Hello guys new chapter on the run! Thank you for your patience and support. I'd like to thank The95will for his action scene for this chapter! And Jenna Williams for your help and review.

A/N: I'm not english native, but I have the tendency to write in english, I apologize for any misspelling or confusing line.

(I recommend this track for this scene for the creature. I think with this being close to the finale of the story. I think it wouldn't be so bad if the characters had a little bit of fun.)

Link: watch?v=AwlA2e_tFjc

Lights all around the area lit up to cause the creature to check its surroundings.

Soon the white color faded to a low blue hue while Leon sprinted out of cover to a nearby couch to finish reloading the nail gun.

The color shifted to green and Leon popped out cover. The creature shifted its eyes all over the place.

"Hey!" Leon shouted as he sprinted forward firing several nails at the feet. It noticed him, then a spike flew past him and Leon leaned back so he could fall and slide past it.

"Over here ugly!" Peter shouted as he tossed his pipe at the creature.

"You DJ! Hit it!" Leon rolled onto his stomach as Peter pushed buttons as more lights shifted color and blinded the creature. This time the color was violet.

Peter noticed that the creature pulled out another spike then tossed it at DJ booth. Peter ducked down and tried to press some more buttons. Leon noticed that he didn't have time spend on the dance floor. He turned around then sprinted up the staircase. Peter dodged several more spikes as a firework display erupted in fire as the creature took several steps back.

"Nice one!" Leon made it to the second floor.

"Thanks!" Peter spoke into the intercom. By the time he finished a metal cart full of tools flew through the air and smashed the window of the DJ booth.

"PETER!" Leon looked down the dance floor to see the creature cracking its neck and downright challenging Leon.

Leon clenched his fist and took out the hammer into his left hand while the nail gun remained in the right. The lights of the club faded to red as the creature yanked out another spike. Leon sprinted alongside the railings and fired in bursts the creature. The creature was done messing around then had a fist go right in front of Leon to smash some furniture and almost him with it.

"That the best you can do!?" Leon took the hammer and whaled onto the exposed arm while it pulled back. Leon wasn't careful enough as he was taken in the hand of the creature. From there, it proceeded to lift Leon to its face.

"HUAAGGGH!" Leon shouted.

Leon didn't waste time as he opened his jacket and took out a Wing Shooter. He dropped the nail gun for it slam against the ground. After that, he pulled the several latches back then took off the chamber for there to be a sharp end to his broken gun. From there once Leon squirmed in place for the creature to think it got the kill. Leon pulled his arm back and stabbed the eye of the creature for it let him go. Leon fell down and landed on his knees.

"ARGH!" Leon lost his balance then realized that his right ankle must be broken or sprained. "Damn it!"

The colors shifted to grey as the creature then had a spike at the ready. Then tossed it at Leon for it strike his left shoulder. "GAH!" Leon stumbled backwards for a step. Then tried to raise his left arm to use his hammer.

"Come on!" Leon shouted.

"I got your back!" A voice shouted back as Peter lunged off an edge with an Iron Workers mask on and a blow torch in one hand and an orange object in the other. "You're not going anywhere!" Peter shouted.

Leon caught on then limped forward to the nail gun. From there the two began their final assault as Leon reversed his hammer for the nail remover side to be stabbing the skin and tear out flesh. He aimed for what he could assume were the tendons. Peter kept his grip on the back of the creature as the blow torch singed the creature. It roared at them as it finally got to shake Peter off its back but the damage was done. Leon pulled out a tendon for the creature to completely loose balance. It shook the ground and Leon fell down as well.

A spike still in hand, the creature then made the attempt to spear Leon in the chest.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Peter sprinted in the way for left palm to block the spike. It worked but now, Peter feel to his knees as spear dug deeper and deeper into his hand for the point the spike would impale his head.

Leon rolled out the way and had the nail gun aimed at the wrist and fired more the nail gun.

The creature gave up as Peter yanked the spike out of his hand the both of them moved to the face. Leon looked at Peter and the two smirked at they beaten the giant creature. Leon aimed the nail gun downward to finish it off. Peter use the spike like a spear to tear out the other eye and after several seconds. Leon and Peter leaned away from the now dead creature.

"Nice." Peter had a tear of sweat drift down to his chin.

"You're one hell of a badass." Leon chuckled.

"Thank you." Peter lifted his mask up then wiped his forehead and nose. Leon didn't notice earlier but Peter had a bloodied nose.

"Don't worry. A small toolbox fell on top of me as the big guy tossed that cart at me." Peter groaned to himself.

"Ah. Well let's-" Leon had a red and black Hunter pounce him with the claw at the ready.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Peter sprinted at full force to shove the Alpha Hunter off of Leon. It screamed in pain for Leon to roll out of the way. Peter brought the orange object down to break the arm of the Hunter.

"I've had ENOUGH of your BULLSHIT!" Peter shouted as the object he had a small portable saw. It revved up and he had like a blunt object to shove the arms out of his way the saw blade eased into the Hunter. "AHAHAHAH!" Peter then moved the saw to the head to the Hunter and cut it off. It rolled off and blood squirted out while Peter discarded his mask.

"We got company." Leon pressed his hand on Peter's shoulder.

He turned around to see five more Hunters in the nightclub with them. Peter adjusted his saw and shouted at the Hunters. "Come and get me! I'm ready! How about you!?"

Leon straightened his back beside Peter. He took his hammer and braced himself for the fight ahead.

The Hunters stayed in place while each one didn't make a move.

"Come on!" Peter had the saw spin up again and two of the closest Hunters took a step back…

Leon and Peter walked forward and the Hunters just stepped out of their way. "Why?" Peter muttered to himself.

"Like I said man. You're a badass." Leon quipped as the two offered support to each other as they walked up the final staircase to the roof.

The Hunters just roared at them but scattered off to see if they could find other prey in the building. Once it looked like the Hunters wouldn't follow them, Peter dropped his saw. It took the both of them to walk out of the building as a helicopter could be seen in the distance.

"I like the gum. It doesn't let me think of how bad everything… hurts."

"Told you." Leon laughed then grunted.

"You guys look like you've been put through hell." Nick joked but noticed the spike out of Leon's shoulder, "Well then, I'm glad Peter was there with you." Nick looked at his enforcers. "Tell the doc at base be prepped for us."

"Yes sir!"

"I'm telling you Leon. This info will do so much for us."

"That's why we risked our lives."

"Yeah." Peter smiled as he wiped away some blood.

"Listen I-" Nick said as the blood spurted out of his chest then took a knee. Leon's eyes widened as he ignored the pain of his foot to get beside his brother. Peter took a gun and looked around for where the shot could have came from.

"Sniper!" Several of the enforcers crouched down then fired in random directions.

"Where did it come from!?"

"Nick? Nick, listen to me." Leon took off his jacket then tore off his sleeve to use as a temporary bandage, "Nick stay with me!"

It was still dawn, the old man went to the reception to see Hunnigan.

"How's everything?" the woman asked seeing the man taking the seat next to her

"She's sleeping now. The doctors couldn't keep the baby in and had to make a c-section. They took him to the incubator and he'll need to stay there for a while."

"Oh, it's true. It was still early."

"Yeah, but he is fine. He's a Kennedy-Valentine and he will overcome this easily!" the old man said proud

"I agree."

"By the way, do you have any news?"

Hunnigan didn't even have time to answer him as her cell phone started ringing. She looked at the screen not recognizing the number, yet, she answered anyways.

"Hunnigan, it's me Leon."

"Leon! I'm glad to hear about you. Where are you?" the woman said with a tone of relief

"I'm in the hospital. I have extracted the subject and he is fine, but we'll have to talk later seriously!"

"Yeah, I know, but…" the woman said noticing Leon's different tone in the line. He didn't do his usual jokes and didn't seem too much into prolonging the talk as he did even interrupt her

"But how's everything there?"

"We are all okay, but I have to inform you that your son is already born. There was an emergency and they had to make a c-section. Both are fine, but your son will have to stay for a while in the incubator and Jill is sleeping now."

Leon looked down, he wasn't happy to know he missed his son's early birth and could not stay with his wife to give her support, "Copy… Could you do me another favor?"

"Sure!"

"Could you keep informing me about my wife and son? I know they are not your problem, but I don't know how long I'll stay in the hospital because of Nicholas."

"Don't worry about it Leon, it's not a trouble for me, but tell me what happened to Nicholas."

"He is in surgery because he was shot, his state was critical and I'll tell everything when I get back."

"Do you want me to tell your mother?"

"No… I still haven't told her the truth. It will be an unnecessary pain for her to deal in case Nick doesn't get out of this one and please, don't tell Jill about him."

"Alright." Hunnigan said and they talked briefly about something else. After disconnecting she talked to Dick until they had news about Jill and told him Peter chose to still stay with Leon.

The old man nodded in acceptance, that gesture of Peter didn't surprise him at all, that was a strong trait his son had since he was a little boy.

(*)

"Hello my little princess, how are you? It's been a long time. I know you are a woman now, a very beautiful one. I'm so proud of you! You followed my advice and chose a different path from mine and you still keep it to the core… It's a shame for me that you cannot tell the same about me.

There's so much I need to tell you, but I fear you will hate me forever if you found out I lied to you all along. I fear your strong sense of justice and morality that are so admirable…

There was not a single day I didn't think about you and your deceased mother, my true life partner. I pray every day for both you. I wish she could forgive me if we meet in the afterlife… and now I pray for my grandson that is on the way… my family is growing more. I wish I could meet him and hold him someday, he is a lucky kid for having the parents he has… so I think he doesn't deserve to meet a grandfather like me.

Interestingly, I know a lot about what has happened in your life even though the program doesn't allow me to have contact with my past. I know you were in the Military and then became a cop, becoming part of its Elite team, the Stars. I also know you engaged a battle against the bioorganic threats initiated with Umbrella's legacy. I also know your passion for this battle almost took my little girl forever and I almost had a heart-attack when they informed me that you had been declared dead… it was the moment that made me finally work in my own Intel and try to track any info about you.

I know it was a wrong move, but it was safer for my own cowardness to do that instead of facing you with all the background I had. I always felt guilty-conscience for my omission, for not had told you and your mother my intention to be part of the program without you... I know it could turn me into a selfish man, but surely that wasn't my real motivation, I thought I was doing the better for you both... Sigh... I also felt bad for had had another family and could be accused for had moved on too quickly when one year after my death, I already had another child with someone else. I didn't plan that, but had to deal with it...

Yeah, you have a half-brother... I hope you won't hate me for that. I know you can think I cheated on your mother... I'm sorry! I'm not proud of it, but Peter, that's his name, always keeps telling me to see you, he wants to meet you, have the family united, blablabla...I'm sorry, it's not blablabla, that's a very important thing to him and to me too, but I guess I lost the credit about it right?... Peter is a sensitive man, even though his face doesn't demonstrate it. He's not good with jokes and seems moody, but that's just his style. Once he opens up to the people he trusts, they realize how sensitive he is and sometimes even quite emotional, but I don't think that would be a problem if you two met because he is so curious to know you that I really don't think he'd keep his usual "behavior" in your first meet... Peter is such a family guy that he didn't mind to know I had "adopted" Nicholas when he was a teen, they never met personally, but Nicholas always knew all my secrets and truths. I always paid often visits to Peter in all those years after his mother and I divorced, but his mother didn't allow him to spend time alone with me... And that's a "funny" difference Peter and Nicholas have. How differently they dealt with family's issues, Peter didn't become a rebel and a hater of siblings, he welcomed Nick's and your existences in my life... The opposite of Nick who ran away from his family and couldn't hear about family stuff, as you can see both had a family wound, but Nick didn't go well until we met that night...deep sigh... I'll never forget that night.

I was going back home late at night when I heard someone screaming for help and voices telling hateful things until the screams stopped. The three shadows continued kicking someone on the ground and I thought I got there too late, but, to scare them off, I shot a few times to the air and they ran. I knelt down next to the boy lying on the ground covered with blood and about to give up his life. He passed out, I thought of taking him to the hospital, but I can't explain it, but I felt such a strong feeling to not do it, with all the knowledge of first-aid I learned in a Medicine course, I took care of him at my own place, of course later I called a personal doctor and close friend of mine to examine him and then he gave me more instructions to take care of that strange kid.

Poor kid, I felt so bad seeing him like that and when he woke up I felt so relieved! I looked at him, of course, his face was still swallowed and with bruises all over his body, some broken ribs, but he looked familiar to me. He couldn't speak for a while, but slowly I gained his trust. He finally told me his name, Nicholas. Later on I found out his last name and it was like a glove had fit my hand, I confirmed I knew that kid from a picture his father had in his wallet... Yeah, I was "friends" with the Kennedy's father, we were almost like BFFs, we had a deal, I could not being caught doing something "wrong" in his presence, while he'd pretend he had anything to do with me in case someone close to him caught me in action. I used to help him with tips and info about something he needed and in exchange he helped me too sometimes with a few things, great huh... The Kennedy-Valentine alliance comes way before you my dear. Sometimes we used to talk about stuff, we really had a strange, but real friendship. I knew he had wife and kids, but I also knew how rigid he could be...Sigh... I witnessed his rigidity had not worked with his young child. I was very affected by his death and seeing Nick so broken in every way just made me want to embrace him and show him that he wasn't a bad seed and he deserved attention. I could see through that rebel mask how much pain that kid kept inside, he needed intervention, but not in the way his parents did because it would just contribute to his self-destructive attitudes. I won't say it was easy dealing with him, but I have to thank the good and positive influence Sarah, his first wife, had on him. I'm sure without her I might had failed too... Too bad she died too. I feared his reaction towards it, but he did well in my opinion, but there was still one thing in hang, to make him face his past demons.

I knew his father wasn't a bad man and loved his children and tried to make him see it, but the more I dig his past, I noticed it wasn't just his problem dealing with it, but well, I'm no one to judge. I'm not the best example either, so I let it be. I tried to give my best at least to him and promised myself I wouldn't let go of him since I adopted him in that night I saved him from death and we officialized it, with the help of some friends, in the day of the forgery of his death. I didn't plan it either, but, Nick witnessed something serious and maybe that was God moving his strings to unite our bonds. I managed to convince them that it would be wrong to give him back to his family against his will and swore I'd take full responsibility over him no matter what, basically that was the talk, laughs... I know his mother suffered with it, but, well, sometimes we have to lose things to learn how to give it the value it deserved... I tell that from experience...

Who would say that old and odd friendship would end up with our families being united once and for all when our eldests got married... We have so much to talk about...

I just wish my baby girl listen to me... I have finally gained the courage to stop lying to her... It's my time to face my own past demons..." Marshall-Valentine Memoir

Jill slowly opened her eyes after taking a rest from her labor. She was a bit sad about her son's condition and for Leon who couldn't witness the birth of their son. She hoped everything was alright with him in his mission, she still didn't know the real status of it. She was alone in the room when she saw the door opening.

Mr. Marshall was back at Jill's room when he noticed she was already awaken. He smiled kindly at her.

Jill looked at him, she parted her lips, but didn't smile back. There was a lot going in her mind. The moment of adrenaline was gone and now their official meet, so does speak, was about to happen. More than two decades had passed since she had last seen that man and followed his advises. She saw him removing his wig, his hair had changed a lot since the last time she saw him. His face marks were visible, however he still looked at her with the same gaze and face expression of when she was a kid and saw him coming back from his "work routines". It was the sign that he knew he had done something "wrong". She disapproved it, but she remembered how much caring and loving her mother welcomed him home just in the happiness to know he was still alive and back for their family.

They remained in silence for a long time. Jill wasn't exactly resented, but having the presence of the man she had missed so much contradicted her wishes. It was evident he had lied to her and she couldn't help it, but she felt bad when she thought of her mother's final days. She missed him and called his name in her last moments.

"I'm sorry…" the old man spoke almost in a whisperer noticing Jill fighting her emotions of the past

Jill bit her lips, it affected her. She didn't hate him, she couldn't! That old man had just given her life again after saving her and her baby from those men. She could never see that coming. Besides, he was the man by her side in the moment her child came to the world and since the rescue he hadn't left her side. How contradictory that was in that moment! Many years ago he had abandoned his family, faked his death and lived like he didn't really exist… now he was there so solicited. It was obvious he had reasons to do what he did and after a while reasoning, she was finally ready to talk.

"What happened for you to break your grave?" she asked still not looking at him

"You have all the right and reasons to not believe me, but there was never a single day I didn't think about you and wished I could see you again to tell you my story. To break my silence that always suffocated me."

"You still didn't answer what happened for that to happen."

"I finally got the courage to face you even though I didn't plan for it to be in such dramatic condition."

"Courage to face me or yourself?" she exclamated

"Both! I know I took too long to do it, but that was the price to be part of the Program…"

"The Program which you could've had included me and mom?!"

"I didn't think you two deserved to live the lie and same prison like me…"

"To live the lie… Funny, I feel like I lived a lie all this long!"

The old man looked down, "But not the prison…" he spoke with a low and sad tone

Jill sighed. She knew how the Program worked, but she couldn't help to take it personal because it was. It was a part of her story, it was with her parents.

"You were just a child, you still had a life ahead. I didn't want to take that freedom from you! It was the only chance for you and to your mother to be free and not live under my own fear to be caught. Having to move frequently, to be someone else every time. To not have a real identity, a real life…" the man paused, "I already knew your mother couldn't take it because of our constant arguments… I tried to leave that life, but…"

"You were a super bandit star! I know that!"

"Exactly. It was bigger than me and one day I had no other option than to be consumed by it when I witnessed something that changed many lives forever… It was my death or our death!"

"Yeah… but anyhow we all died that day… What I question is not the choice you made, but how you made that choice! If you could show up now, why couldn't you do it before?" Jill spoke finally turning her face to him

"Because I didn't know how much you'd hate me! I already hated myself for the way I did things, but I feared facing your hate, especially after your mother's death…"

"Why would I hate you?!"

"For being a coward and a liar! I thought you were better without me and my double life."

Jill was affected by his sadness, it was evident he had regretted for acting the way he did, "Dad… I never hated you and I could never hate you! I just got hurt that you did it without consulting or informing us… We were your family! We always knew the things you did… we wouldn't mind pretending to believe you were dead… but I understand it was better to be more convincing and really believe in the lie instead of acting and maybe someday to be caught…"

"Yeah, but… there is something else."

"What else?"

The old man took a deep breath before speaking, "I had another family…" he spoke with a sigh

"You cheated on my mother?" she said frowning

He shook his head, "No… not exactly. It happened after my death… I met someone, but it wasn't serious, however she got pregnant and we tried for a while… it didn't work, yet, we had a son, Peter."

Jill remained in silence thinking about his story, his revelations. It was somewhat hard to learn about his "affair" and make the parallel with her mother that had loved him so much and had accepted so many wrongs things from him, but, deep inside she knew her mother would forgive him anyways. The point now was that she just had her father back and learned she had a brother. It was a weird sensation for that moment, not that she thought it was impossible, but it wasn't something she hadn't thought about, mostly because she had a lot going around her at the same time to think about details, "So I have a half-brother called Peter." She spoke vaguely, "How old is he?"

"27."

"Does he know about me?"

"He knew he had an older sister, but just recently I told him your name. He always pushed me to contact you, he wanted to know his sister… Peter is a man very attached to family values. I'm sure he just didn't contact you because of his current crazy life."

"I see…"

There was a moment of silence. A nurse knocked on the door and entered in the room.

"Miss Valentine, it's time to feed your son."

"Sure!" Jill finally demonstrated a happy face smiling largely while she held that tiny baby. There were good prognosis for him as his lungs had developed a lot into her womb and possibly he wouldn't spend many weeks in the hospital.

Dick watched his "baby" that had become a very beautiful and strong woman. He was very proud of her. Her happiness was his happiness, but she made his heart melt when she called him to see his grandson with such proud gaze. He was thrilled that she allowed him to participate of that special moment. There was no need to keep resentments or shame. The past was very distant and it would be pointless to keep dragging it on when they had so many good things to share with each other. She wished to have her father back, and there he was. She had a father and her son with her, at that moment she just wished her husband would be there with her too, but she knew it would be just a matter of time until the whole family would be reunited. She couldn't help her tears when her precious son squeezed her finger with his tiny hand. Tears of happiness.

Well guys, that was it for now. I hope you liked it!

I know I had some big delays, but I'd never be able to quit the fic and I can say we are very close to the end. It was a long road and I've given my best to be capable to improve, but I know I still have a lot to learn. It's been hard to decide which paths I could follow and get the real ending. Well, I hope to not get too long to update again. Stay tuned!