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Tormented Little Angel
-A wrench in the works-
XIX
The lava bubbled higher, threatening to engulf the five stood on the floating flat rock. With their progress it wouldn't be long before even that was brought under the lava. The rock was cracked from their fights but they had nowhere to run. Not with Wesker and his Uroboros arm. Not with the mutated Trinity growling and hissing dangerously.
There was no time to breathe for the humans or the crimson haired B.O.W as their opponents attacked. Phoenix dived sideways, sweeping her clawed hand at the underbelly of the now named Raptor mutation. She managed to rake across the lighter scales leaving long, crimson gashes. The Raptor roared in pain, a clawed hand connecting with Phoenix's face sending the B.O.W flying. She skidded backwards, blood dripping from the long cuts across her cheek. Phoenix dragged her claw into the ground to stop herself, almost going over the edge and into the lava. Sighing in relief, she looked back up to see Sheva come flying her way. Managing to hold herself still and stop the flying woman, Sheva sighed her gratitude.
"Thanks Phoenix."
"Don't mention it," Phoenix turned to the Raptor as its tail whipped out at her.
Leaping over the tail, she landed behind the mutation only to have a powerful clawed hand grip her neck in mid flight. The Raptor roared in her face, hot breath the least of her worries as she struggled in the grip. Not only was she slowly strangling in the air but the rows of sharp teeth were dangerously close.
"Phoenix!" Chris shouted.
She looked sideways to see a helicopter fly overhead, Jill driving. Chris and Sheva kicked Wesker back, the ground cracking beneath them as he slipped back into to lava with a pained roar. Trinity's head whipped round before she growled at Chris. Phoenix kicked the Raptor's head almost snapping it backwards with the force. Falling to its side, it let go of Phoenix who quickly joined Chris and Sheva as a rope ladder was lowered down for them.
Deep in the Raptor's mind, Trinity had been laying dormant letting the beast do its work. But Wesker's pained roar had cut through into her mind drawing out her natural instincts. Back onto her hind legs, the Raptor looked up at the helicopter. She could almost hear Wesker in her head telling her to at least kill Chris and the others. As she looked up at them, she saw Jill looking down at her also. With a growl, the Raptor spun round as Chris and Sheva aimed RPG's at Wesker.
Leaping forwards, she raced the two flying missiles, skidding to a halt between them and Wesker. Her tail snapped round Wesker's upper torso and pulled him out with much effort just as the missiles reached her. There was a blinding flash as the explosion rocked the inner volcano sending lava flying in miniature eruptions. Those above watched for a moment before fleeing the scene safely. Phoenix patted Chris' arm as he watched the volcano vanish behind them.
"I still couldn't bring Trinity back...."
"Maybe its too late for her," Sheva said sympathetically to her partner.
"No," Chris' hands curled into fists, "I refuse to believe that. Trinity is still my friend. I don't care what it takes, I'll bring her back."
Phoenix watched him silently before looking out across the ocean as the sun started to rise painting the sky hues of pink and blue pastel. She didn't believe there was any hope for the raven haired woman. Not when she and Wesker had been hit by the two RPGs. No, it was finally over.
"Time to go home," she stretched and settled back despite being covered in blood and grime, a smile on her face, "god I've missed Leon."
From the driver's seat Jill laughed soon joined by Sheva but Chris remained sombre, deep in thought.
The lava had finally settled but the bomber containing the Uroboros was lost beneath its fiery inferno. It had taken three hours for it to settle before the helicopter could land on a patch of rock setting its occupants down.
"You really think they survived?" Nicholai asked as he kicked a large rock from his path, watching it bounce and hit the lava, disintegrating away in seconds.
Ada rolled her eyes in annoyance at the soldier who merely smirked at her. The larger of the two jumped from the helicopter, looking round with a grumble.
"I don't see why I have to be here."
"Because I might need your help Krauser," William sighed as he scanned the area, "and I'm sure that my sister and Albert are alive."
The rather heavily muscled man merely grunted, jumping down from several boulders, watching mildly fascinated by the lava that threatened to swallow the remaining rocks.
A beeping drew the scientists eyes to the handheld device and a grin split his face, "I've found them," he looked round trying to find whereabouts of the two life signs that were detected.
His eyes fell on the partially melted wreckage of the bomber that the two would have used and crashed. It was in obvious bad shape and looked half melted and devoured from the lava, not to mention the large boulders pinning the rest of it down.
"Over there! Krauser!"
"I'm on it," he jumped over the lava and onto the wreckage.
It shifted slightly under him but there was no immediate danger of him and the rest of the destroyed plane of falling into the lava. Nicholai also managed to make his way towards the wreckage, albeit not with the inhuman jump Krauser had performed, and was helping remove the boulders from the bomber.
Clearing away the majority of the smaller boulders with ease, Krauser's arm transformed into the huge, bladed plaga arm and cut through the larger boulders with ease.
"Wow," Nicholai stumbled back as half a boulder almost hit him, "careful there."
Jack grunted but a smirk was evident on his face. As the last rock was cut away, they found a hole that seemed to have been clawed open, inside, darkness. Nicholai whistled.
"What could have done that?"
William and a reluctant Ada made their way over, the former looking inside with a small torch, "most likely it was Trinity."
The thin light beam moved round the inside before falling over dark crimson stones. His eyes narrowed, trying to get a better look through the darkness. Broadening the light of his torch, William's eyes widened. They weren't stones. Trinity lay in her mutated form almost curled round the shirtless Wesker, both unconscious. Krauser looked in with a wary eye at the mutation.
"That Trinity?"
"Yes it is," William looked to Ada, "tell the helicopter to come round, we're going to need to lift Trinity out first with ropes."
She nodded and spoke into the small headset clipped to her left ear while Krauser and Nicholai dropped down inside. Why was she still mutated? Her brother mentally questioned. Due to her unconscious state she should have regained her human form. He hoped to any god listening that it wasn't permanent.
Moments later the black helicopter hovered over them and lowered two ropes down into the hole of the ship. The two men inside got to work with fastening the ropes around the large mutated form before signalling up. The ropes were pulled up slowly by a winch until she was out in the open. William could get a closer look at his sister. He had never seen her mutated - unlike Wesker - and found himself slightly fearing the obviously intimidating creation, despite her unconscious state. However part of him found her absolutely beautiful, the magnificence of science at its highest. She looked mostly undamaged, most likely thanks to the impossibly strong scales, but for five long gashes across her chest where the scales were lighter, and a few dark scorch marks across her legs that would heal before long.
Once she was safely inside the helicopter it flew off into the distance heading towards their base while a second, Ada had requested, took its place waiting to pick them and Wesker up. This time however, a flat stretcher was brought down on ropes and the two men heaved Wesker from inside the ship onto the stretcher. He was only clad in his heavily damaged pants, his shirt clearly ripped from him during one point, but scorch marks like Trinity's ranged across his entire lower half, most of his pants was destroyed from what was most likely the lava but he had already healed a great deal. However the right side of his torso remained scarred from what William guessed was the Uroboros. Those didn't look like they would heal. Both of them were in bad shape but William was sure they would pull through. What they would be like once they awoke however was uncertain to the scientist. With Wesker safely in the helicopter, the four joined him inside and headed off after the first helicopter, the sun setting on the horizon while William worried over his colleague and sister.
Phoenix found herself unable to sleep when they had returned later that day. It had taken then around four hours to return home to the BSAA. Even now as she lay in bed, Leon's comforting arms round her, she could find no peace. She felt guilty for what she had said. It had been no way for Trinity to find out what Wesker had been up to during her absence. Not to mention a low blow. Trinity was loyal to Wesker no matter what, they were perfect for each other. She had seen the way Wesker sometimes looked at her as if he would happily watch the world fade away as long as Trinity remained in his sight. And now she may very well have ruined them both. Were they even alive still? She wished to speak with Trinity but now that would be impossible.
"Can't sleep?" asked a groggy Leon as he stirred.
"Sorry if I woke you," she sighed, resting her head back against his chest.
"It's alright," he ran a hand through her long red locks, he preferred her hair long, "is it what happened with Wesker and Trinity keeping you up?"
She sometimes wondered if he was psychic or just able to read her easily.
"It's too late now to feel guilty," Phoenix closed her eyes as Leon held her tighter as if reminding her he was always there for her.
"Maybe you'll see her again," he stated sleepily, clearly dropping back off.
So like Leon to fall asleep with ease. Ever since joining the BSAA and the end of the plaga incident in Spain things had been relatively easy for the two, not counting her expedition to Africa with Chris and Sheva. Phoenix hoped that the two had gone to the afterlife just so that the world would be under less threat of virus infection. However she wished she could at least see Trinity again to talk to her....to apologise to her.