Resident Evil Revenge

Chapter 1

it has been said that if you are in a deep sleep and dream about dying, you could actually suffer a cardiac arrest and die in your sleep. Whether this is true or not I have no idea, however a question could be asked about that one statement. What if you dream about the person you love dying? The feelings are all there, nightmares can seem so real and yet at the same time be so out of this world that you wake up and think you're crazy. But if the nightmare is re-running a time in history, a time you wanted to forget. An experience that was so terrible that even the though of it sent you into a cold sweat. This is the case for one man, one man who thought he could handle anything life threw at him. Then one day he lost something that was so dear to him, the months that passed were so terrible and hard, the facts he had learned that day had been bad enough, but to lost that one thing he loved sent him somewhat over the edge. He would never find anything like it again, nothing could replace what he had lost. But as quickly as the first incident had occured, another was already taking place.

It was the same nightmare every night, Denise' shocked expression as the blood slowly trickled out of the small hole that had suddenly taken residence on her chest. Although he had tried, he knew deep down there was nothing he could do but watch her life slip away before him. He stood looking at her, frozen in the spot, his head in a whirl as he tried to make out what had just happened. A second before she looked so happy, they were on their way out, and now this. As she reached out her hand, her now pale lips mimed his name. Beneath her, her legs had given way as she fell to the ground, the reality of what happened now visable. Her body was unable to fight it any longer, although she had fallen still he did not move. His feet frozen to the spot, it was a sensation he had never felt before. He was trained to react in all situations but now he was frozen. As she lay on the ground, the draining from her face, the life draining from her body, he finally could move, walking over to her slowly and kneeling down on one knee, his weapon slung over his shoulder. A smile appeared on her face as he knelt over her, how could she smile? The question went through his head as he looked at the one he loved before him, death slowly taking over her beautifully formed body. A body he had not seen, touched, nor would he ever get the chance. Reaching his hand out he took hers slowly looking down at her, fighting back the emotion he had been trained to keep under wraps. The only words he could get out of his mouth were untrue, but he found himself saying them nonetheless "Denise it's ok...you're ok" Her grip tightened on his hand as the words left his lips, her breathing had become heavy, he was losing her quickly, she struggled to speak. Her determination allowing the words to come "W-we both know t-that's not true" Shaking his head, his trained mind knew it was true, but the emotional mind that he seldom allowed to be seen made him shake his head in denial. Denise' last ounce of strength let her move her hand up placing it on his cheek, her thumb caressed his cheek slowly, her hands were cold, deathly cold he thought. Thoughts rushed through his mind as he knelt looking at her laying before him Denise, no, I can't lose her. We only just got back together, god please don't take here away from me. Take my life, but let her live, she's got so much to live for. Why is this happening to me?! He covered her hand with his own as he looked deep into her brown eyes, the front of her hair was soaked with sweat and clinged slightly to her forhead. "Denise please, please don't leave me" Even in death, Denise could hear the desperation in his voice, she had loved him since they had first met those years ago, and yet it was on the mission now that they had got together. They had taken the leap and admitted their feelings for each other. She had been anticipating the moment they would kiss in love, she had not expected it to end like this, ending with her life, but she knew as much as he did that her love for him would never die, as would his. Her brown eyes lifted staring straight into his, she could see the pain and heartache by just looking deep into his eyes. She knew now she was leaving him, even as she drew her last breaths her heart gave her the will to speak the words she had been longing to speak since they had confessed their love for one another "I love you William" Before the words left her lips, her heart had stopped beating, she had said the words as her hand fell slowly from his cheek. He looked at her saying the words she wanted to hear back, whether she had heard them or not he did not know "I love you too Denise" Please let her have heard them. She's gone, Denise is gone. No...no...NOOOOOO! He stayed on one knee beside her, staring at her body laying there, without the blood visable on her shirt you would have thought she was asleep. Her complection pale, her lips slightly cracked and dry, but that didn't matter, she still looked beautiful to him.

He had stood watching the tender moment, knowing and loving the pain and suffering he was causing. He rarely got the chance to witness the aftermath, but he was watching it now, and loving every second of it. Smirking slowly his slow but loud laugh filled the now silent air. Nothing but his sadistic laugh could be heard. William was still kneeling over Denise' body How pathetic, he kneels over her mourning his loss, what a pity, don't doubt it, you have outdone yourself this time Albert Weskers thoughts made him feel ten times better. Continuing his laughter he kept his eye on William. William could hear his laughter moving through is brain, his Mp5K swung round landing in front of him. Was it a sign? Taking the gun into his hands he flicked the swtich from manual to automatic fire. From the laugher he knew that Wesker was still behind him. Never in his life had William wanted to kill anyone the way he wanted to kill Wesker now. It took one swift move for him to turn round and aim at Wesker. Wesker was not expecting it, in one second William had stood up, turned round and now hot lead rained in Weskers direction. William could hear the sound of the gun, another noise joined soon after, it took him a few moments to realise it was his own tortured screams. His pain had turned to anger and then quickly to vengence.

William Maximus shot upright, he had been pulled from the nightmare that had plagued his sleep for the past two months. As long as it had been, the nightmare still came to him. It was the same every night, Denise' death had been sudden...too sudden, they had not been allowed the simple pleasures of going out on a first date like they had discussed. Sweat slowly trickled down his face as he sat in his bed, he could taste the salt on his lips as he pulled the covers off him. A proper nights sleep would have been great, but since Raccoon there had not been such a thing as a good nights sleep. Looking around his bedroom slowly he wondered when the nightmares would stop. Nothing had prepared him for the emotions he felt when Denise had been killed. The years in training could not control what he had felt. After the incident he had come straight back to work, however it was under strict orders that he never speak about what he had seen in Raccoon City. He had grudgingly accepted the offer and headed back to work, but the terror that he had seen in Raccoon would remain in his mind for the rest of his life. There were times when he wondered how long he had left, little did his superiors know that William had a past, and if they knew the truth, he would either be killed or put away for the rest of his life. Wesker had run away, but not before William had shot him with a clip of Mp5 rounds, the coward had run away, William had literally kicked his ass, but William had no doubt in his mind that their paths would cross once more, in fact, William hoped they would. Although he had run away, the damage had already been done. Denise was dead and that had given William a horrible feeling in his gut. He knew the feeling of losing friends in battle, but losing Denise had been different, a lot of good men had been lost in that mission. But to lose Denise, the one he loved, it hurt...more than he could say. Standing up slowly as he got out of his bed William looked around his bedroom, the blue walls made the room look unnaturally dark on the perfect sunny day that it was outside. Walking into the bathroom William flicked the light on and waited a second for his eyes to adjust, he walked further in over to the sink and turned on the top letting the clear water flow down slowly into the sink. He cupped his hands under the water letting the water gather there before bringing them up to his face, the water spread over his face and splashed off almost immediately. Small droplets were left beaded onto his face, as the dripped off he looked in the mirror. A strange thing crossed his mind, for the first time in a long time he noticed that he looked tired. William Maximus was tired, how could this have happened? Clearing the thoughts from his mind he grabbed a towel from the rack and slowly let it move over his face. Replacng the towel he turned and walked back into his darkened bedroom. At thirty he looked more like he was in his twenties, his body was strong, his years in the navy had seen to that. He was no workout freak however he kept in shape and it showed. He had come to the conclusion on the walk from his bathroom to his closet that it was his mind that was tired and not his body. Moving his hands to the handles of the closet he opened it slowly, the usual sight of his S.T.A.R.S (Special Tactics and Rescue Squad) uniform met him as he opened the doors. The uniform had once meant something to him, but on his return from Raccoon City he had discovered that several of the S.T.A.R.S. members had been bought by Umbrella, including one of his own team Beth. She had almost killed William and Denise, but Wekser had seen that Denise be killed. He slowly took out the uniform and put it on.

Once he had changed William walked out of his bedroom and into his kitchen, the walls in there were a blemished white , the brightness of the sun reflected off the walls making this the brightest room in his apartment. He walked over to his coffee machine turning it on before walking back over to the small tv that sat in the corner of the kitchen. Many mornings William had sat here drinking his coffee and checking the news, lately it was more checking the news for anything that looked like the same situation that happened in Raccoon City. He had his finfer on the switch when his telephone rang out. William looked at the phone It never fails Pushing the thoughts aside he walked over to the phone picking it up putting it to his ear slowly "Hey Will, it's Kevin here" Even before the person had introduced themself William knew who it was, he smiled slowly. Kevin Winters was one of Williams closest friends in the Florida S.T.A.R.S. Kevin had high respect for William, in fact once then they had been on a stake out Kevin had confessed to William that he respected him more than the Captain of the team. William had not been one for expressing much emotion, but that night when Kevin had said that made him feel something, he felt wanted. "Hey Kev, whats up?" Kevin inadvertantly stopped whatever he was doing on the other end of the phone and brought his full attention to William, he had been writing out a report when he had remembered to call William. "Will, I know it's really short notice, but i need a really big favor, you know that narcotics seminar that's been scheduled for today?" Kevin sounded desperate, William nodded slowly, he actually had an idea what Kevin was about to ask him "Yeah, the Chief said something about one person from every team attending it" Kevin sighed "yeah, guess who drew the short straw for S.T.A.R.S.?" William chuckled slightly "let me guess, you bro?" Kevin nodded and laughed slightly "Yep, I told the Chief I had something else to do and he's not letting me out of it, I was supposed to go to Wallace City and pick up that fugitive Karl Rogers that was caught there. I was wondering if you would mind going to Wallace and picking him up and bringing him back to Florida?" Will thought about it for a second, of course he would do anything to help Kevin out, but for some reason he thought about it "Sure no problem" William knew what the Chief of Police was like, his favourite spot was in front of a TV camera talking a load of bull shit about how he had saved this person and the next. He cared more about what people thought of him rather than his team. He annoyed William but there was nothing William could do about it. William could tell that Kevin was smiling "Thank you so much man, I owe you big time for this one, and who knows, I might get a coster for you at this seminar, and if we're really lucky then we might get a pen" Kevin laughed as did William, Kevin continued to go on giving William the information on the pick up "Ok, it's the Wallace City Police Department, there is a Captain Jackson expecting you there. He'll sign Rogers over to you and all you gotta do is bring him back with you. Should be a nice little trip for you, Wallace is a nice town so I've heard" William smirked slightly "Yeah, slight case of tumbleweed town is it?" Kevin shook his head "Nah it should be ok, look Will i'd love to stay and talk but I gotta get goin, the Chief is right outside my office and it looks like hes about to explode and knowing my luck if he does I'll be the one cleaning it up" Will nodded slightly "Ok I'll talk to you later bro" Kevin smiled "Later" They both hung up the phone. William walked over to the coffee machine pouring himself a cup of coffee, he would be needing it. He decided he would get his coffee and then head straight out to Wallace City, if memory served it was about two hours outside Florida. Not too bad considering. He got ready and headed out to his cruiser, as he pulled out, the memories of the dream and the Raccoon incident had left him for now.