Ch. 4
Kay's POV
"HELP!" I could hear someone, but I didn't have time to stop. "Gh! H-help me!" I stopped, recognizing the voice. I ran towards the sound. He was surrounded by infectees, of the T-Virus. I ran through them, tearing their worthless bodies to shreds. When I had killed the rest of them off I walked over to the same man I had met on the first day of the incident. "Thanks." I nodded him a you're welcome. "Hey, you're that girl," he was looking at me as if he had seen me die. "Yes, I am." He held out his hand, "Name's Leon Kennedy." I shook his hand, "Kay, Kay Redfield." He withdrew his hand, and gave me a shocked look, "Redfield?" "Yes." I was confused, but kept up my calm façade. "Claire didn't tell me about you. Are you sisters?" I shook my head, "I don't know anyone named Claire." He seemed confused. "I'm sorry."
He shook his head, "No. It's ok." I looked back at an approaching zombie, "We had better move." Leon glanced in the direction I was looking and nodded. When we had come to a stopping point I grabbed his arm, gently pulling him over to me. He gave me a confused look, "What is it?" I couldn't keep walking, not with the infection spreading. "Go." He looked down- that's when I realized I was on the ground. His mouth was moving, but I heard nothing. My consciousness was fading. He looked scared. No, worried, he looked worried. Couldn't think. Couldn't breath. Everything stops. Black.
Wesker's POV
My head was spinning. Kay wants to kill me! No. No no no! She can't really want to… I left the lab, and headed to my study. Halfway there I changed my mind and headed back to my room. Upon opening the door I was pounced on by the only other person allowed to enter my chambers. "Where ya been?" Steve stared up at me in defiance of my "no hug" policy. "I was busy," and still was. "The lab again?" "Yes, Steve, again. I own this place you know. I have to keep it in order." Steve rolled his eyes at the word order, and released me from his arms. "Uh-huh I hear that every day Al!" He was in a whiny mood today, oh well. "Steve, I know you're-" "Can I… um…" I could tell exactly what he wanted. "Next time you can come to the lab with me." He looked up at me happily, "Thanks Al!" "You are welcome. Now come on it's time for bed." Steve nodded, and that night, lying next to the only person I was truly close to, I wished I didn't have to work. I just wanted to stay right there. I knew the inevitable, though, my routine would continue, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen.
Leon's POV
"Kay?" I didn't know what was happening. One second she was pulling my arm, the next she's out like a light! "Kay!" I yelled, trying to find the source of the problem. When I found it, I wished I hadn't. There, on the side of her stomach, was a huge chunk of rotting flesh. I assumed it to be where a zombie had bitten her. Pulling her shirt back down with one hand, I drew my gun with the other. "I'm sorry," I didn't want to do this to her, but. No. It's not "Kay" anymore "it" is what it is. Now it was just another flesh eating monster. I pressed the gun to her head, and pulled the trigger. Her blood splattered everywhere. No! "It", not "her". I stood up, took one last long glace at what I had done, and ran to find a way out of the nightmare that would soon only be known in memories as "The Raccoon City Incident".