Weskers Second Betrayal
Chapter 4
Author note: I don't own Resident Evil. The only characters I own are Lauren and Ben. Enjoy!!
"Albert, I have something to tell you," Lauren started as she looked into Weskers eyes. He smiled at his wife as she stood in front of him, her every feature as beautiful as an angel.
"What is it honey?" Lauren took his hand in hers and smiled.
"I'm pregnant," She said simply. Albert didn't know what to say as a wave of mixed emotions washed over him. He threw his arms around her neck and held her tightly.
"That's great news!" He exclaimed. Lauren kissed him on the cheek and stepped backwards slightly, her face flushed. Wesker gazed at her baby blue eyes as she lowered her hands to her stomach.
"What are we going to call it?" She asked. Albert's mind strayed into thought, his heart racing.
"I suppose it depends on whether it's a boy or a girl,"
"How about we go to the hospital and find out," Lauren finished as she turned and picked up her coat from a hook on the wall. Albert smiled and walked to the front door, pulling a set of car keys out of his pocket as he walked.
"Let's go then," he said as he pulled the door open. As he did, he heard someone call his name.
"Wesker! Wake up!"
Weskers eyes leapt open, his mind still half asleep as he looked into a pair of bright green eyes.
"We're nearly there Wesker," Jill said calmly. He nodded and lowered his hand to the bag that sat at his feet. He reached in and pulled out his Glock 17 and a clip for it. As he slipped it into the bottom of the weapon, he looked around the helicopter they were all sat in, the rest of the team checking their equipment. Ben and Lauren were sat next to each other, each one holding a silver handgun in their hands. Ben looked at Lauren.
"If we take one gun each, we'll have a reminder of each other no matter how far apart we are," He started. Lauren smiled.
"Okay, but I get one of your handguns as well," She said. Ben laughed.
"Alright," He finished as he pulled a Glock 18 out of his bag and handed it to her. She smiled at him as he turned back to his bag and pulled a knife out and began to carve a word onto the side of each of the guns. Lauren watched him intently as he worked. Wesker blinked and pulled the slide on his gun back slowly, the mechanism slipping a bullet into the chamber of the weapon. He sighed slightly and looked back up, his gaze resting upon Chris and Jill, the two of them whispering to each other under their breath. Wesker had a funny feeling that the two of them were now an item after Jill's apology to him. Even he had to admit that they looked good together, like Ben and Lauren. He smiled at the thought of his daughter being happy, it was the only thing he wanted for her. Rebecca walked up to him and handed him a small first aid kit. Wesker smiled at her.
"Thanks," He said simply. Rebecca turned around and sat next to him.
"So how have you been captain?" She asked the man. Wesker cocked an eyebrow and looked at her.
"Fine," He replied bluntly, his mind refusing to discuss his past with the young girl.
"You don't want to talk about it, no?" she asked. Wesker stared at the girl, her brown eyes filled with curiosity. She smiled at him, and Wesker felt himself melt under her aura.
"It's just, I don't really want to remember what I've done." Rebecca looked into his eyes through his dark sunglasses, the red glow gently radiating outwards.
"Why do you always wear those sunglasses captain?"
"Oh, umm, there a good luck charm." Rebecca smiled.
"You always wear them, even if it isn't sunny."
"They were given to me by my late wife," Wesker said reluctantly, Rebecca's loving smile persuading him to talk to her. She lifted her hand and gently pulled the frames off of his nose. Wesker closed his eyes as the girl removed the glasses.
"Look at me Wesker," Rebecca asked.
"Look at me Albert."
Wesker snapped his eyes open, his mind recalling the line his wife had said to him when he'd proposed to her. Rebecca stared into his red orange eyes, her mind filled with confusion.
"What...?" She started. Wesker lowered his head.
"I was infected during the mansion incident. When I died in there, the virus brought me back," He explained. Rebecca was gob smacked.
"So you died in the mansion?" She questioned. Wesker nodded slowly as the girls gaze scanned him. She slowly lowered her hand to his shoulder gently.
"You, remind me of my wife," Wesker suddenly said as her skin touched his shoulder. Rebecca smiled at him warmly.
"Were a minute away you two," Chris piped up as the helicopter began to fly lower. Wesker nodded, silently angry with Chris for his bad timing. Ben stood up and blew the sides of his guns, where he had etched two words into the steel. Lauren stood up next to him and gazed at the words silently before she kissed him on the cheek. Chris and Jill rose to their feet at the same time, the two of them silent as they walked over to the cockpit. Wesker cursed silently as he rose to his feet. Rebecca slowly slipped past him, her bulletproof vest hung loosely over her arm. He watched her walk away and mentally slapped himself. He slipped his handgun into a holster attached to the side of his leg and walked over to his daughter.
"Are you ready Lauren?" Wesker asked. She nodded at him.
"Yes daddy. Ben will be with me so I'll be fine," She replied. Wesker turned to look at Ben.
"What's written on your guns?" He asked the boy. Ben lifted the guns and turned them on their sides.
"Rebecca and Lauren," He said as Wesker read the words. "They're everything I fight for." Wesker chuckled quietly.
"You just take good care of my daughter, alright?" The man told him sternly.
"I will," Ben finished. Chris turned around from the pilots seat and looked at them.
"Everyone get ready! We're about to land!" He shouted. As he finished his sentence, the helicopter bumped slightly as the rails hit the floor.
"Lets go!!" Jill called as she jumped off of the helicopter and ran behind an empty oil barrel. Chris followed her and rolled next to her. Wesker stepped off casually and walked into the shadow of a large bush.
"You three go!" The pilot shouted. The three of them nodded and stepped out of the vehicle and stood on the soft grass. Before them was a wall of soldiers, each one firing at the oil barrel that Chris and Jill were crouched behind, the gunfire rising into a thunderous roar as the helicopter flew away. Ben pointed his gun to where Wesker was stood.
"You two get over there!" He shouted. The two of them nodded and began to run to the cover of the bush. Wesker turned and saw the two of them nearing him. When they were about 5 feet from him, they slowed to a walk, and stopped. Wesker furrowed his eyebrows and threw the two of them a questioning look. Then Lauren screamed as the two of them slumped limply to the floor.
"LAUREN!!!!!" Ben shouted as she fell to the floor. He lifted his guns and pointed them at the wall of soldiers and squeezed the triggers, the slides on the guns kicking backwards as the empty bullet shells fell to the floor. Wesker ran to the two girls bodies and crouched down next to them. He looked up to Ben, who was still emptying the clips in his guns, his face contorted with rage as he repeatedly pulled the triggers.
"Ben, get over here now!" Wesker bellowed, his voice barely audible over the roar of gunfire. Ben lowered his weapons and ran over to the two fallen girls.
"Are they ok?" He asked, his voice filled with concern. Wesker looked at him with unknowing eyes. His jaw dropped as he stared down at the girls' motionless bodies. Wesker looked at him as his face contorted with rage.
"Ben, don't do anything stupid!" He shouted at him. The boy looked at him and ejected the clips from his weapons, the metal hitting the floor silently. He slipped one of the guns into a holster and reached into a pocket in his trousers and pulled out two clips. He barely blinked as he slammed one of the magazines into the base of the gun in his hand. Wesker shook his head as he watched the boy with a transfixed gaze.
"Wesker, are those two alright?" Chris shouted over the gunfight. Wesker tore his gaze away from the boy.
"I don't know," He started. "But I think Ben's about to do something stupid!" Chris turned and looked at the boy as he raised both his guns and whispered something under his breath, and ran forward. He raised his guns and looked at the soldiers that stood before him, and began to squeeze the triggers, the slides slamming back as each bullet fired forwards.
"What's he doing?" One of the soldiers questioned. Another shrugged before taking a bullet to the left shoulder and slumping to the floor.
"Shit, get a Tyrant out here!" The commander shouted from behind them as he ran forward and ducked behind a barrier that sat in front of him. The soldier nodded and ran backwards to the gates of the facility and hit an alarm switch, and several sirens that surrounded him burst into life. Wesker cursed under his breath as he heard the shrill blast of noise.
"Ben, get back here! They're releasing a Tyrant!" He bellowed. The boy simply ignored him and continued to empty the clips into the troops that stood before him. Even as the guns clicked empty, he was reaching into his pocket and pulling out fresh one and slipping them into the weapons. Not even the grinding sounds of the facilities main gates opening could break his rage-induced fury.
"Ben!!" Chris shouted over the increasing noise. Wesker stared at the boy as he continued to fire round after round into the terrain before him, the mounds of bullet cases at his feet continuing to grow ever larger. Then the Tyrant appeared. Its large, forbidding frame sulking slowly from it's protective capsule embedded in the wall, its body still dripping embryonic fluids. Ben stood rooted to the spot as the monster began to slowly sulk its way towards him. As he lowered his guns in resignation, the creature was hit with several heavy rounds, the munition punching its way through the pasty flesh of its torso.
"Move Ben!" Jill shouted as she unloaded a shotgun shell into the Tyrants torso, the heavy round tearing a hole in the unholy creatures gut. The boy still stood rooted to the spot, his head hung on his chest, eyes fixed firmly on the ground at his feet. Behind him, Lauren and Rebecca slowly rose to their feet in the cover of the bush Wesker was hiding behind. Lauren looked up and saw the Tyrant bearing down on Ben, each slow, deliberate step taking it closer to the boy.
"What's he doing?!" Lauren exclaimed.
"He thinks your dead," Wesker replied in an urgent tone as he reloaded his Glock. Lauren looked at him, and turned back as the Tyrant raised his claw and prepared to cut Ben down, his set eyes fixed on their target. He raised his claw slowly, oblivious to the bullets that were tearing through its body.
"BEN!!!!" Lauren screamed at the top of her voice, tears streaming down her cheeks as she shut her eyes tightly, refusing to watch the scene. Everyone stopped firing and looked away as the creature swung its claw down, its long, blade like fingers slicing mercilessly through the air towards the boys' head. Lauren broke down as she heard the claw thud into the ground, and Rebecca screamed her brothers' name.
The group slowly looked back up, their heads peering cautiously out from behind their cover to see if the Tyrant was walking back to them. Lauren looked out, he body wanting to see Ben one last time, but her mind refusing to accept what had happened. As they looked out, they saw the Tyrant, but there was no body at his feet, his claw splattered with nothing but mud.
"Where's Bens' body?" She questioned as she stepped out into the open, oblivious to the bullets that flew towards her. She turned her head from side to side, searching for a trace of the boy. As she searched, a sickening crack resonated in the open area and the Tyrant stumbled forward slightly. Lauren looked up and saw Ben land next to the Tyrant, his eyes almost ablaze with rage.
"Ben!" She exclaimed. The boy looked up and smiled before he turned and punched the creature in its bloody gut, his fist tearing through the tight skin. He reached up and ripped his hand back out, a pulsating mass sat in his clenched fist. The Tyrant swayed slightly before it fell to the floor blindly. Ben threw the mass of flesh to the floor and looked up at the last two soldiers that stood near the base entrance.
"Run inside!" The leader shouted to the man sat near him. The man nodded and the two of them ran through a door and disappeared from view. As they left his field of view, Ben turned and looked at the others as they walked over to him.