Resident Evil
Silver Blood
By: Xenogears
Chapter five
In no way do I own the characters of Capcom's legacy, Resident Evil. These characters are used for no-profit purposes, only for entertainment.
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Back at the hideout…
The door was unlocked, and Claire, Leon, Chris, and Ryan stepped through the door. Without a word, Claire walked upstairs, and soon the sounds of a shower could be heard. The guys placed their weapons on the kitchen table, and went looking for something to eat.
'Probably won't taste like it should with this shit smell I've got on me,' Ryan thought. Looking at the clock, he noticed that it was ten-to-one in the morning.
"Jeez," Ryan said groggily. "I ain't used to staying up this late...I'm getting some shut-eye."
"Go ahead," Chris offered. "You can sleep on the couch on the floor below."
The 'floor below' was basically floor 0.5; the entrance to the basement being twenty feet away from his bed. Letting his human curiosity get the better of him, he went down the basement stairs. After finding the light, he saw that the room was very clean. There was fresh paint on the walls, it was carpeted, and there was a bed against the wall, where Sherry was sleeping.
"Good choice, kid," Ryan whispered to Sherry. "I wouldn't sleep up there if I had a choice. Unfortunately, I don't. See ya in the morning, neh?"
Ryan started back up the stairs, plopped down on the couch, and slowly drifted off into sleep.
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'Oh good god,' Claire thought as she turned on the hot water. 'That feels so good...'
Though a bath would have been more relaxing, she had just gone though zombie killing and monster hunting, so she would just be bathing in a lot of filth.
Reflecting back on the days' events, the conversation that she had with Sherry in the parking lot was the thing that kept coming back to her.
'Jesus,' she thought. 'Why the hell am I thinking about him in that way?'
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Back downstairs...
Chris stood over the stove making some Ramen soup.
"Didn't really get much done today, did we?" Chris asked Leon, who was leaning back in his chair, daydreaming.
He snapped to attention. "Huh? What?"
"I said, we didn't really get much done today, did we, Leon?"
Leon paused.
"Yeah...didn't get much done..." he said slowly.
"What's with you?" Chris asked. "You seem like you're real distant..." Chris paused. "I would guess that you would be working for Umbrella, and that you just were waiting for the right time to kill us!" Chris then gave a good hard laugh. Leon stared at him with an expression of surprise and a little fear. Leon quickly changed his expression before Chris could notice.
"Yeah..." Leon laughed nervously, "I'm coming to kill you..."
'Unfortunately, that may be the case,' Leon thought.
Leon deleted the thought, not wanting to even think about the inevitable.
"So," Leon said, wanting to change the subject. "Did you read that file that we found?"
"Yeah," Chris said. "But they left out two B.O.W's from the list. I believe their names were 'Drain Demos' and 'Brian Sucker'."
A chill went down Leon's spine.
"Who told you that?" he asked.
"I got the info from a friend of mine. Her name is Jill Valentine. Ever heard of her? She and some guy from the UBCS, Carlos I think¾ and don't worry, he's on our side¾ were the last ones out of Raccoon before it got nuked. And get this, it happened just twenty-four hours after you escaped the city with Claire and Sherry. Feel lucky, huh?"
Leon nodded.
"Is she a member of S.T.A.R.S?"
"You betcha. She was one of the four survivors from the Spencer Mansion. Jill, Barry Burton, Rebecca Chambers, and I were the only survivors...Or at least I thought. About two or three months ago, I got the message from you saying that Claire was being held captive by Umbrella. I followed the leads you gave me, and then I ran into my former S.T.A.R.S captain, Albert Wesker. He betrayed the S.T.A.R.S, and held us in that hellhole of a mansion, so he could simply gather info about the B.O.W's that Umbrella was testing. I heard that he got knocked out cold by Barry, and then was caught up in the explosion, and then he turns up in front of me. Not only that, but he's some kind of super-human. He's got eyes like a cat, and he has incredible speed and strength. I guess he was a guinea pig of Umbrella, but I'm not quite sure."
"Jeez," Leon said with an impressive whistle. "Sounds like you had quite a time while I was out of action."
Chris got up and turned off the stove, then got two bowls and poured the ramen into them. Handing one to Leon, he sat down.
After Leon eat about half his meal, Claire came down into the kitchen, wearing a white bath robe, her hair wet and untied. Leon could only think of one word: 'Wow.'
"What you got for dinner?" She asked.
"Chicken flavored ramen," Leon replied. "You really should try some."
"Sure, it beats the crap that I've been having the past few days."
Chris poured her a bowl of her own, then handed it to her.
Leon quickly finished his meal, and he started to leave.
"If you're going to sleep, use the second room on the right upstairs." Chris offered.
"Yeah," Leon replied without turning around. "I'll do that."
Leon went back to his car, and took out his luggage. Bringing it to the room upstairs, he unpacked a spare change of clothes, set them on the dresser, and took his clothes from the current day to the washer downstairs (being careful to bring something to cover himself with) then he retired to his room. Locking his door, he lazily plopped down on his bed and sleep slowly overcame him.
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Darkness. Nothing but darkness. This is what Leon's mind projected.
'The heck is this?' he thought.
He wandered around for awhile. Suddenly, he could hear a familiar sound. Shooting steam mixed with the humming of machinery. He started to run toward the sound. As it became louder, the scene slowly shifted into view. Leon looked at his surroundings. He was in the Power Room of the underground Umbrella Labs in Raccoon.
'Oh...no.'
He tried to move, but he could feel himself moving in the opposite direction.
'Turn around!! Turn around Damnit! Argh! TURN AROUND!!'
He soon realized that he was moving the same exact way than he did the last time he was in this room. He couldn't control anything. When he tried to close his eyes, he found that nothing would happen.
'Not this again...I've gotten over her...'
'You lie like a PR person.'
'Huh?! Who are you?'
'You're subconscious. Don't you know my voice, Leon? Without my help you would have never made it out of Raccoon.'
'Then why are you taking me here?'
''Cause you have yet to get over Ada.'
'Bullshit! You should know as well as I do that I've gotten over her!'
'You can't lie to yourself Leon. You know that she's still alive, right? But she would probably shrug you off if she saw you on the streets, 'cause she works for some kind of agency, and doesn't have the time for you. That, and the fact that you couldn't bring yourself to do anything while she was mauled by that monster, is what makes you hurt inside.'
Leon couldn't reply.
'See? You know it to be true.'
By now, the T-103 had arisen, and was making its way toward Leon. Then, gunshots. Ada was attacking that creature.
"Ada!" His heard himself say. Things were playing out as before, as if it were recorded on tape.
'RUN! NOW!!'
'Ha. You know that you can do nothing, yet you still call out for her.'
As if to be even more cruel, his mind made everything go black and white, and slow down to a snail's pace.
'STOP IT! NOW!!' Then Leon's voice broke. 'Just stop it...'
'No. You must see it all!'
Leon tried to close his eyes even though he knew that it would do no good.
'We can't have you close your eyes no, can we?'
The scene played out just as it did before. It wasn't until after Leon left the room that he regained control, and once again found himself in a black void.
His subconscious then took form in front of him¾ in the form of his sister.
'Megan?!'
'I take whatever form you have in memory. I was this close to becoming a mangled corpse.'
Pause.
'The real reason I took you here is this,' His subconscious then waved its hand, and the 'room' shifted once again. This time it was a room made completely of steel with various computers everywhere. Leon wasn't sure, but he guessed that he was in the control room of the Bhrams labs.
'This is how you imagined the control room. However, there is another thought that probably will happen, that you have had since the start of the mission.'
And then four bodies appeared on the floor. It took him only a second to realize who they were. Chris, Ryan, Sherry, and the one that scared him the most, Claire. Chris had been shot in the chest four times, Ryan's chest was completely blown away, leaving a huge hole where it should have been. Sherry had gun shot wounds all over her body. Leon was sure that she died slowly. Claire was killed execution style, in the back of her head was a bullet wound.
Leon choked as he inspected the bodies.
'No...This...can't...be...happening!!'
He ran over to Claire and grabbed her limp dead body. The coldness of her skin almost made him vomit out of sadness. He didn't even bother to look at hole in her face, because he knew that the exit hole of a bullet was always bigger than the entry hole, so her face would be horribly disfigured.
'Claire...Goddamnit!'
'I am merely telling you of what would happen if you don't take the appropriate actions.'
'What are the appropriate actions? Tell me!'
'I can't.'
'Why?!'
'There s no 'why', there is only a 'cause'.'
'...Who did this?'
'That other Umbrella agent killed Chris, Rya,n and Sherry, but you...'
Leon's blood went ice cold, and tears started to pour down his cheeks.
'...No...That's...not possible!
'But it is Leon,' The voice of his subconscious became as sharp as a razor blade. 'You killed Claire Redfield.'
'NOOOO!!! I failed Ada...I can't fail Claire!'
'That is why I'm showing you this. You can't fail Claire,' It paused. 'Even if it costs you your life. Would you be willing to do that?'
'Of course! She's...' Leon paused looking for the right words. 'She's one of my best friends.'
Then, everything started to get hazy. The dream was ending.
'Good. Now go. We have an evil corporation to take down.'
Then the black void disappeared, and Leon was awake in his bed.
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Next day...
Leon slowly pushed himself out of bed. The clock read 10:30 AM. He got dressed and peered out the window. What he saw surprised him. With the exception of a few motor vehicles, the streets were empty. Now on a weekday, this might be a common sight. 'But it's a Saturday morning,' Leon thought. 'Kids should playing in the streets! "Three days until total takeover" my ass!'
He then decided to go downstairs for breakfast before he would tell the others of what was probably going on.
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Meanwhile, Ryan was making himself breakfast...
"Hit my snooze alarm for the twenty-seventh time...Just don't feel like goin' to work. I think I'll call my boss, then I'm, gonna hack and cough and wheeze, swear I got some strange disease, what's that little twerp gonna say? Hey—--ey! I'm callin' in sick today...Callin' in sick today..." Ryan sang.
"Hey," A familiar voice said. "You can sing?"
Ryan turned around. It was Leon.
"No," Ryan said, looking at his feet. "Not really. Jeez. How long were you there?"
"Just came down."
"Well," Ryan said flipping into a French accent. "Ze menu for today iz, Goldeen Grahams, Frosted Flakes, and Froot Loops. What weel you heff?"
Leon chuckled a little.
"I'll take Golden Grahams, thank you."
"Zen here you go, monsieur."
Ryan tossed Leon a box of half-empty Golden Grahams. Leon caught the box, and then went to the fridge for milk.
"Look," Leon said with his head still in the fridge. "The city is probably overrun with zombies by now."
Ryan dropped his cup. The empty cup clattered across the floor.
"Say WHAT?!" Ryan exclaimed. "That's impossible!"
"Not really," Leon said in a matter-off-fact tone. "Raccoon was taken over in just one day."
Ryan was at a loss for words. About ten minutes later, when Leon and Ryan had finished their breakfast, Chris and Claire came down. Leon spread the news, and was given the same reaction that Ryan had.
"...Okay," Chris said after taking in all the facts. "Leon, Claire, I want you two to go down to the gas station on the corner of Elm and 87th, and load up all the fuel you can, 'cause we're goin' to have one hell of a road trip after we get though with the labs."
"Got it," Leon and Claire said simultaneously.
Leon and Claire gathered their weapons, and using Leon's car, they drove off toward the gas station. On the way they could see that the zombies had indeed taken over the city. They had to take several detours to avoid the damage caused by the attack. Cars were piled over in the streets, zombies could be seen eating corpses, and they even spotted some zombie dogs attacking the human zombies. Claire once saw that a young woman was calling for help, but Leon convinced her that it was suicide to exit the car. A few minutes later, they arrived at the gas station. They quickly got out of the car.
"Leon, Claire said with hastiness. "Get about five ten-gallon gas cans, and on the double!"
"Aye aye, sir."
Soon after, Leon came back with the supplies.
"Keep watch for me!" he said as he started to fill one of the gas cans.
"No duh Leon!"
Claire whipped out her M93R, and used the car as a shield. However, not very many zombies bothered to approach thand those that did were shot. When Leon was just about finished, Claire heard a sound between a stomp and a scratch. She looked over to him and thought she saw a B.O.W. creeping up on him. Without a word, she flew into Leon, knocking him to the ground, just in time to see the monster fly overhead. She aimed her weapon at the creature and saw its features. Remembering what Chris had told her, she saw her attacker as a Hunter. Without thinking she pulled the trigger on her pistol three times. Two bullets hit it in the chest, and a third hit it in the left shoulder. It clutched its shoulder in pain, giving Claire enough time to adjust her aim and fire at its head. One of the bullets hit its right eye, the other smashed into the monster's skull. But the creature only seemed stunned, and it screamed in fury and pain.
'Die, damn you!' Claire's mind screamed.
Then she just started to fire wildly, not bothering to take aim.
Click. Click. Click.
Her magazine went dry, and the Hunter lay dead on the ground. There was a thick silence.
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Leon watched with awe. He could have never seen that creature, and even if he did, he couldn't have killed it with a 9mm handgun, and come out with his life. He then noticed for the first time that Claire was on top of him, and could feel blood pumping to 'places' in his body.
"Um...Claire?" Leon asked shakily. "Could you get off of me?"
"Huh? What?" Claire then observed her situation. "Oh jeez!"
She quickly got off of him.
"Sorry about that." She said.
"Sorry? I should be thanking you. I didn't see that thing. It would've killed me if you weren't here."
"Hey. Just think of it as a 'thank you' for saving me from the monster in the labs."
"Then we're even?"
"Yep."
There was a short, awkward pause.
"I'll finish filling the gas cans," Leon said to break the tension.
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It took Leon and Claire twenty minutes to finish filling up the gas cans and make it back to the hideout. When they got through the door they were greeted by a very worried Chris and Sherry. But Leon turned and immediately went back out, remembering what Vincent said about meeting him in the town square.
"I'm going out for awhile," he said, not giving anyone time to ask why.
He ran to the car, and started it up.
'...Why did I even do this in the first place?' he thought as he drove down the street. 'I know that I was just trying to save Sherry, but...It's just wrong. I still can't believe that I'm doing this.'
He swerved the car just in time to avoid crashing into a car wreck.
'...And what would be their reactions when I tell them?'
'They won't be alive to tell you.' The little voice in the back of his head said to him.
"Shut up," he said to himself under his breath.
'Man...I'm goin' paranoid,' he thought. 'Let's see...Kilpatrick street...So then Emerald is next. If I don't get any more interruptions, I should be there in ten minutes.'
A little while later, and he was thinking hard again.
'Am I going to be an Umbrella agent for the rest of my life? Ha. Don't be silly. I'll somehow get out of this mess...even if I have to kill that Vincent guy...Shit!'
Once again, he barely avoided another pileup.
'Meet the new murder capital of the world.'
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"I'm goin' out for awhile," Leon said as he shut the door behind him.
"What the hell's up with him?" Ryan asked.
"I don't know," Claire answered. "He's been a little distant after we went to the labs last night. We got attacked by a Hunter at the gas station, and he didn't even see or hear it coming."
"Wha-a-a? Are you okay?" Chris asked with some concern.
"Would I be here right now?"
Just then, someone came walking up the stairs. It was Sherry.
"Morning, sweetie." Claire said.
Sherry yawned.
"Yeah...Morning."
"Hey. Want some breakfast?" Ryan asked.
"Sure," She replied groggily.
Ryan and Sherry walked into the kitchen, and Claire and Chris tried to start a light conversation.
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Leon looked at the Town Square. What was once a pretty nice place to have a day out was now just another part of the dead city. There were mangled corpses everywhere¾ on the ground, in the street, on the benches, even in the fountain, but there were no zombies or B.O.W's around.
Leon walked cautiously through the area. Wherever he went, he just found more destruction. He even looked through some of the shops, but the stores were raided and sacked. He went back to the Square to sit on a bench.
"Hello, Leon." A voice from behind said.
Leon spun around, and almost pulled the trigger on his pistol, until he saw it was Vincent.
"Now, now, Leon. If you shoot me before I send in my final report, you know that Sherry will die."
"I know. I'm not stupid," Leon said as he lowered his gun.
"Come on," Vincent said as he turned around. "We're going back to the labs."
"Say what?!" Leon shouted in anger. "I just got done going there last night!"
"Look, we gotta keep up with the plan. If we go today, we should be out in two more days. Can you handle that?"
Leon paused, and tried to vent his anger at the same time."
"...Fine..." Leon replied darkly.
Draft: 11/1/00
Final: 11/26/00
Author's Note:
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Ja-ne! (a.k.a: Japanese for good-bye)