A/N: This is the last chapter. I've lost most if not all my interest in this plotline. Maybe in a year or two, I'll rewrite it but as of right now. I'm done. That means a cough out ending. I all but guarantee you will hate it. I apologize but there is really no other way to tie up the story without either sacrificing detail/formatting, sticking with it and writing a few more chapters, or writing a cough out ending. Out of the two, I decided the cough out because that way if/when I decide to redo the story, the ending won't be spoiled.
Depending on how things go, a better version might be posted within a year or two but we'll have to see. Thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry for the cough out. I can't promise anything but I hope you'll see a better version of this story eventually.
-D101

Canis and Chiroptera Way
Chapter Eleven
Vergo: to draw to an end

"Master Bruce? Are you alright?"

For the fifth time that night, Bruce rubbed at his eyes. His vision was going foggy and under the bandage on his face the cut he had received from Poison Ivy's plant was itchy. He felt Alfred place a hand on his shoulder and turn him away from the computer. Although the man was standing before him, his face was blurry. He could barely make out the frown on Alfred's face as the butler placed something against Bruce's forehead. Bruce couldn't even feel the item against his forehead. His face was so itchy… And so were his arms. He was so thirsty.

"You do not seem well," he heard Alfred say. "Perhaps you should take the night off."

The cave was a black hole in front of him but Bruce pushed himself to his feet. "No. I'm fine." He pulled the cowl over his head.

He realized he could not move his right arm. When he looked, he saw a white blob holding into it but he didn't feel the grip on his arm.

"Please, Master Bruce. Gotham can survive one night without the Batman. You're more likely to cause damage in this state."

He pulled his arm out of the grip. His stomach growled. Maybe he was really just hungry. A steak sounded great right then but he had to get into Gotham to do his patrols. Maybe afterwards.

"Growling at me won't change anything. You really must go to bed."

He was unable to move his left arm. Using his right, he shoved the inconvenient white blob away. He heard a crash behind him. When he looked to see what had fallen, he only saw the black hole of the cave and white blobs that were the lights. Alfred had disappeared although there was a black and white blob by the computer. Turning, he walked towards the car. He entered. Strength seemed to disappear from his body but at the same time it also seemed to flow through him. He felt so tired but when he pushed a button for autopilot, the plastic covering broke. A normal human didn't have the strength to do that. However, he didn't have time to worry about it. A blue shape had just run into the road. The car swerved to avoid the thing. The wheels hit ice and caused the backend to swing out from behind the car. The car entered a spin. He saw black figures hit the windshield and bounce off. A brown wall appeared in front of him. He reached for the brakes but he felt a pain in his chest. Dimly, he wondered if this was how a heart attack felt. He felt his heart pound in his chest. Then it stopped. And the car hit the wall.

"Freeze!"

Leon didn't know why he bothered. He already knew what he was facing and he knew they wouldn't listen. Maybe it was the force of habit.

The creatures took a step forward.

He didn't issue a second warning. He raised his weapon and started firing. Bullets hit the creatures' heads as he slowly retreated into the alley behind the cruiser. The police car had been totalled when five creatures suddenly appeared from the alley and rushed the vehicle. They had t-boned it and caused it to skid on the ice. Within seconds it had collided with a light pole. The officer in the passenger seat had not been as lucky as Claire in Raccoon City. He had been pulled through the broken windshield and instantly eaten. The man's screams still echoed in Leon's ears even as he fired his weapon and retreated into the shadows. He kept an alert ear out for the sounds of a creature groaning or shuffling behind him. There was no telling how many there were and there was the very real danger of being sandwiched between two groups.

The creatures shrieked as his bullets entered their bodies. Most of the bullets entered through an eye or in the area between the eyes. Others hit the chest causing the creatures to stumble backwards. Most hit in the head would collapse and stop moving. Unfortunately, a few continued moving even after having their heads removed. He thought he saw one head regenerate but he couldn't be sure. There were too many. One he had hit in the chest, lower leg, and then the head had stopped moving and was slowly being trampled by the advancing horde. Leon had tested the method on another creature without success so he returned to his original method. The headshots slowed the creatures for a moment longer than the chest wounds but unless he figured out how to stop them, the city and he were done for.

He lunged to the side as a creature reached for him. He fired at the chest reflexively and saw the bullet enter a small budge in the clothing. The creature let out a screech before falling to the ground. It did not move again. Another creature took a step forward and he scanned the creature for budges in the clothing. Nothing. He fired at the head and the creature fell. Two more took its place. His gun clicked, signalling he was out of bullets. He turned and ran forward, loading the weapon as he ran.

The creatures moaned and followed him. Their footsteps muffed in the snow. He turned and scanned the creatures before him. Two had budges. He made sure to destroy them first. Both let out a scream as they convulsed before lying still in the snow. The next three were closer. Thankfully they were taken care of with a headshot. One's head exploded. He took a few steps back. He hoped Claire was alright. He had left her at the apartment before heading out for the night. She would be armed but it was hard to say if she would discover the new weaknesses of the zombies before they killed her.

He felt a creature grab his leg. Before it could bite down, he kicked it off and stomped down on its skull. The head exploded covering the bottom of his pant leg and shoe in gore. More creatures were stumbling towards him. Three were coming in a group, all with budges. What he wouldn't give for a shotgun at that moment. He braced himself and started to fire. The sound of a reeving engine halted his finger on the trigger. A black, tank-like vehicle appeared in the alley. It was spinning like a top and slammed into the three creatures before hitting the wall of an apartment building. The top opened and the Batman stumbled out. Zombies were starting to climb over the vehicle towards the fallen man. Holstering his gun, Leon ran up and helped the Batman to his feet. He started to drag the man away from the wreck.

The man was muttering as they stumbled just barely faster than the flesh eating creatures behind them. Leon did his best to understand and asked the Batman what he was talking about. He received no answer.

Behind them, the zombies were gaining. Leon glanced over his shoulder and tried to guess his chances. There were only five left. From what he could see, there were no budges on them. He lowered the Batman to the ground and raised his weapon once more. Each zombie fell to the ground, headless, in a manner of seconds. For the second, the area was quiet. Leon reloaded his weapon before turning to the Batman. The man was still on the ground. He seemed unaware of the area around him.

Probably in shock from the crash, Leon guessed as he walked towards the caped man. He lifted the man over his shoulder and started to walk towards the nearest hospital about two blocks away. They were about halfway there when Leon heard another groan. He lowered the Batman to the ground and raised his weapon, scanning the area for signs of danger. The groan was loud so the zombie was close.

Behind him, a shadow grew. Hands reached out for him.

Leon scanned the area in front of himself. There was a dumpster. Maybe the zombie was in there? His eyes widened when something gripped his shoulders and bit into his collar. He shoved the creature back as warm blood flowed from the wound. One hand covered his wounded neck. The other raised the weapon on the creature. His grip on the weapon tightened as he recognized the black cowl. The body armour would cover any budges and Leon didn't carry armour piercing rounds. He stared at the zombie as it started to reach for him. Leon raised the weapon as best he could. He aimed it between the zombie's eyes. And fired.

The bullet entered the cowl to create a small hole. For a moment the zombie stood. Leon took a step back. He aimed the weapon at the body armour, knowing it was useless. The zombie let out another groan and collapsed. Leon stared at it for a moment before the pain of his throat increased. The blood continued to flow. He could already feel his body going numb. Nothing could save him now but he could try to warn others. He looked over to the dumpster and then at the zombie Batman. On the belt was a laser. Leon removed it and carved a message into the side of the dumpster. He could hear more zombies coming towards him as he worked. When he had finished ten had entered the alley. He stared at them for a moment before looking back at his message.

'Aim for the head or budges.'

It was up to Claire and the others now. Hopefully they could stop Gotham from turning into Raccoon City and hopefully they could stop Umbrella from harming anyone else.

He looked towards the zombies again. They were getting closer. Moans rose into the air. Probably think they are going to get a meal, he thought. A smile came to his face. Not this time.

He raised the weapon one last time. He pointed at his temple. And he pulled the trigger.

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You Are Dead
Continue? Yes / No

Game Over
Retry Quit

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Canis and Chiroptera Way
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Requesting Feedback on:
-Ending of the two POVs. Any comments?
-Game like ending. Any comments? (I actually don't like it but I wanted to try something new.)
-B-virus creatures. Remind you of anything? Do you like them?

Disclaimer: I am not in any way connected to DC or Capcom.
Rule of Thumb: If you do not recognize the name from either the Batman fiction or Resident Evil fiction, I probably created them. Please do not use without written permission.

A/N: To be honest, I actually liked this ending. There was just something about it that appealed to me. Then again as an author I prefer to write unhappy endings because they seem more real and less cliché to me. The image of Batman being a zombie was also interesting to me. So long story short, I like this ending although I think I'm the only one. Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry for the 'bad' ending. I'll try to redo this when I have interest but I make no promises. Thanks again.
-D101