Hello guys, long time no see. I know and I'm very sorry for my long update, but I promise I won't give up on the story and will finish it!
Thank you for your support. Thank you The95will and Jenna Williams for your help.
A/N: I'm not english native, but I have the tendency to write in english, I apologize for any misspelling or confusing line.
After Leon and Peter were taken at the motel, they were taken to another location and there they managed to escape the men in black, but then, they found themselves in an abandoned structure and realized they were still being tested and fight for their survival.
"Not bad." Leon lightly laughed.
"Come on, I think Dick is waiting for us at the roof."
"Good, I didn't prep myself for any prolonged engagements." Leon looked at his Wing Shooter then ejected the magazine to get a sense of the weight. It felt light and he grimaced to himself.
"Can I have a gun?"
"Sure." Leon opened his vest to reveal his leather pistol holster. His left hand reached to his right hip. The spare pistol was offered grip first to Peter. He took it and examined it.
"Not bad. These standard issue?"
"No, just personal preference." Leon pulled the chamber back to his pistol to hear a familiar click. Leon reached for his lower back for small ammo pouch. He took out a spare magazine and it shined in the light. I need to have more firepower.
"We both get one each." Leon spoke softly.
"Sounds good."
"Nothing good about it." Leon grimaced.
There was a loud screech down the halls. Leon and Peter both looked over their shoulders. "They didn't just-" Peter stammered.
"Shit." Leon said as the two aimed their pistols down the hall. Several of the lights flickered as the silhouettes of hunched back scaly creature s swiped the nearby walls and moved in the shadows. Just from the reports, Leon knew what was coming his way.
"My cousin had a pet cat the liked to hunt lizards… I kind wish she was here with us." Leon chuckled.
"What does that do with anything?" Peter flicked the safety off.
"Nothing. Can't a guy just be able to crack a joke?" Leon smiled as a flash of light emanated down the hall. Several large claws and reptilian creatures shrieked at them. The reports that the BSAA had recorded, these things were known as Hunters. Leon remembered that Jill mentioned them occasionally when they talked.
"Just keep your distance and those claws aren't for show." Leon said as his pistol fired four more rounds.
"Whatever you say!" Peter fired three rounds as they concentrated on the closest Hunter. It toppled over as the other raced past the dead one. "Move!"
Peter said as Leon ran forward but looked over his shoulder with his Wing Shooter at the ready in case a Hunter would close in. Leon eventually stopped to turn around to give Peter a chance to catch up. A claw swooped down at the ground Peter was as he jumped forward and the breeze of air was in no way comforting.
"Jesus!" Peter stumbled forward then regained his balance while Leon emptied his current magazine into the Hunter. From there the chamber kicked back and barrel was visible, all of what Leon needed to know that he was out. Peter stepped in and fired at the incoming Hunters. Several of them endured the bullets as others sprinted off to find different routes.
Leon leaned back and ejected the magazine. "I think I saw a heat lamp down the opposite way!"
"Booo!" Peter snickered as the two were able to sprint again.
"How many floors we got?!" Leon said as he set the new magazine into the gun.
"Four or so. I think the upper floors are still being under construction." Peter responded as the two looked for an exit they could use.
"The elevators are a death trap!" Leon said as he knew the Hunters would overwhelm the both of them the moment they stopped. Leon and Peter soon passed an open doorway into an office area while a Hunter jumped out to cut the two of them off.
The strange thing was, this Hunter appeared to be different than the others. It had thick black scales with a red underbelly. It roared at Leon and it caused him to step back and close his eyes. The way it shrieked at him was enough to sound like fingernails being dragged along a chalkboard. A very long chalkboard.
"I hate being nagged." Leon aimed his pistol point blank at the Hunter's face and fired. It flinched at him them raised a leg forward to knock Leon back.
"Motherfucker!" Peter sprinted forward then tried to shove this Alpha Hunter. It shook its claws around then reached for its back. Peter was on the verge of being impaled as several scales on the belly flicked out of place as Leon about eight feet away shot at it before he tried to get on his feet. Peter tried to aim his gun to the skull of the Hunter it prevented this by shaking its torso left and right for Peter to lose his grip. He then was thrown in Leon's direction.
"Awwww…" Peter groaned in pain.
"Come on!" Leon got to his feet and helped Peter to do the same.
The both of them looked at each other as the Alpha Hunter roared at them again and jumped to the side to hide in the office cubicles. Claws glided along the wall as several Hunters groaned in the darkness.
"Been through worse?" Peter opened his mouth to find out that he partly bit his tongue. The taste of iron was not something he welcomed.
"Actually yeah. Just be glad that they're not human sized bugs…"
"You're kidding." Peter lightly joked.
Leon stared at him.
"Point taken."
Leon and Peter both looked in both directions down the halls. "What's keeping them?"
"Toying with us or something worse is coming our way." Leon counted the number of rounds he had left. He only had half a mag left. The two heard a slight rumbling in down the very hall they came from.
The floor burst open as a darkened arm popped out and pierced the floor for it to support itself to crawl out. It crawled out and there was a slight rumble of the ground it tore more of the ground apart to make room. Whatever it was, the damn thing was tall. The clothing of it appeared to be dark and the hands shined in the dim light. Leon guessed it had leather gloves on and it move its arms apart as it stepped forward. The head was still shrouded in darkness and blue orbs of light stated at Peter and Leon. It groaned at them in a low tone.
"What the hell is that?"
"I forgot to tell you that I ordered a pizza." Leon nervously chuckled.
"Okay, time for the FEAR rule."
"Huh?" Leon glanced at Peter.
"Fuck everything and run!" Peter turned around immediately and Leon followed his lead. Just like that the creature stepped forward and shoved a Hunter out its way as it went face fist into a stone beam. Blood squirted everywhere.
"GO!" Leon shouted as the two moved forward down the pathway as the walking creature followed them.
Peter used the pistol on the creature and several Hunters moved behind it. Whatever that thing was, the Hunters didn't want to be in its way. With every step, Peter and Leon knew they had to get further up to the next floor. Leon prepped himself for something like this with constant training to his cardio. Peter however, wasn't as fast but still kept running even if he wasn't at Leon's pace.
A Hunter plastered its claw through a thin wall and grazed Peter at his left him while Leon kicked it at the claws and broke one. It screamed in pain and pulled its arm back for Peter to get past it. Leon then noticed the creature turn the corner to lock eyes with him. Doing his best to ignore it, Leon checked on Peter.
"You okay!?"
"I'm fine, it feels more like a paper cut." As Peter took Leon's hand to get his balance back.
"We're close to a staircase." Leon said as he opened the door to let Peter through. Leon took a chance and fired two bullets at the creature's eyes. He clearly hit the chest but didn't even flinch as the second bullet clearly missed. With a frustrated sigh, Leon entered through the doorway to go up the staircase.
"Got any special tools for that thing?" Peter panted.
"Sorry. I got gum if that helps."
"Damn…" Peter shouted to floor below him as the floor above had an incomplete staircase as the newer upper floors were being expanded upon. So it meant that they had to go up through the construction floors. Not a simple task with the elevator's being knocked out.
Leon raced through the door for him to fall forward to take a knee to himself then scanned his surroundings. Several metal carts and the wide view of the city below. Peter leaned down and panted through his mouth constantly.
"Breathe through your nose and exhale with your mouth. It's better for your lungs and heart that way." Leon looked around the area to see that several walls were put in place. Everything around them didn't look good. Leon was about to say more as they heard a rumble on the floor below. The two jogged through the maze. Tarps waved gently in the wind as Peter shoved one out of his face.
"How much ammo you got."
"I still got the other mag." Peter ejected the magazine to find out he was one bullet away from using up the current mag.
"Better than how I'm doing at the moment." Leon ejected his mag to see that he had about five bullets left. "Ideas?"
"I do actually." Peter noticed they were past several work stations and picked up a loose 2x4. A metal pipe was in place but he ripped it out as nothing flowed through it. "Lead or wood?"
"I'll take the wood." Leon shrugged while Peter handed him the 'weapon.'
Both took several tools from the tool boxes and carried what they could. Peter found a nail gun that wasn't too heavy but beggars can't be choosers. He opened a small box to see some more nails and shoved it in his pocket no matter how uncomfortable it felt. Leon moved some tools around and he found a new hammer that he could borrow. As well as take out a wrench because, why not?
Then the floor rumbled followed by shrieking.
"Time's up." Peter aimed his gun with the next magazine to immediately be loaded in next. Leon used his left hand to aim at their surroundings with the nail gun aimed at the floor with his right. The wind outside picked up in pace and had the back of Leon's hair stand up.
"I don't plan to go sky diving." Leon said the moment a regular hunter swiped metal fixtures out of its way to see Peter and Leon. Peter fired his gun then ejected the clip. The Hunter approached them as Leon walked forward and emptied the remainder of his magazine to cover him. It stumbled back then brought a tarp down with it. The noise from the gun already gave the others a hint of their location but now straight line of sight was there.
"Got it!" Peter shouted as they moved in the opposite direction to find a ladder or something to next floor.
Metal and wood clashed out of the way as the creature searched for them.
"How the hell are we going to take that thing down?" Peter asked.
"Improvise." Leon holstered the spare Wing Shooter. While he took the nail gun in both hands. From there, he aimed it up and shot wildly at the next Hunter. From the rate it as set, it was more of a Sub Machine Gun to Leon.
A Hunter came from behind them and Peter fired his gun while a second hunter popped up from the shadows and sprinted at him. Leon intercepted as he swung his 2x4 at the Hunter's face and it only annoyed it. The tip broke off as Leon charged forward and had the nail gun smack the belly for it to unleash its fury. The Hunter was pissed off then adjusted its right leg and shoved Leon back while the feet claws tried to pierce his abdomen. Leon grunted in pain there was a cut at his left hip but he barely felt it from the adrenaline.
Peter was shoved to the ground while the first Hunter pinned him to the floor then reared its claw back. Peter's arms were still free and took the pipe then smacked it upside the head. Back and forth as the Hunter brought the claw down and loosened its grip which gave Peter room to adjust his head while the claw stabbed the floor. Once it missed, Peter reacted by setting the pipe in reverse for him to stick the lead pipe into the Hunter's mouth. It shrieked at him for Peter to take his gun to the Hunter's left cheek. Sharp teeth and blood rained out as the Hunter vomited blood at Peter. He used both hands at the pipe then shoved the Hunter off of himself.
Leon walked away from his kill as the he offered a hand to Peter.
"Shit, you better be making six figures for shit like this!" Peter shouted.
"I wish." Leon chuckled.
"I'm out by the way." Peter offered the second Wing Shooter back.
"Gotcha." Leon opened his jacket pocket then took out a pack of gum. Peter raised an eyebrow. "Come on, live a little."
Peter rolled his eyes as he took one of the minty gum sticks. The wrappers were put in their pockets. From there a wall was torn apart as blue eyes stared at them. With it being so close this time. The two could see its features. It was eight feet tall, the arms were had hardened scales on the visible side of the arms and had three inch claws sprawl out each boney finger. A coat hid the rest of the torso since this apparently had a trench coat on. Charcoal grey with red outlines at the seams. The head had narrowed scales at were the head should be and two spikes came out of the skin. I reached for its back then a cracked sound occurred as it had a spike in hand.
The thing had darkened skin while several spikes came out of the shoulders
"Oh give us a fucking break!" Peter shouted at it while the two had continued their run.
Peter took out the nails packet from his pocket then took several strips of it to help Leon reload his nail gun besides it, the lead pipe and hammer. These items were all the two had to use at the moment. He noticed a temporary stair case at the end of the floor. Peter ran ahead as Leon turned around to take some pot shots at the creature.
The spike in the left arm had narrowed itself then cleanly tossed forward. A whiff of air tickled Leon's ear.
"You should try of the Olympics." Leon wise cracked as the creature tore off another spike.
Peter and Leon made it up the steps as they walked into the open. The walls around them were wider and the floor above wasn't low. Several LED walls were in place with black paneled walls everywhere. Leon looked at his stomach to see that his cut wasn't as serious as he assumed.
"Looks pretty cool." Peter admitted as he handed more nails to Leon.
The floor behind them tore apart and as the creature creeped out from below. Leon and Peter looked at each other. As they ran in opposite directions as the dance floor the club had branching paths to a floor above. Peter ducked down behind a table and Leon took cover by a support beam. The creature stopped for a moment to look around.
Leon peeked out to see that would have limited mobility from his location. Nothing is stopping getting a spike with his name on it…
Jill was cornered and all she could do at that condition was to give herself in. She could see those were real people and she could not dodge or fool them like she did with zombies or BOWS. She put her gun down when, suddenly, she heard a male voice telling her "Get down!" and immediately shot the men at the door and quickly shot the others into the apartment with an extreme sharp aim, while Jill crouched to leave that place and had to trust that mysterious help.
The man was dressed like the men in black, but the difference is that he used a mask that covered all of his face and only his eyes could be seen, "I wouldn't take the elevator, but I'll open this exception due to your delicate condition." The man spoke softly
"Who are you? Why are you helping me?" Jill asked trying to decipher that figure, but all she could see was his eye's shape when he turned to her
"We'll talk later. Let's first leave this building and get you in a safe place." The man said
Jill wasn't the type that trusted easily, but the tension wasn't making her feel good and she could feel the start of the malaise.
They walked fast until the car of the man that was in the other side of the street, out of sight of the enemies. Jill walked holding her belly and then man noticed she had difficulties and realized she wasn't feeling good, but could see she as being brave as much as she could and didn't want to surrender to her vulnerability. He took her by the waist and took her arm around his neck to help her to walk. A little while later they got at the car.
"I need to go to the hospital. If I'm not bleeding I think my water broke." Jill said in concern when she sat on the backseat and looked pale
"Can we do that Hunnigan?" the man spoke in concern and looked at Ingrid who was at the driver's seat
"Yeah! I'll provide 24hr security for both of you at the hospital and a fake name for her." The woman replied and then made the call while she drove in a hurry to the hospital
"Thank you guys…" Jill said before passing out on the seat
At the hospital, Hunnigan stayed at the reception handling the papers while she told the man that now was using a wig and glasses in disguise, to make company to Jill.
Well guys, that was it for now. I hope you liked it! My big thank you for Will who wrote Leon's action scene for me because that's not my forte at all.
A/N: I'd like to say that I plan to update in two weeks, half of the next chapter is already complete and just needs a few more things to be done, but as lately I'm so busy with many stuff, I'm not having time to write properly, specially because I'm having to share the pc with other people. Please, don't be mad at me. Thank you all who reads my work! Stay tuned.