"But the guards are out looking for them....There's not much we can do", explained Claire and looked over at her brother, who was shaking with anger.
"If ever get my hands on that....that...creature, I'm gonna break his neck!" he made a gesture with both his hands, but it failed because of him shaking so much.
"Calm down Chris", Claire put a hand on his shoulder while the others cleared their throats, looking down at the floor.
"We got to do something", Jill suddenly and unexpectedly said. "The guards are just searching through the nearest districts, who knows? They could be miles away by now..." she sighed heavily. Chris raised from the couch, with a serious expression on his face as he looked around at his friends.
"Jill is right...Rebecca could be in danger....not to talk about Sherry", as he said this, Claire made a choking noise. "If we want to find them, we got to do it ourselves. Who's with me?!" Leon made a try to hide a smile and Barry squirmed a bit.
"I am, Chris....", Jill walked over to him. "I could never forgive myself if something happened to them." Their teammates were quiet.
"Is this really a good idea? You know what he's capable of", Barry exclaimed nervously as if Wesker's name was enough to scare him.
"We could always bring guns, right? He can't be immortal....", Chris said, laughing a little.
"Who knows...", Jill rolled her eyes, as the others started to went separate ways. "We're leaving tonight..."
The grip loosened a bit, and the monster then let go of Wesker.
"Albert....", he whispered as he stepped away, eyeing the man upside down in the dark. He couldn't see much, but he felt it was his old friend...still alive. Wesker sunk down to the floor, with his wounded back to the wall behind. He groaned when the cold metal burned at his skin. Birkin didn't know what to say, he was speechless.
"Dad?" Sherry was crawling up beside the man on the floor. "Are you dead?" she asked and a single snuffle could be heard from her as she pulled at his arm.
"Sherry?" William was shocked.... he sat down in front of the little girl, she could smell fresh blood and that heavy breath on her face again. "What do you mean honey?" Sherry thought she could almost see the sadness in her father's eyes, but she didn't know what he looked like, and didn't want to know either. The man reached his arms out.
"Get away! Get away from me!" the child yelled terrified and tried to hide behind Wesker.
"I don't understand....", he replied, knowing exactly what his daughter was talking about. The experiments, he'd used her as a test subject back then....with his precious G-virus. He couldn't blame her for being mad at him, but he'd changed. At least he thought so. The virus in his body was the reason he was still alive. When the labs blow up, he'd managed to get out and after a long time of just strutting around, guards from a corporation called anti- Umbrella organization had captured him and kept him in this dark hole.
"What happened?" a young woman's voice could be heard by the stairs. "Wesker? Sherry? Is somebody there?" they could hear her rise from the cold floor and she approached to them.
"Rebecca....", Sherry's voice was cut off by Birkin.
"Who are you? How do you know them? How can he still be alive?" the medic hesitated a while before looking around in the dark for the person who'd asked that.
"I...I'm Rebecca Chambers....who are you?" she didn't really care, the only thing she wanted was to leave this place.
"I'm William Birkin, and Sherry is my daughter", both the child and William could hear a gasping sound from the girl and then everything was quiet.
"How? That's impossible!.......Sherry where are you?"
"Let's go somewhere else...and I'll explain...", Birkin suddenly sounded very nice and gentle. "We just need to get Albert upstairs."
"Where is he?!" Rebecca asked with a shaky voice.
"You guys be careful now", Barry patted Chris' shoulder as the two former S.T.A.R.S members went outside.
"Don't worry, we will...", Chris swung his machine gun over his right shoulder and followed Jill through the dark car park, while their friends stood in the door opening, looking worried. As they looked back, they could see Leon holding an arm around a terrified Claire, and Barry waved at them.
"Bye!" Jill waved back.
When they no longer could see the building behind them, Chris and Jill looked at each other.
"Well, it's just you and me now", Chris said seriously as the two of them walked on.
"Yes.....I hope we know what we're doing.....", her face changed into a worried expression. "I never thought I would experience this horror again..." she sighed and fingered on one of the buttons on her vest. Chris nodded.
"Me neither....but we won't have to worry about zombies or monsters anymore..." he said and smiled at her, but she wasn't looking.
She studied the creature William Birkin in the weak light coming from only one lantern in the little room above the stairs. He had blood all over his face, obviously not his own, and he was wearing a black, worn coat, probably something given to him from those who'd kept him here for so long. Also, his right arm was....looked like a hunter's but with much bigger claws. Sherry just sat on the floor, not really afraid of him.
Wesker was lying on a mattress on the floor, the child sitting next to him with an accusing look at her real father.
"I still don't understand....", Rebecca rubbed her bloody forehead as she sat down next to the other two. What this person had just told her didn't make sense at all. William walked over to the other side of the room without saying anything at all. His blonde hair hanging over his face as he looked down at the floor.
"Rebecca...", Sherry's voice came as a whisper. "I'm scared....", a tear made its way down her red cheek.
"Don't be...everything's gonna be okay....", suddenly, a sharp pain in her temple almost made her throw up. It felt like she'd been ran over by a car. "Can't feel anything....", the medic reached her hands up to her head, holding it between them as if it were helping. But the pain was too much and the last thing she heard before everything went black, was Sherry screaming.
Light shined upon her face as she opened her eyes. At first, she couldn't remember where she was or even who she was. The memories slowly made their way back to her as she sat up. The little girl was sleeping and snoring loudly, by her side. Rebecca could feel dried blood on her face, like glue. It wasn't before she heard a strange noise behind her, that she realized the two men were in the same room. A shaky voice was obviously talking to somebdoy. Wesker was lying on the floor and Birkin was, for some reason shaking the other man's shoulders.
"What are you doing!?" The young medic jumped up from the floor and ran with unsteady legs, over to them.
"........I didn't want to realize the truth........ but it's pretty obvious.....", William told her, with a bothered face looking down at his old friend. Rebecca did the same, she could see that Wesker's face was all white and stiffened, and his chest wasn't moving.
"He's dead....", he stuttered. The girl didn't really understand what she'd just heard. She felt her heart sinking and tears began to stream down her face. (insert sad music here :P )
"Noo....No!" she looked at William and then at Albert. "No", she whispered. She threw herself at the man on the ground, crying. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to live anymore.
"Albert......", the medic sobbed quietly, burying her face in his cold chest. She heard William walking over to Sherry, who was still sleeping, luckily unaware of what had happened. He picked his daughter up and turned to the sobbing woman on the floor.
"Life is unfair....", he said, most to himself. Rebecca pulled away, her face red of crying. She caressed Wesker's cold cheek.
"It can't be.........no....."
I know this chapter is a bit screwed up. It's not really as I planned it to be, but next will be less confusing. thanks for R&R