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Luna: First of all, I wanna thank all my reviewers for their support! There's not much else to say, here's chapter 9!
Rebecca
Rebecca and Billy had chosen one of the doors that would of normally led to the dining area, except it now led to a computer lab.
A man sat in a circular cubicle, surrounded by flashing computer screens. Further behind him, against a wall; was tubes of liquid incased in glass. The man looked like a scientist, but wasn't infected in the least. The scientist had ice blue eyes, filled with a mercilessly cold; and blonde, cropped hair. He looked middle-aged, in his 30's or 40's.
" Who are you?" asked Billy, handgun pointed at him.
" Forgive me for not introducing myself," he said, " I am Andre Ashford, cousin of the late Alexia and Alfred Ashford. As they contracted the T-veronica virus, I studied combing the T, G and Plaga-"
" Look, we asked for who you were, not a history lesson," said Billy, impatient.
" Please get those guns out of my faces," said Andre, advancing, " It makes me feel uncomfortable."
" I don't think so!" said Rebecca, " You're a sick, sadistic man! Experimenting on people, creating these abominations and playing God? I should put you out of your misery!"
Rebecca aimed for his head, and was about to pull the trigger; when Billy grabbed the gun out of her hands.
" Billy? What are you doing?" she asked.
Billy didn't answer. He dropped the gun and kicked it across the floor.
" He's simply listening to instructions," said Andre, " Go. Bide me time before I can purify the world."
Rebecca looked at Billy, and it wasn't Billy. His eyes were distant and cold as he put his gun against her temple.
" You! You're doing this, aren't you?" asked Rebecca, angrily.
" I'm not a telepath for nothing," said Andre, " My creations aren't only what I control. I could control you all if I wanted to, but it would drain too much energy. Besides, what's the point? It's not sporting at all if I made you kill each other off."
And he exited, quickly.
Fear gripped Rebecca's whole body. She knew she couldn't match Billy's strength and wrestle the gun out of his hand before getting lead in her brain, so that was out. Is this it…? Thought Rebecca, eyes widening.
" Please don't do this, Billy," said Rebecca, fear welling up, " Please. You can fight it. I know you can."
Billy's gun didn't move from her temple.
"Becca….?" he asked, snapping out of it.
He fell backwards, and Rebecca knelt down beside him.
" Billy? Billy!" she said, trying not to panic, " Billy, wake up! Please…?"
Rebecca checked his pulse, and it was normal. He's fine, she thought, Fine! Then why won't he wake up?
" Your pulse is fine, so wake up!" said Rebecca, in panic mode, " You can't be dead! But what if you are….What will I do..?"
" I don't know," said Billy, " What will you do?"
" Billy!"
She embraced him, happily.
" Uh, what's going on?" asked Billy.
" Huh?"
" I just remember that Andre was here and he was talking…"
" You really don't remember?"
" Nope."
" You really don't wanna know."
" Come on. Tell me."
"…He used some mind control thing on you and your gun was pointed at my head; and he escaped."
" What? Are you okay? I'm sorry-"
" I'm okay, it wasn't your fault."
Billy finally stood up, and Rebecca traveled across the room to get her gun.
" We should really go after Andre," said Rebecca.
" Too late for that," he replied, " He's probably long gone now, anyway. We should take a look around here."
Billy walked over to the computer screens, each showing a separate part of the fortress that is the Umbrella lab.
On one screen, Rebecca saw a coliseum of sorts with Chris trying to wake an unconscious Jill. At least, she looked unconscious.
How'd they get there? I hope their alright…thought Rebecca.
Rebecca's eyes traveled from the computer screens to the control panel. The buttons all looked foreign to her, but one particular button caught her attention. It said, 'safety-deactivation switch.'
" Billy, look!" said Rebecca, pointing at her discovery.
" Now that's what I'm talking about," said Billy, smiling, " Press it."
Rebecca obliged, and an announcement came over the loudspeaker, "3rd security switch deactivated, Switching to automatic voice sequence-"
Andre's voice suddenly buzzed on the loudspeaker.
"- Congratulations, ex- S.T.A.R.S members, ex-convict, and U.S agents; you just went through all that trouble for nothing. The switches you all just went to all that trouble to get was a game. I simply wanted to see how well you'll all do against my creations. You can't stop me. No one can stop the purification of the world!"
Rebecca and Billy's happy mood was shot down. Dead.
Jill
Jill awoke with a start. She was in a seat, one similar to those at baseball stadiums. She blinked, and looked around. Jill was in the stands of a coliseum, looked almost like the exact replica of the Roman coliseum.
Her wrists burned with intense pain, and she rubbed them to ease the stinging.
" Jill! You're awake!" said Chris, relived.
" Chris…what happened?" asked Jill.
" Wesker," said Chris, darkly, " He brought us here."
" And where's here, exactly? And him?"
Chris pointed to the ring, where a man was lying; face down.
" Now let's find a way out of here," he said.
" But is he really dead?" asked Jill, " Every time we thought he was dead, he was still alive."
Chris looked down at him.
" Heh. Looks dead to me."
Jill and Chris made their way back to the ring, Chris clutching his ribs.
Poor Chris, thought Jill, At least Wesker's dead, that sadistic, evil -
The 2 some kept walking until they realized they had been walking in circles. There seemed no way out. The coliseum kept going round and round in circles. Heck, who knows if we're even still in the Lab, we could have been knocked out for days….she thought .
" Oh, and Jill?" said Chris.
" Yeah?"
" The whole switch thing was a set-up."
" Wait, what?"
" Andre was playing with us all along, he wanted to see how well we'd do against his creations."
" Then what do we do now? We can't blow this place up now! Are we too late?" asked Jill, feeling sick.
Chris shrugged and leaned against the wall. They were on the very top of the stands now, and Wesker didn't move; like Jill expected him too. Because he was dead.
A bing noise was heard, and the black wall opened. Except it wasn't a black wall. It was an elevator, cleverly disguised as a wall.
" An elevator," said Jill, stating the obvious.
Without a word, they entered the elevator, unsure of their destination.
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