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Krauser charged, his shield arm raised blocking Leon's shots. Leon growled softly as he saw his opening and fired into Krauser's leg. The large man kneeled in pain, lowering his large shield arm. Leon smirked and pulled out his Broken Butterfly and fired into Krauser's torso. The large man grunted in pain before blocking Leon's last shot before he had to reload.

Krauser leapt forward, slashing at Leon with his arm shield. Leon back flipped away and fired at Krauser who raised the shield again. Leon took a step back, dug in his coat for a flash grenade and threw it, blinding Krauser with it. Leon reloaded quickly and fired three of six shots into Krauser. Krauser coughed, blood welling up from his mouth.

Krauser's eyes widened as looked down at himself, blood was gushing from the bullet holes littering his chest. He fell to his knees; the shock was evident on his face as he slumped forward face first into the cool sand. Leon took a deep breath watching as Krauser's left arm reverted back. Leon felt bitter; he had killed an old comrade even though they were enemies now he still felt the remorse. He crouched and picked up the third piece of the insignia and put the three pieces together, placing them in his pocket. Leon turned suddenly when he heard light footsteps behind him, his pistol raised.

He visibly relaxed when he saw the owner of the footsteps belonged to Remus.

Leon looked at Remus who was still dressed in what he was wearing when Leon had seen him last, except there was now blood staining the white lab coat and Remus was partially wet. The young Tyrant seemed to be in pain, his eyes wincing as if something was took loud and it hurt to listen. "Remus? Are you alright?" Leon inquired as he took a tentative step forward. Remus didn't seem to acknowledge him being there. "Remus," Leon called again, but Remus' attention was fixed on Krauser who still lay in the grainy sand.

Leon started suddenly when Remus turned his gaze towards him. The chilling blue and indigo seemed to glow ominously from behind the black bangs. "Remus, are you all ri--?" Leon began to saw before Remus was suddenly before him, his imposing figure made him all the more frightening. Leon readily remembered that Remus was about two or three inches taller than him, making him even more imposing. Leon stepped back, still unwilling to raise his gun at Remus.

"No, I am not at right, not at all…" Remus' voice came out as a sinister growl, chilling Leon to his bones.

"Remus…? What's wr--?" Leon tried asking but Remus was suddenly before him again, grasping the front of Leon's shirt lifting him off the ground a few inches. "You killed him!! Just like you and that bitch in red killed me!!" Remus roared as he threw Leon like a rag doll. Leon hit the wall and managed to roll when Remus' foot came crashing down where Leon's body was.

"You worry too much, you make yourself sad, you can't change fate but don't feel so bad, enjoy it while you still can, it's just like the weather, well quit complaining, brother!! No one lives forever!!" Remus said, a crazed twisted grin taking up his face.

He hummed a tune as he causally followed Leon who began to limp away. "I'm as clever as can be, and I'm very quick but don't forget that you've only got so many tricks!! No one lives forever!!" Remus cackled, an insane glint showing in his eyes. Oh God…What's happening to him?! Why is he trying to kill me?! Has he finally fucking lost it?! Leon thought frantically. "Remus!! You don't know what you're doing!!" Leon frantically said as he glanced behind him.

Remus was close, only a few feet away, walking in a slow stride. Leon's face paled considerably, He's toying with me!! What's wrong with him?! That's when Leon heard it; a faint whistle in the slow wind. That's it!! Who ever is using that whistle is controlling Remus!! But where…?

Leon did what he could in his condition and ran into one of the huts and barricaded the door and climbed the ladder. "Little kitty, little kitty…Why won't you let me come in…?" Remus said his voice sounding sickenly sweet as he called out. Leon could hear a light scratching at the door.

"Aw, little kitty doesn't want to let the wolf in? Tsk, tsk, tsk!! Not very nice, little kitty, not very nice at--" Leon reached the top of the ladder and kicked the ladder down, and looked over the edge looking for Remus when man had suddenly paused in talking. Remus wasn't there and Leon turned and was grabbed by the throat and was picked up. "All, little kitty…" Remus hissed, his eyes seeming to burrow into Leon's making his dizzy.

"Rem…!!" Leon wheezed, his hands futilely struggling to remove Remus' hand. Leon started when he saw Remus' left hand lift and come towards his face. The arm had changed considerably from the last he saw it. "Nighty, night, little kitty…" Remus growled in the same chilling voice. A shot rang out, hitting Remus' left hand. Remus gasped dropping Leon onto the ground as he clutched his hand and quickly looked around for the one who shot him.

Krauser chuckled weakly as he felt the pistol Leon had dropped grow heavy. "Hate to do that to you, Birkin…You're not in your right mind…The whistle, Leon!! The Cultist's staff!!" Krauser called out before he felt the blacken void over take him carrying into the dark, where he could rest and be at peace.

If only for a little while. Leon jumped back on his feet and ran while Remus was still dazed from the wound. Leon jumped from the hut's roof to the other hut's roof, looking around quickly for the Cultist with the staff, in other words, the fucker with a goat skull.

Leon saw him a distance away and the whistling suddenly grew in pitch and Leon heard a pained howl and then a sound of something running fast towards him. Leon sped up the ladder that led to where the Cultist was hidden away, fully aware that Remus was close behind him, and that the young Tyrant was fully enraged. Leon kicked the ladder down when he was on top, hoping that it would slow Remus down.

He highly doubted it though. Leon saw the goat skull wearing cultist surrounded by some of the lower ranking black robed cultist. Leon cursed and drew his Broken Butterfly. He only had ten shots and five of them. He hoped the kick of the bullet would kill them quickly. Leon raised the gun and took aim quickly firing rapidly hitting his targets.

Soon only the red robed cultist stood. It yelled at him in Spanish and slammed the bottom of the staff into the ground, increasing the volume and pitch of the whistle.

Leon heard a snarl and something screamed in a different language, German it sounded. Leon glared at the cultist who laugh and fired a crossbow bolt at him. Leon rolled forward and stood quickly but he was slammed against the wall by the back of his neck. It seemed to Leon that Remus had made it up top. Leon was pulled back and was slammed forward again; his head felt like it was splitting open.

Leon was tossed to the ground as he coughed up blood. Fuck, he didn't know Remus was that strong. He looked up through the blood that dripped in his eyes. Leon had to think and act fast or he'll be dead in the next minute. Leon stood shakily up, his breathing labored as he took in the sight of Remus once more. Remus' eyes were wide and glazed over, his breathing was labored and his left hand was curled into a claw.

Leon's gaze flickered between the Cultist who stood there, seeming amused, and then back to Remus who seemed monstrous. Leon thought up a quick plan and prayed to what ever deity was out there that this worked. Leon ran towards the cultist and Remus. Remus slashed, barely missing Leon who ducked and took a step back towards the startled cultist. Remus lunged again and Leon rolled to the side and quickly looked back to see if his plan worked.

Remus slashed through the red cloth and the whistling staff, cutting both in half. Blood splattered all over the stone wall as the cultist took his last breath before he fell, dead as the stone around them. The screeching whistle stopped instantly and Remus slumped, his shoulders sagging in exhaustion and relief. Remus fell back, landing on the sand his eyes closed as his breathing evened out.

Leon limped towards Remus and sat near him waiting for him to regain consciousness. Leon needn't wait for long; Remus soon groaned and opened his weary eyes.

"L-Leon? Bloody fucking hell…Why does it fell like someone cracked my fucking skull wide open?" Remus rasped, knuckling his eyes. Leon let a small laugh escape, "One of Saddler's men had this staff that made a loud whistling sound, he seemed to be able to control you for a while…" Remus snorted as he slowly sat up, he looked over at Leon and felt a pang of sadness. "I take I did this to you?"

"Some. My head and the big ass bruise on my back. I'll live though," Leon said as he smiled faintly. Remus sighed, "I'm sorry…When I heard the whistle, I sort of just…Blanked out…" Remus shrugged, "Glad that was over…Oi, my hand's been shot!! Son of a bitch!!" Remus hissed out painfully as he felt his hand slowly knitting itself back together. "I have to go…Good luck, Remus…I hope to see you around," With that said, Leon stood up dusting his pants as he turned and headed towards the door, opening it with the insignia and walked through the large door.

When Leon was out of sight, Remus felt himself smile softly, "I hope the same, Leon…" He stood and slowly made his way to where Krauser lay and knelt near him. "You ass, you can wake up now…I know for a fact you ain't outta it," Remus grumped nudging Krauser who growled as he slowly sat up. "It still hurts to move, Birkin," Krauser snarled as he winced. Remus sighed and helped the large man to move.

"Leon got better at fighting though…Tricky bastard," Krauser grumbled as Remus offered an arm to help Krauser to walk. "Did you get the sample?"

"O ye of little faith, of course I did. I even left Ada a little present when she goes to get the 'sample'…" Remus chuckled darkly, knowing Ada wouldn't know the difference. "Let's go, big guy…" Remus said as Krauser limped his way to one of the huts to get treated. He hated when Birkin had to stitch him up. All doctors are sadistic bastards…

RESIDENTEVIL

"NO!!" Saddler slammed his fists onto the arm rests of his chair. He snarled and swore. He had been so close!! He had the young Tyrant right there in his grasp!! One of four of the robed cultist was killed, his head being ripped off by Saddler. "Clean this mess up and leave my sight!!" The other cultists nodded and quickly cleaned the bloody mess up before they were next. Saddler took a deep breath and wiped the blood that had splashed onto his face.

He would not give up!! And with that he marched back to his throne like chair and sat down in it. His head leaning on his hand in thought.

Remus Birkin would be his and his alone to test on.

A/N: Over 2k worth of words!! Crazy!Remus is such a lovable character, ne? I loved writing his part out…Anyway, here it is, chapter 19 (Or chapter 20 in this case) all done and finished…It needed more gore…-sigh- Maybe next time…And is it just me or is Saddler getting creepier? Anyway, as for my little Review Poll…I decided to do all three if I can. The third choice is going to be a short fic, maybe 6 or more chaps. That will be the one next, then the other two. I seriously can't wait for the new RE movie!! No!! Not that one!! The CGI Resident Evil!! It's should be coming out sometime in the next 2-3 months!! Leon, Claire, and someone who looks suspiciously like James Marcus, aka Leech Man…Me and my BETA already talked about who that guy could be, we have ideas and nothing more. Well, anyway!! Please read and review!! Danke!!

P.S. If you want to see the trailer it's on youtube. Just type in Resident Evil movie trailer and just skip around until you see something that looks like a CGI movie and doesn't have the idiot, Alice in it. A female Wesker?! LIES!! There is only one Wesker!! –rawr- Anyway!! Look it up!! The movie looks AWESOME and totally cool!!