Chapter Five
The needle slowly slid under his skin, making him cry out in both pain and surprise. It seemed that Steve had beaten him up, or kept him in horrid condition after the crash. Leon couldn't decide, so he just let Steve do what he wanted. Whatever it was, it couldn't be any worse than what he had been through already. Claire and Chris were out of his line of sight, anyway, so . . .
Just then, a searing, indescribable pain shot through his body. It was as if someone had stabbed him with a million knives in a million places at the same time, times a thousand. His eyes closed, his mind trying to cope with and cut off the pain, which it naturally tried to do in any injury. But, it was to no avail . . . the pain got through, and he screamed, a natural reaction. A sweat broke out on his face, and a tear came from his eye.
"Well . . . seems you aren't that strong after all, Leon. You know, I'm gonna make you a deal. Hmm . . . rather, make your friends a deal. If Claire stays with me, then they'll get the vaccine to this virus. I only got the vaccine from someone named . . . what was it . . . oh, yeah, Mary Ashford. Created the U-Virus. The stuff in your blood, the stuff that was in mine." Steve explained everything.
"Well, you can burn in hell, because . . . Claire and Chris are too close for that . . . they wouldn't give their lives for me. And I am glad they wouldn't. I'm not worth it." His voice sounded strained, beads of sweat dripping onto his face and neck. His teeth were mashing together as he talked, his eyes blinking open and closed, the pain slowly taking effect, his mind failing him, almost knocking him out.
"If what you say is true . . . then you're going to kill them, you little asshole! That's exactly what this stuff does. Turns you against friends and loved ones." Steve's fist slammed down next to Leon's head, making his mind hurt more. He had a massive headache from the injection, and trying to comprehend everything, along with the pressure that seemed to want to make his mind pop out of his head.
"I . . . I won't . . . I can't . . . you can't make me!" Leon's mind gave, his body going limp. He could still feel his entire body, which hurt as much as it did two minutes ago. His . . . body, his muscles, they felt like . . . they were changing, becoming larger. Now he had a sudden urge to kill, it rising in him . . . no, rising in it.
"Claire! Talk to me!" Chris was worried, his voice loud, his eyes searching for any sign of movement on his sister. She had been shot in the leg. Must have hurt like hell . . . Chris had been shot before. But, she wasn't used to it. Being shot sucked, and he didn't want his sister to feel the pain.
"Yeah, Chris, I'm here. What do you want?" Her voice sounded agitated, but still weak. No reason to snap back. She wasn't in the condition to argue. She just hurt like hell, probably. Her leg had been shot, but he bandaged that up pretty well, though he had not a clue on how to do any of this med shit.
Chris sighed, relieved. His hand went to hers, and held it. Smiling, he got up, looking around. "Nothing, Claire . . ."
"Okay, whatever. We're still in Nevada, huh?" Her eyes were searching her surroundings, but she already knew where she was, and whom she was with.
"Yeah. Sucks, doesn't it? I mean, god DAMN, Claire. Though, while you were knocked out, I searched the desks, and found a few things. This is the Central Facility for Umbrella's operations! This is where the T-, G- , and another kind of virus was made, named the U-Virus. I have no idea what it is made up of, but it is was caused Steve to . . . you know . . ."
"Chris!" Claire bolted up, and he expected to get smacked for bringing it up. But, she seemed surprised, mostly. "You mean, you know what the virus is that made him like that? That virus the bitch Alexia used?! Holy shit . . ."
Chris smiled, and pulled out three vials. Each was a different color, and had a different labeling. One said T-Virus, one said G-Virus, and one said U-Virus. Claire recoiled when she saw the vials, but Chris laughed.
"Claire! These are . . . these are vaccines! I mean, god, I found them lying inside the top drawer. They will destroy the virus in anyone that has it, so we can use it to help some people out back here! You know, that kind of stuff. We won't have to kill everyone . . . we could save at least one person. Two, if we're lucky."
All Claire could do was cry into Chris's shoulder, only tears of joy, that they could save someone, instead of take away their horrible lives.
The needle slowly slid under his skin, making him cry out in both pain and surprise. It seemed that Steve had beaten him up, or kept him in horrid condition after the crash. Leon couldn't decide, so he just let Steve do what he wanted. Whatever it was, it couldn't be any worse than what he had been through already. Claire and Chris were out of his line of sight, anyway, so . . .
Just then, a searing, indescribable pain shot through his body. It was as if someone had stabbed him with a million knives in a million places at the same time, times a thousand. His eyes closed, his mind trying to cope with and cut off the pain, which it naturally tried to do in any injury. But, it was to no avail . . . the pain got through, and he screamed, a natural reaction. A sweat broke out on his face, and a tear came from his eye.
"Well . . . seems you aren't that strong after all, Leon. You know, I'm gonna make you a deal. Hmm . . . rather, make your friends a deal. If Claire stays with me, then they'll get the vaccine to this virus. I only got the vaccine from someone named . . . what was it . . . oh, yeah, Mary Ashford. Created the U-Virus. The stuff in your blood, the stuff that was in mine." Steve explained everything.
"Well, you can burn in hell, because . . . Claire and Chris are too close for that . . . they wouldn't give their lives for me. And I am glad they wouldn't. I'm not worth it." His voice sounded strained, beads of sweat dripping onto his face and neck. His teeth were mashing together as he talked, his eyes blinking open and closed, the pain slowly taking effect, his mind failing him, almost knocking him out.
"If what you say is true . . . then you're going to kill them, you little asshole! That's exactly what this stuff does. Turns you against friends and loved ones." Steve's fist slammed down next to Leon's head, making his mind hurt more. He had a massive headache from the injection, and trying to comprehend everything, along with the pressure that seemed to want to make his mind pop out of his head.
"I . . . I won't . . . I can't . . . you can't make me!" Leon's mind gave, his body going limp. He could still feel his entire body, which hurt as much as it did two minutes ago. His . . . body, his muscles, they felt like . . . they were changing, becoming larger. Now he had a sudden urge to kill, it rising in him . . . no, rising in it.
"Claire! Talk to me!" Chris was worried, his voice loud, his eyes searching for any sign of movement on his sister. She had been shot in the leg. Must have hurt like hell . . . Chris had been shot before. But, she wasn't used to it. Being shot sucked, and he didn't want his sister to feel the pain.
"Yeah, Chris, I'm here. What do you want?" Her voice sounded agitated, but still weak. No reason to snap back. She wasn't in the condition to argue. She just hurt like hell, probably. Her leg had been shot, but he bandaged that up pretty well, though he had not a clue on how to do any of this med shit.
Chris sighed, relieved. His hand went to hers, and held it. Smiling, he got up, looking around. "Nothing, Claire . . ."
"Okay, whatever. We're still in Nevada, huh?" Her eyes were searching her surroundings, but she already knew where she was, and whom she was with.
"Yeah. Sucks, doesn't it? I mean, god DAMN, Claire. Though, while you were knocked out, I searched the desks, and found a few things. This is the Central Facility for Umbrella's operations! This is where the T-, G- , and another kind of virus was made, named the U-Virus. I have no idea what it is made up of, but it is was caused Steve to . . . you know . . ."
"Chris!" Claire bolted up, and he expected to get smacked for bringing it up. But, she seemed surprised, mostly. "You mean, you know what the virus is that made him like that? That virus the bitch Alexia used?! Holy shit . . ."
Chris smiled, and pulled out three vials. Each was a different color, and had a different labeling. One said T-Virus, one said G-Virus, and one said U-Virus. Claire recoiled when she saw the vials, but Chris laughed.
"Claire! These are . . . these are vaccines! I mean, god, I found them lying inside the top drawer. They will destroy the virus in anyone that has it, so we can use it to help some people out back here! You know, that kind of stuff. We won't have to kill everyone . . . we could save at least one person. Two, if we're lucky."
All Claire could do was cry into Chris's shoulder, only tears of joy, that they could save someone, instead of take away their horrible lives.