+A/N: Sorry for the delay. University has been keeping me way too busy and I've been smacked with writers block. Firstly, wanted to inform you guys of a story I'm a proud beta of. Heroheroin by csigurl-101. It's a Chris and Alice fic, and I highly recommend you guys give it a read and drop her a few reviews. You guys have been the light of my life the past few months. By the time this was written, the Resident Evil Series 'Verse had about 291 published stories. And so far, up to 66 reviews for 14 measly chapters. YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME! Xoxo

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*NB: Anything written in Italics is the thoughts of said character.

Chapter 15

As soon as Alice was out of the chair, she was grabbed around the waist by Chris. He had her by the hip and pulled her toward him to ensure she couldn't get away without a fight, a fight which at that moment, Alice would win with both hands tied behind her back. She stared Chris down for a moment. When it became apparent that he was not going to let her go willingly, Alice stifled a groan and leaned closer to Chris, whispering a few instructions in his ear.

"Pack up the guns," She hissed. "Go out back, circle, get high ground. They are here for me, not you." And with that she pulled away suddenly and turned to the stairs.

Alice bolted up the stairs and got all of her weapons strapped to her within seconds. She had her revolvers and 9mm's strapped to her waist, two more sawed-off shotguns strapped to her thighs, a small dagger strapped to her ankle, two large pump action shotguns on her back along with a rather handy sword thrown into the mix. She was ready for action, and pulled her boots. Bolting back down the stairs, Alice noticed that Chris and Leon were gone, all the guns too. Alice sighed and bit her tongue as hard as she could to remind herself that she knew what she was doing, and that going with them was stupid. She wouldn't survive this, and that was okay with her. Chris knew what he had to do, and Alice trusted him enough to know he would never bail on her, or go against her wishes.

"Showtime…" Alice mumbled and turned to the door. Throwing it open and drawing her sawed-off shotguns at the same time. However what she saw on the other side of the door was enough to make Alice recoil, gasp, pray, kill.

Alice stood in the door for a moment, taking a mental note of the amount of Umbrella agents around her. There were around twenty men surrounding her, the executioner hanging back a little. Alice took a quick breath to steady herself and slipped a cold mask onto her face as she stepped forward, placing herself neatly in the centre of all the men. There was no clear leader, and since they had not yet started shooting at her, she figures someone wanted to talk to her first.

A few men shifted sideways to her immediate right, making a hole for someone to move through. 'Negotiator' she thought bitterly. This was exactly like Umbrella, always sending someone expendable to do their dirty work for them, never facing their problems head on. Alice had to do a double, no, triple take when the negotiator stepped forward.

"Hello Alice." Carlos said in a crisp clear voice. He was just as handsome as she remembered him. He was wearing sunglasses along with the standard issue Umbrella uniform. Being Carlos, he added a little twist to his outfit. He was wearing a tight black T-shirt, bulletproof vest with the Umbrella logo. Without even seeing the back of the vest, Alice knew that Olivera was on the back. The combat boots he was wearing reminded Alice of a pair of 'Fuck-Me heals' she owned, and seeing Carlos in them always made her want to maul him.

"Carlos?" Alice whispered. She added a little vulnerability to her voice, causing Carlos to smirk and step a little closer to her.

"It's me Alice, still me." He gave her a sly smile as he spoke.

"You are not Carlos. He died four years ago. Nice Umbrella trick." Alice said, nearly spitting the venomous words at this thing that dared to pretend that he was Carlos.

"When we all started working for Umbrella, they took blood and tissue samples of all of us, to ensure that if we were ever wounded beyond repair, they could save us. Saved recruiting costs I suppose." Alice let out a shrill laugh, clearly not entertained.

"YOU are not Carlos." She said again. Carlos took another step forward, causing Alice's hand to twitch. The urge to aim her guns was getting unbearable. Carlos took his sunglasses off and stared at Alice. His eyes were a clear hazel colour.

"I have a question for you Alice." Carlos said calmly. "You were cloned, you used your clones to break into the Tokyo facility, you trained your clones, and not to mention the fact that you DIED in the blast just outside Raccoon City. Isaacs brought you back by using the cells he was able to save. He cloned you. You might be the original clone Alice, but you're still a clone. I'm the first clone made from his DNA, so I'm like you, just version 0.5 of the original. Judgy much?"

Alice didn't even bother replying as she simply raised her hand and shot the agent directly next to Carlos, killing him instantly. No one moved, even dared to breathe. Alice stepped forward, standing toe-to-toe with the thing, and uttered one sentence.

"I'm going to kill all of you." Alice felt herself shift into something else as she took control of the Project Alice part of her, causing all hell to break loose. The agents started shooting at her and Alice fired back. The executioner stalked forward, but Alice paid no attention to it. She focussed on the easy targets around her, shooting the Carlos clone square in the chest, firing rounds off until she was out of ammo. Dropping her sawed-offs, she moved on to her hand guns, each containing 15 rounds.

She didn't waste more than one round per agent, which judging by the armour they were wearing; the bullet would knock them down and allow her to shoot at least two agents between the eyes. As soon as her hand guns were empty, she moved on to hand-to-hand combat. Punching agents that ventured too close to her, breaking their necks the instant she got the chance. She kept a close eye on the executioner, making sure he didn't get too close to her. The next moment two agents near Alice dropped to the ground, causing Alice to smirk.

She knew Chris and Leon were choosing targets now. One, she didn't know who, was focussing on the executioner, trying to shoot at it to keep its distance, but also to take it down, neither of which was helping Alice. While one gun was shooting at the executioner, the other was shooting at Umbrella agents. When a bullet hit the agent, Alice pounced. Breaking limbs, necks, and moving on to the next one to be shot. Alice moved in a smooth circle, taking all the agents down, keeping a healthy distance between herself and the executioner stalking her.

Just as Alice was almost finished with her little dance, Carlos stood up about three feet from her. Alice quickly pulled her dagger from her ankle strap and hurled it at him, striking him square in the chest. Carlos staggered back a little, sinking to him knees and keeling over as quickly as he had gotten up. Alice was determined not to let this imposter get away with trying to be her Carlos. Unfortunately, throwing the dagger had thrown her off of her original plan to get rid of all the agents and then take on the executioner.

Alice straightened herself somewhat to look over her shoulder at the executioner when he swung his axe. Alice hit the proverbial dirt and as soon as the 'swoosh' passed, she jumped up and back up dramatically but it was too late. The executioner swung the axe again, missing Alice by millimetres. When it swung the axe again, much lower this time, its grip loosened and let go of the axe. Alice felt her eyes grow wide and fell to the ground, her back to the road and her feet aligned with her ribs. Alice felt the cold steel of the axe as it swung over her nose, missing her by the width of a hair.

Alice jumped up again, pulling her second pair of hand guns and aiming them squarely at the executioner's chest. Alice started moving closer to it as she kept firing. The bullets had no effect on the executioner and when her magazines were empty, something in Alice snapped. She felt her pupils dilate and the slow motion began again. She threw mental attack after mental attack, each copying the force of the shield she threw around Carlos and that young girl to protect them from the fire. Each blow sent the executioner back a few more paces, just a little further away from Alice.

Between every shield she threw at it, she pushed a psychic attack at it, resembling the attacks her clones used in the parking area of the Tokyo facility. This mental battle continued as Alice felt herself growing weaker by the minute. Blood had started dripping from her nose when one final push sent the executioner to its knees. As soon as it fell, Alice felt her head split in two and let out a blood curling scream as she clutched at her head and fell to her knees. Images flashed through her head. Images of Chris and Alice together; the two of them smiling together when suddenly the pain went away and her vision went black.

Alice collapsed onto her back and lay staring at the perfectly blue sky. At that moment, Alice felt such peace and contentment. It was all ruined when the face of the fake Carlos came into her field of vision and started speaking to her.

"I don't have much time Alice. You need to listen to me. I know you are trying to save the world, but you aren't going to win this one. I'm alive, I'm here. I want you with me." Alice felt her eyelids closing. A familiar pair of lips applied pressure on her own lips before everything went black again. Alice heard Chris talking and just as he was about to ask Leon something, but he was cut off by a groan from Alice. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared into Chris' eyes. Chris could see how clear and bright her eyes were. He very nearly kissed her, but refrained from moving. He knew that she had to be comfortable when she woke up, otherwise she might just go a little nuts. She usually woke up with bruises she received when using her power, and always had questions as to why she got them. Not this time though. She merely stared at Chris.

Alice opened her mouth, but a dry croaking sound slipped past her lips. Swallowing, she tried again. Chris had to move his ear to her mouth to hear the words she was uttering.

"Carlos. I saw Carlos." Alice tried to sit up, but Chris wouldn't let her.

"Take it easy Alice, not so quickly okay. The horse will be there when you are ready to get back on it." Chris said in a whisper. Alice merely brushed him off, but found that the feeling in her legs had not yet returned, so instead she leaned into Chris' chest. Chris just simply wrapped his arms around her as she took a few minutes of silence to figure out what the hell just happened.

"He's dead. I saw him die. How is this possible? I reviewed his personnel files, by the time that the DNA and tissue sample protocol was being worked in, he had already been with Umbrella for four years. Umbrella would only get samples from senior members after all the recruits were done. The protocol was never finished because of the outbreak. How is he alive?" Alice turned to Chris and stared at him, willing for him, hoping for him to have the answers to her questions. But Chris didn't have any answers for her; he merely swallowed and tightened his grip on Alice. Alice turned her head and rested her cheek on Chris' shoulder again and spotted Leon jogging over.

"Listen kids, I don't wanna ruin the moment for you two, but we need to get going. The blood is going to be attracting a crowd. Found a working car, around the corner there. We got all the supplies and guns from the hotel, so we can just pick up Alice's guns here and get going." Leon said as quickly as he could. Alice smirked at him and nodded. She clearly freaked him out.

"Okay. Just give me another minute and we can get going." Leon nodded and moved to pick up Alice's weapons and a few guns from the dead operatives, effectively moving away from the rather disturbing scene of Alice sitting in Chris' lap.

"Don't worry, it's almost over." Alice whispered into Chris' ear. Chris tightened his hold on her and pulled his face away as soon as the words left her mouth. She could see the anger and sadness in his eyes.

"I'm not going to let you die Alice. I won't allow it." Chris said angrily.

"You might not have a say in this one." Alice whispered and put her hand to his cheek. Crawling out of Chris' lap, Alice got to her feet as Leon reached her. Her guns were dangling off his arms and Alice couldn't help but chuckle at the way Leon seemed to cradle her weapons like they were infants. Alice gingerly took her guns one by one from Leon, putting them all in their respective places.

"Lead the way." Alice said as Chris got to his feet behind her. Leon nodded and started walking, his head down. He was rattled, Alice could see that as clear as day, but there was nothing she could do about that now. They had to get moving. A few minutes later they reached the little four door car Leon had managed to acquire. All three of them piled in, Alice in the back because both men insisted on it and she had no will to fight them anymore. She was tired, emotionally and physically. There was no way she was in the mood for a fight now, so she just got in the back.

Carlos' words swam through Alice's mind. She wondered how he was alive, why his eyes weren't red like Jill or Wesker's. Why he was normal and siding with Umbrella. Yet somehow most importantly, she wanted to know why he wanted her with him. Alice would most likely never find her answers, yet the thought that Carlos had gotten away without her seeing in which direction he had gone, infuriated her. She wanted him dead. He was an imposter. Her Carlos died a long time ago, and there was no way that a clone of him will ever scratch she scabs open.

Alice just looked at the scenery as they drove out of the city, not saying a word. At some stage Chris had reached back and squeezed her knee and she just cleared her throat. He tightened his hold and ran his thumb over the inside of her knee before removing his hand. Alice sighed and tried to fall asleep, but it was impossible. The fact that she has thought of Chris when she collapsed was strange, and the other man she loved had a clone to show up and dominate his territory. This made her even angrier because she was no one's possession. She wasn't some piece of ass they could fight over like two dogs vying for the same bone. Sighing again, Alice just ran her hands over her tired eyes. She needed to shut her brain down for a few hours.

After about an hour of driving, Leon managed to get the coordinates to the facility that had the equipment to save the world, and kill Alice, but no one said a word about the big fat elephant in the room. As Leon and Chris discussed the best route to reach the facility, Alice mumbled to everyone and no one.

"Tomorrow I die." Again Alice just ran her hands over her tired face and bit her lip. She really needed to shut her brain down for a few hours…

+A/N: Phew! I know it isn't as long as they always are, but I couldn't get it much further than this without giving the best bits away. I have no idea when the next chapter will be up, but I'll try and not make you guys wait that long for an update again.

Feel free to give me a few suggestions as to what you guys want to happen next. Thank you guys for reading and please review! Reviews give me the happy dance. XOXO