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Starfox Evil

Chapter Twelve: Wesker

Back in the hive Fox and the others were stuck. They were pinned less than a hundred feet from the area where Wesker was apparently waiting. There was a massive amount of guards in the hall outside the lab they were trapped in.

Fox stuck his head around the corner, but pulled back quickly as bullets peppered the wall, "Gods! Don't these guys ever run out of ammo!?"

Diana popped onto their COM, "I'm sorry guys. I didn't plan the route very well."

The other marines grumbled, being stuck like this didn't really appeal to them. They'd only been trapped for about twenty minutes, but to a shock trooper twenty minutes feels like hours. Greer took his helmet off for a moment and said, "Sir? Why don't you just cut us a way out?"

Fox sighed, "I've been trying", he looked at his hand. He then pushed against the wall, "But it doesn't seem to work right now", he sighed and clenched his fist, "I just don't fucking get it", then he plucked his last grenade from his belt and looked at it. He would have thrown it, but it would most likely have collapsed the corridor, which was the only way to Wesker. Suddenly Fox got an idea, "Oh why didn't I think of this before!"

He gingerly disassembled the trigger and detached the fuse. Then he depressed the trigger button and chucked the dud down the corridor. The guards knew what Lylatian grenades looked like by now and one of them shouted, "Hit the deck!!!"

They all ducked behind cover and the squad took the opportunity to move down the corridor. By the time the humans had noticed it was a dud it was too late. Fox, Alice and the others had already started cutting them down. As the humans stuck their heads out to return fire they were met by the deadly aim of the trained soldiers. Then they were at the door.

They stepped through quickly, McClain being the last to squeeze through the door. Suddenly they all heard someone clapping. They turned to see a blonde haired man with sunglasses and a black leather trench coat standing on what looked like an announcement podium.

"Bravo", he said in a slightly nasal voice as he continued to clap.

A small light clicked on in Alice's head as Fox stepped forward and said, "I'm guessing you're Albert Wesker?"

The human nodded his head and said snidely, "How very observant of you", he stepped off the small stage and walked over to them, even though they raised their rifles at him, "And I can guess what you're here for."

Fox centered his sights on Wesker's forehead, "That depends. Would you prefer you die here? Or would you rather come with us to be prosecuted for your crimes?"

The human smiled and tilted his head to the side, "Go ahead and shoot. It will make no difference."

Fox quirked his brow inside his helmet, "Fine."

Then he squeezed the trigger. The bullet flew out the barrel…and zipped past Wesker's head as the human stepped under the gun. He punched the vulpine captain square in the chest, sending him flying back into the marines and scattering them like bowling pins. They all looked at him in shock as they climbed back to their feet. The man just smirked and took a step towards them. They all snapped their weapons up and fired at him in full auto. He simply twisted and flipped until they were empty. Not one bullet in him or his coat.

Fox tossed his rifle at him and then slid his left leg out behind him. This was the one physical thing separated him from every other Lylatian, his Hyper Dash. The Krazoa Spirits from Sauria gave it to him as a gift for saving their world. He didn't like using it because it made people think he was some kind of superhero, but the spirits where right, it had it's uses. Fox felt his body charge and then he was moving faster than anyone can blink, leaving a trail of blue illusions of himself in his wake.

Wesker knocked the flying rifle out of the way to see Fox right in front of him. Then the vulpine's knee connected with his ribs, followed by a left hook that spun him around and knocked him flat on his face. The human sprang back to his feet, a small smile on his face, "Ahh, a challenge!"

Fox's eyes widened inside his helmet. Nobody had ever gotten back up from that before! At least not that fast. He turned to the marines and shouted, "Fall back!"

Then Wesker's fist connected with his jaw, which sent him flying and tore his helmet from his head and his Glock from it's holster, "Yes. Send your friends scurrying away like the animals you all are."

McClain stepped forward but Greer pulled him back, "You were given an order soldier! And you will follow it to the letter!"

The stallion glared at the arrogant human before they turned and ran out the door. However, Alice and Buckinson stayed behind. Fox scrambled to his feet and shouted, "I said book it soldiers!"

Alice shook her head, "I've got a personal stake in this."

John simply said, "And I've got a promise to keep."

Albert chuckled, "Oh how touching", suddenly he was standing in front of the buck, with his hand crammed through his chest. The deer gasped, blood running from his mouth and out the bottom of his helmet as Wesker laughed, "It just pulls on the heartstrings", he laughed maniacally as he threw the dying deer across the large room, shaking the soldier's blood from his hand.

Alice and Fox threw themselves at Wesker together. The man just used their attacks to twist each other up before throwing them both over his shoulder and onto the podium, where they landed with a crash. Wesker ran over to them and picked Alice up and threw her across the room. Lucky for her some chairs softened her fall. However, she was still knocked unconscious by the impact. He tried to do the same to her vulpine companion but he rolled out of the way. Then Fox stood up and rolled his shoulder, sending a series of cracks into the air as he smirked, "C'mon. Is that the best you got?"

Wesker laughed, "You've got spirit, I'll give you that."

Then he jumped towards the vulpine, throwing a high-kick while doing so. Fox jumped backwards, which obviously surprised Wesker as he failed to stop the haymaker that connected with his face, knocking him flat on his back. Fox then tried to throw a hammer punch right into Wesker's face, but he moved out of the way, slipping up behind Fox and kicking him in the back. Fox tumbled for a moment until he came to a rest. He just lay there for a second, trying make himself ignore the massive amounts of pain lancing thru his spine. He heard Wesker walk over to him. Suddenly the pain went away, and Fox hoped that meant what he thought it meant. The human stood right over him and sneered, "I had really hoped for more."

Suddenly Fox shot his hand out and grabbed the man's ankle, "Well you got it!"

He rolled himself over, which pulled Wesker down to the ground. Fox jumped up and threw another hammer punch. This one connected with Wesker's shoulder as he rolled out of the way. The human continued as if nothing had happened and pushed himself up. They squared off again. Wesker dashed forward. Fox smirked and did the same. He again swung his leg out behind him and charged up. He waited till the last second before he ran forward. He slammed his knee into the man's ribs a second time, and this time he felt something give.

As his momentum carried him past he brought both hands down on Wesker's back, where he grabbed the man's coat and spun around. He then threw him thru the air, where he hit the wall with a crunch. Wesker slid down the wall to end up in a crouch. He looked up to again see Fox dashing towards him. He threw himself out of the way and watched as the vulpine's fist disappeared into the steel wall, all the way up to his elbow. Fox gave his arm a jerk, but it didn't come loose, "Uh oh", he thought.

Wesker stood up and laughed, "What's the matter? Stuck?"

Then he threw a vicious uppercut that left Fox's ribs aching. And he kept throwing them, giving Fox's ribs the worst beating they had ever had. Finally though, the constant pounding dislodged his arm and with a roar Fox spun around and hit Wesker with a back-fist so hard it dislodged his custom made glasses. Fox grimaced as his ribs flared and he coughed blood, but he pushed his pain to the back of his mind and stood up straight, taking a fighting stance.

"Give it up Wesker! It's obvious you can't beat me!"

The human snarled and opened his eyes. Fox blinked at the orange cats-eyes he saw, "Oh I'm just getting started!"

Then he threw himself at the hurting vulpine. Fox deflected every shot he could, and dodged the ones he couldn't. Wesker suddenly shoved the fox away and pulled out a forty-five caliber handgun and fired off three shots. Fox threw himself into a tuck and roll. When he stopped he was met with Wesker's knee, which hit him right under the chin. Fox was knocked onto his back but flipped up and onto his feet. Wesker smiled and picked up his glasses, "Impressive. Nobody has ever survived this long. You should be proud of yourself."

Fox shrugged as he wiped blood from his rapidly healing chin, and spat out teeth that quickly grew back, "Problem for you is, right now I'm indestructible."

The human smirked, "We shall see."

Then he whipped out his gun again and fired off a round. He was too close to dodge. Fox closed his eyes and prepared himself. He felt as though somebody had punched him in the chest. He staggered back and doubled over, grabbing his ribs, but he stayed standing. He looked down to see the bullet hole in his abused armor and the blood staining the fabric underneath. Suddenly he saw the crushed metal slug drop out of his armor and onto the floor. He laughed, "Holy shit!"

He turned just as Wesker was launching a straight punch at his face. Fox twisted to the side and grabbed the man's arm. He used the resulting momentum to slam him face first into the wall. The human staggered as Fox then spun the other way and let him slid from his grip to stumble out into the center of the room. Wesker fell flat on his face. He stood up and cracked his neck before sliding his arms from his coat and tossing it aside. The human turned to look at Fox and growled, "You are starting to annoy me."

The man stalked towards Fox with his hands balled into fists at his sides.

Suddenly he used his speed to grab Fox's chest plate and hurl him across the room. The jacket tore off of Fox's body, leaving him bare chested as he slammed into and through the locked door. Fox rolled with the impact and stopped himself on all fours, his tags swinging from his neck. Wesker threw the destroyed armor away as he stormed through the doorway. Fox stood up as well and cracked his shoulder again, removing his gloves and tossing them aside as well. Then he laughed, "You've put yourself at a disadvantage Wesker."

The human leaned against a wall and quirked his brow. He smirked as he said, "Really? How so?"

Fox smiled and said, "You've got nowhere to run."

Just as the human realized what he meant Fox dashed at him again. This time when he hit him he didn't stop. He continued to beat on the human as he drove him back and into the wall behind him. And as he continued to pound on him, the human's body compacted into the wall, until finally he punched straight thru, from his shoulders to his waist was jutting out slightly into the auditorium. Fox then drew his knife, "Now I'm gonna tug on your heartstrings."

He thrust the knife forwards. But Wesker just grinned and fell back thru the hole. He landed on his hands and flipped repeatedly, until he landed in the center of the destroyed room. Fox was about to climb thru the hole when he felt a series of impacts in rapid succession on his back. He grunted and turned around to see two Umbrella guards standing there, shaking in their boots as they watched the blood flow down his back and the crumpled bullets drop to the floor. He just growled at them and they ran away.

Wesker stood in the middle of the room, slicking his hair back, "You know, we could learn a lot from each other."

Fox snarled as he stormed towards him, "I don't think so."

Then they connected again. They caught each other's hands and started to press against each other, trying to make the other give. Suddenly Fox felt that strength start to leave him. But he pushed all the harder. Their legs were working so hard the steel floor under them caved slightly. Suddenly Fox's strength failed completely and he buckled. Wesker took full advantage of this. He slammed his knee into Fox's chest and then face. The vulpine dropped to the deck and groaned.

Wesker sighed, "So disappointing", he said as he placed his boot on the side of Fox's head. He raised it slightly when there was a muted cough and a nine millimeter bullet went ripping thru his shoulder. He clutched at the wound and dodged around. When the bullets stopped flying around him he saw Alice standing there with her Glock in hand, it's slide racked back and empty, it's barrel smoking. He snarled as his shoulder flared, "Grr! Damn you!"

Fox stood up and cracked his neck slowly, "I guess you're not bullet proof", he winced as he laughed.

Wesker pointed at him and shouted, "This isn't over!"

Then he turned and ran out the door and down the corridor. Alice shouted, "Diana stop him!"

The bearess appeared next to her and said, "I'm sorry, but he has entered the emergency escape area. I cannot access any systems beyond the door."

Fox walked up next them and plugged his PDA into a computer panel in the wall, "Then get out of the system."

Then they both ran over to John's side. The buck was alive, but only just. He had removed his helmet and was working hard to breath. He gurgled out, "C-Captain", as he reached out with one hand. He smirked and coughed up blood as the fox got close enough to grasp his hand, "I'm FUBAR sir."

Fox grimaced as the buck coughed again.

The marine reached inside his armor and pulled out his dog tags, which were dripping his blood. He snapped the chain off his neck and handed them to Fox. There was a ring on the chain, with a series of small gems set into it, one for each color of the rainbow.

"When you get home, there'll be a fox named Micheal waiting there for me. Tell him", he coughed up more blood, "T-tell him…I…l-love…h-him."

He coughed once again, shuddered, and went limp.

Fox's face sheeted over like ice. He looked at Alice out of the corner of his eye and said, "Go slow Wesker down. I'll catch up and then we can end this."

Alice nodded and ran down the hall. Fox reached down to his belt and found that his earpiece was still there. He set it on his head and he heard Diana say, "What do you think you can do against him? While that anomaly isn't working you have almost nothing on him. Just leave him be. He'll burn with the rest of the planet."

Fox shook his head, "No. This ends here and now. I want to be sure he dies. I don't need another enemy that keeps coming back from the dead."

Diana knew exactly what her captain meant. Then she scoffed and said, "And what are you doing with his coat?"

Fox chuckled dryly, "What? You know I keep a souvenir from every mission. I like it", he slid his arms into it slowly, his ribs aching, "And bonus! It fits!"

End Chapter Twelve

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