Authors note, I do not own Resident Evil.

And I just want to say sorry for the wait on The new chapter! I had computer problems, but at least I got it out now, so enjoy! Than you for all the great reviews!

Wesker, could feel time slipping slowly by, it couldn't move any faster! He could feel Chris's doom coming, he would die tonight, and by Wesker's hand. He smiled softly to himself, patience he told himself, is a well worth it virtue. He slowed his breathing and concentrated on his surroundings. He stood by the back wall of a huge empty steel building, the perfect place to trap prey in and hold them in. It is dark, vary dark, and only his out line can be seen. But, of course, he can see quite well in the dark, he can see the rusty ceiling, and the cracked concrete floor, and the woman hanging by her wrists from the back wall. It is by her he stands, with his gaze on her. Her red hair falling over her face, her body limp, she is completely out of it. It worried him, that he could feel this way for her, after all, he is more then human, human emotion should be below him. But even if he can not explain it to himself then he will just have to live with the fact that his blackened heart could still feel. And he felt it now vary strongly, at the sight of her. And what a sight she is, he thought to himself. Though to the naked eye she appeared the same, to him he could see the change inside her, he had made her beautiful, beyond any normal human, he hade made her more then human! He had made her his. He pulled her hair away from her face, and kissed her softly.

One hour later………

Chris was on foot now, he had just come from a little road. But now he followed a little path, toward this abandoned building, but as he neared it he thought it best to go of the path, as that is the obvious route to the place, so he went into the forest, far enough away that he could not be seen, but close enough that he could still follow the path. His heart beat is racing as he thinks of Claire. She has to be okay, she has to be! In his hand is a Glock22. and hidden under his shirt is his trusty magnum. He makes his way silently to a big clearing in the forest, inside this clearing is a huge steel building. No lights come from the windows, or the door. He crouched low to assess the situation. Wesker IS in there, he thought to himself, but how do I spring a trap without getting caught? He briefly wished that some one was here with him, but no! They had to stick with the plan, the base in Canada was the target, and they had to strike before Umbrella got whiff of the operation. So here he is, and in there is Claire. He looked and could see only four guards, of course Wesker would make it easy to get in, but he had some plan to make it hard to get out. So Chris ran his hands through his dark hair as he picked out the order of they're deaths. His S.T.A.R.S. training over road his emotion, his guilt of killing a live person, to his head, they are only the bad guys. And he takes aim with his Glock22., he guesses that four bullets should do it, seven at the most.

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The bullets rang out, and one by one they fell, all boasting aside, Chris was a VARY good marksmen. It only took five. But now back to the building he thought. He sure as hell is not strolling in the front door. That was about as stupid as you could get, so he made up his mind to get in by a window, maybe catch Wesker of guard a little! So he looked and found a window he could get to, it was on top of a scrap pile. So he started of toward it, thankful of the shadows giving him cover. He crept quietly up the pile, stopping only once as a bolt rolled down the pile, clunking at the bottom. He waited……..but when nothing else moved he continued up.

When he got to the top he peered in, the lights where of inside, he couldn't see any thing at all! So he reached into his pack and pulled out his night vision goggles. He put them on and turned them on. The world lit up, in vivid green waves. He looked for Wesker but couldn't find him, he is here though. He thought to himself. His fists clenched as he saw Claire! She hung by her arms on the back wall! He dropped down into the room, bending his knees as not to make to much noise. His heart was beating to fast, he willed it to slow. He made his way to Claire. Were is he? He felt his muscles tighten, at any moment Wesker was going to pounce at him, he could tell. But as he grew closer to Claire, he felt more and more relieved. Claire! he whispered to her as he came to her, but he could tell she was out cold. He reached up trying to undo the rope that held her up, but as he did a noise came from the corner of the room!

CLICK,

All of a sudden the lights blazed on! Chris was blinded! He struggled to take the goggles off, and when he succeeded in doing so, the first thing he saw……was Wesker's fist soaring at him!

Chris went flying back about three feet landing on his back, Wesker chuckled and folded his arms, it begins.

Outside……

He stood outside in the shadows where no one could see him. He had just watched Chris climb inside the building. This must be where Claire is being held! He thought to himself. But as he stood there he narrowed his eyes and shrunk back farther, as 12 huge commandos entered the clearing and surrounded the building, one, the biggest one, spoke to some one through a radio.

"We're in position sir!" Some one replied back, but he couldn't make out the voice vary well. He brushed back his hair and smiled, he pulled out two TMP's, this would be easy, maybe.

Inside……

Chris stood with a metal pipe in his hands, Wesker stood with a wicked looking survival knife. Chris stared him in the eye, he clenched his teeth and counter moved to Wesker.

"What did you do to her Wesker?" Wesker chuckled again.

" Nothing she didn't tack pleaser in, I'm sure." He slashed out at Chris, he dodged and in turn swung the pipe! But Wesker dodged with a back flip, then faster then humanly possible he stood next to Claire.

" I'm going to kill you Chris, I just haven't decided how yet." Chris, pulled in closer.

" I think, Wesker, you are going to have to eat your words! He swung at him again but Wesker was ready and brought the knife up in time to catch the blow! The hit so hard it sent sparks flying! It burned Chris's hands as he pulled back. Wesker, looked down at his knife, his twisted smile widened.

" So this is how it ends for you, I must say Chris, I thank you for being a fine opponent, but truly, was there ever any doubt who has the upper hand?" Wesker brought the knife through the air in a swift arc. Chris forced a smile too.

" Hey, Crazy, shut up and try!" Wesker stopped smiling and a look of complete loathing distorted his face.

" I mean, come on! If you could kill me, you would have succeeded at the mansion, face it Wesker, you cant do shit to me!" Chris wanted to piss him off enough to make him sloppy, to better his chances of winning.

He made his point……

Wesker lashed out, he was to damn fast! Chris could only dodge and block the blows as his mind raced to find something that would help him! Wesker knew he was stronger, he pulled out all the stops and gave him all he had. Chris managed to catch him under the chin!

" Argh!" Wesker backed up. Chris searched the ground for his gun, he had dropped it when the lights turned on! He spotted it! It was by the corner of the room! Chris dropped the pipe and made a run for it, but Wesker threw something at the back of his leg, tripping him up! Chris landed on his face, blood and dirt in his mouth. He rolled over fast, seeing Wesker leaping at him, trying to stab him in the back, but he rolled to his right and jumped to his feet! Wesker landed with a thumb, and brought his head up to slowly, Chris's boot connected to his jaw sending him sprawling on the ground! Chris turned and sprinted for his Weapon. He skidded for a halt and picked it up! He turned…….ready to empty the clip into the blonde head………. But lost his breath instead.

Wesker stood by Claire, she seemed some what awake know she mumbled and opened her eyes slightly, but she was way to distorted. Wesker brought his knife up and slit her bonds, she started to crumble to the ground but he caught her and held her tight against him. Her head resting on his shoulder. He brought his knife gently to her throat.

Outside…….

Our stranger is now standing in the light of a lamp, facing one last commando, they drew knifes and started to circle each other. The ground is littered with the eleven bodies of this big guys squad. And truth be told, this big mother fucker didn't like that.

" you'll regret the day you try to take me out little man!" He advanced and tried to stab him, but the stranger brought his knife up and stuck him in the chest. The commando looked down surprised, then growled, not quite died, he drew a Beretta out of his back pocket, but it was twisted out of his hand. Our stranger steps back then drop kicks him in the chest, sending the blade farther into his chest cavity. And as the commando lays on the ground bleeding out, Our stranger looks down at the gun and shrugs.

" That almost wasn't a fair fight."

Inside……

"Leave her out of it Wesker, you basterd!" Wesker was standing in the middle of the floor, his back to the door.

" Drop your gun, Redfield, and we'll finish this." Chris placed the gun on the floor.

" Now kick it away!" He did as told so. Wesker smiled.

" Good boy." Wesker leaned his face into her neck and kissed her. Chris wanted to smash his face right there and then. The next thing to happen, happened in a matter of two seconds. Wesker let go of Claire, and dropped the knife, instead he reached inside his jacket and pulled out a magnum. He aimed it at Chris. Chris couldn't react fast enough, he closed his eyes……..

BANG!

The shot sounded ten times louder in the steel building. Chris waited……. But he couldn't feel the burning bullet in him. He opened his eyes.

Wesker stood, his eyes dropping a little, his arm struggling to hold up the Magnum. His knees buckled and he slid slowly to the ground, when he laid still, next to Claire, Chris could see the bullet hole in the back of his head, behind him, in the door way, stood Leon S. Kennedy.

" It looked like you could use some help." Leon walked forward, and Chris ran forward and pulled Claire away from Wesker's body. He looked at Leon.

" Thanks." Leon shrugged and holstered his gun.

" Don't mention it, I'm here for Claire."

They took her out to a car Leon had waiting about half a mile from the building. When Chris had her in the front seat with Leon, he turned to face the building.

" Leon, wait." He nodded and put the car in idle, as the other man walked away.

Chris came to the building and stopped. Please be there you fucker. He thought to himself. Chris swung back the door and stared at the floor, the floor with dirt and blood, the floor where a body had been, but was gone! He clenched his fist and turned away, stepping over the died Commandos, Wesker survived again! But as Chris made his way back to the car, back to Claire, he knew they where safe for now, but not for ever……..