Resident evil
Tyrants don't cry
Chapter 6
Rebecca sat alone in a corner of the storeroom. She wasn't able to stop the tears from coming.
The Tyrant was gone, and maybe their friendship too.
It was a wierd feeling. She felt sorrow because this awful monster was gone...
It's strange. I think I started to like him, no matter how horrible he was.
She thought back to the moment when she was lying close to it when she was cold, and it laid an arm around her to give her some of its own warmth. That had made her feel safe.
Like when you're a kid having a nightmare, and your parents come into your room and stay there until you fall asleep again.
-Rebecca! There you are! Chris came in the door. He sat down beside her and tried to get eye contact.
-Please tell me what's going on. Why are you so upset because I shot that monster?
Rebecca looked at him with eyes full of tears.
And then she started telling the long story...
The Tyrant didn't know where it was going, but its feet took it back to the lab.
It didn't like that place. It was where the nightmare started. It was where the researchers had shocked it with shock sticks, hit him with a long whip and performed all sorts of tests at it.
When new pictures started to appear in its head, it didn't care trying to stop them.
It just sat down right where it was and waited for it to end.
*The huge van they had put him in, stopped outside a big mansion.
The soldiers pulled him out and forced him to follow them.
He followed them without a word. He felt like he was already dead. He had lost all what he had cared for. His wife... his daughter...
-Welcome to your new home. one of the soldiers laughed. – Hope you like it!
He looked up. He was in a lab, and his eyes caught a monitor right in front of him. He read through the text on the screen and gasped.
The name on the screen belonged to him!
He was going to be Umbrellas new test subject!*
The flashback was over. The Tyrant slammed its fist into the wall. It hit the wall with such power, that it made a hole in the concrete.
The Tyrant snorted.
What were these pictures, these movie clips? Memories? Whose memories? Its own?
Rebecca had finished her story, and they were on their way to the garden, where Chris thought he had found a way out.
She just followed him without saying or doing anything.
She still held on to the hope of seeing the Tyrant again.
-Which way, Rebecca?
She hadn't noticed that they had gone underground. Now she was standing in a room with greenish, wet walls where all sounds sounded higher than usual.
-That way. she pointed on a door.
-Ok then. Chris took the lead. Inside, a flamethrower was hanging on the wall.
-We might need this. he said and took it down.
CLICK!
- Uhhh... Chris. The door is locked. Rebecca said slowly.
-Well, if we need to go out, we'll just put it back. Chris started walking down the next hallway. He entered a new door.
They could hear someone breathing.
-Stay here, Rebecca. I'll check this out on my own. Chris whispered and went around the corner.
The first thing he saw was a man sitting on the floor with a gun in his hand. He had a serious injury, which made him unable to move.
-Enrico!
Enrico looked up in surprise. Then he said in a hoarse, angry voice:
-Don't come any closer, Chris!
Chris backed away a little.
-Wait. What happened?
Enrico pointed his gun at him.
-Double-crosser!
BLAM!
The bullet hit Enrico right in the heart.
-What the hell... Uhhhumbrella...
Enrico took one last breath, before he died right in front of Chris. Chris quickly turned around and caught a glimpse of someone running down the hallway.
-Who's there? he shouted.
No answer. Just the sound of a door being closed. Could it be Rebecca? But why would she shoot one of her teammates?
He turned his attention to the dead man on the floor.
-Double-crosser? What did he mean by that?
Rebecca smiled for herself when she ran away from Chris. Now she could search for the Tyrant one her own. She reached a room with a big hole in the middle.
Suddenly she heard someone coming. She quickly hided behind a huge generator.
It was a man. He had sunglasses and black t-shirt. He walked calmly to the door she just came from and went inside.
Then she heard a gunshot and the man ran away. He left the door open. She hurried after him, but he was too fast. She missed him.
CLICK!
The door closed behind her.
No! I can't get back to Chris!
She kicked the door one last time, before she headed down the hallway.
The Tyrant rounded the next corner and ran right into a man. The man looked up at it.
The Tyrant studied him. He looked familiar... Sunglasses... Black t-shirt... That arrogant look...
-How the hell did you get out!!! the man shouted and backed away as if he was scared. He had thought the Tyrant was locked up in the lab.
The Tyrant searched deep in its mind to find out who this man was.
*They had tied him to the table. The scientist was ready to inject him with the T-virus.
He turned his head to the left and there he saw his best friend.
Albert Wesker.
-You betrayed me!! You... you... Aaaargh! he shouted when the scientist gave him the shot. He felt dizzy. He caught one last glimpse of Wesker smiling at him.
Then he passed out.*
The man with the sunglasses quickly jumped out of the way when the Tyrant leapt at him. It sweeped its claws along the floor and tried to rip the man apart from below.
It hit his gun and sent it flying to the other side of the room.
The man gasped. He was defenceless.
He quickly turned around and ran towards the nearest door. He locked it behind him and breathed out.
Outside he could hear the Tyrant trying to get in.
To be continued...
Poor Wesker... He will never get away with this!
Will Rebecca find the Tyrant? And what did Enrico mean by calling Chris double-crosser?
The 7th chapter holds some of the answers...
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