Resident Evil: The Final Chapter

Chapter 27: The Final Chapter

A/N: After some speculation, I've decided, I've decided that this is the end of this story. So therefore I want to thank everyone who has reviewed to this story sometime during its process, and of course a huge thank you to those who've stuck with this story thus far. It's because of you guys that this has been so successful. Please review to this last entry to this story. Of course, though, I will create an epilogue, so make sure you stick around for that. (MAKE SURE YOU READ IT!)

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They sensed that their host was dieing. So they went hard to work. They rebuilt and reconstructed their host. They replaced limbs that were no longer there. They assembled new skin where their hosts had none. They closed wounds, mended bones, and they granted their host the power it needed to carry on. Soon their host was at its feet. Although it resembled nothing like what it had once been, it was still alive and in return they were too.

They fed their host information. Information that was vital to their existence. Then they granted him more power so that they could live. Soon their host could see with something other then its eyes, but could see the ones plotting to destroy them-and so their host took them to their attackers. Their host moved at incredible speed, and soon they could smell their attackers.

He was a corrupted soul that deserved no better then what he was getting now. His own greed, and the greed of Umbrella led him to faking the kidnapping of his own beautiful daughter. Now that he looked back at it-although he wasn't her biological father-he was saddened by it all, and felt utmost regret. He knew that she returned safely, he'd received a call that told him Leon Kennedy had saved her.

But that was not the plan. Leon S. Kennedy was supposed to die. Umbrella thought that'd be a easy way to get rid of him, seeing as how he was part of the group that despised them so. But things were so mixed up he hardly knew what was going on. There was talk of another group trying to interfere with everything. Umbrella feared this group because the leader was (supposedly) super-human, and had a handful of henchmen that were rumored to also be 'super-human'. It was a scary thought, but one that did not actually seem impossible when Umbrella was somehow involved.

But above all else, he actually missed Ashley. He missed Ashley Graham's smile, her beautiful smile, her voice, and her laugh. As far as he knew, she couldbe dead. An airplane was supposed to land in D.C., and she was on that plane with Mr. Kennedy. But he'd fled D.C., totally disappearing because he couldn't stand to actually speak to her. He would have broken down; regret would have flooded his entire being.

Ashley was a very attractive girl, just like her mother. Her silky blonde hair, brilliant eyes, and unblemished skin made her one of the most attractive teenagers he'd ever seen. Now that might sound weird, but he wasn't sexually attracted to her. He just knew true beauty when he saw it. Her mother died when she was six. It was hard on the little girl; especially when she saw the pictures of her mothers obliterated Cadillac.

Something screamed outside. It was definitely something. Whatever was waiting outside the building a floor beneath him, wanted in more then he wanted to just lay down and die-

Then there was a loud boom, and a crash. It sounded as if the building had been breached by whatever it was that wanted to get to him. Absently, he thought that maybe this wouldn't be so bad. At least he would die, at least he would escape the reality of the wicked things he'd done.

He was not a religious man, he'd never even gone to church once, but when that creature exploded through the door he started praying. He was on his knees now, fully at the mercy of the nightmarish creature that stood before him. His hands were clasped together in prayer. He squeezed his eyes close, his jaw was tight, he was bracing for his death.

Crunch.

He opened an eye, and saw that the creature had crushed some wooden object under its weight. The creature was…indescribable. If one would pull creatures out of every child's nightmares, and combine all of them, this thing would be it. The monster opened its jaws, revealing rows of sharp teeth. In that moment, he thought he'd seen the Devil smirking behind the creature.

Maybe this was his fitting death. If this would be his reconcile, then so be it. Soon, maybe God-if there was a God-would claim his soul although he didn't believe strongly. But then again…was Lucifer telling William to follow him?

"No!" He screamed, and the image disappeared. It wasn't real. He hadn't slept in days, hadn't eaten or drunken anything either. Then the creature lunged forward.

Then there was nothing.

Leon S. Kennedy simply could not believe she was dead. The first time she had died, it had been like a ice-cold hand was clutching his heart. He loved her then, and when she died-when the Birkin monster killed her-he felt like he could curl up and die. But now, now that she really was dead and there was no insane scientists to bring her back, the pain wasn't that bad.

Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he didn't exactly love the woman. Sure she was plenty attractive, but a nice body and pretty face didn't quite qualify as love. Or maybe it was because this was the second time around. He wasn't quite sure, but knew that they had to move quickly. The world's fate was at stake now…in the palm of their hands.

The underground facility hadn't been very hard to find. With the sun cracking, they could easily see the very small building in the middle of nowhere from the helicopter. Once they landed and hauled their asses over to the building, they discovered that it was password accessible only. The paper that Spate had given him had a list of five codes. After punching in two of them, the doors opened and they all huddled into the small building.

It had been about the size of a large living room, and it was completely bare. The only thing inside was a hatch positioned in the middle of the room. It was locked by a password too. After unlocking it, it took the strength of himself, Barry, and Steve to lift the hatch. Bright lights had immediately flickered to life, lighting up the narrow hole that the hatch had opened up to. Mounted on one side of the hole, that he doubted anyone bigger then Barry or Billy could fit through, was a metal ladder that led about twenty feet down the opening. The entire way was lit up brightly by lights that were positioned directly across from the ladder, at very close intervals.

The ladder led to a narrow corridor, a corridor that stopped about five meters away from the ladder because two metal elevator doors were there. They took the elevator, and it took them about down into the ground. There was another door, one that was password locked also. That door led into another room where there were computer terminals placed around its perimeter. The room favored metal and hard plastics, seeing as how that's what mostly everything was made of, and then there was a huge window positioned across from the door. Moving closer to the window, he could see a large missile.

Pushing away from the window Leon turned to see the others were gazing at the computer terminals, besides Barry and Chris because Barry was helping Chris actually stand. It was a hellacious feat trying to get him down that ladder…

"I think these are the controls." Jill was standing by one of the many sets of controls. "This one has a button labeled launch."

Leon approached the controls, and a quick scan of them made him almost one hundred percent sure these were what they were looking for. "Alright, let's all hope for the best."

After the Raccoon City incident, he joined Claire and a few of her friends that were here now on their quest to shut Umbrella down. A few months passed and he managed to get into a lesser-known branch of the CIA. The training he received there allowed him to further his abilities in technology and allowed him to be more sufficient in battle. The sole reason why he even bothered with that: so he could take Umbrella down.

A few moments passed and soon enough he was in the computer with the help of the passwords Spate had given him. Just as he set a few things, the launch button lit up and there was a loud crash behind him.

Spinning, he saw the source of the loud crash. The metal sliding door was lying on the ground, and in the doorway was…Wesker? It couldn't have been Wesker, unless the man was a patchwork doll, of course. But the creature standing there had a few pieces of blonde hair sticking out of its charred, brown flesh. It's entire body was covered in nasty blisters, its skin was wrinkled and a brownish-black color. One eye was missing, and in some places there was skin missing. But one could distinguish two different skin tones on it, one was old and charred, the other was new and flawless.

The creatures right arm was longer then the left, almost touching the ground. It had no fingers though on the long arm, while the left had two missing fingers and long fingernails. Its chest, and left leg seemed to be covered in fleshy tumors or something. All in all, this could very well be the incarnation of the Elephant Man.

The creature opened its mouth, and…spoke. It spoke oddly, it's voice cracking many times, and the volume of it jumping and falling repeatedly. "You…DID nOT kill ME!" And then it was charging at him. Leon had been the one to finish him off, and now this Wesker-Creature wanted to repay the favor.

The gap between them was small, very small, and Wesker would be practically on top of him within seconds. He looked for an alternative, and for some reason, through his experiences something told him that bullets would do jackshit to it. The creature extended its arms- and Leon jumped to his right just before Wesker could grab him. He felt the air move as Wesker charged over the spot Leon had been at just second ago-and then glass was shattering.

Glass exploded and it rained down on him as the Wesker-Creature hurled itself through the window. Simultaneously Leon hit the ground hard, but recuperated as quickly as possible and crawled to his feet. "Get out of here, now!" He yelled as he looked over the controls, and out into the missile silo. On the very tip of the projectile, Wesker was sprawled out on it.

There were running footsteps behind him and so he punched the LAUNCH button and ran. The building rumbled, he ran, the building rumbled more, he ran faster. He saw the others up ahead; Claire was punching the UP button on the elevator repeatedly. Then a blast of heat exploded into the room, then he saw fire burst out of the computer room that they just left. The elevator doors opened and they all scrambled inside.

The flames were coming, speeding toward them. The heat became greater, great enough to singe the hairs on his arms. The doors started to close slowly, the roaring flames cam closer- and then the doors shut and the elevator was moving. The roar became greater, then died, and he was pretty sure they'd just narrowly escaped death.

Then the cheering came, and everyone was hugging each other. Ashley Graham, the attractive teenager that for some reason he wouldn't keep his mind off of, jumped into his arms. He hugged her tight and they kissed, the moment felt so joyous, so perfect. Their lips separated and he looked around, saw that many others had did the same. He snickered slightly, seeing as how Barry was the only one who wasn't kissing anyone.

"Get your ass over here Barry!" Chris screamed, just after taking his lips off of Jill's. "Gimme' a hug!" And Chris and Barry hugged each other, Jill joining the two. They were like…the Fantastic Four, just minus one.

A bit of pain hit him in his heart, and he thought of Ada Wong. Too bad they couldn't have been together…He felt his eyes welling up with tears and he wiped at them.

"None of this would've been possible without Ada." He announced, and everyone turned to look at him. "So let's just give her a big hoorah, what do you guys say?" And the entire elevator burst into a victorious scream. Then the pain went away because he knew her death wasn't in vain.

Thank you, Ada.

Their host could not move, and they felt its torment as searing heat engulfed it. They could feel that their altitude was rising, but they wanted to live so badly. They were so evolved now, they were the ultimate T-Virus, the ultimate evolution that now could not be! Then suddenly they hoped no more for life, because they were blown out of existence, along with their host.

The missile exploded, and ultimately an immense amount of T-Virus antibodies were unleashed into the air. Somewhere, some 100 miles off, another missile exploded, and more antibodies were released. The missiles were set to explode at a lower altitude then the T-Virus missiles so that the T-Virus would fall right into the antibodies and be destroyed.

The antibodies would eventually fall to the earth, and on contact with something infected with the virus, that organism would have its life robbed from it.

A/N: It's weird isn't it, how the finale turns out to be the shortest chapter? Lol. Sorry if that disappointed you. But, hey, there wasn't much else to write so I just ended it there.

And of course, that is it. Epilogue's up to, and I done said this before but, MAKE SURE YOU READ THE EPILOGUE! There's going to be a surprise at the end of it, so READ IT!…please!

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