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Krauser gritted his teeth as the needle dug into his skin, stitching it back together. Birkin had said it would accelerate the healing process and had been stubborn when Krauser objected, saying he'd heal eventually. Birkin had glared at him and threatened him with a 'full cavity search if you don't shut the fuck up with your bitching' line. Needless to say, Krauser agreed to the stitching.
Birkin nodded as he finished the last stitch and snipped the thread with his claw. The thread stung because the sadistic bastard had bathed it in alcohol. "There, you're all doctored up now. Now, all we both need is rest…I think maybe an hour or two and then we need to get moving," Birkin said as he rubbed his face tiredly. Krauser nodded in silent agreement and leaned back against the sandy stone of the hut.
After a while he felt himself drifting to sleep as he closed his eyes.
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Remus sighed as he glanced over at the large blonde. He was pretty beaten up. Multiple bullet wounds that had to get dug into to get the bullets, multiple cuts varying in depth and size littered Krauser's legs, and also Krauser's temporary blindness. Those flash grenades weren't pleasant to the eyes, pun intended.
Remus watched as Krauser slipped into blissful sleep as he, Remus, stayed awake. He began to reflect on the last few hours of events. He did good getting the Plagas sample and replacing it, and then there was the staff.
The 'whistling staff of annoying ass pain' Remus had dubbed it. Somehow it made him berserk. He didn't know how but he guessed it must have been his increased sense of hearing that caused the events to happen. That and if it wasn't for Leon, he would've been doomed to be Saddler's puppet. Remus shivered, Saddler seemed to have some weird affliction with him. The Cultist leader had gone through a great deal of trouble trying to get him alive.
Remus thought on this. Why would Saddler want him alive? Maybe for information, or to use him as bait to get to Umbrella or even Wesker. Remus knew the older Tyrant would rescue him. If not because Remus was a good agent, then for his unique blood. Remus closed his eyes and was brought to the realm of dreams. But the dreams were not for him, not this time. It will be memories that he dreams of, reliving them as he did once before.
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Umbrella Corporation, 120ft underground, year 2000
A slightly younger Remus J. Birkin worked inside a stark white lab. The young man sighed deeply and pulled at the lab coat he was wearing, drawing it closer to himself. He studied the white lab mice closely, making sure they were ready to be injected with a new virus. He hated working with the viruses, he hated working for this agency, but he owned what was left of his sanity and of his humanity to Wesker.
He rubbed his face and picked up the syringe to his left. He grimaced for a moment when he saw his mutated arm but recovered quickly. He picked up a small bottle of pink fluid to his right and filled the syringe with it. He thumped it gently, making the oxygen bubbles move to the top and he pressed the pusher slightly, making the bubbles disappear. He stopped right before the sample virus had a chance to squirt out.
He opened the lab mice's cage and pulled one out. This one's name was Theodore, he thought as he moved the mouse so its back was facing him. His eye twitched as he jabbed the mouse and injected the sample virus in it. He quickly placed it in a nearby container and put the lid on and watched.
The minutes ticked by slowly as Remus watched the mouse. He felt a grin spread across his face. "It's a success!! No sign of mutation, no sign of any negative response. I think I've fin--!!" Remus was cut short when the small mouse convulsed and began to dry heave. He watched with morbid fascination as the mouse's skin ripped open as the muscles expanded, becoming larger.
The mouse's small red eyes bulged and popped, the jelly sliding down its face and the mouse continued to mutate. Soon the thing that was the mouse was no more. Only a rabid monster was in its place. Remus sighed, feeling painfully sad. He had failed once more. He had also taken another needless life as well.
He rubbed his eyes as the small monster leapt at the cage, hitting it. It repeated this for a few moments before it bashed its own head in, in its efforts to get to Remus. "There is no cure…My blood is just too…I'll never be rid of this arm…Never…" He made sure the cage was secured before he turned to leave, switching the lights off.
He walked down the halls towards his room. He tapped in his code and entered. Remus sat heavily on his bed and felt under it, pulling out a small box. He opened it revealing a Glock and some shells in the box. He put the gun together in a few seconds and put the cartridge inside the gun. He cocked it and put it to the side of his head.
He took a deep even breath, calming himself as he angled the gun, making sure that when it went off it took out a large amount of his brain. He closed his eyes and felt his finger move the trigger slowly. Remus Jack Birkin!! What the hell do you think you're doing?! You better put that gun down or I'm gonna beat you to a pulp!! Remus eyes opened suddenly as he looked around the room.
He had heard Vic's voice, he was positive. But she wasn't here though. For all she knew, he was either dead or missing. He took a shuddering breath, he had lost his nerve.
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ROME Middle School, 1989
"If you got that stick outta your ass maybe I'll be nicer, you stiff!!" A young blonde girl yelled at a slightly older classmate. The boy's green eyes blazed in anger. "'Stiff'?! I am not a stiff, you little brat!!" He growled back. "And who said I wanted you to be 'nice' to me?! I don't need you!! I don't need anybody!!" The black haired boy yelled as he turned on his heel and stalked off.
The blonde girl snorted in annoyance. "Arrogant prat…" She muttered under her breath as she to stalked towards her dormitory.
The boy fell onto his bed, his arms crossed. "I don't need anybody…I don't…" He muttered. He felt tears prickle his eyes as he rolled over on his bed, curling up. "She's right…I am an ass…A stiff…" He felt tears run down his cheeks. He had no friends, no family except his uncle, aunt and cousin. Remus Jack Birkin sighed as he began to think. He rubbed his face exhausted, after a few tears they had stopped, and for that he was grateful.
He felt awful calling her a brat, and thought of a way to apologize. Then next day after his classes Remus decided to hunt the young girl down and apologize for being a 'stiff'. He found her outside on a school bench reading a thick book. He walked over to her and gave a soft cough. The girl looked up and frowned, "What do you want?"
"I uh…I-I came to…Apologize for being rude to you yesterday…" Remus muttered as he looked down at his feet. He heard a soft laugh and looked up. The girl was laughing, "I see you finally got that stick out of your ass!!" Remus felt himself smile slightly, "I-I guess so…So, um…What's your name?"
"Victoria Ashley Williams. But you can call me 'Vic' for short. What's your name?"
"Remus Jack Birkin. It's a pleasure to finally not fight with you!!" Remus said, scratching the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "The same!! I think we're gonna be great friends, Remy!!" Vic said cheerfully. "'Remy'?" Remus muttered, raising an eyebrow. "Yup!! I'm gonna call you 'Remy' from now on!!"
Remus sighed. This is what he got for being friends with the crazy girl…
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Present time
Remus opened his eyes, blinking slightly. He looked around. Krauser was gone, he most likely went after Ada. Remus stood and looked around. He had to get moving, he felt that at least two hours had pasted. He went into a run and jumped out the window to go and find Ada, Leon, and Krauser.
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Leon ran, his gun raised as he went into a clearing. He stopped and felt his eyes widen as thirty or more Ganado started to surround him, armed and extremely dangerous. He looked all around him and he felt hope disappear. He felt he would not be getting out of this alive, unless of course a miracle happened to save him. Not now!! I have to save Ashley and get us the hell of this wretched island!! Leon thought despairingly. The Ganado closed in on Leon…
A/N: Uh-Oh…A horrid cliffhanger!! Simply diabolical!! Anyway, this chapter was only a stretcher to make the story longer. I also wanted to show a small bit of Remus' past. You know, to get ready for the new story which I have dubbed…Resident Evil: Infection's Past…It will have certain parts of Remus' childhood, and most of it will focus on certain main events in both my mind and the RE series. Like in RE: Code Veronica…When Wesker had Chris by the throat and then suddenly Alexia shows up on the telly just to laugh? I have a feeling it was Remus who helped Chris for Claire's sake.
Ja, I know…Remus is loyal to Wesker, but he's also loyal to his friends Leon, Claire, and Vic also. So, yup…Please read and review!! Danke!!