A loud crack pierced the silence and Alice grabbed her side. "Ow!"She yelled. "You son of a-" she raised the gun and pulled the trigger; nailing him right in the shoulder, making him fall to the ground. Carlos raised his gun and aimed it at the first guy that came out of the drivers side. "Get on the ground!" He shouted, hostility growing in his voice. Strange, Carlos had such a calm and collected personality. Alice looked down at her side where she'd been shot. The bullet had pushed itself out and it had already begun to heal, but still. It isn't polite to shoot uninfected people.
"I don't want any trouble." The man said as he slowly lowered himself to the ground. That voice. That voice was familiar to Alice. She raised her head and looked at the man. Dark hair. Tan skin. Short stubbles lining his jaw. Lack of consequence. Chris Redfield.
"Chris?"
"Alice?" Chris said as he raised his head to look at her.
"Chris! Put down the gun." Alice said to Carlos. Carlos gave her a confused look, but did what he was told. Chris brought himself to standing. "Where you've been?"
"Um, you shot my friend." Chris said.
"Oh yeah." All three of them made their way around the car and towards the fallen man. He was leaning against the rusted door of the car as he held his bleeding shoulder.
"You idiot!" He screamed as he saw her.
"Hey! You shot me first, buddy!" She argued.
"Yeah? I don't see you bleeding!"
"Shut up!" Carlos and Chris said in unison. Chris bent next to his friend and examined his shoulder. "Any of you got a lighter?" Alice stuck her hand in her jeans pocket. She pulled out a zippo lighter and handed it to him. Chris ripped a piece of his friends shirt and stuffed it in his mouth. Placing his right hand over his mouth and his left hand striking the wheel of the lighter creating a small flame. He pressed the flame against his wound and he screamed. It was muffled by his hand and the cloth that was stuck in his mouth.
"Don't be such a priss." Alice commented with a smug, somewhat sinister smile. He responded with giving her the finger. "Rude." Chris closed the lighter and stood. "It should be good for now. All I need is to get the bullet out."
"So, no more car?" Alice asked blankly.
XxXxX
He stood in front of a plexiglass window that overlooked into an arena-like space. Sand with reinforced steel barriers going all around forming a steel cage. On either side of the cage there were large steel doors
"Sir?"
"Speak."
"The test is ready to begin."
"Open the doors."
"Yes sir." The hologram replied obediantly. Out in the arena, the doors raised up slowly, groaning softly. The first thing to jump out into the center of the arena, was a Hunter. It jumped on the bars, growling and slashing with it's large claws wildly. In the other door, was the beast. Alive, breathing, and very pissed off looking. It's tail swishing angrily behind it. It walked into the arena seemingly unaware of the Hunter that had already taken presence there. The Hunter jumped on it's back and sank it's claws deep into it's flesh. It bucked and jumped and smashed it's body against the bars like a mad bronco but couldn't shake it off. Wesker watched as the Hunter shredded it's back and it failing horribly at trying to shake off the Hunter.
"It's going to die." The hologram said.
"I know."
"What are you going to do?"
"Start over. Perfect the genetics. Perhaps salvage more DNA from different species. This prototype won't last long. No matter how many times we make it stronger. Like it's self-destructing itself. Over and over." Wesker turned and faced the hologram. "Dispose of both." He ordered before walking away.
Authors Note: Okay. I know it should be longer, but I didn't really know what to do with this story line. I got a bad case of writers block. So I thought you guys could help me out. Leave suggestions of what you think should happen. And keep reviewing. I love that. Makes me feel all giddy inside :)