AUTHORS NOTE- I'm stuck in between weather I should make this a series or simply one very long story. A series would open up new story lines but I'm afraid everybody would have to die a horribly painful death... the horribly painful death thing wasn't exactly true. If you review please mention if you like this to be a series or just one story....
The three of them walked down the blank hallway. All of there minds were processing a thousand ideas a second. What if Leon himself was Umbrella's latest toy? They knew wesker had a hand to play in this, but why would he make Leon a more efficient killing machine? There minds stopped focused on a new threat as they opened the door and the man himself as standing there. This was a break from the blank steel walls into a well decorated office.

"I see you've made it" Wesker said almost triumphantly. He remained seated in a leather chair behind an antique desk. "What have you done to me you bastard?" Leon demanded. "Your answers will come soon enough Kennedy, but for now you have bigger problems." A display screen flipped up from weskers desk faced towards Leon, Patrick , and Sara. It showed the tyrant. Something was different though. The video was gruesome. A scientest backing away from the tyrant in sheer terror as the tyrant threw him into the air with one large claw ripping his stomach open and shot some kind a barbs out of his arms nailing him to a wall. "As you see, my corparation has stolen some technology from Umbrella. With our genetiscists weve improved the tyrant. Thats where you come in Kennedy. You have to kill it. It is your only chance for salvation." "That bullshit" Leon screamed as he raised his pistol and shot right through Wesker's black sunglasses. The sunglasses shattered revealing the shatter skull of Albert Wesker, a robot. Sparks flew from the wound as his mouth continued to talk. "Your lucky i decided to send this little toy instead of me. There are still a few other contraptions running around here between you and the tyrant. Destroy the tyrant, and your free to go."

The robot fell limp in the chair as the wall behind it fell open revealing another blank steel hallway. As they entered the wall behind them slammed as the one infront of them opened revealing four armed guards. Leon jumped at them as Patrick and Sara raised there rifles. They didnt shoot in fear of hitting Leon. Before the first two guards could even raise there rifles Leon grabbed ones arm and threw it into the other, crushing him in between the body and the wall. The other two guards began to fire as Leon drew his pistol. A guard shot Leon in the shoulder as Patrick and Sara reacted and began shooting at the guards. The guards where on the ground dead in seconds as Sara ran over to check on Leon. There was blood running through his fingers. "Oh god, we need to clean this wound." Sara persisted. "No we dont" Leon said lifting his hand from the wound that had already begun to heal.