Immortal No More Chapter 12
Rain trickled down the roofs of the aging buildings in the small village laying on the edge of the miniscule island. The clouded moon seemed to be the townspeople's only source of light, as even though late in the evening the citizins were still pretty busy cleaning up what was left of Nicholai's rampage.
A young man wiped the rain from his face as he lifted up a board that used to belong to his house. Giving a swear to the Russian who caused this he lifted it over his shoulder, until the sounds of faint explosions caught his attention sending his pale eyes to gaze upon Spencer's hilltop mansion. Focusing his eyes on the noise he could barley make out a faint red light seeming to come from the greenhouse. Realizing it was none of his buisness the man just shrugged it off, and walked away to gather some more of the burnt wreckage.
A potted plant landed with a smash on the dusty floor as a form quickly dove behind one of the many rows of plantlife. A second later the various plants seemed to erupt in a hellish blaze ending their pitiful lifes in a sadistic puff of dark smoke.
Nicholai sluggisly dragged himself across the floor in an effort to get away from the blaze, and more importantly flee from the one who caused it. The sut from the floor felt uncomfortable against his hands, but nowhere near bad enough to make him want to raise himself as he made it down the row in a silent crawl.
He got to the end, and breathed a sigh of relief, gently closing his eyes for a split second. That was until soft pitterpatters were heard, and he opened his eyes, noticing a boot in front of his face. Quickly raising his head up he made eye contact with Spencer, a man of pure evil.
Sweat started to trickle down his forehead as he noticed his incenerating hand, and the wicked smile on the young man's face, "Your making this way to easy for me Nicholai" he stated with a cocky attitude.
Nicholai just groaned, and quickly did a barrel roll under the row of plantlife, and made it to the next row which seemed untouched by the blaze forming inside the greenhouse.
This wasn't long though as seconds later that row too was set ablaze, and Nicholai quickly staggered to his feet to find a way to either beat this guy or escape. Finding neither in the dark puff of smoke he coughed a swear in his native tounge before feeling a blow to his stomach that picked him off the floor, and sent him into a stack of empty crates.
Through the smoke, and fire Nicholai could hear the taunting laughs of the young man, and could make out footsteps that became louder with every passing step. Nicholai tried to get up, but the more he tried the deeper he sunk into the mess of crates.
Spencer's figure became known through the flames, and as if impervious, stepped right through them. He gave a taunting laugh at Nicholai's position, and with a slender step made his way over to the Russian.
Nicholai looked over to his right, and realized there was a sprinkler system for the plants within his reach, but quickly looked back to Spencer as he spoke, "Well Nicholai I must say its been fun, but I must really get back to cleaning up Wesker's mess now so tata."
He slowly raised his hand burning hand, and was ready to charcol the man when Nicholai felt it was time to chime in, "Well do you know how to stop a fire?" Spencer stopped momentarily, and gave a slight grin, thinking it were a trick question, "How?"
In an instant Nicholai quickly thrusted his foot sternly onto the latch that in turn realised the water pressure in the sprinkler, "Eat H20 asshole!" he screamed in a thick accent.
Spencer was takin back as the sprinklers put out the flame on his hand and started to make short work on the blaze surrounding them. In this time Nicholai had gotten himself free from the pile, and dashed through the dampened fire over to Wesker's unconcious form which had been placed on a table.
Spencer sighed as he slowly turned around, and with the snap of his fingers the blaze surrounded his grey arm again.
Nicholai made a mad dash for Wesker until he heard the sound of an approaching scorcer. Looking back, but never stopping his sprint he saw a large fireball coming right for him. Nicholai gave a loud yell as he dove onto Wesker's stiff form, and pulled them both onto the floor as the fireball rushed overhead.
Nicholai hugged Wesker's form close to him and covered the blonde's head as the fireball exploded against a fountain sending both water, and fire every which way.
Everything seemed to grow silent for a second, and only the sound's of the sprinkler's pitterpatter interrupted the solemn mood. Nicholai reluctently open his eyes and looked around, noticing the absence of chaos.
He let go of Wesker and slowly rose to his feet, and first look over to the fountain to see that it was now crumbled into little concrete pieces on the floor. Breathing a sigh of relief that those pieces were not part of him he then turned around to see a lone figure standing in the distance, his hand still being licked through the flames.
Spencer's face quickly went from one of annoyance to a bit of humor, "Well Nicholai I must say I underestimated you there, but come on lets be serious now. This is my territory, my home, and everyone does my bidding. Do you really think you can escape alive."
Nicholai gritted his teeth. The bastard was right; where were they supposed to go. Even if Nicholai's men came, they would all be slaughtered by the monsters. Spencer started to trot forward, "So come on Nicholai just man up and face me to the end."
Nicholai looked down at his boss's body in deep thought. Then quickly raised his head and gave a huff to show he was willing to stand and fight. Spencer grinned, "Good." And with that he sped forward, "Here I come!"
Nicholai was takin back at the man's speed and took a quick glance around him that ended on a shovel. Spencer was now a foot in front of him when he suddenly felt the cold sting of the shovel's tip on his cheek and he stumbled forward a bit.
Nicholai kept a defensive stance as he held the shovel up, waiting for Spencer to recover. And recover he did as the young man gently turned his head over to Nicholai, "Nice try." Nicholai wasted no time in raising the shovel over his head and delivered it down onto Spencers'.
Spencer fell to his knees, that one he actually felt, and he looked up to the Russian with an expression of anger, "You Russian bastard" he spit, and as Nicholai spun the shovel around again, Spencer shot forth and ripped it right from his hands.
He then threw the handle of the shovel into Nicholai's jaw, and as the Russian was stunned he tossed away the shovel so he could no longer use it. Spencer chuckled and grabbed the Nicholai by the hair, and pulled his head up.
Spencer's other hand once again burst into flames, and he delivered a fire punch right into Nicolai's face, causing the Russian to scream in a fit of agony as the flames sinjed his complexion. Spencer did it again, and again as the Russian's face started to show bruises, and burn marks.
Spencer's last act of torture was to actually use his burning hand to pick Nicholai up by his neck and hold him in place. Nicholai couldn't help but choke from lack of air, and groan from the flames as he held back the sense to yell.
Nicholai lashed around wildly to try to break free before being thrown by Spencer and landing through a table. Nicholai was totally spent. Ever since he came to this damn island he never had a moment's rest and now it was starting to take it's toll as he laid there, his eyes half shut and staring up at the greenhouse ceiling. He gained some comfort in the shadow of death as he marveled at the simplicity of the rain trickling down the outside glass.
He breathed heavily and his eyes forcilbly fluttered over to a small bucket of supplies for the plants and one of them happened to catch his eye.
Spencer laughed as the Russian laid almost motionless on the floor. If it wasn't for his heavy breathing Spencer would have thought he was dead, but it didn't matter for seconds later he would be.
He raised his pyro hand over top of his head, and chuckled a bit as Nicholai seemed to of lost conciousness. Spencer let out an evil laugh as he brought his hand down and fire spewed forth like a flamethrower towards the unconcious man.
As the flames reached for their mark, Nicholai quickly reached into the bucket, and pulled out a large hose connected to some weedkiller, and sprayed it forth into the flames. As the flames reacted with the chemicals the force of the nozzle pushed back the flames, and fully engulfed Spencer's arm.
Spencer let out a shriek thought only possible by a chimerea (Those bug things in Resident Evil 1) as the chemicals dug into his arm, being fused with his flames to create a burning chemical fire. Spencer lashed around to try to stop the blaze, but even as he retracted his own fire, the fire from the blast leeched on to his arm and was starting to boil his arm alive.
The green leaves on Spencer's arm started to fall off and dissolve in mid-air as Spencer continued his scream. Nicholai gazed on in amazement as Spencer's very arm started to rot, and he looked over to the Russian with anger, and tears brimming in his eyes, "You idiot!! You damn fool you've ruined it!!! It took me years to become one with the virus and you ruined it!!!" screamed Spencer as he got down on his knees from the pain he was in.
Nicholai didn't know what to make of what he just said. Ruined what? It was only one arm, and once the fire was out Spencer would use his other arm to dose him with flames. But then that didn't explain what happend next.
Just as Nicholai was going to head back out to the courtyard, the vines wrapped around the greenhouse door realised and went back to their original postions amongst the greenhouse. Nicholai had no time to reflect on what happend, and quickly threw Wesker over his shoulder and headed out of the greenhouse dispite Spencer's cries of, "You ruined it!" and "I'll get you Nicholai Ginovaef!"
Author's Notes: Its been a long time since I updated this story, but I would like to dedicate this one to Sanchez C. He has been reviewing my stories for a while now, and I never really gave him any recognition until this point. Though Tyrant Bitch I didn't forget about you...update damnit!
