders naturally and I..." He said apologetically.

"It's fine. Simmons did this."

Piers nodded again, this time with more confidence, "Thanks, Captain, thanks Commander Jill." He said, "But there's something I need to tell you... It was I who lured you into this trap in the first place. But Simmons..."

As Simmons right hand man, Piers knew about Simmons' plan, "He used the power of his Family and got BSAA and the DSO into his control. He's the one who issued all the orders to you and got you, Birkin and... Oh, shit..."

Piers suddenly remembered something when he shot himself up from the ground and looked up to the one-sided mirror. Simmons wasn't there anymore, this means that his plan was going to play soon. He quickly glanced at his two superior before stomping to the exit, "Dammit... they actually stepped right into Simmons' trap!"

Perplexed, Chris and Jill looked at each other before chasing after the frantic Piers, "What? What Simmons planned to do?"

"Agent Birkin, Agent Kennedy and your sister, Claire..." Piers said in between breaths. Chris was shocked to hear about Claire, "Wait, Claire and Leon are here too?!"

"Yeah, they are the one that got you out. And Simmons want them to..."

On Sherry's side, 2. 20 A.M

Thanks to the J'avos, The trio had stuck inside the elevator for minutes that they had lost count. Leon had attempted to climb the ceiling but the cover didn't even budge on impact. Luckily, Simmons was 'kind' wnough to provide them oxygen through the air-conditioning system. Leon, Claire and Sherry were in mid-way of peeling the elevator door open when the elevator suddenly started working again.

As soon as the elevator's door open, there was only one door in front of them. One hallway, one double door. They were at the bottom floor of the whole facility which was as low as level B30.

The whole hallway was decorated tastefully, adorned with pictures by famous paintist and candle chandeliers. One that you didn't expect to see from a typical laboratory. They even though for a second that they were in some five-star hotels' hallway.

"This must be the master room. All the controls must be here." They knew that dangers were up ahead but this was the only was they could proceed.

They reloaded their gun and nodded at each other when Leon took the lead and pushed the door open.

Sitting in his safety on the second floor, along with two armored bodyguard was no other than Casper Roland Simmons himself. He had his silver mask on.

"Greetings, ladies and gentlemen." He smiled coldly.

And standing on the first floor, right below where Simmons was sitting was the man that they were looking for. Eyes closed, he was not the same man she had last seen him.

"...Jake?"

A.N: Finally, 10 chapters. And I have some news for you,

The Good news: Chapter 11 is already in progress and... I'll try to bring it up in another few days.
The Bad news: You are NOT gonna like this but... This fic is nearing its ending. Maybe in a chapter or two.

Maybe I should start planning another Jake/Sherry fic from now! :)