HCF Camp…
Well, it's that time again. Yea, you know the part I'm talking about, where the cameraman decides to take his life in his hands and ask the survivors what they think about each other. What gets me, is that despite being the seventh cameraman this show has employed, Cameraman H still doesn't know what happened to the other six. Either he hasn't had the time or inclination to ask or the producers have been lying to him. Knowing this show, I'd go for the latter explanation.
But I digress…
The first person good ole Cameraman H corners is Jill, who still looks rather ill.
"I don't feel so good…"
Cameraman H quickly retreats as Jill tosses her cookies in some nearby bushes. No one in camp really wants to know why or even how she got so sick, as long as she keeps said sickness to herself. While Jill is busy doing that our intrepid cameraman corners Billy.
"Oh there is no doubt who I plan on voting for." Billy grins in a very scary Wesker-like way. "I mean honestly, who the hell you think I'm gonna vote for, Jill? Hell no, I'm voting for the little beep that pulled a Mike Tyson on my ear!"
Billy then finished up his little Wesker inspired speech by slapping the cameraman for no apparent reason. I think Billy may have been exposed to a little too much of Wesker's evil presence. Cameraman H stares at Billy for a moment or two before indulging in his own brand of Wesker violence.
"I QUIT!"
Cameraman H then flips his camera around and bashes Billy in the head with it several times before stomping off. Billy just sort of lays on the ground bleeding and unconscious. Meanwhile the Producer is scrambling to locate a new cameraman…
Somewhere on the Island…
The screaming has stopped in the clearing. The area is in a shambles, trees are knocked down and blood covers the ground. Standing amid this carnage is Alexandra Wesker holding what is left of a large coconut and a very disheveled stick. The rest of the formally tree bound survivors stare at her like she's lost her mind, except Leon and Chris who are still beating the hell out of each other.
"What in the BEEP just happened?"
Claire looks at all the dead B.O.W., then turns her attention back to the bloody Alexandra. Yoko and Ada just shake their heads, looking shell shocked. Nicholai shrugs awkwardly, he's still hurting from that fall. Hunk is huddled behind Nicholai whimpering. Alyssa is shaking slightly and for once keeping her mouth shut. Birkin is so nervous he can't even take notes about this recent development. Annette is still unconscious.
"I got mad." Alexandra says coolly, removing her sunglasses. "Unfortunately I'm a lot like my dear big brother when I'm mad."
As soon as Alexandra lifts her head so the others can see her eyes, the entire assembly of formerly tree bound survivors let out a bloodcurdling scream. This seems to finally get Leon and Chris' attention, not to mention wake up Annette.
"What's all…the…" Leon trails off, staring at Alexandra. "Whoa, Chris um…there is something about your girlfriend you should know…"
Chris starts to tell Leon to shut the hell up, when he sees what Leon is talking about. Alexandra's cobalt blue eyes are gone, replaced by lovely yellow cat-like eyes. She grins, sending shivers up everyone's spin.
"Yea, I did sort of forget to mention that I was wearing colored contact lenses…my bad…"
There is an audible plop as each and every person present faints in a heap…including the two mice…
"I seem to get that reaction a lot…"
Alex sighs and prepares to wake up her fellow survivors when the sound of a chopper draws her attention…
! - IMPORTANT NEWS BREAK - !
"The incident in New York has escalated into a full courtroom riot…we go live to Christina Wesker in the field…"
"Thank you Margaret. It is now day two in the Harvard Vs. Umbrella Courtroom Blowout. Since our last report the estimated death toll now stands nine zombies and one tyrant. We are still not allowed into the courtroom and police have yet to formulate a plan of attack. An informant at the scene reports that Spencer has called in a U.B.C.S. unit to help his side. Vincent too has called in reinforcements, reportedly only asking for one man. We are…"
The camera swivels around as a tyrant comes flying out of one of the upper floor windows of the courthouse and splatters messily into the pavement. The tyrant is quickly followed by three zombies and some heavy gunfire.
"It seems reinforcements have arrived. Death Toll: 12 Zombies -- Two Tyrants…"
We now return you to the program already in progress…
Tribal Council Area…
The HCF tribe arrives at the tribal council area and uttered speechless by a very unusual surprise. Instead of Wesker and his usual evil grins and laughs, they find Alexandra. Though I think they are more surprised by the yellow eyes and black combat outfit, then actually finding her at the tribal council area. Alex grins, only a tad evilly, and motions for them to sit down.
"I'm sure all of you are more than slightly surprised by this development." Alex's tone is a tad bit colder than usual. "It seems that there is some kind of altercation between Umbrella and Harvard Chemical in New York. Apparently Wesker got called back to work and his HCF contract supercedes his Survivor Contract. So until he gets done doing whatever it is that he is doing, I will be your host."
The remaining five survivors look at one another, trying to decide whether this is an improvement or not. In the meantime Sanzo and Fluffy seem to have taking a liking to Alex and are begging her for treats. Finally Billy speaks up.
"Um Alex, why in the name of all that is sacred do you have yellow eyes?"
"Oh well…um…I'm afraid I can't divulge that information as it will ruin the plot of another story." Alex laughs nervously, then clears her throat. "Suffice to say I am just as powerful as Albert. Now then, Billy would you like to give up your immunity?"
"Oh hell no!"
"Didn't think so, but I had to ask. Well then, go vote."
Billy heads to the voting jar, writes out the same name eleven times, and holds up the card.
"Marcus I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone in this world. I actually hate you more now than I did during RE: Zero. I hope you die a horrible death someday that is both painful and messy."
Billy drops the card in the jar, heads back to his seat, and sits down. Alfred is up next. He writes out the same name four times and holds up the card.
"Brad you are scary."
He sniffled a bit, drops the card in the pot, and takes his seat. Brad is next. He writes out the same name five times and holds up the card.
"Alfred I have no clue what your damage is. I mean I really didn't want to do you any harm, but this whole paranoid thing is getting on my nerves. So could you just leave now before I am forced to act more manly than my character suggests by repeatedly beating the hell out of you?"
Brad smiles, drops the card in the pot, and takes his seat. Jill is next. She stumbles up to the pot, writes out the same name three times, and holds up the card.
"I want to go home…I don't feel good…"
She drops the card in the pot, bypasses her seat, and tosses her cookies in some nearby bushes. The entire viewing audience now believe that Jill might be pregnant and are trying to decide who the father is. Marcus is the last to vote. He writes out the same name five times and holds up the card.
"I wanted to vote for Billy, but he has immunity. Therefore I must vote for the little cross dressing fluff as he is starting to annoy me."
Marcus drops the card in the pot and takes his seat. Alex quickly collects the pot and counts out the votes as the cage with the jury comes into view. Our cage bound contestants do not look all that pleased, but they appear to have a rousing game of strip poker going on. From the looks of things, the girls are winning.
"Alright, with eleven votes…Marcus you have been deemed the biggest idiot this week. Please bring me your torch."
"Make me."
At this statement the other four survivors quickly scurry as far away from Marcus as possible. They aren't as stupid as they look you know. Alex sighs heavily and walks over to Marcus.
"Just because I happen to be a good guy and am a woman does not me I will not beat you like a red headed step child…no offense to the viewing audience intended…so why do you have to provoke me?"
Due to the graphic nature of the following scene I am afraid we will only be able to provide you with audio content…please think of happy thoughts while this audio is playing…
Jill: Oh my god…
Brad: Oh hell is an arm supposed to bend like that?
Marcus: AHHHHHH!
…smack…
Alex: That was mildly painful…
…CRAAAAACK…
Marcus: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Billy: Kick is BEEP!
Marcus: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Alex: Would you be so kind as to stop screaming in my ear?
Marcus: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
We now return you to the program…
Alex tossed what was left of Marcus into the cage, splattering everyone present with blood, then smiled at the remaining survivors.
"Well now, only four of you left. I'll see you tomorrow for immunity."
The survivors beat a hasty retreat…
Next Time on Survivor…
More Wesker-like violence from Alex…
Yet again…an immunity…
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Not to fret, Wesker will be back. I just thought I'd show a bit of Alex's darker side for a chapter or three. Only four survivors left people…it appears we are heading into the home stretch of this particular fic…