Weskers Second Betrayal
Chapter 5
Lauren stood and stared at Ben, her eyes wide, her muddy cheeks stained with tears.
"Why?" She asked simply. Ben turned and looked at her, his fiery red gaze piercing her baby blue eyes.
"I, I thought you were dead…" He whispered as he lowered his head and stared at the floor.
"Your eyes…" Rebecca started as she gazed at her brother. Wesker looked at her, before he stepped in front of Ben and looked at him.
"Ben, look at me," He ordered as he slid his Glock back into the holster on his leg. Ben drew in a deep breath and blew it out sharply as he locked eyes with Wesker, the colour visibly draining from the mans face.
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How?" He asked, countless possibilities running through his mind. Then it struck him. He turned and lowered his hand to his knife sheath and couldn't find the syringe.
"I, I thought that if I was as strong as you, I could help…" Ben managed as he as he stared at Wesker.
"So you took the blood sample out of my belt? What were you thinking?!" Wesker exclaimed.
"I wasn't thinking! I was more worried about Lauren than myself!! I, I felt so… Useless. I couldn't protect her, I just didn't have the power that you have," Ben replied as a tear fell from his cheek and onto the muddy floor. He looked back to Lauren, and felt his rage slip away as he gazed upon her face.
"Your…eyes…" She stuttered weakly. Ben looked back to Wesker, who watched the fiery red glow weaken and disappear as the emerald green colour re-emerged.
"What the…" Wesker whispered. Ben looked at Wesker, the confusion visible in his burning eyes.
"What's the matter?" Ben asked. Lauren shrugged her shoulders, her eyes still fixed on Ben.
"Your eyes, they just changed colour. A minute ago they were red, just like Dads, but now they're green again."
"So what does that mean?" Ben replied.
"I don't know, I've never encountered this kind of reaction to a viral infection before," Wesker finished.
"Umm, I understand how important this is, but I don't feel safe stood in the open like this," Chris cut in as he looked around nervously.
"Yeah, we'd better get moving while we can," Jill continued as she loaded her shotgun. Wesker looked at the two of them and slid his sunglasses back on.
"Alright, let's move. We'll figure this new, 'Problem' out later," He said simply as he turned and walked towards the open gates. Ben nodded and followed him, picking his handguns up off of the floor, his bloody hands wrapping around the cold, muddy handles. Chris looked at Jill, Rebecca and Lauren and shrugged quickly before he followed them in.
"Rebecca, can I ask you something?" Lauren asked, her voice breaking slightly as she spoke.
"Sure," she replied quickly as she holstered her beretta and tightened her bandana. Chris looked at the two of them briefly and gave them a quick smile before he jogged after Ben and Wesker, Jill following behind him.
"Becky I, uhh, I'm sorry," Lauren stuttered.
"What for?" Rebecca replied, her voice filled with confusion.
"I caused this," Lauren started. "I'm the reason Ben's infected, I'm the reason he nearly died and I'm the reason…"
"The reason for what?" Rebecca pushed as Lauren trailed off.
"I'm the reason you have no family," She finished, her shoulders slumping as she hung her head and stared at the floor, tears falling from her eyes.