Resident evil
Tyrants don't cry
Chapter 8
Rebecca entered the dark room together with the Tyrant. She pushed the light switch before going further into the room.
-What kind of room is this? she asked.
Of course she didn't get an answer.
The Tyrant turned against a computer in a corner.
Rebecca switched the computer on.
-This is what you wanted to show me?
The Tyrant shrugged its shoulders.
-Ehh... You don't know?!
The Tyrant nodded. It really didn't have a clue why it had taken her to this room. Something had just told it to...
Rebecca sighed.
-Ok. Let's see what's on this computer before we leave.
The screen flickered. Rebecca grabbed the mouse and double clicked to open a file.
She read through the file.
-Hmmm... This could be interesting... she mumbled.
-Don't worry about Rebecca, Chris. Jill smiled at him.
-But she's alone somewhere in the lab... he began.
-No she's not alone. The Tyrant is with her. As long as it's with her, she's safe.
-I hope you're right. Chris walked restless around in the room. –She is safe. If we can trust that Tyrant thing...
-Chris. You worry too much!
Jill walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. He turned around and looked into her deep blue eyes.
-I think we can trust it. It saved me. she whispered.
-Well... I can't help it... I'm worried anyway... Chris smiled and blew some hair away from her face.
-Let's go search for her then! Jill dragged him towards the door. –It won't help anyone if we're just sitting here doing nothing!
-You're right. Chris pulled Jill back and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. –Let's go!
Wesker looked at the monitor with anger.
-So, little Rebecca... Sticking your nose into things that's not you business!
He smiled and moved to the next monitor.
His smile grew bigger.
-Well... Here we have Chris and Jill to. Ahh... This is getting better!
He put the sunglasses back on and found a grenade launcher.
-Let's party!
-Scott Thorne. Police Officer. 28 years. Married. One daughter...
Rebecca narrowed her eyes and took a closer look at the picture. It showed a tall, blonde man. He had brown eyes and an athletic body. He smiled to her with perfect, white teeth.
Rebecca turned towards the Tyrant.
-This was... you? she asked carefully.
The Tyrant just looked down at its claws. Its yellow eyes were full of sorrow.
Suddenly it snorted and scratched itself.
The long claws left a bleeding scar on its right arm.
-No! Don't hurt yourself! Rebecca laid a hand on its arm. –It's not your fault! Umbrella did this to you! You couldn't do anything to stop them!
The Tyrant turned away from her and breathed heavily as if it was trying to get back control over itself.
After a long time it turned back and looked at her. It was hate in its eyes now. Not hate against Rebecca, but against those who had done this to it...
-You're right. Rebecca said slowly. –They'll pay for this!
She clicked on another file and started reading it.
-Wesker was a friend of yours? she asked.
-Not anymore! someone replied.
BLAM!
The Tyrant wasn't able to feel the pain before it was over. It kept squirming for a while before it became silent. The bullet had hit it in the heart.
-Nooooo!!! Rebecca cried.
Wesker smiled his evil smile as he watched the girl fall one her knees beside the dead Tyrant and cried like there was no tomorrow.
-Tears won't help you, Rebecca. It's not coming back. It's dead! he laughed.
Rebecca leant closer to the Tyrants head. She looked up at Wesker with tears in her eyes.
-He won't get away with this! I swear! she whispered into the Tyrant's ear. –I swear!
Wesker was tired of waiting.
He threw himself against Rebecca and pushed her away from the monster on the floor.
Rebecca struggled to get free, but Wesker sat on top of her and held her hands. There was nothing more she could do.
-And now, dear Rebecca.... it's your turn. he smiled.
Rebecca closed her eyes and waited for him to finish it.
Somebody help me!
-Look at me! Wesker hissed. –I want to be the last thing you see when you die!
This man was insane! What would he do if she didn't obey him?
She didn't want to find out...
Rebecca opened her eyes quickly.
But instead of looking at Wesker, she looked at the huge shadow rising behind him...
To be continued...
Where are Chris and Jill when you need them?
Well. This chapter was very short... I promise that the next chapter will be a little longer...
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