Author's Note:
Thanks goes to (In Order of Appearance for all chapters so far): random echo, Claire Burnside267, a reader, diddly day, Zil, Tasha Burnside, Umbrella-Experiment, Parasite Lin, Biohazard 101, Cand, Queen Kristina, Apokruphos, Redfield 99, Yumi Konoe, Chandler01, Lyger, Chicky Tifa, D-2Artemis, Shin, Simon552, Jimbo Jones, claire3407, Squall Leonhart, Mayaku, President Evil, ashford2ashford, The Elvish Vampire Seira, Felicia, Mayumi-H, Mossberg, Serena, Dragonchan, Lily, Reazher, Wesker, iMac722, Diamond Angel, Rayne18, Joanne Beverly, Neromancer 13, Misterbuu, Bloodlover, Steel Soul, and Kenneth Sullivan!
Thanks goes to the reviewers of Chapter Twenty-Two: Bloodlover, Joanne Bverly (twice!), Claire Burnside267, Mossberg, BioHazard 101, Mayaku, Steel Soul, The Elvish Vamp Seira, Kenneth Sullivan, Serena, Misterbuu, Diamond Angel, and theothertj!
Sorry. Sorry. And sorry. I know this chapter is late, but I've been working on Spider-Man related stories for a while. Go read some of them; you'll love them. Anyways, enough of me plugging my stuff, time for story...time!
By the way, this is re-written with new scenes with Chris, Jill, and Barry as they look at the fight between our two combatants.
On with yet another chapter...
- Even Fond Memories Can Come Back To Haunt You.... -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- Rated R for violence and language -
- The Sacrifice -
- Chapter Twenty-Three -
***
Wesker groaned as he attempted to lift himself, feeling surprised to feel pain in his backside. He looked up to see that his attacker was the one person he didn't expect to betray him, after everything he had done for her. He had brought her back to life when he could've just left her to die, and now, here she was, taking a fighting stance, her yellow tinted eyes staring right back at his own, although his were covered with black sunglasses.
'I even told you I wanted to be like Superman...what I fool was I...' Wesker thought with an angry scowl as he stood and dusted himself off, unsure of what he was going to do now that his only partner had betrayed him.
Of course, he could always kill her.
***
Claire clenched her stomach in pain as she fell to the floor, her handgun *conveniently* out of her reach.
That fake Steve actually shot *her*! That bastard actually had the nerve to shoot *her*!
She tried looking up at her killer, only to see that he was smiling happily at the sight of her trying to hold the blood from seeping out from the multiple bullet holes imbedded in her stomach.
"Now you know how it's like to get shot at...hehe...hehe...!" was the last thing she heard him say before her body went limp and her vision was blanketed by darkness.
***
Hunk watched from behind a building as he watched Alexia Ashford insulting the Nemesis as if he were just a big bully.
"Dammit. There's no way in hell I'm going to get in between two monsters. Hell no. I may be crazy, but I know when not to mess with two of the most powerful creatures in the world." he said, as he held his shotgun ready, "I'll just wait until she finishes it off, then I'll get to talk to her myself."
Listening closely, he heard Alexia Ashford call Nemesis "ugly as hell".
"...Damn, I think she's the only one ballsy enough to actually insult that freak of nature like that..." he said with a smirk, "She's crazier then me."
***
"Did anyone ever tell you that you're quite an ugly little beast?" Alexia said with a smirk, as she stared down the hulking nightmare.
"I just can't believe they sent something so ugly to dispose of someone so beautiful such as myself. It's as if stitched you together from old garbage and poured a little T-virus on to you. You definitely smell like it."
The Nemesis, with its limited brain capacity, decided it was time to end his little hunt, especially it's prey talked too much. With an inhuman growl, he dashed at her, it's tentacle poised to strike and impale her right through her skull.
"ALEXIA!"
Alexia laughed a bit as she turned up the heat around her, causing her entire body to transform one more into her T-Veronica form. Not wasting another second, she backhanded the Nemesis, causing him to fly back against a brick wall with a loud crash.
A bigger then usual group of people started forming around the area, watching the fight with interest, thinking it was some simple publicity stunt, or perhaps filming an action scene for a television show or movie. Nothing surprised people these days.
Alexia laughed quietly as she watched the spectators become larger. They were all so simple minded, just like ants.
Soon of course, they would all become her loyal ants, to obey her every whim.
"Might as well put on a show for them before they become my slaves..." she said, this time advancing towards the Nemesis who was groaning loudly in pain, "I just the most generous queen ever...haha..."
***
Claire awoke groggily, wondering where she was this time. As she tried to move, she realized she couldn't move at all, save for her head. Opening her eyes, she was staring up at a very bright light.
"Heaven?" she said in quiet, almost childlike voice.
Was this really it...?
Was she redeemed for killing all those people...?
Was she finally allowed to see her parents again...?
"I'm sorry Ms. Redfield, but this certainly isn't Heaven, I'm afraid." said someone kindly, pity in their voice.
"Wha...where am I?" Claire squeaked out, wondering if she had come back to life, as a zombie.
Wait, she thought, zombies can't talk. Then what happened?
"Raccoon City Mental Institute, Miss." said another voice, female this time. She sounded strangely familiar.
"Wha...what the hell...?" Claire said, starting to feel panicked, "What the hell are you talking about...?"
"You were admitted her by your brother, Chris Redfield, Captain of the S.T.A.R.S." said a smaller voice, which sounded like...Sherry...?
"Why would Chris do that? Since when was he Captain of the S.T.A.R.S....?" said Claire, her voice showing fear.
"You killed over thirty-three people, Ms. Redfield. Half of them were police officers. Some of them included Lt. Jill Valentine, Ensign Rebecca Chambers, and Captain Albert Wesker, from the S.T.A.R.S, which explains why your brother's the Captain." said the male voice, as he turned off the bright light that had been plaguing Claire's vision.
"You even injured your brother. I'm afraid he no longer has use of his left arm in case you're wondering." said the female doctor.
"Wha...what...why would I do such a thing...?" Claire said, starting to go into shock.
"You said it yourself when the police finally restrained you. You said something like...wait, let me check the police reports..." said the Sherry sound-alike again, "Oh yeah...you said 'Get off me, you zombies! Don't make me have to shoot the rest of you!' I believe."
At this point, Claire couldn't believe what was happening. As she tilted her head weakly up, she looked into the faces of the doctors who were explaining everything to her.
"Dr. William Birkin...Dr. Annette Birkin...and...Sherry Birkin...?" she said, wondering if she was going insane.
She wondered if Raccoon City...Rockfort and Antarctica...Paris...had all been a nightmare that she was experiencing while causing a nightmare to happen in real life.
Claire did the only thing one would do in her situation; she screamed as loudly as she could.
***
Ada stood defiantly as she watched Wesker dusting himself off, wondering what his next move would be. He was looking at her with eyes filled with anger and rage. He definitely wasn't going to forgive her after her betrayal, but she hoped he would understand why.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see Leon, smiling happily at her. She felt warmth just looking at the handsome smile of his...that simple smile that assured her that everything would be all right. The smile that reassured her that what she was doing was the right choice, even if she was going to get severely injured first.
But she didn't care, as long as he kept on smiling.
"One...two...three!" Chris whispered loudly, before he and Jill both shot at Wesker while he was distracted looking at Ada. Surprisingly, the combined firepower of the shotguns they were both given by Barry managed to faze him quite a bit, before he shook the bullets off his body.
"Dammit..." Jill said, as she started to reload her shotgun, only stopped by Ada.
"No...let me take care of him everybody..." she said, not taking her eyes off Wesker, who looked poised to strike, "I'm the only one equipped to do any real damage to him now..."
Despite the fact that everyone in the group wanted a piece of Wesker, they all resigned to watching the fight, seeing as how everything they threw at Wesker only showed them how much more powerful he had become. This was especially hard for Chris and Steve, who both wanted to avenge Claire. Chris restrained himself after recalling his previous hand-to-hand fight with Wesker, where he barely escaped with his life.
Leon, however, was too busy feeling all warm and fuzzy inside now that Ada was on their side.
But Leon couldn't help feeling guilty inside, because Claire was death, yet he was happy that Ada was back from the dead. Love was a confusing, cruel, cold mistress that much he was sure of.
Wesker took off his sunglasses, which made caused Ada to feel unnerved a bit; he never took off his sunglasses.
"You betrayed me, Ada. After everything I've done for you, you cold hearted bitch." he said coldly, without any remorse.
Ada shivered at his cold words. "It's not like I wanted it to come to this Wesker, especially after you opened up to me--"
"Enough!" Wesker bellowed, and before she knew it, Wesker had started running full speed at her, ready to pounce. She dodged out of the way and jabbed him in the ribs, causing him to stop for a second to get his bearings.
"Wesker...you've become what the exact opposite of what you wanted to be!" she said, panting slightly as she took a defensive stance.
"It was only a childish dream!" he said, jumping at her, complete with blurry after images behind him. Again she dodged, this time hitting him in the stomach harder then her last shot.
Chris looked at Wesker oddly, wondering what the hell he was talking about. Childish dreams? Becoming the exact opposite of what he always wanted to be? Chris had always assumed Wesker was grouchy as their Captain, and horrible after the mansion incident.
Jill watched the fight in interest, glad to see that Ada was currently winning against Wesker. She hated the whole "males always win against female" thing, and right now she was pissed that Wesker dared to take her as a hostage, to be rescued as if she was a damsel in distress.
"Wesker, why won't you let your dream come true? You have the power to do good now!" Ada said, as she tried to parry a barrage of punches coming her way.
"Spare me your speech of doing good! Now that I have power I know what it's really all about...dominating those weaker then you!" he said, catching her square in the face.
His face was emotionless, with no smile nor frown on his lips. He merely took advantage of the situation and started hitting her in the stomach, ribs, arms, legs, and face over again as fast as he could. Nothing was going to stop his rage.
Ada tried in vain to block his erratic punches and kicks, not talking as to preserve her strength and to keep focus. It was no use talking to Wesker, he was too angry and stubborn to listen. Gradually he was starting to wear her down, and she was scared, wondering what she was going to do if she was too weak to fight.
Leon's smile turned into a scared expression, noticing that while Ada was getting weaker, Wesker appeared only to keep on hitting harder. He could actually hear the punches and kicks...they sounded like bricks hitting each other. How long could Ada stand this much punishment from a monster like Wesker...?
***
Chris watched the fight, wishing he could be doing the fighting instead of Ada. He knew that if he had the same powers as Ada and Wesker, he could definitely win the fight. After all, he had so much bent up rage from everything he had gone through that Wesker wouldn't be able to stop his emotional rampage.
No one, and he meant no one would stop him from avenging the deaths of his sister and teammates, even if it meant he had to make sacrifices.
If only he was the one fighting instead of Ada, who was looking like she was weakening, while Wesker was only getting stronger.
Chris couldn't do anything, since he was only a regular human with a gun. If only he had access to whatever made Wesker what he was, maybe he'd have a fighting chance.
Perhaps he'd lose his humanity, but he'd make sure that Claire hadn't lost hers entirely in vain.
No matter what it cost him, he would make sure that Wesker wouldn't be able to hurt any more people.
***
Alexia yawned daintily as she kicked Nemesis hard in its side hard, causing a sickening crack to be heard by all.
"Awww...that sounded like it hurt...poor ugly thing..." Alexia said in mock-sadness, before kicking him it and again as if it was a disgusting thing like a dog. Feeling the need for a challenge, she stopped and stepped back, waiting for it to get back up.
Wearily, the Nemesis got up, with half its arm gone and it's left leg broken the point where it simply started hanging there. She laughed as it tried to walk over to her, only to have it look like it was hopping on one foot.
"ALEXIA...ALEXIA...ALEXIA...!" it growled over and over in pain, as it struggled to reach her with it's tentacle. Alexia didn't flinch, nor move at all. She simply stood there as he got close enough to plunge its tentacle in to her face. The Nemesis was actually surprised that it's prey wasn't moving, but decided to waste no more time as it aggressively used its tentacle to impale her, only to have it disappear.
Alexia had ripped its entire tentacle right out of the socket, causing the Nemesis to growl loudly at her. Alexia smiled in sadistic glee as she threw the tentacle away and impaled the Nemesis right through its chest, using only her hand.
Everyone gasped in surprise as she used both her legs in spectacular style to kick the Nemesis away once more onto the concrete ground with another sickening crack.
"You may be ugly, but you certainly are the most amusing punching bag I've ever had." she said as she stood over the Nemesis, before she started ripping it apart, piece by bloody piece, making the whole crowd gasp in horror and wonder if this was an actual fight between two horrific monsters or merely more special effects for a movie.
***
Barry looked at the fight solemnly as he noticed the girl he had barely met already losing in her fight against the S.T.A.R.S' murderous ex-Captain.
'If only I had killed him when I had the chance...' Barry said, reflecting to the mansion incident, 'I had so many clear shots, but I was too scared that he would have hurt my family if I hadn't complied with his orders...'
His friends had forgiven him, but Barry still could not forgive himself. He rationalized that he could've prevented the entire thing from happening...that he could've exposed Umbrella if only he hadn't teared up all that vital evidence back in the mansion.
If only he could undo the sins he had done in the past, would he not have to endure such a bleak future.
***
Jill wished she could fight against Wesker. He was the reason for her nightmares at night...he was responsible for Raccoon City becoming a nuclear wasteland that wouldn't be a safe place to live for decades...he was responsible for Claire's death and Chris' descent into obsessive revenge...
If only she had the strength needed to fight. She was a survivor, but Wesker was something far more evil then the Nemesis ever was. The nightmarish stalker in Raccoon City was programmed to kill; Wesker simply did it for fun.
***
Ada felt weak and bruised all over as Wesker held her by the neck with one hand, the look on his face emotionless, which made it hard for her to predict what he was going to do.
She tried to kick at him, only to have him block easily and punch her savagely in the stomach, causing her to shriek out in pain. Then he did it again, only harder, which made her gasp and shriek at the same time.
Again, he hit her harder then the last, making her shriek harder.
Leon couldn't take it anymore. He took out his custom shotgun and pointed it at Wesker, saying, "Let her go Wesker! She can't do anything to you anymore!"
Wesker could only stare at him blankly, not fearing the young rookie cop since bullets and shells couldn't dent his rock-like skin.
"She's done more then enough to me..." Wesker said coldly as he returned his glance to Ada, who was still struggling in his grip despite the fact that she was very much beaten.
Ada looked at Leon with fear in eyes, whispering to him as loudly as he could.
"I love you Leon...please don't forget me..." she said hoarsely, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks.
"Your sacrifice for them was in vain, Ada..." Wesker said as he looked into her yellow tinted eyes, "Now it's time for you to die."
"I'm sorry Wesker." Ada said quietly, which caused Wesker to punch her in the face in anger.
"Time for you to die!"
Time seemed to slow down for Leon as Wesker put Ada in a headlock, and, without another word from either of the two fighters, he snapped her neck with a sickening crack.
Leon could only watch on in horror as she fell to the floor in a slump, not believing he had witnessed another loved one die in the same day.
"Ada....." was all he could say, before slumping to his knees in defeat.
- End of Chapter Twenty-Three -
Ack, I'm not quite happy with how this chapter turned out. I think it feels a bit bland and rushed in the first half, but probably because I'm felt really tired while writing this. The second half I'm happy with though. Hopefully the next chapter will be better and more exciting. Please tell me how I can improve, I'd appreciate it.
As usual with everything I do, please rate and review! ^_^
In the next chapter, the Queen will infect her virus, creating new T-Veronica monsters in the process...
Thanks goes to (In Order of Appearance for all chapters so far): random echo, Claire Burnside267, a reader, diddly day, Zil, Tasha Burnside, Umbrella-Experiment, Parasite Lin, Biohazard 101, Cand, Queen Kristina, Apokruphos, Redfield 99, Yumi Konoe, Chandler01, Lyger, Chicky Tifa, D-2Artemis, Shin, Simon552, Jimbo Jones, claire3407, Squall Leonhart, Mayaku, President Evil, ashford2ashford, The Elvish Vampire Seira, Felicia, Mayumi-H, Mossberg, Serena, Dragonchan, Lily, Reazher, Wesker, iMac722, Diamond Angel, Rayne18, Joanne Beverly, Neromancer 13, Misterbuu, Bloodlover, Steel Soul, and Kenneth Sullivan!
Thanks goes to the reviewers of Chapter Twenty-Two: Bloodlover, Joanne Bverly (twice!), Claire Burnside267, Mossberg, BioHazard 101, Mayaku, Steel Soul, The Elvish Vamp Seira, Kenneth Sullivan, Serena, Misterbuu, Diamond Angel, and theothertj!
Sorry. Sorry. And sorry. I know this chapter is late, but I've been working on Spider-Man related stories for a while. Go read some of them; you'll love them. Anyways, enough of me plugging my stuff, time for story...time!
By the way, this is re-written with new scenes with Chris, Jill, and Barry as they look at the fight between our two combatants.
On with yet another chapter...
- Even Fond Memories Can Come Back To Haunt You.... -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- Rated R for violence and language -
- The Sacrifice -
- Chapter Twenty-Three -
***
Wesker groaned as he attempted to lift himself, feeling surprised to feel pain in his backside. He looked up to see that his attacker was the one person he didn't expect to betray him, after everything he had done for her. He had brought her back to life when he could've just left her to die, and now, here she was, taking a fighting stance, her yellow tinted eyes staring right back at his own, although his were covered with black sunglasses.
'I even told you I wanted to be like Superman...what I fool was I...' Wesker thought with an angry scowl as he stood and dusted himself off, unsure of what he was going to do now that his only partner had betrayed him.
Of course, he could always kill her.
***
Claire clenched her stomach in pain as she fell to the floor, her handgun *conveniently* out of her reach.
That fake Steve actually shot *her*! That bastard actually had the nerve to shoot *her*!
She tried looking up at her killer, only to see that he was smiling happily at the sight of her trying to hold the blood from seeping out from the multiple bullet holes imbedded in her stomach.
"Now you know how it's like to get shot at...hehe...hehe...!" was the last thing she heard him say before her body went limp and her vision was blanketed by darkness.
***
Hunk watched from behind a building as he watched Alexia Ashford insulting the Nemesis as if he were just a big bully.
"Dammit. There's no way in hell I'm going to get in between two monsters. Hell no. I may be crazy, but I know when not to mess with two of the most powerful creatures in the world." he said, as he held his shotgun ready, "I'll just wait until she finishes it off, then I'll get to talk to her myself."
Listening closely, he heard Alexia Ashford call Nemesis "ugly as hell".
"...Damn, I think she's the only one ballsy enough to actually insult that freak of nature like that..." he said with a smirk, "She's crazier then me."
***
"Did anyone ever tell you that you're quite an ugly little beast?" Alexia said with a smirk, as she stared down the hulking nightmare.
"I just can't believe they sent something so ugly to dispose of someone so beautiful such as myself. It's as if stitched you together from old garbage and poured a little T-virus on to you. You definitely smell like it."
The Nemesis, with its limited brain capacity, decided it was time to end his little hunt, especially it's prey talked too much. With an inhuman growl, he dashed at her, it's tentacle poised to strike and impale her right through her skull.
"ALEXIA!"
Alexia laughed a bit as she turned up the heat around her, causing her entire body to transform one more into her T-Veronica form. Not wasting another second, she backhanded the Nemesis, causing him to fly back against a brick wall with a loud crash.
A bigger then usual group of people started forming around the area, watching the fight with interest, thinking it was some simple publicity stunt, or perhaps filming an action scene for a television show or movie. Nothing surprised people these days.
Alexia laughed quietly as she watched the spectators become larger. They were all so simple minded, just like ants.
Soon of course, they would all become her loyal ants, to obey her every whim.
"Might as well put on a show for them before they become my slaves..." she said, this time advancing towards the Nemesis who was groaning loudly in pain, "I just the most generous queen ever...haha..."
***
Claire awoke groggily, wondering where she was this time. As she tried to move, she realized she couldn't move at all, save for her head. Opening her eyes, she was staring up at a very bright light.
"Heaven?" she said in quiet, almost childlike voice.
Was this really it...?
Was she redeemed for killing all those people...?
Was she finally allowed to see her parents again...?
"I'm sorry Ms. Redfield, but this certainly isn't Heaven, I'm afraid." said someone kindly, pity in their voice.
"Wha...where am I?" Claire squeaked out, wondering if she had come back to life, as a zombie.
Wait, she thought, zombies can't talk. Then what happened?
"Raccoon City Mental Institute, Miss." said another voice, female this time. She sounded strangely familiar.
"Wha...what the hell...?" Claire said, starting to feel panicked, "What the hell are you talking about...?"
"You were admitted her by your brother, Chris Redfield, Captain of the S.T.A.R.S." said a smaller voice, which sounded like...Sherry...?
"Why would Chris do that? Since when was he Captain of the S.T.A.R.S....?" said Claire, her voice showing fear.
"You killed over thirty-three people, Ms. Redfield. Half of them were police officers. Some of them included Lt. Jill Valentine, Ensign Rebecca Chambers, and Captain Albert Wesker, from the S.T.A.R.S, which explains why your brother's the Captain." said the male voice, as he turned off the bright light that had been plaguing Claire's vision.
"You even injured your brother. I'm afraid he no longer has use of his left arm in case you're wondering." said the female doctor.
"Wha...what...why would I do such a thing...?" Claire said, starting to go into shock.
"You said it yourself when the police finally restrained you. You said something like...wait, let me check the police reports..." said the Sherry sound-alike again, "Oh yeah...you said 'Get off me, you zombies! Don't make me have to shoot the rest of you!' I believe."
At this point, Claire couldn't believe what was happening. As she tilted her head weakly up, she looked into the faces of the doctors who were explaining everything to her.
"Dr. William Birkin...Dr. Annette Birkin...and...Sherry Birkin...?" she said, wondering if she was going insane.
She wondered if Raccoon City...Rockfort and Antarctica...Paris...had all been a nightmare that she was experiencing while causing a nightmare to happen in real life.
Claire did the only thing one would do in her situation; she screamed as loudly as she could.
***
Ada stood defiantly as she watched Wesker dusting himself off, wondering what his next move would be. He was looking at her with eyes filled with anger and rage. He definitely wasn't going to forgive her after her betrayal, but she hoped he would understand why.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see Leon, smiling happily at her. She felt warmth just looking at the handsome smile of his...that simple smile that assured her that everything would be all right. The smile that reassured her that what she was doing was the right choice, even if she was going to get severely injured first.
But she didn't care, as long as he kept on smiling.
"One...two...three!" Chris whispered loudly, before he and Jill both shot at Wesker while he was distracted looking at Ada. Surprisingly, the combined firepower of the shotguns they were both given by Barry managed to faze him quite a bit, before he shook the bullets off his body.
"Dammit..." Jill said, as she started to reload her shotgun, only stopped by Ada.
"No...let me take care of him everybody..." she said, not taking her eyes off Wesker, who looked poised to strike, "I'm the only one equipped to do any real damage to him now..."
Despite the fact that everyone in the group wanted a piece of Wesker, they all resigned to watching the fight, seeing as how everything they threw at Wesker only showed them how much more powerful he had become. This was especially hard for Chris and Steve, who both wanted to avenge Claire. Chris restrained himself after recalling his previous hand-to-hand fight with Wesker, where he barely escaped with his life.
Leon, however, was too busy feeling all warm and fuzzy inside now that Ada was on their side.
But Leon couldn't help feeling guilty inside, because Claire was death, yet he was happy that Ada was back from the dead. Love was a confusing, cruel, cold mistress that much he was sure of.
Wesker took off his sunglasses, which made caused Ada to feel unnerved a bit; he never took off his sunglasses.
"You betrayed me, Ada. After everything I've done for you, you cold hearted bitch." he said coldly, without any remorse.
Ada shivered at his cold words. "It's not like I wanted it to come to this Wesker, especially after you opened up to me--"
"Enough!" Wesker bellowed, and before she knew it, Wesker had started running full speed at her, ready to pounce. She dodged out of the way and jabbed him in the ribs, causing him to stop for a second to get his bearings.
"Wesker...you've become what the exact opposite of what you wanted to be!" she said, panting slightly as she took a defensive stance.
"It was only a childish dream!" he said, jumping at her, complete with blurry after images behind him. Again she dodged, this time hitting him in the stomach harder then her last shot.
Chris looked at Wesker oddly, wondering what the hell he was talking about. Childish dreams? Becoming the exact opposite of what he always wanted to be? Chris had always assumed Wesker was grouchy as their Captain, and horrible after the mansion incident.
Jill watched the fight in interest, glad to see that Ada was currently winning against Wesker. She hated the whole "males always win against female" thing, and right now she was pissed that Wesker dared to take her as a hostage, to be rescued as if she was a damsel in distress.
"Wesker, why won't you let your dream come true? You have the power to do good now!" Ada said, as she tried to parry a barrage of punches coming her way.
"Spare me your speech of doing good! Now that I have power I know what it's really all about...dominating those weaker then you!" he said, catching her square in the face.
His face was emotionless, with no smile nor frown on his lips. He merely took advantage of the situation and started hitting her in the stomach, ribs, arms, legs, and face over again as fast as he could. Nothing was going to stop his rage.
Ada tried in vain to block his erratic punches and kicks, not talking as to preserve her strength and to keep focus. It was no use talking to Wesker, he was too angry and stubborn to listen. Gradually he was starting to wear her down, and she was scared, wondering what she was going to do if she was too weak to fight.
Leon's smile turned into a scared expression, noticing that while Ada was getting weaker, Wesker appeared only to keep on hitting harder. He could actually hear the punches and kicks...they sounded like bricks hitting each other. How long could Ada stand this much punishment from a monster like Wesker...?
***
Chris watched the fight, wishing he could be doing the fighting instead of Ada. He knew that if he had the same powers as Ada and Wesker, he could definitely win the fight. After all, he had so much bent up rage from everything he had gone through that Wesker wouldn't be able to stop his emotional rampage.
No one, and he meant no one would stop him from avenging the deaths of his sister and teammates, even if it meant he had to make sacrifices.
If only he was the one fighting instead of Ada, who was looking like she was weakening, while Wesker was only getting stronger.
Chris couldn't do anything, since he was only a regular human with a gun. If only he had access to whatever made Wesker what he was, maybe he'd have a fighting chance.
Perhaps he'd lose his humanity, but he'd make sure that Claire hadn't lost hers entirely in vain.
No matter what it cost him, he would make sure that Wesker wouldn't be able to hurt any more people.
***
Alexia yawned daintily as she kicked Nemesis hard in its side hard, causing a sickening crack to be heard by all.
"Awww...that sounded like it hurt...poor ugly thing..." Alexia said in mock-sadness, before kicking him it and again as if it was a disgusting thing like a dog. Feeling the need for a challenge, she stopped and stepped back, waiting for it to get back up.
Wearily, the Nemesis got up, with half its arm gone and it's left leg broken the point where it simply started hanging there. She laughed as it tried to walk over to her, only to have it look like it was hopping on one foot.
"ALEXIA...ALEXIA...ALEXIA...!" it growled over and over in pain, as it struggled to reach her with it's tentacle. Alexia didn't flinch, nor move at all. She simply stood there as he got close enough to plunge its tentacle in to her face. The Nemesis was actually surprised that it's prey wasn't moving, but decided to waste no more time as it aggressively used its tentacle to impale her, only to have it disappear.
Alexia had ripped its entire tentacle right out of the socket, causing the Nemesis to growl loudly at her. Alexia smiled in sadistic glee as she threw the tentacle away and impaled the Nemesis right through its chest, using only her hand.
Everyone gasped in surprise as she used both her legs in spectacular style to kick the Nemesis away once more onto the concrete ground with another sickening crack.
"You may be ugly, but you certainly are the most amusing punching bag I've ever had." she said as she stood over the Nemesis, before she started ripping it apart, piece by bloody piece, making the whole crowd gasp in horror and wonder if this was an actual fight between two horrific monsters or merely more special effects for a movie.
***
Barry looked at the fight solemnly as he noticed the girl he had barely met already losing in her fight against the S.T.A.R.S' murderous ex-Captain.
'If only I had killed him when I had the chance...' Barry said, reflecting to the mansion incident, 'I had so many clear shots, but I was too scared that he would have hurt my family if I hadn't complied with his orders...'
His friends had forgiven him, but Barry still could not forgive himself. He rationalized that he could've prevented the entire thing from happening...that he could've exposed Umbrella if only he hadn't teared up all that vital evidence back in the mansion.
If only he could undo the sins he had done in the past, would he not have to endure such a bleak future.
***
Jill wished she could fight against Wesker. He was the reason for her nightmares at night...he was responsible for Raccoon City becoming a nuclear wasteland that wouldn't be a safe place to live for decades...he was responsible for Claire's death and Chris' descent into obsessive revenge...
If only she had the strength needed to fight. She was a survivor, but Wesker was something far more evil then the Nemesis ever was. The nightmarish stalker in Raccoon City was programmed to kill; Wesker simply did it for fun.
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Ada felt weak and bruised all over as Wesker held her by the neck with one hand, the look on his face emotionless, which made it hard for her to predict what he was going to do.
She tried to kick at him, only to have him block easily and punch her savagely in the stomach, causing her to shriek out in pain. Then he did it again, only harder, which made her gasp and shriek at the same time.
Again, he hit her harder then the last, making her shriek harder.
Leon couldn't take it anymore. He took out his custom shotgun and pointed it at Wesker, saying, "Let her go Wesker! She can't do anything to you anymore!"
Wesker could only stare at him blankly, not fearing the young rookie cop since bullets and shells couldn't dent his rock-like skin.
"She's done more then enough to me..." Wesker said coldly as he returned his glance to Ada, who was still struggling in his grip despite the fact that she was very much beaten.
Ada looked at Leon with fear in eyes, whispering to him as loudly as he could.
"I love you Leon...please don't forget me..." she said hoarsely, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks.
"Your sacrifice for them was in vain, Ada..." Wesker said as he looked into her yellow tinted eyes, "Now it's time for you to die."
"I'm sorry Wesker." Ada said quietly, which caused Wesker to punch her in the face in anger.
"Time for you to die!"
Time seemed to slow down for Leon as Wesker put Ada in a headlock, and, without another word from either of the two fighters, he snapped her neck with a sickening crack.
Leon could only watch on in horror as she fell to the floor in a slump, not believing he had witnessed another loved one die in the same day.
"Ada....." was all he could say, before slumping to his knees in defeat.
- End of Chapter Twenty-Three -
Ack, I'm not quite happy with how this chapter turned out. I think it feels a bit bland and rushed in the first half, but probably because I'm felt really tired while writing this. The second half I'm happy with though. Hopefully the next chapter will be better and more exciting. Please tell me how I can improve, I'd appreciate it.
As usual with everything I do, please rate and review! ^_^
In the next chapter, the Queen will infect her virus, creating new T-Veronica monsters in the process...