Resident Evil: Searching for the Truth

Chapter 14 of my Resident Evil story, enjoy.

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Diao Lover: Thanks. Gillian, a bitch? Please, that's too kind, Gillian is after all, a representation of Alexia. Well, read on to find out.
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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil belongs to Capcom.

Chapter 14: Pursuit

Gillian's cold smile widened slightly as she saw them.

"Well; well…" She remarked in that unsettling voice she had. "So are the intruders my brother was thinking about."

Seeing their surprised expressions she explained. "When I killed him, I was able to absorb his memories, pathetic as they were."

Gillian took a step forwards; Lydia and Shayla immediately stepped back, Cashmere did the same but also raised her gun. Gillian laughed.

"As if you could do anything with that; now, I think it's time I deal with you insects, let's see just how much power my brother has given me."

Cashmere glared. "He gave you that power and you killed him." She spat.

Gillian stopped moving and when she replied her voice held no emotion, to the point it was scary. "He was no longer of any use to me, so I discarded him, like the garbage he was. Now, it's your turn, ladies."

With that, right in front of their eyes, she suddenly began transforming; her dress and heels disappeared, becoming part of her skin as she let the virus manifest within her. When the transformation was done she stood before them, her skin had gone blue and developed reptilian scales; especially thicker ones down her left leg and right arm. Her hair became stiff and spiky, also turning dark blue like the thicker scales and finally her eyes turned permanently red.

Gillian took a step forwards but Cashmere acted quickly. She had used the time it took Gillian to transform to ready a means of escape. She dropped the smoke grenade and it exploded, blinding Gillian with a cloud of thick smoke. Cashmere grabbed Lydia and Shayla's arms and dragged them through the smoke and then they all ran to the exit of the lab. They burst through the door, closed it and hurried onwards. They had nothing to barricade it with and knew it would just be a matter of time before Gillian resumed chasing them. Sure enough, before they had gone far they heard a great crashing sound and, looking over their shoulders, they saw Gillian emerge from the rubble of the lab. She continued to pursue them at the same leisurely pace, but the trio knew she could easily catch up with them, she was toying with them. Frustrated and determined to keep her at bay they opened fire; some of the bullets struck her, most missed, only a few drew blood. But she wasn't fazed at all.

"Pathetic, if that's all you've got, you might as well sit and wait for me to kill you."

They realize then that their normal weapons won't do much here, but aren't useless, yet.

However it is then they finally receive a stroke of luck. Gillian, still bleeding lightly from the gunshots, passed by a ruptured gas main which suddenly exploded. The blood ignited and she shrieked in pain. Finally the women realized the truth; her blood was flammable. Now aware of her weakness they continued to head to their destination; with Gillian pursuing them again, howling in anger and pain. They kept their eyes open and found another two opportunities to use Gillian's blood against her. She was still bleeding from more wounds and so they managed to lure her near a gas station and opened fire until the gasoline ignited. The second was a gasoline truck which served the same principals. Now badly injured Gillian sank to her knees. The trio rushed on and soon lost her in the city streets; finally making it to their destination. They stopped and reloaded and then looked around, they were in the lobby of the building. To get to the roof they could either take the elevator to the top floor and then the last set of stairs; or use the stairs the whole way.

"No way." Cashmere commented. "No way am I getting in that elevator. In this sort of situation, they're death traps."

Lydia nodded. "You're right." She then turned to her daughter. "How are you holding up Shayla?"

Shayla nodded. "I'll be fine mom, let's go, I agree, I think we should take the stairs."

So they had decided and entered the stairwell before beginning their climb up.

They continued to climb, keeping their ears open; they knew there were no more security forces, but the B.O.W.s were still around. Yet there seemed to be nothing in this building; until they were about halfway up, when they were suddenly grabbed by some telekinetic pull and dragged from the stairwell; through the wall and onto the floor. They quickly scrambled to their feet and saw, to their horror, that it was Gillian. She was burned, injured and clearly furious.

"You scum, you will pay for this." She growled through gritted teeth. "Now, you have no way to use my blood against me. DIE!"

She attempted to attack them again, only to be distracted by their bullets, which drew forth more blood.

"A futile effort; you're only delaying the inevitable."

However she was soon cut off when Lydia proved her wrong, throwing a grenade which exploded, igniting the blood. Gillian shrieked in pain and fell to her knees again.

"Curse you…so be it; I will show you; what happens to those who cross me!"

With they watched in horror as the virus manifested further; healing her wounds and transforming her again. When she finished transforming she looked like a massive insect, half encased in a shell like carapace; her arms had become large razor sharp antennae. It was clear that she was more dangerous and more aggressive now; only her upper body could be seen, the rest was a large grotesque pupae casing, which seemed capable of moving along the ground.

They knew smoke grenades wouldn't work here; besides they were all out. Luckily Shayla saw one, a distraction that could buy them time. She took aim and fired; setting off the fire alarm and turning the sprinkler system on. The flashing lights from the fire alarm were too bright for Gillian and the water made her sluggish.

"Mom, Cashmere, hurry, let's go." Shayla told them.

They nodded and escaped back into the stairwell, racing up the stairs. They needed to get to the top before Gillian caught up with them again, they were so close; they just needed to send the signal that would allow their friends to rescue them, then they could escape.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.