"CHRIS, USE IT! KILL IT, WHATEVER THE HELL IT IS!"
Thunk. Chris dived for the rocket launcher, but he wasn't fast enough. Tyrant smacked him across the roof.
"Dammit..."
Jill's eyes flickered open. Her vision was blurred, but she saw Chris struggling to get up in her line of sight. She raised herself up on one elbow, turning her head stiffly. She let out a little strangled gasp.
Rebecca.
She was dead. She was facing away from Jill, but the stiffness of her body and the pool of redness soaking into the rough ground explained it all to Jill. She put her weight on her knees and clutched the edge of a crate to stand up. She bit hard into her lip as she watched the Tyrant growl and snarl, standing over the chopper's rocket launcher. Brad!
Chris jumped up again, bleeding from his chest. It stung, and he felt light-headed. Poison? No...Tyrant virus. No! No! It can't be! He thought as he limped out of the way of the T-002's next vicious attack, stopping near Rebecca's still form. Looking behind him, he saw Jill trying to get her bearings straight. Flicking his gaze forward, he saw the monster run at him again. T-Virus. In him? Then...those things inside...he'd become....those things inside....
"JILL THE ROCKET LAUNCE---"
The Tyrant raised him up, as it had Rebecca. He kicked half-heartedly, knowing that the virus in his system made him a threat now. A threat to everyone around him...he was going to die with this mansion.
Jill screamed. Screamed loudly, high-pitched, an almost ethereal sound as a ripping noise echoed across the roof. The freakish claws of the Tyrant punctured Chris and emerged out his back. He let out a soft "ahhrrr!" sound as the Tyrant shook him around on it's hand, then threw him down right next to Rebecca.
"Oh-oh-oh!" Jill said, crawling towards the rocket launcher, then raising up on her knees and aiming at the muderer of her two friends.
Chris, still barely consious, turned his head to glance at Rebecca, breathing strained. Her face was blank. That'll be me soon, he thought, vision darkening. His eyes fluttered closed and open, their brightness dulling until he was dead, body stained by ruby blood.
Jill let one missile fly out and it hit Tyrant squarely in the chest, causing him to explode into tiny chunks. She stared ahead, shell-shocked. Brad landed the chopper quickly as an electronic voice announced that they had one minute left. "Jill!" He screamed over the loud whirring of the blades. "Jill-HURRY!" Jill looked up at him, then let her grip on the launcher loosen as she ran to the helicopter.
BOOM.
Jill glanced out the chopper window as the mansion went up in smoke.
"I guess we're all that's left of S.T.A.R.S.," she said softly, slipping off her beret.
"......It's.....my fault....." Brad said lowly from the cockpit.
"No...both of us...both of us...." Jill whispered.
The ride back was deathly quiet after that.
Afterword: I actually wrote that not even in the span of an hour, just really quickly. It was pretty upsetting for me, but hopefully I did an okay job. DAMMIT, though. I let Jill, my least favorite character, survive and killed off my favorites? -sigh-
Thunk. Chris dived for the rocket launcher, but he wasn't fast enough. Tyrant smacked him across the roof.
"Dammit..."
Jill's eyes flickered open. Her vision was blurred, but she saw Chris struggling to get up in her line of sight. She raised herself up on one elbow, turning her head stiffly. She let out a little strangled gasp.
Rebecca.
She was dead. She was facing away from Jill, but the stiffness of her body and the pool of redness soaking into the rough ground explained it all to Jill. She put her weight on her knees and clutched the edge of a crate to stand up. She bit hard into her lip as she watched the Tyrant growl and snarl, standing over the chopper's rocket launcher. Brad!
Chris jumped up again, bleeding from his chest. It stung, and he felt light-headed. Poison? No...Tyrant virus. No! No! It can't be! He thought as he limped out of the way of the T-002's next vicious attack, stopping near Rebecca's still form. Looking behind him, he saw Jill trying to get her bearings straight. Flicking his gaze forward, he saw the monster run at him again. T-Virus. In him? Then...those things inside...he'd become....those things inside....
"JILL THE ROCKET LAUNCE---"
The Tyrant raised him up, as it had Rebecca. He kicked half-heartedly, knowing that the virus in his system made him a threat now. A threat to everyone around him...he was going to die with this mansion.
Jill screamed. Screamed loudly, high-pitched, an almost ethereal sound as a ripping noise echoed across the roof. The freakish claws of the Tyrant punctured Chris and emerged out his back. He let out a soft "ahhrrr!" sound as the Tyrant shook him around on it's hand, then threw him down right next to Rebecca.
"Oh-oh-oh!" Jill said, crawling towards the rocket launcher, then raising up on her knees and aiming at the muderer of her two friends.
Chris, still barely consious, turned his head to glance at Rebecca, breathing strained. Her face was blank. That'll be me soon, he thought, vision darkening. His eyes fluttered closed and open, their brightness dulling until he was dead, body stained by ruby blood.
Jill let one missile fly out and it hit Tyrant squarely in the chest, causing him to explode into tiny chunks. She stared ahead, shell-shocked. Brad landed the chopper quickly as an electronic voice announced that they had one minute left. "Jill!" He screamed over the loud whirring of the blades. "Jill-HURRY!" Jill looked up at him, then let her grip on the launcher loosen as she ran to the helicopter.
BOOM.
Jill glanced out the chopper window as the mansion went up in smoke.
"I guess we're all that's left of S.T.A.R.S.," she said softly, slipping off her beret.
"......It's.....my fault....." Brad said lowly from the cockpit.
"No...both of us...both of us...." Jill whispered.
The ride back was deathly quiet after that.
Afterword: I actually wrote that not even in the span of an hour, just really quickly. It was pretty upsetting for me, but hopefully I did an okay job. DAMMIT, though. I let Jill, my least favorite character, survive and killed off my favorites? -sigh-