Weskers Second Betrayal

Chapter 10

The self-destruct sequence has been activated. This sequence cannot be aborted. All personnel proceed to the bottom platform. Repeat, the self-destruct sequence has been activated. All personnel evacuate immediately….

Ben set bolt upright as he woke from his nightmare, cold sweat running down his forehead. He looked around, and found himself lying on the floor of the watch tower.

"What was that all about?" He thought. "Did I collapse?" As he rose back to his feet, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his left shoulder. He got up and groaned, looking at the source of the pain. He had dislocated his shoulder.

"Must've done it when I fell…" He thought quickly as he raised his right hand to the dislocated bone, and snapped it painfully back into its socket. He gritted his teeth as he squeezed the joint, a wave of nausea passing over him. He shut his eyes and drew in a deep breath, holding it in his lungs as he tried to overcome the ball of bile that had welled up in his throat.

"What is happening to me?" He thought painfully as he swallowed the bile in his throat. He blew out the saturated air from his lungs slowly and slumped quietly against the railings behind him, his hand instinctively dropping to his gun.

"That rules out attack," He questioned with his mind, trying to figure out what had happened. He opened his eyes slowly and rubbed the back of his head weakly.

"Maybe I just need some food…" He finished as he got up slowly and walked over to the ladder and looked down.

"Why do I have an urge to jump down?" Ben thought quickly. Before he could reason with himself, he stepped forward and off the tower, the wind whipping refreshingly through his hair as he plummeted to the floor. As he landed, a cloud of dust swallowed him. Ben stopped moving and stood still, waiting for the air to clear. As it did he looked down, and saw that he had created two small craters, his feet partially buried in dirt. He stared down and blinked, shaking his feet free from the dirt and stepping forward.

"Is this the virus? Is this what it's doing to me?" Ben thought. He shook his head, sending the thought to the back of his mind as he walked forward towards the building in front of him. As he walked up to one of the doors that were littered across the walls, he lowered his hand to the door handle and stopped.

"Do I want to do this? What must everyone think of me?" Ben whispered to himself as he rested his hand on the handle, the metal growing warm under his grasp. He sighed softly and opened the door, stepping into the dimly lit corridor before him.

Leon drove his Land Rover down the highway, the wind flowing through his hair as Ashley rested her head against his shoulder. After he got Ashley back safely, the President had asked him to guard Ashley while he tried to keep her out of the public eye. Leon had, naturally, agreed having grown rather attached to her after all they had been through. He scratched the back of his head weakly as he pulled off of the road and started down a dark road.

"Nice and hidden, although this brings back some memories," Leon thought painfully. As he shifted gears, Ashley bumped against his arm and opened her eyes lazily.

"Are we there Leon?" She asked, her soft voice slowed down as she rubbed her eyes. Leon turned into the open car park in front of the outpost.

"Yeah. C'mon, let's get inside," He answered as he opened his door and picked up the two duffel bags that were sat on the back seat. As he did, his handgun slid out of one of the pockets and hit the floor with a dull clunk. Ashley looked down at the weapon and sighed.

"Still worried about me Leon?" She asked as she batted her eyelids at him. Leon smiled and shook his head.

"Ashley, I was ordered to protect you, and that's what I'm doing," Leon replied simply, closing the conversation as he walked around the vehicle and opened Ashley's door for her. She smiled and picked his gun up and stepped out of the car, her feet slightly numb beneath her. Leon waited for her to step away from the car before he shut the door behind her with his elbow.

"Thank you good sir," She replied and kissed him quickly on the cheek. Leon sighed as he shifted the bags under his grip.

"You never give up do you," Leon replied. Ashley smiled and pouted briefly.

"Nope," She replied simply. Leon shook his head and started towards the building, Ashley following him.

Wesker stared at the screen before him, his fiery red eyes scanning the writing.

"So they're keeping Lauren not even 10 minutes from here. Clever." Wesker thought to himself as he leaned back in his seat casually. As he did, the shortwave radio in his pocket beeped, the mechanical noise carrying slightly in the empty area around him. He lifted the device to his ear and pressed the receive button.

"Wesker," He started simply.

"I have obtained the sample as ordered," A female voice replied, the dull sound of a helicopter engine in the background beating through the air.

"Excellent work, Ada," Wesker replied, his voice cloaking the joy that had flooded through his veins.

"Thank you sir," Ada replied, her voice filled with relief.

"And what of Krauser?" Wesker continued. Ada sighed.

"Leon interfered sir, Krauser let his past cloud his judgement and got himself killed," She replied.

"I see. What was Leon doing there?" Wesker continued, looking around the room he sat in, ensuring that no-one was listening to his conversation.

"He was sent in to extract the presidents' daughter, but Saddler injected him with the Las Plagas, as well as Ms. Graham, and got dragged in further than anticipated," Ada replied, her voice appearing distant as she talked about Leon.

"And what about your contact, Luis?" Wesker asked.

"Saddler got him before I could retrieve the sample from him sir," Ada finished, yawning as she did so.

"And Saddler is dead now, correct?" Wesker asked.

"Yes," Ada replied simply.

"Good work Ada. Get back to the rendezvous point, I'll meet you there soon. Wesker out," Wesker finished as he turned the radio off. He smiled and rose to his feet, sliding the radio back into his pocket.

"All I have to do now is tell Ben where Lauren is and I can get out of here whilst he whips up a storm," Wesker thought as he opened the door to his room and stepped out into the corridor.

Ben stepped down the corridor slowly, the soldiers stopping and staring at him. As he turned a corner quietly, he nearly walked into Wesker.

"Ben, just the person I was looking for. I've found out where Lauren and Steve are being kept." Bens face lit up as Wesker spoke to him. He drew in a deep breath and looked at him.

"Where" He asked simply.

"10 miles south of here, in an old abandoned lab. Security is pretty tight though…" Before Wesker could finish, Ben had ran past him, his footsteps echoing down the corridor. As he thundered away, Wesker smiled.

"Just as planned," He thought happily as he turned and headed for the car park. Ben hurtled down the corridors, his blood filled with adrenaline as he burst into the armoury. He stopped and looked around, his breath coming in short, sharp breaths as he picked up a duffel bag from near the door and pulled it open.

"Hang on Lauren, I'm coming…" Ben said to himself firmly.

Chris stepped into the conference room, Jill close behind him. She stepped in and shut the door behind her.

"So Leon's finally here then?" She asked. Chris nodded.

"Yeah, he got here about five minutes ago, along with Ashley Graham," He replied as he pulled a chair out and slumped into it.

"The Presidents daughter?" Jill questioned.

"Yeah, his new job is to look after her. Not bad pay either apparently," Chris continued as he lent back, crossing his arms across his chest. Jill smiled.

"Are Claire and everyone coming over then?" Jill asked as she walked over and sat next to Chris, propping herself on the edge of the table.

"Yeah, they'll be here pretty soon, their flight landed about 25 minutes ago so," Chris replied happily.

"How long has it been since you last saw Claire and Barry then?" Jill asked as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"About six months now. They're bringing some friends as well, ones that I haven't yet meant, but apparently helped them out in the past so," Chris finished. As he did, the door opened, and Leon stumbled in, two bulging duffel bags clenched in his hands. Chris smiled.

"Leon, how you been?" He asked as he walked over and helped Leon with his bags.

"Oh, don't get started!" Leon replied as he dropped the duffel bag he was carrying onto the floor. As he did, Ashley walked in behind him, Leon's gun still held in her hand. Jill turned and looked at her, her hand instinctively lowering to her gun.

"And this is?" Chris asked curiously as he watched the girl fiddle idly with the gun.

"Oh, this is Ashley Graham, the lady I've been assigned to protect," Leon replied as he turned and looked at Ashley.

"Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you," Chris said warmly as he held his hand out. Ashley looked at him and smiled.

"Indeed, you must be Mr. Redfield," Ashley replied as she shook the mans hand.

"That's right, how did you know?" Chris asked as he released the girls' hand.

"Oh, I've heard talk of you in the White House, you're a pretty hot conversation topic over there," Ashley continued as she passed the gun between her hands.

"Really?" Chris questioned. Jill laughed quietly. As Chris opened his mouth to speak again, a young man burst into the room, gasping for breath. Chris instantly stood up.

"What is it soldier?" He asked.

"It's Ben," The man started, still gasping for breath. "He's gone, and he's taken a massive weapons load with him." Jill stared at the man in disbelief.

"What?" She exclaimed. Before the man could reply, Chris had run over to the doors.

"Assemble the team," He shouted over his shoulder. "We follow Ben, he wouldn't storm off with a ton of weapons unless…"

"Unless he knows where Lauren is," Jill cut in quickly as she jumped off of the table. Chris nodded.

"I'm gonna tell Rebecca, I'll meet you in the armoury in five, got it?" Chris finished as he stepped out the door.

"You two had better come with us," Jill said to Leon and Ashley. Leon nodded.

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Leon replied as he held his hand out to Ashley. She looked at him and smiled.

"Don't think you can leave me here!" She exclaimed as she grabbed his arm. Leon sighed.

"Let's get going," Leon finished as he walked over to the door, Ashley clinging to his arm.

Ben tightened the riot armour around his chest, the back piece adorned with an angel surrounded by flames.

"I hope the virus kicks in when I need it," Ben whispered to himself as he lifted the duffel bag he had loaded with weapons onto his shoulder. He turned and walked out of the armoury, brushing against a soldier as he did so.

"Sorry," he muttered quickly before he broke into a run and burst out of the doors at the end of the corridor, his boots echoing slightly in the empty atmosphere. Ben tightened the bag straps and looked up.

"To war…" He whispered, and launched into a run.

A.N. Sorry its taken ages to write this chapter, I've been ridiculously busy, and I haven't had any reviews lately so I lost my drive for a while, but I'm back! The next chapter should be ready soon. Don't forget to R&R!

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