Disclaimer: I don't own any of the RE characters. The crappy one's though, they're mine.
Chapter 13Wesker ran his fingers through her short, silky hair. The cuts and bruises on her body were finally starting to fade, which meant the virus was starting to take its hold, and she would be revived soon. So far that particular strain had only been tested on dogs, but the experiments had all been successful. Well, there was Ada too… It was true that part of Ada's unnamed vampiric virus was part of what he'd injected her with, but that wasn't all…
Sara moaned something, but remained still. The flat line on the EKG jumped suddenly, but she still remained motionless on the large medical bed.
Wesker smiled, knowing that the company would pay him handsomely for the virus, now that it had been successfully tested on a human. The next step would be experimenting on its BOW properties; but this was never his intention. That was lying right in front of him. He leaned down close to her ear. "Wake up, Sara…" He whispered softly.
She did. Her eyes slowly fluttered open; the sky blue glinted in the soft overhead light. Turning lazily over to Wesker, she spoke. "Am I alive?" Her voice came out slow and gravely.
"Yes." He softly brushed a strand of hair from her face. "You weren't a few minuets ago, but yes, you are now."
She moved her hands, as if for the first time. "Am I…?"
He smiled again. "Yes, and it is very important that from now on you report directly to me, and no one else, understood?"
She nodded slowly and sat up in the bed, surveying her surroundings. "So what happens now?"
"I'm sure you're feeling pretty groggy right now, so you're going to rest. We've got a long road ahead of us Sara; I need you to be at your very best." He ran one long finger along the milky white skin of her cheek. "Now, sleep…"
"What is that?" Rebecca asked, pointing to a spot on Claire's neck.
"What is what?" She rubbed at the spot where the young girl had pointed.
Rebecca scooted over on the couch and looked closely at her neck, running her fingers over the spot.
She twitched at the sudden pain. Come to think of it… She'd noticed a mark on her neck a few days before, but thought nothing of it.
"Does it hurt?" The medic asked. She'd stopped examining it with her fingers but continued to look.
"Only when you touch it." Claire smirked. "I noticed it a few days ago…" She trailed off, hoping Beccy could fill in the blanks.
"Well," Rebecca started, "It just looks like skin irritation from here, but I can't be sure." She sat back on her side of the couch. "When Leon gets back with the supplies I'll be sure to take a closer look."
"Supplies?" Claire asked. Leon hadn't told her why he was leaving, and it seemed like he was making a conscious effort to avoid telling her.
"Yeah." Rebecca nodded. "He went to get medical supplies; he says that the virus in his bloodstream is acting kinda funky and he just wanted me to make sure everything was alright." She fiddled with her hair as she spoke.
Makes sense. "Oh, okay." Claire smiled, trying to make it look like she wasn't thinking about the subject.
As if answering her prayers, Tinker came walking through the kitchen doorway into the room. "Hey guys." He smiled. "I need to steal Beccy for a sec, is that alright?" A slight tone of red shown in his cheeks.
"Sure." Claire smiled.
"Alright, but we're picking up on that subject when I get back."
She nodded quickly and waved at both of them as they left the room; silently thinking about the suddenly mysterious Leon.
Leon awoke with a splitting headache. It took him a second to realize he was lying down on a rather uncomfortable couch. Then all the memories came back; Ada's modern art apartment, and most importantly the painful needle in his neck. He reached up to that very spot and felt nothing; meaning that he'd been out for at least five minuets, probably more, since the wound had healed.
"I see you've finally decided to wake up, love." The low sultry, almost seductive came from somewhere to his right.
He rolled over in that direction, but found nothing but air beneath him; the couch ended abruptly sending him crashing to the ground with a loud thud. Letting out a short moan, he held his still-throbbing head and looked up at the owner of the voice.
Two long legs crossed right in front of his face, each ending in a black four-inch heel. Ada looked down at him; her short black hair fell into her face making it hard to see anything above her glossy pink lips. She laughed, a sound that sent chills down Leon's spine, as well as fresh waves of pain to his sensitive head.
"What…did you do to me?" It was hard to speak, and in his disoriented state, Leon didn't even know if the words actually came out.
She brushed some hair behind her ear before speaking, letting Leon see her dark eyes; the black eyeshadow making them seem darker still. "It's for the best I assure you, Leon." She smiled.
"My head is saying otherwise." He was beginning to regain some of his senses and it became easier to form thoughts. He sat up and leaned against the base of the couch, facing Ada. He noticed what she was wearing for the first time; the long black dress she wore was made of thin material and did nothing to hide her thin, athletic body, the slits up both sides reached high up on her thighs, showing the soft skin of her legs.
She let out a small chuckle, bringing him back to reality. "That's be expected your first time."
Leon rubbed at his temples. "First time?" He cocked an eyebrow. "What did you do to me?"
Ada reached over and picked up a back of cigarettes off of the end table next to the chair she sat in and lit one. As the smoke rolled out of her mouth, she smiled. I'll spare you the scientific mumbo-jumbo." She took another drag and breathed it out through her nose; the smile still plastered on her face. "I basically injected you with synthetic blood."
He looked up at her again with a puzzled look. "Synthetic blood?"
"There's more to it than that, but yes." More smoke escaped her lips. "I'm sure you've experienced the thirst by now, right?"
Leon looked back towards the ground and nodded slowly. Claire's dead eyes flashed into his mind once again as they had everyday for the past week.
"Yes well, I'm in the same situation as you; I didn't want to be like one of those mindless zombies out there; always on the look out for my next 'meal.'" She paused for another drag. "So I called some friends…and they created that for me. Quite invaluable for someone infected with what we are." She put the cigarette out in the ashtray next to the chair; the thin line of smoke traveled into the air into a plume. "Of course, it doesn't cure anything, it simply feeds the thirst making the virus think you've drank real blood."
"What happens…" Leon sighed, still not wanting to tell anyone. "What happens if you do feed off someone?"
"Then they become infected." Ada leaned forward. "Why do you ask?"
Leon hesitated for a moment, his mouth opened but nothing came out. "I bit someone." He said finally, and in some way glad to get it out.
She sighed loudly and leaned back in the chair once again. "Now it gets complicated. I was hoping to reach you before it had gotten that bad. When did you bite her?"
Leon cocked an eyebrow. "A week ago, but how did you know I bit a girl?"
"Because that's how the virus works." She put her head in her hand and sighed again. "Males feed off females and females feed off males; that was one of the design flaws."
Leon was both depressed and excited at the same time, on one hand he knew Claire was infected now; there was no way around it. On the other hand, he was finally getting some information about what was coursing through his veins. "Go on…" He said, wanting to know more.
"There are three stages to the virus." She said, look back into his eyes. "The host," she pointed to herself, "The first generation carrier," she pointed to Leon, "and the second generation carrier, which would be whoever you've infected."
"Claire…" He whispered. I'm so sorry…
"And if she decides to bite anyone, they'll be just about as useless as a T-Virus carrier." She got up out of her seat and walked toward what Leon guessed was the kitchen.
He was dumbfounded. His mind was rejecting everything that Ada had told him. Just another trick. But the rational side of him wanted to know more; that maybe there was a way around all of this.
Ada reemerged from the kitchen holding a glass of what looked like brandy. She took her seat again and sipped on the alcohol. "You see… the virus mutates when it is passed on, it try's to make itself better. Each time a new host is infected, the incubation time decreases." She took another drink, gulping down more than before. "For you it was probably around ten months before the virus took full effect, am I right?"
Leon nodded, unable to speak.
"Right, and for the third generation carrier it could probably take two, maybe three weeks." She finished the brandy and set the glass down.
"I'm going to need some of that synthetic blood…stuff." Leon said, getting to his feet.
Ada looked up at him. "Why? That shot I gave you should last a good three weeks."
"It's not for me." He looked away from her, towards the front door.
"Oh… well I'm sorry Leon, I don't have any more here."
How convenient.
"I only rented this apartment for this meeting, so I don't have any supplies here" She looked like she wanted to say more, but didn't.
"And how did you know I would be here, today?" He checked his hip holster to make sure his magnum was still there, and was pleased to feel the cool metal underneath his fingertips.
She smiled sweetly at him. "I have my ways. Just like I know about Brazil."
Leon's eyes widened. There was a leak. Someone inside the team was talking, that was the only possible way for Ada to know that. Any of it.
"And I want to come with you." She got up from her seat slowly and looked back into his eyes.
"No." His face showed no emotion. "I can't trust you."
"But—
"If you know as much as you seem to know, find me when you have more of that serum. Then I might consider it." His blank expression remained; he wouldn't be tricked again.
Leon could tell she wanted to object, but instead she only nodded. "Okay." She said softly.
"I'll be waiting." He turned towards the door and left without looking back.
Sorry for the long wait everyone, my hard drive decided to explode and that impeded on the writing process a little bit. And I don't think this chapter is worth the wait, but trust me I'll make up for it next chapter with something that everyone likes: ACTION!!!