(Sorry for the long wait, everyone, I've been really busy. I hope you guys are still reading . this chapter gets a little weirdish...)

But it wasn't Claire who yelled out in pain. It was Wesker. "AGH!" he yelled in pain as he gripped his shoulder, blood pouring down from the massive wound. How the hell could that happen! Who in their right mind would shoot him! Albert Wesker! The thought enraged him as much as the actual gunshot did. He did NOT, and Chris knew it, tolerate losing!

Everyone looked towards the door, as shocked as Wesker was. A man stood there, a magnum aimed at Wesker's shoulder, but soon changed target and aimed at his head. His short, light brown hair hung in his face slightly, but not enough to be considered actual bangs. His blue eyes were fixed on the wounded man, a deep frown on his face. He wore a blue uniform that seemed a bit worn and tattered.

"Leon!" Chris exclaimed in relief and surprise. Claire had been saved. How the hell he found them, and how he got there just in time, was beyond him. But hell, he wasn't complaining! Maybe Wesker would get what he deserved, finally. After having caused the deaths of almost the entire STARS team, Wesker needed to be punished. The only thing Chris regreted slightly was that it wasn't him who was dishing out Wesker's punishment.

"Back off, Wesker..." the savior, known as Leon, ordered lowly. He was aware that if he had gotten there even a half a second late, Claire would have died. But now wasn't the time to rejoice, or think about it. Claire was still in danger. He was too busy focusing on keeping Wesker from trying anything, that he failed to see the group of scientists pull their guns out, aiming them at him, until it was too late. 'Shit.'

Claire watched the scene unfold, looking to her rescuer. He looked very familiar... It seemed that everyone knew who she was, except herself. That nagged at her severely. But she had to do something to return the favor. She looked around, seeing Wesker's gun on the ground, then looking to the cylinder that Chris was in. It was almost as if something turned on in her mind. She suddenly knew what to do. She lunged forward, rolling and grabbing the gun as she did, aiming at the cylinder. She fired five shots in five different spots of the cylinder, making sure she didn't hit the helpless man inside. The shots shattered the glass in the places it hit, the liquid pouring out from the holes. But the impact had caused the glass around the holes that were made, cracks spreading out from the small holes until the entire thing shattered, the liquid gushing out of the cylinder. She ducked down and covered herself so she could breathe as the cold fluid rushed throughout the entire lab, knocking the scientists, and even Wesker, down.

Leon had jumped on a table as soon as he had seen the glass starting to shatter, watching everyone else in the room get soaked and knocked down from whatever the hell was inside of it. But something that Claire hadn't expected happened. The computers and circutry of the room got doused with the substance, causing them to short circut. Half of the scientists recovered and ran out of the room, closing the door. Just in time too. Both Leon and Chris watched in horror as sparks flew from the computers, electricity surging across the conductable water-liquid.

"NO! CLAIRE!" was all the girl heard before she felt as though millions of volts shot through her entire body. Everything went blank. Her mind went almost dead as she heard voices yelling in pain... two belonging to Wesker and herself. But just as she thought she was losing everything, everything rushed back to her, even the memories she lost. Then it occured to her, the old saying: people see their entire lives flash before their eyes when they're about to die. This must be hers.

"She won't talk to anyone... She hasn't since our parents died... I'm the only one she'll talk to... but you can try... no promises though..."

It was Chris' voice... from back when we were younger. Our parents had died, almost mysteriously, and I completely stopped talking to everyone. Chris managed to get me to open back up, but it was only to him that I would talk to. Something inside of me told me that someone was covering up what really happened, but I couldn't do anything. I didn't trust anyone anymore, and everywhere I looked, I saw people who wanted to hurt us, even though they didn't. Over the years, though, Chris managed to get me to open back up. He raised me, almost. I love him to death, and I wouldn't want anything to happen to him...

Claire wasn't sure how long her mind had gone almost blank. But it couldn't have been long. She could still hear the electricity going, paralyzing her. She couldn't feel it anymore... she couldn't feel anything. She could hear Leon and Chris yelling. That's right... She and Chris came here to destroy the place. It was Umbrella's. At least, they thought it was. But with Wesker's presence, she knew it wasn't Umbrella. She felt her mind blacking out again, but this time, not going as far back as before.

"So... do you have a boyfriend who's ass I gotta kick?"

Chris asked me that question one time I visited him at the massive Raccoon Police Department building, where the STARS had called their 'base'. We were sitting outside of the building, eating lunch on the steps. I was in college at least a month by then, and Chris was rambling on about needing to ward off the 'College boys'. Sounds like something a big brother would say, right? He would do anything to protect me, and I would do the same. Which was what brought me to Raccoon City in the first place, at least three months ago.

Claire was once again back to reality, not hearing the surging electricity that had racked through her body. It seemed in the time she was out that particular time, Leon had some how managed to find the circut breaker (without getting electrocuted) and turn the power off. She could hear Leon and Chris saying something about the scientists being fried, and that Wesker didn't even seem to be breathing anymore. She sighed in relief. She wasn't sure how the hell she survived it, but she did. And she was thankful. She felt herself get picked up, but it was roughly. Chris and Leon were yelling some things.

"No... no... he's dead..." Leon could hear Chris mutter as they both watched, in shock, Wesker get to his feet, and grab Claire, pulling her to her feet and holding onto her, a gun to her head. He wasn't sure why exactly Chris was so surprised at Wesker still being alive, considering all of the other times he heard Wesker had mysteriously come back from the dead. But he guessed that seeing Wesker actually getting up after a fatal incident was more of a shock. But now, this unkillable freak had Claire!

Wesker laughed darkly, increasing his grip on the half paralyzed Redfield, holding his gun against the side of her head. He was wondering how she survived the electrocution, but it didn't matter. He at least held the life of a Redfield in his grasp once more. But what was he going to do with her? She didn't remember anything, but she knew he wanted to kill her. Though, the water trick was impressive. He had heard about her use of her mind and lack of resources to get herself out of things. Like back at the first facility she ever broke into. She first outran guards, then a helicopter, then used her smarts to fire at a few flamable tanks behind guards and blow them up. The only way she got caught was because her gun was empty.

Chris just stood there with a gun aimed at Wesker. Leon had given him it. He couldn't believe that Wesker was still standing... still alive! Then again, he was surprised that Claire survived too, but relieved. And now, Wesker had her. He had a gun to her head. For once, he had absolutely no clue what to do. If he fired, even with his good aim, Claire could get killed, by his own bullet, or by Wesker's.

"I'd suggest you lower your weapons... Or little Miss Redfield here will gain a hole to her head that I know she won't survive with," He warned, frowning deeply. Inside, though, he was grinning darkly. This would turn out great. Chris would have to make a decision, to try to save his sister, or let him get away with her. Either way, it would be his decision, and his fault if something bad happened to her. "Heh, doesn't this look a bit familiar? Back in the Antartic Base. But you see... it's different, though. Last time, it ended up in a fight between you and I, and you won. But this time... either you let me get away with her, or she dies. Simple as that!" he finally laughed.

Both Leon and Chris slowly lowered their weapons, looking to each other. They didn't know what to do. Any wrong move and Wesker could decide to kill her.