Authors Note: Hello fellow Resident Evil fans! Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate them! This chapter is going to be tense so GET READY FOR THE FISH FIGHT OF THE CENTURY! DUN! DUUN! DUUUUUUUUUUUN! Let's see what's happening with our characters are doing now that Claire has been KIDNAPPED! Enjoy!
Resident Evil 4: A Twist in Reality
Chapter 10: Introducing DEL LAGO! MOOOOOMMY!
Gun shots echoed through out the swamp as a battle between good and evil took place in the once peaceful place. Leon and Chris fought like champions of old, killing any villager that came within range. They gained ground quickly, till finally they were the only ones left standing. But there was no celebrating for their small victory, for there was still young maidens that needed rescuing. Quickly, they ran to the doors the kidnappers had used for their escape.
Upon opening the door, they found that there was the rugged path forked out in two different directions. One leading up the slope, and one leading down. According to the map, the one up that led up went straight to the ridge where they could have a perfect bird's eye of the whole lake. The other led to the lake where a boat was waiting for them.
"Come on! Let's hurry, we don't have much time!" Chris said frantically.
Leon grabbed Chris's arm, regretfully stopping him from continuing. "Chris, wait. We need to scout the area first."
"What do you mean, scout the area! Let's go now! We know they're heading for the other side of the lake-"
"Chris! I want to rescue Claire as much as you do, but we need to take the right precautions! Del Lago, remember? If we want to rescue Claire, we have to think smart more importantly, stay alive. In other words, we need to look before we jump."
Chris yanked his arm from Leon's grasp. He wasn't angry with his friend or the wisdom in his words. Training in tense and crucial situations called for a cool head. If he lost it, that would be the end of his sister.
"You're right... We need to keep cool and check out this unknown territory before going in. Let's get moving."
Leon led the way. The path was short and steep, with specks of dead grass and leafless tress scattered here and there. In no time, they reached the top. From the view they had, they could see every thing. The lake was murky, and large enough for something big to take residence in. Both kneeling on the ground, Chris looked out at the vast lake as Leon pulled out his binoculars. He immediately spotted a small motor boat moving swiftly in the water. The two men who had kidnapped Claire were quiet and solemn as they crossed the lake. The spirited young woman wasn't with them, but someone else was.
The boat stopped, the motor quieting down. Looking at the body in the boat, the villagers got up and quickly set out to work and lifted the man. Leon's gut clenched. It was the cop who had driven him here. Sadness mingled with horror as the two Ganados threw the cop overboard. Neither Chris or Leon could tell if the police man was unconscious or dead.
"Vamos!" said the young Ganado as they rode off, clearly looking nervous and afraid.
Chris watched the boat ride ashore while Leon watched the cop. He noticed a rumbling noise coming from the lake. It grew louder as the waves around the cop grew choppier.
"Chris, I think you should see this."
Chris took out his binoculars and turned his attention off of the villagers who were racing away as fast as they could. Together, they both watched the floating cop as ripples of water grew bigger and wider around his body. Suddenly, a massive creature leaped out of the water, it's body bigger then a whale. It's humongous jaws were opened wide, revealing rows upon rows of white, razor, sharp teeth. It looked like the mutated version of the whale that swallowed Jonah.
The cop was swallowed whole,, becoming another casualty of the tiny village of Pueblo. Then, just as quickly as it appeared, it landed in the water and disappeared from view, its tremendous bulk sendin multiple waves across the murky surface. The whole thing took no more than four seconds at the most. Even that was stretching it.
Chris fell back in shock as Leon tightened his binoculars. They both have seen a lot of monsters and weird crap in their day, but that was in a category totally by itself. Words couldn't describe it. After all, what was there to say? All they could do was let what they just witnessed, soak in. To understand that crossing the troublesome waters wouldn't be as easy as they first thought.
The massive hulk of everything wrong with nature, was something that required deep thought. Ways of killing the beastly fish couldn't even be discussed, due to nothing they had would work. They now understood why the merchant said conventional weapons were useless. No bullet would pierce that hide; if it did, it wouldn't effect the monster at all. And trying to ready a rocket launcher when that creature was apparently faster then a fish that size should be, not to mention it had the water protecting it, was just plain foolishness. Both men dreaded crossing that lake. Only a crazy man would attempt such a feat. Or someone with a death wish.
In their case, they had no other choice. There was no way inside the church to rescue the two girls, and Claire was who knows where beyond the dangers of the lake. With that as food for thought, the two got up and put away their binoculars. There was no need for discussing it. The two silent men gazed at one another with dread. Leon broke the silence.
"It's not the first time we faced some giant freak of nature. I'm sure we could beat it," Leon said with a shaky confidence.
Chris nodded, answering with the same flakiness, "Yeah. We both faced impossible foes. Whatever Umbrella threw at us, we killed. I'm sure we can kick its a-s!"
Both tried to look confident and brave, but the truth was that this was a crappy situation. The stocks stocked against them in every possible way. To put it simply, they were scared out of their minds... Wouldn't you be?
"Come on. Let's get going," Leon said with dread.
The two Raccoon City survivors walked back down the path, determined to save Claire and find that key to the church. They passed the doors they came from and went down the path that led to one of the most horrific experiences of they're lives.
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Wesker watched intently at the two men walking down the path. This just kept getting better and better! He also saw that magnificent creature's introduction. The immense power the creature had, it's large exaggerated girth, everything about it was so fascinating! He contemplated the different ways how it came to be. Did the parasite have a different reaction to the fish? Is that why it was so huge? Or was it something nature cooked up that's never been discovered or noticed till the parasite came into the picture? He had a million questions about it's history, in which he hoped he he would have answered soon, when he gets that sample. Maybe it's over a hundred years old, after all, this isn't the first time the village had the parasites infect them.
Wesker shook his head, and continued to watch the men walk up to the dock where the small motor boat had been left tied to. He let out a peel of evil laughter. If they think that they were going to make it across that lake in that old boat, they had a another thing coming. The deviant older man got comfortable and smiled as he continued to watch. He was betting his money on the lake monster.
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The men looked uneasily at the small wooden boat. It barely would fit the two of them! This small, old, rickety thing was supposed to get them across the dangerous waters unscathed? Ha! They couldn't believe that the merchant left them this old, crappy boat. The pathetic excuse of water transport wouldn't last two seconds with that thing! Suddenly, the popular opinion of the friendly neighborhood merchant was seriously dropping.
Leon sighed and looked at Chris.
We're gonna need a bigger boat. (Yes, I borrowed the first JAWS movie's famous line. Deal with it.) Got to make do with what we got.
The look on Chris's face agreed with the words he spoken. "We're dead fish bait."
Leon tried to say in a hopeful tone, "Maybe it's only attracted to blood or dead things. It didn't attack the kidnappers, obviously."
"True... But they bribed it. They high tailed it out of there as soon as they dropped off their little present."
"Yeah... But maybe it's full and won't bother us."
"Teh. That poor guy was just the appetiser and we're the main coarse."
"Chris, you're bumming me out, here. I'm trying to lie to myself so I can get the nerve to get in this boat."
"Heh. Sorry. I'll shut-up."
"Good."
The men hesitantly hopped aboard the boat with understandable nervousness. Leon started the engine, it's loud rumble making both men wince. With one last look at the safety of the dock, Chris cast off. They were finally on their way.
Fog covered the water, making the lake seem more menacing. Chris and Leon looked around nervously, expecting to see the creature to jump out any second. As they reached part way across, the men saw large debris floating around in the lake. Large logs and other stuff were clumped together, making a bunch of little floating islands. Leon payed attention to this and avoided the debris with ease.
"Now I know what a worm on a hook feels like," Chris commented.
As they proceeded on, everything seemed calm enough. So far, no large fish trying to snack on them. The guys were getting a little bit more relaxed as they grew closer and closer to their destination.
"Come on! Just a little bit more," Leon thought with desperation. The waters were getting more choppy, causing the motor to fight Leon's steering hand.
"Not good!" Thought Leon with a nervous look around.
Chris turned white when he decided to take peek at the water over the edge of the boat. He saw a shape of the large Del Lago. His heart leaped to his throat as he tried to warn Leon.
"It's here-" Chris didn't get to finish as Del Lago introduced itself to them with a loud roar as it leaped out of the water ten feet in the air.
It's roar was so loud that it rocked the entire area, causing the men to cover their ears. The creature's large mouth was wide open as it lifted its entire body out of the water. Strange appendages were flailing around wildly in its mouth; grey and slimy tendrils with sharp and serrated tips that could strip a man's flesh right off the bone. And while the victim felt this agonizing stripping, the tentacles would hook and real it's prey in to meet the sharp teeth of it's massive jaws.
"CRAAAAAAAAP!" Both men hscreamed. It wasn't every day they faced death by fish.
Leon's heart leaped inside his throat as a primal fear hit him. Both he and Chris were the prey now, no longer on top of the food chain. It was a crappy feeling. They took in the size of the monster as it was in the air, its body could easily be about fifty to a hundred feet long. Strangely, it didn't even look like a fish; the abomination of nature being manipulated by the parasite so drastically that it looked like a mutated salamander. Its grayish, brownish colored body showed no scales, just a slimy smooth skin like a catfish.
The monster's body hit the water once more, causing a massive vortex. The boat was being pulled in to the guy's dismay. Then at the last second, the vortex ended and spat up a the water high in the air, causing a massive wave which was heading straight toward the two men.
"Oh crap! Brace yourself!" Chris shouted.
Both gripped the sides of the boat and prayed for dear life that they didn't get knocked out of the boat. The fish was too quick to swim for shore or even back to the boat. But the way their adrenalin was pumping thought out their bodies, they were ready to run on top of the water to just get away from the danger. They didn't have long to wait to face their fear, the giant wave hit them with such great force that it knocked the boat fifteen feet back and eight feet in the air. Both guys screamed in terror, neither caring who heard. Being scared out of their minds was nothing to be ashamed about. You would be too if Del Lago was trying to have you for dinner.
The motor whined in the dry air as the boat continued to be air born, sounding it would croak any second. The boat spun around a bit before finally landing in the water with a jarring force. This caused both men's feet to fly up in the air, causing the anchor to drop in the water. Neither noticed this as they tried to get their wits about them.
"Let's get the hell out of here!" Chris yelled as Leon tried to get going. But the motor stalled suddenly to the man's dismay.
"You piece of junk!" Leon growled as he tried to get the motor going again, unaware that the anchor was sinking lower and lower till it finally hooked in the creature's slimy, scaleless flesh.
The men turned their heads at the strange whizzing sound. Then, their eyes widened when spotting the rope unraveling quickly.
"Oh shi-" Leon didn't finish as a knot in the rope blocked the O ring, causing the boat to jerk violently forward as the creature drug them wildly across the lake.
The boat was being dragged at a fast pace further away from their destination. Needless to say, this was reeeaaaaally bad for them. As he hung on to dear life to the side of the boat, Chris felt the harpoons on his side and remembered what the merchant said.
"Leon, get your harpoons ready. We're going fishing!"
Both grabbed a harpoon that was tied safely to each side. Leon judged the distance, coming up with about fifty feet between them and the monster. They waited till the monster surfaced, revealing its back and weird tail fin as it swam. It even began to swim in a straight line, giving them the opportunity to throw a harpoon at the freakish creature. Leon spear sped through the air, finding its target. The spear head embedded deeply in it's flesh, a deep wound that spurted red blood into the air, staining the water's surface. Chris's landed next to the harpoon, this one going a little bit deeper than the first.
"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Leon shouted with a grin at Chris. It gave them a deep satisfaction to cause this monstrosity pain.
The creature hissed and slid back under the water as Chris readied a third spear while Leon tried steering the boat, hoping to at least nudge the monster to move in the direction of land. He could faintly see the creature turning toward them, leaving a blood trail in the water. It swam under the boat and taking them further toward the middle of the lake. It's actions caused the boat to jerk sharply around, causing more strain on the thick rope. Suddenly, the rope's knot squeezed through the O-ring; the rope whizzing fast out of the loop Hope bloomed in their chests. Once they're unattached from the anchor, they could make an attempt for the shore again... But a bigger knot snagged in the hole, now giving Del Lago a longer lead. This made it harder for the heroes to see what it was doing.
Seconds later, the boat stopped moving. An uneasy calm settling over the lake. Chris set the third harpoon down and frantically looked around, trying to find a hint where the fish might appear. The rope moved a little, than stopped all together. Some splashes were heard here and there, but they were never fast enough to locate the exact location of their deadly foe. Suddenly, a loud roar was heard behind them in the distance. Leon and Chris both turned and saw the monster swimming quickly through the water, it's mouth opened wide in hunger. The creature could easily swallow the boat whole if they don't stop it. Raising his spear high, Chris aimed at the creature's throat. Meanwhile, his partner was busy untying the forth spear.
The creature would be on them in less than five seconds. With a grunt, Chris threw the spear, hoping to get the monster in the throat. But instead, it landed deep in the monster's lip. Leon stood up with his harpoon, arm poised and ready. He let out a roar of his own and threw the spear with a deadly aim. The harpoon soared threw the air, heading straight for the throat. But a grey tendril got in the way and was impaled by the spear. Blood was spraying all over inside the cavern of its mouth. The fish/salamander (Whatever) screeched and dived back under the water, just before it would have collided with the boat. The boat was hit by the waves its bulk made, almost sending Leon and Chris in the lake. The guys plopped back on their butts as the creature changed tactics and dragged them toward the debris that littered the lake.
Leon began steering the boat away from the debris with ease. He gritted his teeth and said, "Playing dirty are we?"
Chris untied another harpoon and tried to aim at the waving form of the Del Lago. He couldn't get a clear shot as it weaved through the debris. Leon dodged the first three perfectly, but the creature turned suddenly to the left, causing the boat to swing at the nearest obstacle. The horrified agent didn't have time to avoid it as the boat collided with the debris.
"Oooooooh craaaaaaap!" Chris yelled as both him and Leon and the harppon he had was sent flying out of the boat and into the dangerous waters.
As Chris resurfaced, he looked frantically around, spotting Leon five feet behind him and the boat ten feet in front of him. They both heard the creature dive under, alerting them that it was all too aware of their plight. They quickly began swimming for their lives, concentrating on the boat up ahead. The young Redfield reached the boat first, using his long, shaking limbs to easily climb back in the boat. He instantly reached his hand out to Leon who was three feet away.
Grunting, Leon grabbed the hand as he reached the boat. Chris helped his friend get back in the safety of the boat, just in the nick of time. The monster jumped up where Leon had been, snapping its jaws at empty air. It landed on its back, sending a spray of water over their all ready drenched forms. Then the earlier games the creature had played resumed, dragging it's cargo around the lake. This time, it swam away from the debris and resurfaced. Leon untied another spear and chucked it at the creature. The deadly weapon this time landed in its tail. (If you can call it that.)
The lake monster didn't wait have to feel another spear in its back as it resubmerged. It had grown smarter of this team's tactic. And with years of cunning and instincts imbredded in it's origional DNA, the creature swam lower and lower till it fell out of sight.
"Trying to change the rules now, beasty. Well, bring it on!" Leon growled as he turned the boat in the opposite direction where it submerged.
He made the right decision; the creature resurfaced the water with a roar as it bit yet again thin air where the boat had been, passing its prey by mere inches. Chris had another harpoon ready and threw it in the creatures tough hide in its side. Blood sprayed all over the boat, including Leon and himself. As it passed, Leon and Chris could see that it was wounded numerous times and losing large amounts of blood. But it still showed no signs of tiring.
Leon thought grimly, "If this keeps up, we're so screwed."
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The merchant watched as the two men fought the legendary monster. His heart had nearly stopped when the boat had hit the debris, causing his costumers to fall in the lake with the harpoon. He saw the creature dive and sped toward the two swimming men. But, yet again, the two surprised him. Barely escaping with their lives, yet again.
He watched with anticipation, waiting for his best costumers to kill the slimy fiend. He hated that creature with a passion. The Del Lago has been a thorn in his side ever since Saddler reawakened the D-mn thing! This monstrosity killed some of his closest friends, and nearly ate him on numerous occasions. His hatred grew each day as the stupid thing kept him away from one of his best stores in the area. It made him sick that all that stock could go to waste.
Stupid Lummox!
He smiled as he saw Chris throw two more spears at the roof of its mouth, causing the cursed thing to cry out in more pain.
"Keep it up, boys."
He liked both of these men. They really had the some amazing survivor instincts, and the will to live despite what the odds delivered them. He even grew to respect Leon as much as his long term costumer, Chris. And he definitely like the spunk in the young auburn haired woman that came with his Chris.
What was her name?... Ah, yes. Claire. Brains and beauty wrapped up in one amazing package.
She had a great personality that seemed to keep the other two grounded. Too bad she was kidnapped. Though he could say exactly why, he knew she would get out of that situation. She was a tough lass.
As for the spy, he didn't trust her one bit. From what he heard from the grape vine, she could be the third party in this horrific tale who had Luis steal the sample. God only knows what company she worked for and what type of war lords they were. Any person looking for the sample was bad news. Plus, it was hard to like or trust someone who always tried to get him to lower his prices on his goods, then threaten to kill him if he ever uttered a word to Saddler and his minions of her presence. He wasn't stupid. Besides, he wasn't one of Saddler's mindless Ganados. Despite of the parasite within, he wasn't being controlled. He still had free will.
And even if the beautiful woman in red decides he's too much of a liability, he knew he would survive any of her deadly advances. He was stronger, smarter, and faster than his appearance revealed. Years in his profession had toughened him up, and taught him to always be prepared for the costumer to turn around and slit your throat. In the end, he always got the upper hand and kill those that tried to end his life. Which unfortunately always had him changing his appearance and move to different countries. New different identities by the dozen! He wanted to at least stay a little longer in his home country before leaving. Of course he would have to leave sooner than expected as the home village he was born in was now the home of evil. Such was the life of a merchant.
His attention went back at the lake. Leon gave Chris one of his last spears which left the agent only one for himself. The merchant's face tightened behind his mask.
"Maybe I should have put more harpoons in the boat."
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Chris cursed angrily to himself for throwing the spear too wide, missing the creature by one foot. The slimy deviant dived again back under the surface for another surprise attack. Both were soaked and chilled to the bone, weary from the battle. Their bodies ached with pain from all they've been through during the day. Fighting for your life constantly in the cold and then getting soaked from falling in the water was getting to them. Especially Leon. His wound from earlier was throbbing with pain. His chest heaved from the pressure built in his chest, and he felt like his lungs were being squeezed by something.
All was quiet as the boat stopped moving.
"Not this trick again." Chris snorted.
Leon stood up, holding the last harpoon as thought about what he had to do. If he was going to die, he was going to get one make the over grown guppy scream before he became its next meal. His heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears as he waited patiently, arm poised with the harpoon.
"Please God, let this spear find its mark." Leon prayed with desperation.
"Amen." Chris answered.
The silence was deafening as they waited for the Jaws wanna-bee to face them. The rope moved a bit, but nothing else happened.
"Maybe it had enough and gave up... Yeah right! I'll be seeing pigs fly before that ever happens," Leon thought grimly.
Sure enough, dead ahead the creature resurfaced, its bloodied mouth wide open. The sharp teeth was stained with its own blood. With a growl, it propelled itself forward for the final showdown.
Leon aimed, stiffening his body as he waited for the right moment. The creature roared as it drew closer to them. Chris looked nervously at Leon, wandering if his friend was paralysed with fear or something.
"Throw it." Chris ordered. The creature was closer and picking up speed.
"Leon, throw it. Throw it NOW!" Chris shouted, the creature now was close enough for details to be made out with crystal detail.
"Not just yet. Just a little closer," Leon said with patience as Chris was running his hands through his once gelled spikes of brown hair.
The creature would be on them any second. Leon then saw his mark and threw the spear with all his might, screaming with all he had in him. The spear soared in the air, entering the creatures mouth and threw the tentacles, finding the back of its throat. A torrent of blood sprayed everywhere.
The Del Lago gagged with its own blood, swerving away from the boat. It slowed down and turned back toward the boat. It splashed and thrashed around, trying to run from the pain. Finally, it let out its last feral roar as it lifted its huge form out of the water, sputtering blood everywhere in the sky. Blood fell like rain to the water, mixing with the lake. Then the Del Lago fell on its back, finally sinking as it died.
Leon stood there in amazement before feeling a tremendous wave of victory spread through out all of his soul. A huge wave hit the boat from the creatures splash, sending Leon and Chris on their butts. Water sprayed all over their body, cleaning the creatures blood off two grinned at one other. They did it! They survived the dreaded Del Lago. Together, the gave a victory shout, feeling good despite their aching bodies.
They sat there in several inches of water, not caring a bit. The two were just grateful for being alive. But their victory was short lived. Suddenly, the boat jerked forward. And that's when they realised that the anchor was still embedded in the dying creatures body, that was currently sinking to the bottom of the lake. Their sense of triumph vanished as panic settled in. Chris brought out his knife, ready to cut the rope loose. But before he could, the O-loop broke off the boat, releasing the tension of the rope for the moment. They sighed, but yet again their sense of relief was interrupted. They heard the whipping and whizzing sound of the rope as it whizzed out of the boat. Both looked down and saw that the rope had some how wrapped around Leon's leg. Before they could do anything about it, the rope tightened and squeezed his leg and began pulling him out of the boat.
Leon let out a scream of pain, gripping one side of the boat as he whipped out his knife. Together, they began hacking the fibers of the thick rope. The agent screamed, literaly feeling muscles and bone begin to stretch. His pants began to tear, alerting the men that if they didn't hurry, Leon would either be pulled down into the lake with the dead Del Lago, or his limb would be torn from his body. The weight of the creature's dead body was too much for LEon and the boat. So together, they resumed chopping even more fierclyat the rope. Just as Leon felt he couldn't take it any longer, they hacked threw the final thread, releasing him from a horrible death.
Leon laid back, breathing heavily.
Chris put his hand on his leg and asked, "Are you going to be alright?"
Leon slowly sat back up and answered with a small smile, "Yeah. Never better."
Chris smiled and said proudly, "No one is going to believe this. We have to be the only ones in the world to proudly say that we killed a hundred foot lake monster."
Leon chuckled and tried to get the motor going. It sputtered for a few seconds, then roared to life. They drove to their destination with relief and a bit of a high. Their new story to tell when they got home was one for the history books.
Chris tied the boat to the dock as Leon hopped out. He started to walk down the dock when suddenly, a sharp pain speared his chest and abdomen. He grunted as he touched his chest and stomach. Chris noticed this and ran up to Leon.
"Leon! What's wrong."
Leon shook him off and insisted he was fine. He resumed to walk off the dock when he felt an even more intense pain in his chest. He began to gag as he felt something on the back of his throat. Putting his hands to his mouth, he coughed deeply till clog was out. Chris ran up to Leon and looked at his hands. Clotted blood covered the palms. Leon's vision began to blur, his world spinning.
"Okay, I guess I'm not alright."
Chris helped his friend inside the empty cabin. The first steps they took in, Leon began to scream, thrashing out of Chris's grasp. He fell to the ground, feeling like something was trying to crawl out of his body, burning him from the inside out. Chris quickly grabbed some herbs off the table, tearing them into little pieces so Leon could take them. But had no clue what to do, or what was causing his friend so much pain.
When he turned, he watched as Leon's eyes rolled to the back of his head, then lose consciousness. Panicking, he ran over and tried to rouse him. Nothing. He dragged and placed the agent on the dirty twin bed. Falling to his knees, he rubbed his face with both hands roughly, totally at a loss of what to do.
Making sure Leon was still with him, he checked his pulse. He sighed, relief spreading through him as Leon's pulse was strong and steady. But with Leon out of commission for the moment, he had no clue to what the next course of action should be. He knew they had to hurry to rescue Claire, but he just couldn't leave Leon in this position.
"What do I do?"
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Wesker watched the whole scene. He was disappointed that the creature lost and died, but relieved. Now, he could deal with Chris on his own , he hoped at least the creature would have eaten Leon. But life wasn't fair and luck was apparently on Leon's side.
After the battle, he noticed that something was wrong with the agent as the two men made it to shore. He quirked his head at this, wandering if he was wounded in the battle. He hoped so. He has grown tired of this Raccoon City's survivor meddling. The persistant Leon S. Kennedy was becoming more and more of a bother. But for the moment, he wouldn't find out the cause, thanks to Chris leading them inside a small old shack.
He snorted and turned his head. Chris the ever saving hero to the rescue. Such a weak quality. He couldn't understand how he survived this long in dangerous situations.
Oh, well. He was curious what was taking place, but he had to make a few calls. One in particular to some supporting members of the new Umbrella he was trying to resurrect. This one will be better than the last. It would be perfect.
"Soon, Chris. Soon."
Authors Note: Oh Noooooo! What will happen? Heheheheee! Did ya like it? I'm sorry this was late but you wouldn't believe the weekend I had. Let's just say it was a crazy, busy one. FORGIIIIIIIVE MEEEE! LOL Anywhoooooo, got another vote for ya. Should Chris go looking for his sister and leave Leon or stay with him? You decide! Answer soon so I can write the next chapter. REVIEW! PEACE! H