Castle of Utter Psychosis
As they moved into new territory, the two hoped for this original scenery to be empty of any menace but it quickly proved otherwise. The hungry and thirsty duo found themselves in the biggest castle they ever saw and it was crawling with enemies of course, Leon wished he could quit.
Kennedy made sure they survived from being set on fire or impaled while Ashtray made sure to be a bother. Some pyromaniacs kept firing cannon balls their way but only managed to destroy nothing because the castle was obviously cannon-proof. That was until Leon returned fire and blew a giant hole in the wooden gates thanks to one, which he surprisingly cranked up formidably fast whilst not tearing his limbs off, thus gaining access. He wasn't surprised to encounter more imbecilic creatures within, all really very determined to taste the outsiders' appetizing flesh. At some point he and the teen were casually walking under an arch, because the calamitous situation they were in clearly was of no consequence thus permitted such a carefree attitude; until Sera called his name.
They both looked behind and saw him running towards them. Leon was relieved not to be alone with Ashtray any longer «Luis! So you're alive, where the hell have you been? Have you noticed that outstanding entry I did? »
«There's no time, the eggs have hatched. »
«Beg your pardon? »
He swiftly slapped Ashtray then grabbed Leon's shoulders, «The EGGS! »
Her eyes got wide, «What was that for!? »
«You will soon start to vomit blood and puss, your mind will become foggy and you won't be able to resist Sadder's command; that alone should fill you with intense fear. I brought this to prevent-», he frantically tapped his nipples over and over, and for an awfully frightening long period of time as well; so much Leon had to smack him into sense, «Fuck's sakes Sera, what's wrong with you? »
Luis took hold of his shoulders again and repeatedly shook him, «Shit! I must have dropped it when I was running away from the El GiganTits! »
Leon suddenly became expectant «Have you got the gold? I really could use it. » The Spaniard was still shaking him around and Leon tried to make him stop, «Why are you-!? »
But before he could add anything Luis ran away yelling, «It makes me feel better, besides I had forgotten that I forgot something! » and disappeared.
Kennedy couldn't help but stand there frowning with his mouth open. Ashtray eventually poked his ribs, «I'm scared. »
He kept staring ahead and said, «It's fine, he'll be fine: he's alone. »
She didn't understand what he meant but touched his forearm, «No, you sexy ass, there are a group of hooded freaks staring at us. »
Kennedy looked at his left, indeed there stood four fanatics near the double doors, eying them like hungry people standing in front of a buffet. He promptly decimated them and they moved on.
Inside the castle, they got greeted by some maniac laughing. Well Leon had heard, and seen, worse; so he just played it cool. «Hm yeah? Make it short I'm rather famished. »
A voice came from a balcony above, «Welcome to the festivities! »
«…who said that? »
«Ah, for the love of Las Plagas-», a button was pressed thus a platform ascended over the handrail, with a little person on it. «Me llamo Salad-Caesar-»
Leon stepped forward, «Well I really don't give a damn! »
The short man's face changed for an upset-surprised one, «Oohh…! »
The blond spat, «Rain or shine; you're going down! », he certainly felt like a hero now, Ashtray looked away in shame.
The dwarf on the balcony leveled his index, «It might come as a surprise-»
Kennedy abruptly hurriedly left, soon followed by a stunned Ashtray; leaving the miniature man sobbing. Nobody ever liked his parties. He even sent dozens of invitations but no one ever came. Well this impudent man would regret it, as punishment he'd kidnap that girl and strap her to a wall; there! He always was such an evil persona.
As they ran, the girl complained, «I'm never turning into one of them freaks! »
Leon didn't even look back and kept running, «As far as I'm concerned, it's too late for that.» The teen was about asking what he meant when she started coughing blood and puss, Kennedy turned her way looking at her with an analytical mind. «It's just like Luis said-»but she suddenly screamed and pushed him aside «I'm fine leave me alone! » and ran off.
Leon asked «Why the drama? » but got interrupted by spikes erupting from the floor which stabbed him in the balls. Now the two being separated, Ashtray had a horrified expression on her face plus her eyes even watered. Fortunately Leon knew how to deal with this, opportune, situation, «Now look what it does when you overreact! »
She backed from him towards a wall and it trapped her there before revolving around. Kennedy blinked in stupor before cursing because it meant he'd still have to risk his life for that exasperating brat. He didn't know which was worse, being stuck with the useless girl or having to rescue her over and again; though it did give him a break for his mental health.
X++++++++++++++++X
Amidst the never ending perilous excitement of intense survival in that castle, the blond had to battle against heavily-armed eyeless monsters in order to get back to the president's shitty daughter. He also got close from being chopped in Scott-salami slices a couple of times or brutally impaled by the same mad men swinging their long blades about. Suffice to say they'd be welcomed in a forest where insects buzz around too much. Well to triumph over them, all you had to do was lure them blind fucks into a corner so you could shoot the parasite on their backs. It would either take one bullet if you had a powerful firearm; or 9999.
It became exponentially far worse if you were stuck in a tiny cage with one as it persistently moved them blades about; cutting everything in the vicinity including your nipples, all while additional morons equipped with crossbows were shooting at your face from all corners of the room. Leon shat his pants a couple of times but when he was done exploding heads, and fixing his cut nipples with glue, he ran to the merchant only to miserably realize that the fucker was out of stock in terms of clean underwear to sell. The asshole. If only he knew his business more then he'd have stocked on that way more than a useless Punisher handgun that isn't worth shit.
Anyway, there was a lot of shit involved.
Next our survivor even ran into that conspicuous albino once again after crossing one more door, his shadow moving over Kennedy as the latter leveled his eyes. There he was, standing on a balcony again which was probably his way of getting back at the world for making him this small; Leon was surprised he could even cast a shadow.
«What a very, extremely, pleasant surprise; I must admit we ever rarely get such luscious, nice-looking young men here. But I'm afraid it's AshLay we want, not you Mr. Keen-Ed-He. »
«Then get off my back, old dwarf! »
The man's face darkened again with that same upset expression than before while Leon just left as fast. The Verdugos at his sides didn't give a damn either, yet again. Poor Ram-On Salad-Caesar, no one seemed to give him the respect he thinks he deserves; perhaps that's the reason he's so livid…..
After yet again not allowing the dwarf to say his most-wanted lines through radio, Kennedy was done wasting his time into that labyrinth filled with mutated dogs thus gained entrance through another locked door. Well he was done fumbling around cabinets and wardrobes in search for some lip-balm; it's a cold night after all. Now he was busy staring up towards the ceiling of that nicely-furnished bed because for some fucking reason there was a bottle of perfume stuck in its frame. «…maybe I could throw this on her to improve the stench-»
That's when the barrel of a gun got pointed on his ass crack, «Put your legs where I can see them. »
«…I could be wrong, but that request just doesn't make any sense. »
He got subsequently hit over the head, «Put them up, now. »
Then Leon wheeled around and grabbed the woman's pistol, she executed a back flip but she could not escape the little surprise he had for her. The egg attained her in the face making her stumble backward, Leon stood there with pride «Try using eggs next time where it's better for close encounters. Not to mention it gives you the protein you need in order to throw some more eggs, with blunt force. »
The woman wiped her face clean while glaring, «Is that your secret technique? »
«…Ada? So it is true…. »
«Yeah that's my name…? »
«No I mean, you, fucking Wesker. »
She slowly shook her head, «You should know not to believe everything you read on Facebook. »
«Why Ada? »
«Because those sites are for losers. »
«Tsk no, I mean why? »
«He's got a delicious everything, besides what's it to you? »
«Back then in City of Hell-Itself, I thought we had a special something. »
She grinned « I've got two hands; I can cup each of your asses. » She slowly sized him over and said softly, «Might get right to that this second if you want. » He merely stared so she added, «Oh come on I couldn't get ten feet near him even if I wanted to, I'd be dead before that. » On this she tossed her sunglasses on the floor and waited.
Leon glanced at them both and finally frowned at her, «What's that for? »
«Damn, cheap brand. » Instead she just threw a handful of pesetas at his face before running towards the window, disappearing; four seconds later he heard her get assaulted by one of those mutated dogs. «Fuck sake, die! »
Leon then aimed at the shades and fired, «…never too careful…»
He just stood there and lost time reminiscing about that awesome good time in Raccoon-Anus City when his path would cross hers more than once. Weird thing is she had Asian features then and now her face has morphed somehow, oh well, doesn't matter; though she clearly has a thing for red which is boarding on the obsession. She still possess the dexterity that makes her fully capable plus her sexy voice that made him lose his focus more than once back then, but not anymore.
He had merely processed the thought that he had matured, when he finally refocused realizing the contradiction as he was wasting time. He coughed and continued on his mission, decimating more blind psychos and crazy fanatics, avoiding perilous deaths and not even getting a scratch on him.
Of course not, he's at Normal difficulty….
X++++++++++++++++X
Through the never ending war he was forced to face, along came Luis at some point. The Spaniard showed up with a smile on his face, looking quite content with himself. «I got it! », he leveled his right hand, showing a bottle of ketchup.
Kennedy rubbed his eyes, «…hold on…. », he had a faint nervous laugh, «You mean to say that you risked your life, and mine», he motioned with his hands, «several times», he pointed to the object, «for that thing?»
Luis appeared hurt, «I couldn't bear to so cruelly leave it behind! »
«But—fuck, Luis! It's nothing but a damn bottle of ketchup! »
«It's MINE! It's important to me! I couldn't have eaten fries without it! »
Leon might have pulled his hair and ripped his scalp along with it if something far more horrible hadn't occurred next. Sera's face completely switched expression as a strange sound was heard, making him stiff with surprise and pain. Kennedy was also stuck in place as he saw the whole scene occur in front of his eyes.
Something sharp had pierced Sera's torso and now he got lifted before being smacked hard on the floor. The long and slimy limb began retracting under UsMundane's clothing; he smiled.
Leon's face filled with horror, «EEEWWWW! That thing, that thing just came from under your-»
Sadder's voice was tinted with that ever-enthralled disconcerting tone «My boy, Sad-Caesar will make sure you follow the same fate…how deliciously promising. » and left them there.
With the bottle still gripped tight by Luis, Leon stared as the leader left, «Nasty…!..gross, grossgrossGROSS….!» Sera winced, Leon ran to him, «Disgusting Luis, just sickening, I'm so sorry, even you didn't deserve this! That thing might just have been his-»
«Ketchup…»
«…What? »
«Stole from his fridge...he found out what I was up to-», he snickered faintly and choked on his blood. «Need to, insert delicious red….in my mouth…can't do it, by myself…»
«What are you saying? »
«...tu...estupido...»
«...Not helping, man. »
«….pl-ease…. »
«But Luis that thing was his-»
Sera brusquely leveled his head from the ground, «Damn it listen to what I'm saying! », before his cranium cracked as it hit the floor again.
Leon sighed, «Alright, since you're dying and really losing all of your blood, but I hope no one sees me feeding bottle to a grown up man. »
Kennedy snapped the lid open and placed the tip into Luis' mouth, squeezing the plastic thus granting the dying man with his last taste of the tomato goodness. Sad thing is when Sadder had slammed Sera on the floor; the hole in his chest had ripped further down to his stomach, so now the red paste was coming out along with the blood. Leon felt it might be better to keep this little detail to himself. Luis' eyes shone as if seeing a marvelous field of tomato plants bathed in sanctimonious light, next he had one more nervous laugh and then died.
Kennedy screamed the man's name in his face during hours for intensified useless drama.
Our caring bottle-feeder man eventually heard Ashtray struggling on the floor below so he picked up his rifle. Oh the temptation was so strong to just shoot her in the head as she wriggled in the trap with those annoying noises. Leon eventually moved the sight unto the metal bars and broke them, releasing her but he was far from feeling enthusiastic. She said something but he didn't hear her since she really was far down below, so she yelled «Talk about near-death experience! » which alerted some guards.
Leon yelled back, «I can still shoot you in the head if you'd like! » while taking out the enemies.
One of them eventually puked an item and Ashtray ran to it «I got the key, I can get out! »
Exasperated, Leon yelled «Then do it! »
The girl found herself alone in some gloomy corridors filled with scary webbings, extremely-complicated contraptions, evil suit of armors, and worst of all; libraries. She was also confronted with fanatic pursuers which she'd burn with lamps; being as intelligent as her they would all allow the girl to just light them on fire, all while stupidly laughing. And if you actually care for that sort of overrated crap, it was also a part of the game that allowed you to stare at her ass as she crawled through many tight spaces; which was absolutely unnecessary though most males would quarrel, but it still lacked logic.
Our useless teen managed not to get herself killed avoiding deathly blows from armors, she even solved a puzzle despite her limited IQ. In order to return to her supposedly prince charming she had to run into a long corridor devoid of anything, traps included, but which was designed so to make the player believe wicked armors stood at every corners; a plan that scarcely works with everyone... When she opened the door, not being on the lookout for any potential threat yet again, she finally got reunited with her irked savior.
Kennedy was cleaning his nails with his blade when he heard the door open, she ran to him, her eyes shining with pure joy. As Ashtray neared him though he promptly sidestepped consequently she rammed her face on the floor, Leon didn't offer assistance and started walking away. «Good now let's go, we lost enough time here. Plus Luis is dead and it truly is a shame since I have to make them pay for his death now; bothersome. I even had to illogically promise to his corpse. »
She replaced her hair and wiped the saliva from her face then followed him. While escaping Leon finally found something to eat, he neared the egg and picked it up but it unfortunately slipped out of his grasp bouncing off the floor; he ran after it as it rolled away then off a cliff. Standing silently, he stared at the dark pit with eyes watering.
Next it was Leon's time to dodge deadly incoming blows from evil armors; he'd reluctantly tell the girl to stay back before stepping onward and execute his cool move. He dared not imagine what would happen if he failed, though once he avoided one final blow merely by stumbling upon a folded carpet; lucky shot. Later he had to push heavy statues by his lonesome while the girl watched, she indulged in staring at the way his muscles stiffened and listening to the delightful breaths he gave while producing efforts; she really is a pervert after all.
Solving this crappy puzzle opened a door in which they met that goddamn small-fry once more; he clearly had been waiting for them in that room for hours, been staring at the wall ahead of him with his back turned at the entrance. When he heard footsteps however he hastily threw his sandwich aside and clapped hands together dramatically, «I think you've lived long enough! »
Leon scoffed softly, «Funny I was thinking the same about you; though I'm actually sufficiently skilled to make it happen. »
Salad-Caesar darted his right index towards the ceiling, the duo looked above. When nothing happened the small man threw a temper tantrum and yelled obscenities in Spanish, then the ceiling started to go down.
Ashtray stood there yelling «NnnNnnnooOooOOOOoOOoo! » while the evil man ran off laughing while staring at them, thus smacked his face into the doorframe, then resumed his dramatic escape.
Leon sighed and promptly shot the four lights on the contraption above in less time than it took to blink then was already leaving through the exit. They ran down a corridor until a gate rammed down, separating them both as a peculiar device started to approach Ashtray from behind. It oddly resembled that machine in the movie The Labyrinth, except the Goblin King isn't going to come out and offer you cake; or GLaDOS, pick one. Well whilst this deadly device neared her, the girl did what she did best, nothing.
Leon aimed his rifle while complaining at her, «Sure just kneel there and shriek; that's bound to help! » Besides she was so damn skinny that she could have slipped through the bars thus preventing the man from saving her ass for the 99999999999999th fucking time.
He shot the two men operating the contrivance thus the gate retracted allowing Ashtray to escape, and she eventually did….ultimately, then they left that room. Kennedy vaguely wondered where that merchant was before mumbling to himself «Now that I'm full of cash he doesn't even show up. Well screw him. » It's as if the unsavory seller could only be found whenever Leon had lost all of his money, just to tease. Ashtray got horrified to hear him talking to himself under his breath but she was even more scared of her own shadow so she stuck with him nonetheless.
Following the adventure in the smelly castle, Kennedy faced another grand double door but since he's got an adventurous spirit decided to circle around it. That paid off since he found another treasure chest, hiding the coveted object in his sock he jumped down a ledge back inside. Ashtray didn't wait for Leon to turn around and catch her but landed on him, thus breaking his back as his face rammed on the floor. Kennedy spat two-year thick dust before healing himself, making great effort not to kick her off the ledge into that dark pit. For once then he would have enjoyed hearing her scream…..
He looked up at the ceiling which was occupied by a very large nest with an unknown substance flowing down on it; suddenly a bug flew in and kidnapped the girl. He yelled « You know you're doing me a favor!? Good riddance…» she vexed hi m so much that he kept forgetting saving her was the exact reason he was stuck in this stinking place. Cursing, he hastily reloaded his rifle and shot the restraints for the bridge which got free and dropped all the way down mercilessly ramming on his toes. As he screamed since his limbs had been completely obliterated, he lifted his automatic to unload his frustration into the nest, destroying it. It also magically caught on fire as it fell and Leon wondered why things here kept exploding for no reason, he wished not to experience spontaneous combustion any time soon.
A certain malevolent Eve would grin at that.
Kennedy found himself outdoor and his radio beeped, this time he picked it up instantly realizing that he shouldn't have. The sickeningly white face appeared on screen and Leon cursed that technology for the first time, the petulant voice hurt his ear «Do you see me Mr. KenNeedy? »
«I'd rather not…» and he quickly cut communication before picking up his rifle and blowing a guard's head, whose body is now still walking along the edge of a tower above. Then more of them started throwing flaming boulders at him with catapult, except everyone got decimated accordingly. What a nice evening.
X++++++++++++++++X
After escaping more flirting with Death, Leon did find back the source of his migraine, filling him with contradictory emotions. He carelessly ran into the room they occupied and the floor gave way under him, but being a pro he kept his cool and threw his tiny grapple hook.
«Won't fall for this old trick. »
One of the Verdugos rolled its red eyes at the ceiling from the lousy cheesy retort; it also made Ashtray puke all over herself. «When did I have spaghetti…? »
«Hey! That carpet is part of the vestige of my dear family's treasure! I hope you have enough money to pay for it! » Salad-Caesar's voice was ever so irritating and screeching it made Leon's ears bleed even from where he was down the pit of doom, trying not to kill himself on the spikes nor getting his eyes poked by angry bats; we all know where that led a certain Forest Speyer with crows….
The girl wouldn't dare turn her head by fear of having her throat sliced open by the Verdugos; they'd been eyeing her rather savagely for the entire time been there so she feared their aim might "slip". She'd been kneeled like this for hours as they waited for Leon to find his way to here, while the leader ate his lunch whilst offering none of course and it had been an extra-large pizza no less. So looking straight ahead she said, «You forgotten who my father is? »
«Of course not, who do you take me for!... Actually his name might have slipped my mind for this actual second, but I won't forget to send him the dry cleaning bill. Once I remember his name…. »
From the pit then came further noises, «Oohh, shiny…. argh my face! Damn bats! »
Salad-Caesar folded one leg atop the other, «Yes, quite famished this "time of year"», he stupidly fingered; «diseased as well. »
Ashtray's eyes darted at her left as she thought "Does this mean I won't get my chance at kissing him before he dies?", stupid, stupid prepubescent girl…. If only the Verdugos could have their way, I'd pay to see that. But only with pesetas. Not like I'd actually waste real money on her. Fourth wall break, my bad; apparently authors aren't allowed to do that, haha still doing it. Alright.
Kennedy eyed the hole above and shouted, «By the way I'm not dead! Just in case you're wondering if your trap worked! Sure it's full of angry and hungry bats here but I'm still alive! For now…»
Salad-Caesar's eyes watered and thus he turned into Sad-Caesar just like Sadder liked to call him; he motioned to one of his servant, «Kill him! KIIIILL! » Ashtray's ear bled at that, the Verdugo walked away and content to.
The blond had to find another way back up, that lead him through some sewers of sort, an underground passage with machinery. He was welcoming the silence and his solitary time, nothing exploding or hurling itself at his throat, or some girl probing his ass pretending it was a gaffe; however he just had to figure a way out before dying of thirst.
The respite was short however when something swooped in from the ceiling trying to cut his head off. All his reflexes from back there in Putrid City fighting the Lickers still paid up here as he had felt the presence above him a second before it was too late. He rolled away and jumped back on his feet, realizing it had merely been a long tail belonging to something far greater.
The tall black creature landed on the floor, red luminous eyes locked unto its prey and two mandibles moving with excitement. Well Leon would have liked to examine it more thoroughly but he doubted his enemy was here to converse. Kennedy soon figured out how agile and fast it was, and fortunately for more excitement, appeared to be bullet proof.
Every shot fired ricocheted off its skin forcing Leon to run around the place trying to find some other means to deal with this very regrettable predicament. Dodging its precise blow all while looking for a solution was no easy task; doing it while holding a PS2 remote was effortless, but being stuck there in reality was not plus he could die. All the fear he had been submerged with in his early year as a rookie was rushing in him along with the adrenaline.
«Can't we talk!? I mean I'd love to, you seem like some fine specimen; I'd like to have a chat!» Can't blame him, Kennedy was alone with no help, left stranded in Hell itself with endless lunatics and he might never have a dream since that girl might die, now he was lost underground persecuted by another kind of hellish creature with no means of beating it; so maybe he had finally lost his mind.
He heard the rapid and powerful stride come his way; he saw the athletic creature turn the corner, its unreadable eyes upon him, its three digit paw dig through the wired mesh ground for a better grip. In short, he saw Death itself arrive and thought this was it. Leon might have grabbed an egg and threw it its way as a last pathetic attempt at defense; if not for the Verdugo halting right in front of him.
«Yes it might not be so peculiar a request, in fact I don't perceive why not seeing that you have no means of murdering me; providing you demonstrate your efficiency of having something intelligent to discuss. Lad-Caesar rarely manages such an exploit himself. »
Its low inhumane voice reverberated in the tunnel for a few more second. Kennedy stared at the creature as it casually lay on the side of the tunnel, its large paws crossed over its chest. Leon ran a hand across his hair and wiped the perspiration from his face, «I can't fucking believe it worked…. », he quickly straightened himself, «I-I mean sure, sounds like a bright idea. I uhh, I've never come across a creature like you. It's incredible, the ones I faced before all were depraved and grotesque plus far from having your kind of eloquence…damn, what am I doing….»
His eyes rested on the creature's tail which ended in a sharp spike, it was calmly moving about the floor like a snake though it looked deadly still. Leon frowned, «Your 'boss', why in the hell an intelligent and powerful creature like yourself would tolerate such an imbecile?»
The Verdugo chuckled, it was a weird, slightly-higher cricketed sound, «NOW, you're being interesting. Allow me to enlighten you. », it got closer and Leon felt like shrinking, his irises widening. I bet anyone would love to know the tale that our lucky brave man was told: too bad.
Its story finished, the Verdugo laughed and returned upstairs. Leon blinked a few times, then whispered, «….unbelievable….…» He could always try and tell someone later but they would never accept it as truth, he hardly believed it himself so much the discovery was intense. As in a blur, he walked to an elevator, activated it and kept on blinking, spaced out.
In an almost-empty room, UsMundane Sadder is seated comfortably in his master chair, overlooking an ostentatious panorama creditable of his magnificence; mainly a paint-faded metal door. A certain man wearing a beret stands before him; the hooded man silently motions to him to kneel. The one concerned finally does so with a severe scowl, actually that's just his face. Sadder addresses him, «It seems Sad-Caesar is having difficulty taming that filthy, vulgar, repulsive…. ahem, that American pig. »
The other man's lip quickly twitched at that.
Sadder leveled his chin with superiority, «Undersized Sad-Caesar had his chance, several times no less; I really should learn to be more callous with my subordinates. Krauser, go get the infuriating girl… oh, and, bring me a cheeseburger while you're at it. »
The muscular man stood up, «Consider it done…. prick. »
«Hmm? What was that? »
«It was the wind. »
«Oh. Peculiar giving where we're standing. »
«It was the wind of change. »
They both remained mute and stared at each other, then Sadder ordered «Alright then, off you go. » And Krauser was gone, having a bit of difficulty walking with his muscles but he eventually left; hopefully that hooded twit had deactivated the deadly lasers then…. in any case Jack is fully capable of nice acrobatics so he'll survive; moreover extremely-fast deadly lasers is just the appetizer considering what he actually likes. It also aroused him but he wouldn't share that information with anyone.
Our physically-sore hero soon entered another building, upon seeing who was there however Leon pinched the bridge of his nose, «You again…! »
The sickly little man clapped his hands together, «So nice you could join us Mr. Ydennek. »
«And with what rights do you keep repeating my name…? »
«We threw a party for AshLay; actually we threw it at her. Not to worry, I arranged festivities for you as well. »
The puny leader snapped his finger ordering the Verdugo to hurl a knife at Leon. Kennedy dodged and stood there staring at Salad-Caesar who had his eyes closed, «Hmm…? Where's the satisfying sound of one's impalement? », upon saying that he received his own knife right through the forehead. He opened his eyes, now trembling and screaming.
Leon scoffed, «That satisfying enough? »
Even the Verdugo found it was rather pathetic, rolled its eyes before leaving him there. It was magnificently striding towards the exit while Leon stared at it. Now knowing what he knew about its specie, he couldn't help it. The creature stopped at his side, its forehead arching downward from lack of brows, sizing the man's face trying to figure out why he looked agape with saliva dripping on his chin.
It then kept walking by, them both staring at each other until it crossed the door. The gate closed behind it and Leon shook his head, «…just unbelievable…. », as in a trance he walked by the impaled man and abandoned him there as well. Poor Sad-Caesar indeed.
Thus Kennedy avoided the uninteresting boss-fight and ended up with an attractive person instead. Walking to a corner, pondering over what the hell he could eat before his stomach devoured itself, he realized Wong Wing was waiting for him in a speed boat. A hand on the wheel and one arm spread over the seat, she glanced at him, «Need a ride, handsome? » Leon glanced behind him so Ada had to address him again, «Yes I'm talking to you. »
«I suddenly got nervous that your boss was standing behind me…»
«If he would we'd both be dead, I'm not supposed to be talking to you. If we cross path my orders are to remove you from existence. »
Something he knew her being capable of. He boarded the boat, «Charming. Then what stays your hand? »
«Despite popular belief I'm not entirely that kind of person. » she started the engine and they were off.
During the travel to the island where Ashtray was brought, the woman at his side was focused and silent so Leon conversed, «I was thinking, been thinking for a long time actually since that incident occurred in 1998 which I'll never forget, I tend to underline this… for some reason. Well back then in that filthy crocodile-infested underground secret lab, you know when you fell to your unavoidable death thus also inevitably bringing the virus sample along in your doom…. »
He had a flashback in which he struggled to hold Ada's slippery hand in his while she balanced over a pit of death, as she fell he screamed «Clai—I mean Aaadddaaaaa!» He had hoped she didn't hear the mistake but her nearing demise then made little difference, well now it changed everything…. « So what the hell happened? Because you're obviously doing well, so was there an inflated bag in that dark bottomless pit? And where were you concealing that goddamn bazooka-»
Ada hastily turned the wheel interrupting him plus sending him bumping on the border; she stood up before aiming her grapple hook at the mountain's edge above. Her textile-missing dress revealed her leg and Leon glanced back up as she said, «Sorry, CAPCOM's secret. » and pulled the trigger subsequently bringing her upward. Her heel had been on the wheel so it propelled the boat which executed a 360 making it collide with the rocks, awkwardly sending Leon into the driver's seat.
He sat there with his right arm resting over the seat, grinning, «Tsh…load of bullshit. »