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Chap. 25

"Where's Ada?!" Leon yelled over the noise. Ashley stopped prancing around in the fuchsia dress that she was wearing, Carlos stopped searching through his pile of clothes, Claire walked over to where Leon was and put her hand on his shoulder. Cammy heard Leon yelled and quickly wiped her eyes, so that no one would know she was crying. Leon burst through the closet doors and looked at Cammy.

"Did you see Ada leave?" he demanded.

Cammy was terrified to answer, Leon looked angry enough.

"No" she simply said."

"You're positive?" Leon asked again.

"Yes, I'm absolutely positive." Cammy said

"Where the hell would she go?" Leon screamed.

"I don't know, I really don't Leon, I'm sorry. I was too distracted on the phone. But I swear to you, I heard no one leave." Cammy finished. Leon knew it was the end of the argument.

Wesker's Room

Was he really crying, he was too strong for that. He never cried before in his life. When he was a baby sure, but even as a younger child he was strong. How could one girl change his whole life?

He looked at the body of his former employee and smiled. He liked to see that he could still be physically strong, even if he was emotionally broken. He knew just how to fix this; he knew how to make himself believe he was still mentally strong. He transformed quickly and began to fly towards his destination, the prisoner's quarters.

Elsewhere

Steve lay on the ground, too weak to move. He'd been lying there for so long that he could barely remember just how long it had been. He knew it must have been only hours, but still he felt like he hadn't moved in months. He could only replay the most recent events in his head. He was in the closet, giving Cammy and Claire some time to talk, then the next thing he knew he was in a dark room lying on a cold cement floor. Steve knew he was stronger then this though. He knew that something was wrong with his left ribs, because it was very difficult for him to roll over. He knew he had to do something though, if he ever wanted to see Claire again. So he began to slowly pick himself up. Then he began to crawl his way to the nearest table, but just as he started to move, he could feel his monster senses kicking in. He smelled something, something good. He knew almost immediately what it was…aid sprays. This should clear up his injuries in a matter of minutes. He knew he had to get there and fast. He could feel danger coming. He started to crawl, and then he heard the door across the room slowly open. He stopped and fell back to the ground, pretending to be asleep. Maybe whatever, or whoever it was would go away. He heard nothing. He glanced slyly over to the door and saw no movement. So he began to crawl to his destination again. Steve could see the white bottles practically glowing at him. A huge smile formed on his face. He knew he didn't have much longer to go, so he figured that he could stand and try to walk the rest of the way. He carefully lifted his left foot into standing position and his right followed. He was almost standing; he began to lift the rest of his body upward, when suddenly he took a blow to his left side. The pain was almost unbearable. He collapsed to the ground and clutched his side. What had hit him?

Then he heard that terrible laugh. No good ever followed that laugh. Steve rolled over to his right side and then looked up. He saw Wesker, but not normal Wesker, transformed Wesker. This was bad, and Steve knew he was cornered. He knew he couldn't run and that he had no way of transforming and still getting around Wesker.

"Steve…you are so disappointing. I thought you were better then this." Wesker said as he kicked his right foot into Steve's left side. Steve screamed with pain.

"Now, now, would you little girlfriend be happy about this." Wesker said as he kicked him again in his side. Steve screamed again, and Wesker smiled as he saw drips of blood spew from his mouth.

"I created you to be strong, and you have turned yourself so weak." Wesker said, but this time when Wesker went to kick Steve, Steve grabbed Wesker's foot.

"I may be weak, but at least I have a heart" Steve said. He was smiling now.

Wesker took his claw and scrapped the side of Steve's face. Steve went flying across the room. Wesker flew after him. He landed on top of Steve, standing up. Steve knew he had no chance. He already lost. But he knew that if this was it, he wanted to go down trying.

"Steve, there are two people in this world. People like me, who don't like to get bossed around, who don't get emotionally involved with people. But then there's people like you and Claire, who have so much potential and power and just toss it away. Who let people walk all over them" he said, as he pushed his foot hard into Steve's body. He could hear the bones crack. Steve screamed again.

"Steve, you could've been so promising. But instead you chose the "good" side. The side where everybody helps everybody. Well let me ask you this Steve, who's going to help you now" Wesker said as he ground his foot farther into Steve's chest. He screamed louder, more blood was pouring from his mouth now.

"We are…" said a female's voice. Wesker turned around and was hit across the head by Claire Redfield. She had transformed and was standing over Wesker's body. He was completely shocked. He looked around the room, and saw that everybody was ready to fight. He was not expecting this. He looked at each one and saw Leon Kennedy who was angrier then he had ever seen him. Wesker knew that he must have found Wong's body. He laughed at this. He knew that he had to get out of there. He looked around for a quick escape, but there were people everywhere. Wesker had to find a weak spot. He saw it. And it was 5'5 with blonde hair. Wesker was up within seconds. He flew toward Ashley and took her out with one swipe. She fell to the ground with a dull thud, dead. Leon ran over to her body and checked her pulse. It couldn't be, he thought. Now he madder then before, Ashley was his responsibility, The President wasn't going to be happy with this.

Claire had been flown across the room and she was out of sight. She saw that Wesker had found his way out of the room. He had escaped. She had let him slip right out from under her grasp. She quickly forgot about Wesker when she saw a redhead, lying on the floor, just a few feet away from her….

Hey all I think the next chapter might be the last. But if not the one after that will be. Sorry about lack of updates again. School and such, plus exams in a week, but don't fret, all you readers. The sequel will come soon after. I think its going to be called In Another Life. So look out. I will let you all know if it changes. REVIEW!