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Horrorfanatic: I guess so. I think I'm moving a little too fast sometimes, but oh well, you guys are still making me feel good about myself.

TruthReconciliation: Thanks. I really like writing fighting scenes, and believe me, this won't be the last one.

Full Summary: Micheal, a cold, aloof sixteen-year-old becomes plagued with dreams of the dead walking. At first he chocks it up to his twisted, horrific imagination, but things that happen in his hometown of Raccoon City force him to realize that his imagination isn't the ONLY thing twisted and horrific. Based on Resident Evil: Apocalypse.

Disclaimer: Believe me, if I owned Resident Evil, you'd know.

/.../ means italics.

"..." means speech.

'...' means thoughts.

---Chapter 7---

---Inside Micheal's brain images---

"What are you doing!?" Micheal yelled while trying desperately to dodge the punches and kicks being sent his way. Malice was relentless in his attack, sending punches and kicks every which way that was possible. Micheal was trying hard to avoid the blows, but sometimes he would get nicked by Malice's punches, or he would get a hard kick on Micheal's stomach. He stumbled while stepping backwards, giving Malice the perfect chance to get the teen. Malice spun on his heel, swinging his leg in a roundhouse kick towards the boy. Seeing no other choice but to retaliate, Micheal blocked the kick and put some power into his own kick, hitting his doppelganger square in the chest, and sending him flying backwards. Suddenly there was a throbbing pain in his chest overwhelming his senses. He dropped to the floor, clutching his chest and coughing which was reflected by Malice. He got his second wind, getting up for the next round.

"Geez...you can kick pretty hard can't you?" Malice wheezed. He recovered quickly, getting back up to attack the sixteen year old. The first few punches were blocked but he saw an opening and used it to punch the boy in the chest, wincing at the pain that brought on his own body, then spun once more, using his hands as leverage as he slammed his heel into Micheal's face. He felt the pain Micheal felt, the particular hit made his chin throb. Inside, he was beginning to doubt his reasons for doing this. Then the image of Sara's smile flashed in his head and then he became all business.

'I really DO love her then...it's not just me putting up a front...it's not just me pretending to be that little brat...' He realized. On the other side of the room, Micheal's mind picked up on the feelings his twin was feeling. He realized that this copy of himself was the one who was moving his body around and doing all those crazy things.

'He's in love with SARA?!' He repeated in his mind. He felt an overwhelming sense of jealousy and anger towards the person. He began to attack and block more ferociously, catching Malice by surprise. Their angers clashed against each other, manifesting themselves as kicks, punches, shoves, anything to get the upper hand. Finally, Malice believed that he was gaining on Micheal's energy. His movements were slowing down, his punches did not have the same force before. Equally tired, he mustered up the final bits of his energy and gave one final punch to Micheal's chest, sending him backwards into the glass wall. Suddenly the pain shot through his chest like a bullet as he dropped to the ground as well. Then he realized the implications. There was no way of winning, because if either one of them forcibly snuffs out the other, then both minds will be destroyed...

---Outside in the real world, outside the Hospital---

Sara silently led the two Rescue team members outside of the hospital, back out to the foreboding silence. Every time she would take a moment to plan something, her thoughts would immediately turn to the lifeless body of her only best friend. Every time this happened she would get an overwhelming sense of anger, and she would fight back tears of anger and sorrow.

'Why did he have to do that? Why did he have to tell me to keep hiding!? I could have helped him!' She mentally yelled. Her mind kept drifting into the memories of the two of them spending time together. She knew that she might have had some deep feelings for him, but was too scared of what could have been. She had been hurt in the past, and didn't intend to become so attached to Micheal in the first place. Even though she swore that she didn't want to depend on a man ever again, she found herself acting like she would to a guy she even remotely liked. But in the end, Micheal had left her like so many other guys had. Sara was pulled out of her train of thought when a loud ringing startled her. She turned in the direction of the ringing, finding a set of payphones lined up on the wall. Only one of them was ringing. Without thinking she picked up the receiver and put it to her ear.

"Hello?" She spoke. There was a small silence at the other end, but then a british accent came through.

"I can get you out of there. Out of the city..." The man said. Sara looked confused, alerting the two grown men.

"What?" She said in confusion.

"I can help you all escape. I know something that the people here don't want you to know. I can tell you, but only on one condition..." The voice replied. Sara found a new burst of hope.

"What is it?" She queried.

"If you find my daughter, if you save her, I will tell you how to escape the city." Then male voice answered. "Her name is Angela. I had a reading not so long ago that she was somewhere inside Raccoon City Junior High. If you find her, if you save her, I will help you escape." Then Sara had another new burst of hope. The girl that they had rescued was the young daughter of this man. She would be able to find her easily, since she would be at the exact same place that she and Micheal left her. Smiling, she agreed and then hung up.

"What was it?" Carlos asked. Sara smiled at them.

"We have a way out.We'll be just fine. I'll tell you on the way there..." She answered, walking past the two of them. They followed in complete bafflement, secretly hoping that this young girl wasn't insane and leading them into a death trap.

---End Chapter 7!---

Angsty-ness from Sara and Malice realizes that he's not just protecting her for the sake of pretending to be Micheal. Wow! I'm feeling so productive!