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The bullet tore through Chris' kneecap, and brought him down
"NOW, CLAIRE!" Leon shouted, and he trained his aim back onto Wesker, who launched himself towards the ex agent with a vengeance. Claire pounced on her downed brother, and plunged the syringe into his neck.
Leon fired again, but Wesker dodged at the last moment. The bullet grazed his cheekbone, leaving another wound to match the previous one that he had lost. Leon tried to get another shot off, but Wesker was on him. He grabbed the lightening hawk by the barrel and crushed it, using his other hand to restrain Leon by the throat
"ARE YOU WATCHING, DEAR HEART!?" Wesker boomed
Claire brought her frightened gaze up just as Wesker tore the bullet proof vest away from Leon's body, and bringing his handgun up, Wesker fired once, twice and several more times into the ex agent's, unprotected chest.
Time seemed to slow for Claire, and in that moment, her own scream sounded impossibly distant, as she saw each, deadly bullet tear it's way out from Leon's back in a mist of red that seemed to distort with the welling of her eyes. She screamed again, but this time, instead of sounding distant, the pain of the cry seared through her soul.
"YES!" Wesker cried in ecstasy, as he held Leon's limp form by the throat. "that's the scream I needed, Claire! That's what I've been waiting for!"
Claire felt her heart break all over again, at the sight of the dark blood running from Leon's lips, and down onto Wesker's forearm. Wesker grinned at her obvious pain, and threw the ex agent's body violently across the room
"Leon!" Claire sobbed broken, with an outstretched arm
"Don't worry my dear, you'll be joining him shortly"
"Claire! CLAIRE! C'mon, snap out of it!" Chris pleaded, as he desperately tried to get his sister onto her feet, but she was lost to her grief. "GODDAMN YOU, WESKER!" Chris growled, and he grabbed Claire's rifle and trained it onto the approaching menace
"Give it up Chris, it's over!" Wesker taunted "not exactly how I wanted, I might add, but I guess I'll just have to enjoy ripping you both apart myself"
Chris placed himself in front of his stricken sibling, and desperately opened fire as Wesker launched himself forwards with impossible speed, managing to somehow dodge almost every bullet that headed his way. Chris braced for the pain of the incoming blow -knowing Wesker wouldn't pull his punches- and silently hoped that his and Claire's death would be quick, when something unexpected happened. Leon had suddenly appeared on Chris' left, and he delivered a powerful spinning back kick that landed so forcefully, that Chris thought Leon had taken Wesker's head from his shoulders
"The fuck?!" Chris exclaimed "pretty sure I just watched you die!"
"it didn't stick" Leon smirked back, throwing the empty syringe at Chris and returning his gaze on Wesker, who was shaking his disorientation away
At hearing the familiar voice once again filled with life, Claire jumped to her feet, and barging past Chris, she threw herself towards the ex agent
"I'm sorry, Claire..." He whispered, bringing her close. Knowing all too well the pain of what she had just witnessed
"What fool thing have you done!" Chris growled, when he eyed the residue of black liquid within the syringe
"What I had too" Leon stated, as he pushed a shaky Claire behind and locked his gaze onto Wesker, who was now back on his feet.
"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Wesker seethed
"Oh dear, have I pissed on your parade?" Leon taunted, and he launched himself forwards towards his enemy. Wesker grabbed the ankle as it flew towards his face, and getting a good grip on Leon's leg, threw him across the room, only to receive a face-full of bullets when Chris opened fire
"Why isn't this bringing him down!?" Chris seethed through clenched teeth
"Maybe he's too jacked up!" Claire exclaimed, as she joined in with her own firepower from a pistol " we only know he's injected twice recently...but he could have way more in his system!"
Wesker rushed towards the siblings, but was intercepted again by Leon, as he rugby tackled him away to the side, Wesker landed onto his back and Leon quickly mounted his foe, landing punch after punch on Wesker's face. Wesker suddenly brought his arm up and gripped Leon around the throat, taking the opportunity to get back up onto his feet, and dragging the choking ex agent up with him
"Enjoy the power while it lasts Leon, which isn't long for first timers" Wesker sneered, as he applied more pressure to his grip "and as soon as it's spent, you'll be helpless. And then, I'll rip you LIMB FROM LIM- "
Shots were once again firing into the side of Wesker's head, and Leon quickly brought the heel of his hand up, the momentum of which, pushed the elbow of the arm that gripped him the wrong way, a sickening pop was heard as the arm snapped upwards. Wesker instantly released Leon, and grabbed his broken arm
"BASTARD!" he screeched, and launched an aggressive kick towards the downed ex agent, but Leon rolled backwards, and quickly getting onto his feet, turned and raced towards Wesker, dodging the shots that fired from Wesker's pistol, and suddenly throwing himself into a flash kick that made solid impact under Wesker's jaw.
Leon landed gracefully onto his feet, but his triumph was short lived, when he suddenly dropped to his knees and gripped his abdomen
"Leon?!" Claire cried, and raced towards him when he let out an involuntary cry of pain. She knelt in front of the stricken ex agent, taking his head in her hands, and bringing his eyes to hers
"Claire-" he managed, then he scrunched his eyes shut and cried out again
"What's happening!?" Claire screeched in panic as her brother limped adjacent, his aim pointing beyond to the cruel voice that answered
"His body is rejecting the serum" Wesker taunted from behind, as he stood " If you're going to try and turn my power against me, then you really should do your homework first"
Claire turned on her knees to face her foe, bringing Leon's head to her shoulder and holding him close, feeling his fear as he gripped onto her almost painfully, his body tensing, as the unbearable agony ripped through every nerve.
"You've played your trump card" Wesker continued as he started to advance "but now, your time is up" Wesker jammed another syringe into his neck, and readied to dive forward towards the trio.
Chris readied his finger on the trigger when Wesker suddenly stopped, looking down at his right arm. Claire thought she detected a hint of confusion in his features when, suddenly, the skin on his right arm bulged outward. Wesker brought his other arm across his body, and slapped a hand on the unnatural swell of muscle
"What!?" he growled.
Chris took the hint, and opened fire on the bulging muscle. It exploded, more violently than expected, with fleshy muscle and black, thick blood, splattering everywhere. Wesker boomed an unearthly roar and clutched at his ruined arm
"Looks like you've had one too many power cocktails!" Claire spat, hoping her guess was true, and Wesker's lust for power would be his own downfall...for they had nothing else left
"NO!" Wesker growled, as he took another, unsteady step forward. " I WAS READY. MY BODY PREPARED!"
Suddenly, the muscles in Wesker's legs bulged
"Looks like you've made a fatal error" Chris shot, as he trained his rifle on the mass and opened fire, once again tearing flesh and muscle apart. Wesker fell onto his back, his damaged legs unable to keep him upright.
"THAT USELESS, LYING BITCH!" he screamed at the ceiling as he felt, thick, black blood ooze from his ears and nose, and then, felt the muscles in his throat and chest start to expand.
Chris lowered his aim after assuring himself that the chunks of brain, bone and muscle, wasn't going to meld together -like something straight out of the terminator 2 movie- and bring his nemesis back from death.
Claire pulled her eyes away from the corpse, and panic set in when she felt Leon fall limp in her arms.
"Leon?" she called softly.
Relief flooded her heart, when she felt gentle pressure from the sweaty hand that had fell to her arm.
"Are you alright?" she asked, scared. he pulled gently away, swaying a little, and he settled back onto his heels.
Claire felt on the verge of tears at noticing the black blood that dripped from his nose. Leon dropped his head towards the floor
"I've had easier hangovers..." he quipped, and Claire threw herself forward, pulling the ex agent into a hug, as her tears once again burst forth.
