Chapter 10: Transformation and Tyrant battle time baby WOO HOO
Disclaimer: Albert Wesker, someday, I shall hunt you down and keeeeelll you MUWAHAHHAHAHAHA………Not getting any laughs so screw it, ON WITH THE CHAPTER
"Shoot, we don't have time for this" Claire growled as the Tyrant approached the two. She took a step towards the Tyrant, G. Launcher raised.
Drew raised a hand in front of Claire, blocking her path. "Claire, I'm gonna charge him, hand me the grenade gun". Claire handed the grenade launcher to drew, along with her remaining rounds for it. "I want you to run to the plane, and wait there for me".
Claire shot Drew a lubricous look. "Are you crazy, you cant take him on alone".
Drew shot her a smirk as he continued. "If I don't make it back in the final countdown, leave without me". Claire looked like she was going to argue, but Drew gave her a quick hug, silencing her. "Don't worry, this won't take long". Drew then faced the Tyrant who was now less then ten feet away.
"GO CLAIRE" Drew shouted as he charged the Tyrant, Launcher raised. The monster roared as it charged Drew. "Good luck Drew" Claire shouted as she dashed past the monster, leaving Drew alone with it.
"LETS DO IT" Drew shouted as he dodged a punch from the monster. He countered by giving it a kick to the chest. The monster grunted as it raised a knife looking hand and swung down at Drew.
Drew grasped the hand, keeping it from coming down on his skull. Unfortunately, he damaged his hands in the process, the blades penetrating his hands.
The tyrant shot drew a malicious smirk, thinking it had won. IT was wrong as Drew then let go, dodged and gave the Tyrant an uppercut to the chin. The monster roared in pain as it shot Drew a glare.
Drew smirked as he showed his damaged hands as the holes from the blade wound then started to heal, the skin covering up. "Hunter healing powers" he laughed. The monster then roared in fury at this weakling that dared challenge him.
Drew aimed the gun at Tyrant and fired a smoking grenade into its chest. The monster shrugged it off as Drew fired again. And again. AND AGAIN. "SOB, WIL YOU JUST DIE" Drew shouted as he fired a BOW grenade this time.
The monster reacted this time, as a green smoke erupted from where the grenade hit.
"So these BOW rounds have a use after all" Drew smiled as he fired more, pushing the monster back into a wall. Tyrant growled as it leaped over the next grenade and kicked Drew in the chin.
"Darn it that hurt" Drew growled his chin throbbed in pain. Unknowns to him, his eyes were beginning to glow an ominous yellow.
Drew then leaped back as he charged the monster. Tyrant charged as well, leaning its head back. Drew seeing what it was about to do, raised his head back as well. Then suddenly……CRRRRRRAAAAACCCCCKKKKKK!!
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Drew and Tyrant stood in place, not moving at all. They had both head butted one another, seeing whose head was thicker. The Tyrant then leered back, gripping its head in pain. Likewise, Drew did the same.
"AAGGGGGG DAMNIT TO HELL, THAT HURT" he shouted as he gripped his bleeding forehead.
YOU IDIOT, QUITE SCREWING AROUNDDrew's eyes widened in horror.
That was the same voice he had heard earlier.
"Who are you" Drew demanded.
The one whose going to save your worthless hide.
"Warning, the self-destruct system has been delayed by four minutes, six minutes and ten seconds until explosion" came the feminine voice from before.
Perfect, that gives me enough time to do this!!Drew wondered what the hell that was supposed to mean when suddenly; he felt a searing pain in his chest. He felt like his entire body was on fire. It felt like his body was changing. Inside him, his red blood cells turned green, his tendons strengthen, and his heart expanded.
"AGGGG WHATS HAPPENING TO ME" Drew shouted as he bended over in pain. Tyrant, unsure of this strange turn of events, just stood there in confusion.
Drew's clothes started to rip, his muscles expanding. His eyes were now fully yellow. His teeth sharpened. He started to shrink slightly. His skin was starting to change as well. His once tan skin was now covered in bright green scales.
This was no longer Drew; the Hunter Virus powers were beginning to take control. This was no ordinary Hunter. It was a Hunter that had a soul that was inside Drew's body fighting with his soul. It was simply called: HUNTER ZETA
"I'LL CRUSH YOU" roared ZETA as it charged the shocked Tyrant.
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"What happened" Steve asked as Claire busted through into the control room.
"We were attacked, that's all" Claire responded as she breath heavily.
"Wait, where's Drew" Steve asked
Claire looked back from where she came from, worrying for Drew's safety. She shouldn't have left him alone.
"He' fighting a monster, we have to wait for him to get back" Claire responded as Steve nodded.
"He better hurry" Steve said as he continued preparing them for take off.
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"WHA…WHAT HAVE I BECOME"
SHUT UP AND FIGHT
ZETA charged the monster as he leaped into the air and slashed the monster. Tyrant, roared in pain as it punched at ZETA.
ZETA ducked underneath its blow, slashing the underside of the monster. Leaping on top of its head, it grasped the Tyrants neck and SNAP, broke its neck.
You see, that's how its done!!
Rushing past the dead creature, its ran towards the docks.
I assume this form isn't permanent?
It is…that is, if you want it to be.
I don't, this is too much for me.
Oh but you will Drew, you will want to keep this form.
Who are you?
You have been infected with the Hunter Virus; originally, you were supposed to transform immediately, however, that serum you were given blocked off the transformation, making it even stronger.
But, why this form, I don't understand why I transformed.
Maybe you transformed because of how much time you spent using the powers you were given, or maybe, you gained something from all the time you spent killing zombies, or heh heh heh you gained something from spending time with the ravishing Claire Redfield. Although you have been infected mostly.
Mostly? Drew questioned as ZETA leaped into o the lagoon, swimming towards the underground lab.
You did just transform into something rather…unique so I think the word is very appropriate for the situation. "Sigh" think of it this way boy, you've been given a gift, you are now stronger, faster…
Uglier.
Now, Now no need to get nasty boy.
Okay, that explains the transformation, but who in the world are you?
Have you not realized it yet boy? I am your unlocked hidden potential. I am the beast raging within you. The dark side to your light. I am usually summoned once you reach a certain point in fighting.
And what point is that?
The point of where you heart rate begins to race faster then usually, I begin to dwell when it reaches that point, although I was able to unearth earlier.
You mean?? When you slaughtered those dogs, and those other moments, you did that?!
Ding Ding we have a winner, I really picked the genius when I came into existence.
Thanks for explaining all that, but were about to reach the plane, so you mind transforming me back to normal?
You humans and your concerns? Why transform back, don't you think your friends will like the new you?
Scaly skin, glowing eyes, sharp teeth, they'd shoot me the moment I stepped on board.
AGGG, your annoying, fine Ill transform you back, but remember, I've been unrushed so as long as I'm inside your body, I can listen in on everything you talk about.
Fine.
Also, if you want to learn how to control the form you were just in, you need to practice.
One last question, what's your name?
ZETA.
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Claire whirled around in time to see Drew enter the plane, looking abit shaken up. "Drew, are you alright, what happened back their" Claire said as she noticed his clothes looked abit teared up.
I eagerly await you response.
Shut up!!
"I got held up, but uh I think I killed it, no time to explain all the details, we have to go" Drew shouted.
Wow nice excuse.
"Alright, we're outta here, time to say goodbye to this deathtrap" Steve announced as the plane came to life. As it sailed towards the hanger doors, Claire suddenly remembered. "Rodrigo" she said sadly.
Drew's eyes widen as he remembered the man who had freed them from their cell. He couldn't kid his chances, but he prayed silently that he had escaped.
As they escaped into the skies, Claire watched soundly as the island continued to explode. It was over, another Umbrella facility gone to its own twisted ways. She hoped that Alfred Ashford had found some kind of peace in death or whatever it was he deserved.
"WE MADE IT YAHOOO" cheered Steve.
"Oh, its finally over" Claire sighed.
Briefly, Claire and Steve made eye contact. Steve blushed as he turned away nervously. He didn't admit it aloud, but he had become attracted to Claire, ever since he had first met her. She had helped look out for him, she had confronted him when he killed his zombified Father, and she was sweet, caring and compassionate. "And beautiful, very beautiful" he thought.
Claire likewise stared at Steve. When she had first met him, she thought he was an annoying kid brother. He had proved to be a valuable ally. Also……she was becoming attracted to him somehow. He was stronger, fast, and resourceful. "And handsome, lets not forget handsome" she thought.
Drew, had caught both thoughts the two had been thinking. He had gained the ability to read minds, which was pretty freaky since he could now invade other people's privacy. HE would feel like an ass later, but smirked "Geez, get a room you two".
Drew then busted out laughing as the two blushed furiously. Slowly, the two started laughing as well. The were laughing so hard that tears came to their eyes. Drew felt a lot better; it felt good to get a good laugh out after what they had been through.
Calming down, Steve sad softly "Guys I'm sorry, I know I cause a lot of trouble for you two since we met". Looking down shamefully, he still remembered the stuff he had said to them back when they had first met.
"You'll only slow me down"
"You'd just get in my way"
"You've got to be kidding, I found them so I'm keeping them"
Claire placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, as she said "No it's okay, it was hard for all of us".
Drew laughed as he said "Don't worry about it man, you were just frustrated at first, but things our gonna turn out alright".
Steve gave Drew a kind smile as he said "Yeah your probably right".
Drew offered him a hand "Friends" he said.
Steve shook his hand. "Friends" he laughed.
Turning back to Claire, who was glad the two were now friends, he said "Claire, I really hope you find your brother, I…I know what it's like to be alone".
Claire sighed sadly.
"Oh Steve".
I think I'm going to puke.
Steve then shook out of his depression as he forced a smile. "So where to now, I can take you wherever you want".
Claire put a hand to her head as if thinking hard before chuckling "I hear Hawaii's nice this time of year".
"You've got it" Steve laughed.
Oh I KNOW I'm going to puke.
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Meanwhile…
Alfred rushed outside towards the WWII Tank. He had to get away from the island. While he was furious the peasants had escape, he was not disappointed. This would only mean more time he could spend to play with them.
Pressing a button on the back of the tank, it rolled forward, revealing an elevator.
Going down into a corridor, Alfred pressed a few buttons that led towards the underground Jets.
"This game is not over yet," he said in Alexia's voice.
"NOW YOU WILL SEE WHAT REAL TERROR IS ALL ABOUT" he chuckled as he made his way towards the jets.
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Our heroes had been flying silently for about ten minutes now. That is until.
BANNNNGGG!!
A crash was heard from the back.
A blaring alarm went off, startling everyone. "HEY, WHAT THE" Steve started as he started to push more buttons on the controls.
"The cargo room hatch is open," he said as he started to press a single button over and over again.
"I can't get it to close," he complained.
"I'll go check it out," Drew said.
"Are you sure you'll be alright" Claire asked.
"You need to stop worrying about me, Ill be fine," Drew said as he waved a hand towards Claire.
Claire sighed, he was right. He had proven that he could handle himself pretty good; he didn't need her badgering him.
"Okay, be careful" Steve called as Drew went into the cargo room.
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"Huh" Drew said as wind raced past him. The entire back door had been ripped off, wind raced past him into the sky.
Drew stepped forward to see what was wrong and froze.
"Oh damn" he muttered.
The Tyrant, that he thought he had killed, stood before him, its back turned. Apparently back for another fight.
"I thought you killed him," Drew shouted to ZETA.
HEY, not everyone is prefect.
"Well, don't get involved now, I'm going to kill him myself" Drew declared.
It's your funeral.
The monster growled as it recognized Drew. Roaring, its right claw lengthened
"Damnit" Drew growled as he struck a fighting pose.
"OKAY, LETS GO, ROUND TWO" Drew shouted as he charged the Tyrant.
The monster was ready this time as it clawed at Drew chest. Drew raised an arm and blocked the blow and followed up with a wind kick to the face. The monster staggered back as it recovered.
Drew then gave it a punch, hook and upper cut combo. The monster shrugged off these attacks as it kicked Drew in the stomach. Drew grunted as he grabbed the Tyrant by the head, and head butted him. The Tyrant grasped his head as Drew ignored the pain.
The tyrant swept Drew off his feet with a sweep kick. It then raised its foot in the air and delivered an axe kick to the gut.
Drew groaned in pain as he rolled up and gave a dragon drop kick to the chest. The monster staggered back towards the opening.
Drew grinned as he charged the monster and gave the most powerful jumping sidekick he could muster to the monsters face. The monster road as it fell out of the plane.
Smirking Drew turned to go back to the control room when suddenly he was elbowed into a container. Whirling around, he caught a knifed hand to the chest.
Screaming in pain, he grabbed the knife hand pulled as hard as he could. He pulled so hard until. POP!
Out came the knife, the Tyrant roared as it looked down at its wounded hand. Digging its own claw into its skin the Tyrant walked back stunned.
Glancing to his left and noting a container that could be shot forward, Drew smirked, knowing what to do.
He hit the button next to the wall and watched the fun.
The container shot out like a bullet and rammed into the Tyrant full speed and sent him and the container plunging into the sky.
Drew sighed, it was over.
Now, I should probably go and nurse this wound, how was that
Not bad boy, thought I could have done better.
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"What happened" Steve asked as Drew stalked back in, looking beaten up and tired.
"Big cockroach that needed to be stepped on" Drew laughed as he sunk down in the corner, dead tired.
"Your wounded" Claire said as she started to tend to Drew's wound.
"Go away" Drew slurred tired.
"You need to stop putting yourself in such dangerous situations" Claire scolded.
"Claire, I'm fine" Drew moaned.
"No your not, not hold still" she said.
Drew gave up struggling as he sunk into sleep.
Unbelievable, he didn't even say thanks for that last push I gave him.
Now sitting in silence, suddenly, the controls locked to the left.
"What's happening" Claire asked.
"I don't know, it changed direction on its own," Steve said. Trying to force the controls, he found it futile.
"Its flying in autopilot control, I can't switch over to manual" Steve complained.
Suddenly, one of the screens lit up, revealing Alfred.
"My apologies, but I cannot allow you to escape" he laughed.
"YOU DAMN CROSSDRESSING FREAK" Claire shouted.
The TV switched off, leaving them in silence.
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