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Leon continually paced back and forth as minute by minute rolled by. Both Jill and Sherry sat on the cold cement floor with their backs to the wall. Kevin, on the other hand, laid on the ground in a state of unconsciousness. He had been infected for a couple of hours now, making it impossible for an anti-virus to have any affect. Jill had only been infected for an hour, and she was beginning to get worst by the minute.

Jill pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She knew she would have to get her hands on an anti-virus before it was too late. She dreaded the thought of becoming one of the undead. She'd be another one of umbrella's lab rats gone wild. She didn't want that. She'd rather kill herself before falling victim to umbrella.

After the past incidents, she thought it would all be over, that she would live her life without worrying. Without the fear. The paranoia. But once again, she was wrong. Now, she was stuck in the middle of this madness, praying that somehow Chris would find them before the virus took over her.

Jill's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door being unlocked. Leon stopped pacing and turn to the door, wondering who was on the other side. Sherry lifted herself off of the floor and ran by Leon's side, afraid that it was Steve. She didn't want to see his face. He had become so much like Wesker.

After a few seconds, the door finally swung open and Wesker walked into the room, his eyes fixed on Leon. He had a gun in one hand and some rope in the other. Sherry hid behind Leon as she caught sight of the man she dreaded so much making his way toward them. Behind him Steve walked in, with a stack of three wooden chairs in hand. Both Leon and Sherry took a few steps back as Wesker came closer.

As Wesker reached them, he grabbed a hold of Leon's shirt and pulled him close, bringing his gun up to the bottom of Leon's chin.

"I want you to get one thing through that thick skull of yours," Wesker began. "You are going to do everything I say or the girl is going to watch you die."

Leon stared into his deep, dark eyes. He despised Wesker. He wanted to watch him die. Wesker had caused so much pain and suffering in the past and thats what pissed him off the most.

"Go to hell Wesker," Leon spat.

Wesker, annoyed by Leon's words, suddenly swung his knee up, driving it deep into Leon's stomach.

"No! Stop it! Leave him alone!" Sherry yelled.

The impact sent the air rushing out of his lungs. As he dropped to his knees, he struggled to suck in fresh air.

"Wrong answer Kennedy," Wesker declared.

Wesker grabbed one of the chairs that Steve had carried in and angrily placed it beside Leon.

"Tie her up," Wesker demanded, as he threw the rope he had been holding in front of Leon.

Leon stared at the rope in front of him. He didn't want to do it. He couldn't do it. She was so scared. He could see it in her eyes. Sherry didn't deserve this.

Wesker grabbed Sherry by the arm and roughly sat her down on the chair, immediately bringing his gun up to her forehead. Sherry shut her eyes tightly as she felt the metal on her forehead. A wave of panic came over her and her whole body began to tremble.

"Do it Kennedy!" Wesker yelled. "Do it or I'll pull the trigger!"

Wesker lifted his thumb up, pulling the small lever on top of his gun. Sherry's heart skipped a beat when she heard the click of the gun chamber. She held her eyes shut so tightly that they were beginning to ache.

Without a word, Leon grabbed the rope in front of him. He knew he would regret doing it. He didn't want to, but he had no choice. He pulled the rope around Sherry's waist and brung it to the back of the chair, as he began to tie his first knot.

"Why are you doing this Wesker!" Jill shouted, surprising Wesker with her sudden outburst.

He turned to her, finally realizing how pale she was. Deep down he was proud. He finally had one of the S.T.A.R.S members right where he wanted her. Once he had both Redfield's, he knew he'd be invincible.

"You out of all people should know the reason for all this," he began. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep our research from being exposed. Even if it means killing you and all your friends."

Jill knew this wasn't good. Wesker was planning something and she was afraid to find out what it was. She prayed that Chris was on his way to them at that very minute.

Steve grabbed another chair and made his way over to Jill, setting it down next to her as he got there. He bent down and grabbed her by the arm, roughly lifting her up off the ground.

"Get off of me!" she angrily shouted, as she tried to pull away from Steve's tight grip. "Get the hell off of me!"

Leon brung his gaze over to Jill. "Why was she freaking out," Leon thought. He knew she would have to calm down soon before she pissed Wesker off.

Jill was amazed by the strength he possessed. She pulled and struggled but he still managed to keep his tight grip.

Steve began to get annoyed. He felt the blood boiling under his skin. He wanted to kill her. He wanted to reach for her neck and snap it, but he knew Wesker didn't want her dead just yet. He wanted the virus to eat away at her. He wanted her to suffer.

Still annoyed, Steve grabbed her other arm, and roughly shoved her against the wall, instanting knocking her out cold.

Leon stared at Steve in amazement. The way Jill's body hit the cemented wall was horrifying. His strength was incredible.

Steve sat Jill down on the wooden chair, her hands falling down by her sides. Her head fell back as her body stayed limp.

Leon lifted himself off of the ground, his stomach still aching. Wesker pulled his gun away from Sherry's forehead, quickly pointing it at Leon.

"Your friend could get you killed Leon," Wesker declared. "Not that I wouldn't enjoy killing you right now."

Sherry gazed at the gun in Wesker's hand. She hoped that he didn't shoot Leon. She prayed that they would all get out of this alive.

"The Redfields are going to rip your face apart when find you," he warned.

"I'll take my chances," Wesker declared, as he suddenly smacked Leon on the back of the head with his gun.

Leon's body hit the floor hard as everything went dark. The last thing he heard was Sherry's screams echoing loudly in his ears.