I... have not come... this far... to die now.
Lol, I'll give you a cookie if you know whose quote that is.
Disclaimer: For the last time, I don't own RE, or Britt. She belongs to FMB.
XX
We watch Leon and Billy go up the elevator. Great, we have at least seven minutes to kill.
"So... what do we do now?" asks Britt.
"Don't look at me... I'm just glad we're leaving this Hellhole." I say, sitting on the ground.
Britt sighs;
"We have seven minutes to kill." Britt says.
That is my estimate too.
"Wish Wesker would chase us around, great way to kill seven minutes." I say, falling on my back and staring into the gray sky.
"Yea... that would be fun... until he catches us." Britt sighs, as Hewie puts his head in her lap.
"Have you noticed that Jill looks alot like Fiona from Haunting Ground?" I ask, trying to kill the seven minutes with a conversation.
"Yea, they're hair looks alot alike." Britt says.
"Not just their hair, its their faces too. Except, Fiona's head is fatter than Jill's." I say.
Britt kinda laughs.
"Its true though." I say.
Britt sighs, and lays down on the ground too.
"Dude I'm bored..." I groan.
I'm the one who always complains; the one who is pestimistic.
"I am too." Britt says.
What do I talk about...? Resident Evil is the last thing on my mind right now.
"I wish I was in Silent Hill right now." I say out of nowhere.
"Why would you wish that?" Britt asks.
"I dunno... Silent Hill is awesome. A town taken over by Hell's creations... and evil." I say.
Britt looks at me with disbelief.
"Why in the Hell would you go to Silent Hill?" Britt covers her mouth after speaking.
I raise a brow.
"What, do you see something?" I ask.
Britt sighs, and uncovers her mouth.
"I swore." she says.
"Hell isn't a bad word. Fuck is a bad word. So is ass, shit, damn, jackass, bitch, bastard, slut, whore, and motherfucker, are bad words." I say, thinking of every bad word I can think to say of.
"I'm just trying to kill seven minutes." Britt says.
"Me too..." I sigh.
Britt sighs, and I'm bored. Things are silent between us. I guess she has nothing else to say... I stare over at the elevator. Ashley is like a statue. Good, I won't have to listen to her.
"I wish I was home right now... so I could yell at my pyromanic friend." I sighed.
"Pyro?" Britt asks.
"Yea... he is an extreme pyro." I sigh.
"How so? The expression; 'Curiousity killed the cat' goes off in my brain at the moment." Britt says.
"Oh, he'll run a lighter's flame under his fingers."
"Doesn't he get burned?" Britt asks.
"Nah, when he was a kid, he used to climb trees alot. The soft skin on his hands were ebbed away, so his skin is rough. When he runs the flame under his fingers, he just says it feels warm."
"Huh, thats weird. Does he play with fire when your around?" she asks.
"More times than you can count." I sigh, thinking of my friend who is obessed with fire.
"What do you do about it?" Britt asks.
"I take away his lighter." I answer.
"What does he do?"
"He'll try to take it back from me, or try to find where I hide it. He tears through my house looking for his damn lighter."
Britt laughs.
"I'm not kidding. He will literally tear through my house."
Britt stops laughing, and gives me a strange look.
"Your serious?"
"Its the truth. He is obessed with fire."
"Its not really a big deal... but I saw on 1000 Ways To Die, a guy died playing with fire. He drowned himself in water trying to put the fire out himself."
"I might tell him that... but he won't listen." I sigh.
How long have we been talking anyway? Too bad I don't have a watch...
I hear something behind us, and jerk up. Britt notices me, and jolts up too. Billy and Leon are coming down the elevator. The elevator clicks, and the two run like madmen. Leon grabs Ashley's hand, and takes off down the path towards the Ski Jet. Billy runs over and grabs Britt's and my arm.
"Lets move, the Island is gonna blow!" Billy shouts, running behind Leon into the tunnel. Hewie barks, as he jets behind us.
We bolt through the tunnel, jumping down instead of climbing the ladder. Leon and Ashley are already on the Ski. Hewie jumps down, following us to the very end.
"We're all not going to fit on that!" Britt shouts over the explosions that are now taking effect. Billy grips both of our arms.
"We have to try." Billy says, pushing Britt and I onto the Ski. As we all scrunch together, Billy grabs Hewie, and we hold onto each other.
Leon revs it up the Ski Jet, and we jet down the tunnel. As we ride, I'm gripping onto Ashley for dear life, and Britt is doing the same.
"We're not gonna make it!" I scream, as we fly through the air, and the wave is following behind us.
"Yes we can!" Leon shouts back, as all fly through the air, and into the sunlight.
I can't hold on, and I fly off the Jet Ski, and fall into the water. Britt was holding onto me, so she fell in to, dragging me down into the water, as she still holding onto me. I kick my legs, and arms, desprately gasping for air, only to breath in water. Britt lets go of me, and I see her faint figure claw to the top of the water. I feel something dig into my wrist, and pull me up. I burst through the water, desprately gasping for air.
"Thanks for saving my life." I say, coughing up water.
"No problem." Britt says.
Billy bursts through the water, with Hewie. We're all alive.
Ashley bursts through the water;
"Leon!" she calls out.
Leon swings the Ski around, and calls out;
"You guys alright?" Leon calls to all of us.
I smile, and claw my way towards the Ski. Everyone else does too.
I claw onto the Ski, and breath.
"We're all going home... we're going home, damnit." I say, taking in a sigh of relief.
The sun warms my face, and we're all breathing hard.
"Great, its sunny outside." I say sarcastically.
"Whats wrong with the sun? Saved my life once." Billy says.
"I just hate the sun." I say.
We all laugh.
"Wait guys... where Luis?" Britt asks.
Everyone stops, and pauses. Britt looks at Leon.
"Luis... Luis is gone. When Billy and I killed Saddler, he had the Sample." Leon says, breaking the silence.
Britt looks at Leon with disbelief. Saddler must've killed him when he stayed with Ada... probably thought he could kill Saddler himself.
We're all quiet, giving Luis some respect.
"See ya Luis..." Britt says quietly.
We all set ourselves up on the Ski, and its a quiet drive. We're exhausted, and sad. I stare back at the Island that is smoking, and on fire. Rest in peace Luis, rest in peace.
XX
Done. Done. I'm done. Goddamnit, I'm done. Finished. Holy shit... never thought I'd finish. I'm done damnit.
Happy TG!
~Saiyan Werewolf