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Hey there! Well, here it is! The 11th chapter. There'll probably be a couple more chapters before this story will be done! I hope you've enjoyed the ride so far and continue enjoying it right until the very end!

They walked up to the steel door, avoiding the dead dogs, and noticed a card reader sitting to the side of it. Claire quickly pulled out Cormac's keycard and swiped it through the reader. There was only silence.

"Why isn't it opening?" asked Jill.

"Beats me." replied Leon, trying to push open the door.

Claire inspected the card reader and came up with the answer as to why the door refused to open. "It's asking us for the code."

"Well we don't know the code so..." Chris said. He grabbed the gun from his sister's hand and shot out the card reader. Everyone shut their eyes and sparks and bits of metal flew everywhere.

There was another moment of silence before the door clunked open. Chris returned the gun to his sister.

"You know…that could've gone badly…" Claire said.

"Hey, it always works in the movies."

This room was noticeably colder than the hallway. It was a sharp contrast to the concrete hallways they had been traversing through for hours. From what they could see, it looked to be a storage area of some sort. Large boxes with the Paragon Pharmaceutical logo on them were strewn about the room. Across from them, all away on the other side of the room, was a metal staircase which led up to a door labeled 'Exit'

Leon motioned to it, drawing everyone's attention to their way out. Just as they took a step forward, the 'Exit' door opened and, much to their surprise, Archer stepped in. She was visibly unhappy to see the four and massaged her forehead.

"You four are so annoying, you know?" she asked, "You're like little cockroaches just asking to be stepped on."

"You've gone too far Archer! What is Paragon up to?" shouted Claire.

"You are in no position to demand answers from me, Miss Redfield. And I see you've removed the Inhibitor from your brother. I'm surprised he's not dead yet. The parasite should've killed him by now."

"You're parasite's gone Archer!" shouted Leon, "Cormac told us about the cure!"

"I should've known…that fool…"

Leon was about to take another step forward.

"I wouldn't advise that Agent Kennedy." She snapped her fingers and before they knew it, there was yet another monstrosity in front of them. This one though was well-known to all four of them.

"A tyrant…" whispered Jill.

The seven foot tall monster towered over all of them. It wore a black heavy coat that covered his body and thick heavy boots. Its face was a mangled wreck, nothing there that would suggest that this thing had mutated from an actual human being. But it was resembled more of a human than any other tyrant they had ever seen in their lives. It let out a low groan…or something like that…they couldn't make it out. Without warning, it lunged forward and grabbed Leon by his throat and easily lifted him up into the air.

Leon struggled, his hand clawing at the large hands of the Tyrant while his feet flailed about searching for solid ground again. Jill leapt into action and removed her knife from its holster. She managed to get behind the monster, avoiding his other arm as it swung to hit her. She buried the dagger into its back and stepped away.

The Tyrant dropped Leon and collapsed to one knee, letting out a loud roar. It tried to remove the dagger but failed to reach it. Finally, it gave up and just shook off the attack. It got back up and started to stalk towards Jill. She pulled out her weapon and started shooting. The monster was unphased by the onslaught of bullets and raised its arm up. Jill jumped to the side, avoiding the deadly blow. Instead, the Tyrant hit the concrete floor, creating a small crater on impact. Leon and Claire started shooting until they emptied their clips. When the shooting stopped, they expected the Tyrant to fall over dead. Instead, it turned to them, something wriggling underneath its coat.

Chris realized what was about to happen and shouted, "Get down!"

Everyone hit the floor just as a mass of tentacles exploded from its chest and engulfed the creature. Bits of skin and cloth fell to the floor as the mutation continued. There was no longer a Tyrant. Now, there was only a mass of writhing tentacles, in the vague shape with two arms and legs, standing over them.

"Oh shit." Leon swore and popped in the last clip of ammo he had.

It swung its club sized arms around knocking over crates and sending bits of wood and other debris flying across the room. Leon started shooting it in what he assumed would be the head. Claire did the same, but the creature seemed to be more resilient than before.

Chris caught a glimpse of Archer who seemed to be having fun watching her creature do her dirty work for her. A devious smirk plastered on her face. Their eyes met and her smile disappeared. They only stared at each other for a moment before she exited through the door. Chris felt his heart beat faster. He wouldn't let a bitch like Archer get away. He made a run for the staircase, dodging the Tyrant's attacks. Finally, he managed to climb up the stairs and make it to the door. He turned back to the others as they continued to fight off the monster.

Leon noticed Chris on the staircase and knew what he wanted. "Go! We'll take care of this thing!"

Chris nodded and burst through the door and was shocked to find himself outside. He saw two helicopters; one sitting on the landing pad with a pilot in it and another sitting in a small clearing off to the side. He saw Archer walking towards the helicopter that was getting ready to leave.

"Archer!"

She spun around to face the Redfield. "Redfield…" she responded calmly.

"I'm not letting you get away with this!" He started to walk towards her. "No more dogs to protect you…no more Tyrants…you're alone now."

"There's one thing you should know about me Mr. Redfield. I always have something up my sleeve."

Suddenly, Chris was knocked down by a black blur. He was thrown to the ground and slid a couple feet before coming to a stop. He shook his head and slowly regained his bearings. But nothing could have prepared him for what he saw next.

"It's not possible…" he whispered, "Wesker?"

I hope you'll stick around for the next chapter! See you until then! ;)