The War Ends Now

by Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera

Following the events in 2013, the survivors of Raccoon City find themselves in Puerto Rico and eventually New York and India to stop new bio hazard epidemics and to catch the one responsible. But what about a menace they thought was gone? How will they survive as the world erupts into a third world war with the virus used as weapons by the world powers in its vortex?

40. Dying And Rising

Claire

She stared at her older brother with a mix of relief and happiness to see him, and fear due to the change in his eyes. She looked at him and he looked at her. "Claire..." He said, his eyes returning to their regular color. "Where am I...? "

"You're in New Delhi. It's 2016.."

"What...how...what happened...?"

"You were attacked by Jake Muller...you've been in a coma for three years."

"Who...Jake...who? Three years...? It's been eighteen years..."

"No, it's been three. Chris..."

"Claire...how did I get here? I was in Raccoon...listen you can't go back there..."

Claire realized then her brother had memory loss. "Chris...what do you remember?"

"Me and Jill...we were sent to investigate the Arklay Mountains...this mansion up there. And..."

"Zombies. I know...Chris...Raccoon City was destroyed...It became too overrun wit the undead. You went on to stop Umbrella..."

"Raccoon City...is gone...?" Claire nodded. She patiently realized she would have to fill him in. She did her best. "Wesker's alive...?"

"Yes...you and your old partner killed him before. After the incident in Africa...he came back..."

"Who is he?" The older Redfield asked. "That's Robert...your nephew

Chris jerked violently suddenly and he staggered back grabbing his head as if e had a sinus headache. "My head...I can't see...! Claire...!" Chris pounded through the wall and he sped out of the room. "Chris!" She chased after him but Steve stopped her as he came in. "No..let him go...he's disoriented. I was to a point too. Even once I started to regain who I was, a lot of my memory was fuzzy. And at th time even after I came to, I had a memory in my mind tat wasn't even there."

"What do you mean?" The auborn haired woman asked her blue eyes flashing at him. "I had a memory that wasn't real. At least not a detail that was a part of the real memory. I'd accused you of killing my mom and even when I had the p30 taken off I still thought of it that way. I thought my mom had died as a result of you attacking the Paris lab. She didn't die because of you. I don't know how Wesker did that but if he can do that to me he can do it to anybody."

"We should let the others know that he's awake. Jill and Sheva will want to know."

"Claire...Alexia is responsible for this..Wesker is worse than they are and he needs to be stopped but we should try and bring them down too. We won't be getting anywhere near Wesker if we don't take them down first."

Claire was handed an AK-12 by Steve as well as ammunition. "We're going to have to still fight our way through here. I can make a dent in the hostiles but you may have to fend for yourself too. Like always."

Claire ran back into Sherry and Rani and the others and she spotted Jessica and Sheva and Parker was there as well. "You all need to hear this...

Albert

He left the room as his son drifted back into a wounded slumber as the medics worked on him. He would be talking to Excella momentarily. He looked at the young child, eight years of age, with brown hair, almost a blondish tint to it. Her eyes resembled her mothers, blue, all though his had been the same color. The recessive genes in this case were dominant from both himself and the bmother. There were no traces of the little girl's Nikkei heritage of which she was a quarter of through her maternal grandmother, much like her mother herself, resembling her own father.

Yet in this case the girl looked more like Jill than himself. He had frowned upon seeing this, when Valentine, had given birth in 2008. Still, at least Jake bore some resemblance to him even if his haircolor was more like his own mother. After all, God or not, he was a former human and so his genes did not physically dominate in every aspect and was still only 50% in resemblance. Even so, his dna was dominant where it mattered most. The blood.

"Daddy, are we leaving soon?" She looked up at him, with innocent eyes, in total trust. Despite his hard exterior, with her he had always been soft. He favored the child. When she had been born, his "Death" in 2009, she had been taken to live with Alex. In secret, he had raised her. But still, the child had remembered him as she was two when he had faced Chris and Sheva in Kijuju.

"Soon enough, dear heart. I'm afraid this city is no longer safe. As soon as I finish what little work I have left we will leave."

"Because of the monsters?" The man paused, still somewhat in awe of her innocence, not having been around when Jacob was a boy to admire the simplistic beauty of a child, of his creation to know that the child looked up to and worshiped him with a pure love the way adult humans should have. And would. "Yes, my dear. Are you afraid of them?"

"Yes...they're scary. Were they once...people?"

"You needn't be afraid, my child. I will always protect you."

She looked down, saddened. "You went away before...I thought you were gone."

"I was just gone for a little bit. But that will not happen again. I am back now. And here to stay. Even if I wasn't around to protect you, do you remember what I told you before?" She nodded. "That I'm special?"

"Yes. They will overlook you. Your mother and I, we made you special. You have a protective power inside of you that makes you invisible to the monsters."

"What about Jake? I've seen them go after him,"

Albert chuckled in a somewhat light hearted manner. "It's the other way around, Sarah. He goes after them. As for Jake, he has that power too but he's not as powerful as you. So the zombies go after him. He can handle himself," The man smirked slightly, "But they are afraid of you."

"Dad...where's mom?"

The blonde man brushed a strand of hair from the girls face. "Just what do you remember of your mother?" She replied, "I remember her holding me when I was really little but she wasn't home a lot..."

Albert pondered the situation. He would eventually have to possibly kill Jill Valentine as well. With Chris out of the way, she was the leader of trhe rebellion against the Family in the Eastern hemisphere as far as former BSAA agents went. He would also have to dispose of Agent Alomar. Not only for himself but because of Alex.

He would not make it quick either. Eventually he would have to deal with the betrayal of Ada, After this, all the rest of them would be at his feet. Either as subjects in subordination again, perhaps as Rebecca Chambers, a weak soul as she was, on her knees, bowing before him in fear, servitude and piety, or as skulls crushed beneath his boot as he knew Leon Kennedy would end up being as Agent Wong's other half.

Still, he had a fondness for Jill that he had gained in the time they had spent together. It wasn't love but it was still a form of attachment. A state of getting used to her face. After all, the little girl needed a mother and he doubted the hauty Ms Gione would be of much use in that area. Perhaps he would put Jill back under the P30. Eiter that or leave her as herself but make it clear to her she had no choice in obeying him as before. He would through a series of tests rid of her abilities rendering her only as a favored servant of his, for maternal uses and...others uses.

The love of her daughter would be enough to get her through a lifetime with him, even if she did despise him, she would learn to worship him in time, as her beloved daughter did. For though he knew Jill had spent time in treatment after the events of Africa and had regained most of her memory of her life before she was his captive and a lot of what she had done during it, he had found a way, testing on her brain, to block that part of her memory out.

As a contingency plan, should things have ever gone wrong, and Chris by some bad fortune freed her as he did, he still did not want her to know of the child. For if she knew, she and Chris might try and kidnap the child as their own and he would not have that imbecile raising his daughter as his own.

"What is it?" Demanded the God. "Alexia Ashford. She has started another outbreak in India. On top of the war, there are B.O.W.'s wreaking havoc in Eeshvar Shehar. We believe that she released it on the population to try and bring us after her."

"It seems Ms. Ashford believes the Eastern hemisphere belongs to her. Her and that imbecile brother. Perhaps I underestimated just how much potential she has. She may have evolutionary royalty in her blood but without the right discipline, it's of no use. Her and Alfred have no ambition. They only wish to be king and queen of the world. Alexia would have been a suitable queen had she taken up my offer and stayed loyal to me. I'd have given her anything. She could have been a Goddess instead of a queen. Which holds more power?"

Excella answered, "A god of course. She used my body. To betray you. She must be stopped."

Albert eyed her coldly. He could still sense in her that she was heartbroken from the betrayal seven years ago. "Do you still think me cruel for what happened in Africa?"

Excella admitted, "I thought we would be together in this new world. And to you I was only a pawn,"

"That was before. As it stands your DNA did not accept the Uroburos virus. Now, it can. You still have the Uruboros in you from that battle as well as Alexia's viral imprint. Plus I have given you my brother's gift of DNA. If you have a problem with my plan and hold a grudge I can always dispose of you. You need to understand that if the virus had been released upon the world and my own DNA had not been compatible with the virus, it would mean I was not worthy. Even if I had not been around to see the results, the mission would have been completed. Humanity would have evolved. But they would have been without a single leader."

"You did not bring me back. Alex did."

Albert smirked. "Yes...and he intended to bring me back as well. He had your body in mind as a host for Alexia. A queen suitable for the new world."

"How can you be so in love with a woman who does not care about you? You obsess over Alexia and she views you as a peasant!" He grabbed her by the throat. "I am not a peasant. I am a God. And what does that make you? Loyal to the man who all but disposed of you. You were just a means to an end," He let go of her throat. "Liar!" She stated. Albert turned to her with a scowl. "I beg your pardon?"

"If I am only a pawn to you then you would have killed me three years ago after Alexia completed the transformation for herself nd her brother. You did not need me for anything else. There was no other means for your end. You know that without me you will be alone and a lonely God would be a sad one. Even the Gods need companions! You can see me as a pawn and Alexia as a Queen but played correctly, a pawn can become a queen. And a queen can become a Goddess. If Alexia is a queen she is on the other side of the chessboard. And it is me who keeps the sing safe from her pawns."

Albert smirked. "Your ego is unbecoming of you, Excella. A queen might be the second most valuable piece but once the king falls, a check mate ensues. I can live without you but you cannot live without me. I could have a thousand queens but there are only one of me."

'

"No? Then why did Alex survive longer than you did the first time around? You know, it wasn't his idea to turn me into Alexia. Only to bring you back. Whatever he may have told you or anybody else about bringing me back for you is wrong. He brought me back as mysel," Excella;s hands reached for Wesker;s belt. "And he was as capable as you. He kept my cold broken heart warm while you were away," She said with a taunting smile.

Wesker slapped her hard sending her staggering back against a wall. Her lip bled and she smiled. "Yes...punish me, lover..."

He sped over to her forcing her dress upward with a growl, and with a few adjustments of his belt and zipper, he was already inside of her. Excella, however, was already wet. There was not much he could do to her that she would not enjoy. He thrusted into her deep pulling the straps of her dress down to reveal her large white breasts, rosy with the redness of her pinkish nipples as he penetrated her. Despite being a woman of good shape, she was also curvaceous enough to be considered voluptuous. "Oh Albert...!" She cried as he thrust deeper into her, his teeth gritting with lust as well as rage.

He thrusted into her deep pulling the straps of her dress down to reveal her large white breasts, rosy with the redness of her pinkish nipples as he penetrated her. Despite being a woman of good shape, she was also curvaceous enough to be considered voluptuous. "Oh Albert...!" She cried as he thrust deeper into her, his teeth gritting with lust as well as rage. He gripped on her hips as he drove into her tight entrance.

Albert removed is gloves and began to finger her as he drove into her. Her creamy white thighs were wet with anticipation as he drove deeper into her. His fingers toyed with her folds as he felt the lubrication of her juices coating his throbbing member. He growled slapping her on the ass with a lot of force. She cried out with lust and pain but he did it again. He left a large red hand print on her large left butt cheek which bounced more as he drove deeper into the Italian woman.

"You are my property..." He snarled as he drove into her. His teeth dug into her neck drawing blood. "Yes..." She breathed hard as he went faster. No sane woman would enjoy this but in her views, she was chosen by a God. It seemed Excella despite her taunts had true faith. She was like Job in this regard. She was faithful and had not cursed him truly, even when he had abandoned her. He had considered her unworthy at the time of her first death but Alex had brought her back. Much like how prophets in the bible were able to bring the dead back even if that power came from one more powerful than them. A god.

Wesker was after all still a god. With the power to take life, all life if he deemed nessecary but also to give it back. He had in the last three years wondered if he was fit to call himself a God since he had died before but finally the epifany had come to the blonde man not so long ago. The gods of the past had been said to die and rise. Osiris had been struck down by Set, dismembers as he had been when the rockets hit him, Jesus Christ had been killed by is own people by the cross pierced by spear and by nail. Much like Chris and Sheva had pierced him with knives in between reloading. And just like the Christ, Wesker had been killed by one of his past disciples.

Or the feathered god Quetzalcoatl worshiped by the Aztecs. Much like the god of the east, Wesker had burned in the volcanic lava after being blasted to bits. He was much like each of them only he was real. He was like Jesus in the sense of the majority being unwilling to change. Unworthy of change. Of salvation. He was like Osiris the most. Osiris had been struck down by Set his rival and his son Horus had sought revenge in his name. And like Horus, Jake had prevailed. Now all that remained was to take his kingdom.

He forced Excella toi turn around his neck around her throat as he fucked her. "I'm yours..." She rapsed as he began to squeeze tight., He felt an anger in his belly at her undying devotion to him. It was flattering of course but he longed for Jill. How she had fought him at first. Part of her had resisted even within the p30's control. Even when her body and her mind, at least in outter apperance was his he knew she hated him. And yet she would shiver with orgasm as he had ravaged her. She hated to love him.

He needed the balance of both. He let go of her throat and she gasped trying to breath both from having had her air supply cut off and from the sensation of his big dick pulsating between her legs. He lifted her dress up further pushing her against the wall and he began to suck roughly on her breasts his tongue flicking against her nipples and he chewed on them. He moved down from her breasts down to her stomach hos tongue finding his way down to her stomach, he began to suck on her navel, causing the brunette to gasp with a sigh as her breasts rose.

He began to suck on the flesh there, his teeth biting into the interior and exterior as he continued his rough foreplay on her belly. He bit just hard enough as he sucked, his tongue against her skin, not enough to break the skin but still enough to leave a bright red mark on her ivory skin as his tongue snaked the oval interior. "Mmmm..." She cooed and he decided to chew harder after all breaking the skin drawing her blood. He tasted her iron her blood as red as his eyes and she cried out starting with pain at his sharp teeth but followed by a purr as he licked it up, lapping the blood up, and he began to move down to her legs spreading them apart. Her slit was dripping wet with anticipation wanting any part of him back inside her, his cock, his tongue even his fingers.

The trail of pubic hair just above her mound was revealed as he further moved the dress aside, he letting the brown air his his cheek as he moved down towards her entrance. He put his mouth on her opening, sucking on it firmly as though he intended to eat her out, his tongue probing her briefly but then in a shock he pulled it away from her, the void of him causing her to gasp her eyes widening in surprise and he grabbed her by her hair forcing her to her knees. "Do not feign naivety. You know what is required of you."

She took him into her mouth her warm lips sliding along his shaft as she took the God's member into her supple red mouth. She tried to take his cock as deep in as she could.. She took it halfway but he put pressure onto the back of her head. She began to gag on his cock as he pushd his manhood further into her throat He was testing her gag reflexes, the corners of her mouth widened as his girthy penis sretched her mouth out as she took it in deeper. Excella's eyes watered as she hummed against his veiny meat shaft.

Her ample bottom was quite a sight for him as he stared down at her. He nearly undid her bun that her hair was tied up in as he made her take more of him would not let up until her mouth was sucking him off all the way to the base. She began to suck him off more furiously as she managed to not throw up on his length but she did gag leaving a large trail of spit on his cock and she had to come up for air leving a trail of saliva and semen along the base.

She stroked his balls as she took him back in after he promptly told her in a stern voice, "I gave you no orders to cease..." She bobbed up and down on his dick his helmet poking into the back of her throat. Tears fell from her eyes as she was gagged. Her eyes reddened at the task and she decided to pull him out of her mouth and use her tongue more licking from his testicles up the base to the shaft and finall up to his helmet teasing around it with her tongue regaining control for herself in her ability to breathe.

She moved her tongue along the tip but also put her mouth back around it continuing to suck him off so as to please him and not arouse the god'sanger at any lack of stimulation or attention. She could hear him growling and he began to make her take him in deeper again and she did but her teeth accidentally scraped the skin. He slapped her and told her, "Do not do that again...or you will regret it..." She gasped both exausted in her mouth muscles but still by some miracle, not angry at him. Her lip was red with blood. His wound healed but the blood was still there. He looked at her hard and she knew what she had to do next. She ran her tongue along the wound licking the blood up, a mix of her own saliva and his salty semen plus the irony taste of his blood mixed in her mouth and she resumed blowing him being more careful this time even as he was no less rough. Finally she could tell he was about to burst as his face turned red. He let out a gutteral roar as he exploded and his seed filled her mouth.

She swallowed him up like a good queen sucking up and swallowing every last drop while still stimulating his still erect cock. The average human male would be flaccid by nowafter such an intense blowjob and would surely need time to reccoperate but due his own superhuman strength with it came superhuman virility. It was as though he was insatiable and any other woman might not be able to handle the sex drive of Albert Wesker. But Excella was not any other woman. He grabbed her pressing her up against the walls and had her wrap her legs around him, somwhat more intimate than she was accustomed to from him. He entered her slick womanhood with a push, inside her in no time. Excella gasped with desire as he began to ener her wasting no time and began to hrust yet again. Her breasts soon found themselves in his mouth and he chewed on her breasts again yet sucked them as he went inside of her his cock penetrating her tight walls as deep as the brunette could take him.

He entered her slick womanhood with a push, inside her in no time. Excella gasped with desire as he began to ener her wasting no time and began to hrust yet again. Her breasts soon found themselves in his mouth and he chewed on her breasts again yet sucked them as he went inside of her his cock penetrating her tight walls as deep as the brunette could take him. She was somewhat relieved that as far as holding her up he was doing more of the work but she knew she still had to give effort to a point as theyfucked. She only hoped that he would allow her to have his child. That she too, might have a legacy in her womb. "You belong to none other..." He warned her. "No other jhas the right to do with you as I wiill."

"Yes..." She moaned as his tip hit her g spot. "Yes what?" He demanded. "Yes...Albert...my master...my beloved God king...my warrior..." He growled and he turned her away from the wall fucking her in mid air slamming into her and her hips bucked into his as she tried to keep up and he smacked her on the ass as he held her up screwing her, seemingly spurred by her words and admission of submission.

He began to thrust deeper into her her whole body shook and bounced her breasts her ass, all of her as she rode his cock. Her nails dug into his back and she dared to cut into them with her fingernails. The god did not mind, allowing her this indulgence and she pulled herself to him leaning her head over his shoulder as he plowed her and held her up at the same her thigs shook and trembled as he drove deeper into the large breasted Italian.

Her walls grew wetter as he pounded her g spot his cock rubbing against her clit as the width of it was enough to do so. He carried her into another room finding a desk and he knocked everything off of it and laid the woman on it and lifted her legs up into the air as he penetrated her.

She cried out, wailing as her walls constricted as se was brought to orgasm. He increased his speed driving into her and she was screaming now. His own finish was not far behind. He did not bother to pull out of her. He'd already created a superior son like Jacob from an inferior mother. Perhaps all though she was not as powerful as he, she still had power and if she could carry his seed, the next child might be even more powerful.

He silently got dressed. "We still have work to do..."

The woman took a breath but she reached into her purse and lit a cigarette. "Yes dear..."

She soon put her dress on as well.

Billy

He could see the battle between the Marines and the Bhāratīya Thalsēnā was getting carried away. There were carriers all over the city and yet this did not stop them from killing each other. They simply just killed B.O.W.'s and enemy combatants. "We have to make it back to the others..." Rebecca said in a panic. "I know...we're in a really tight spot though. The army is evacuating civilians...actually both are trying to make as many evacuate so at least there's that. But any non military personnel will be considered a terrorist too and shot on sight."

"This is insane! If you're a soldier you'll get shot too by the enemy. Or killed by the infected. Can't they see that none of them are in the right this time? It's not about countries anymore or world powers. It's about the survival of the human race."

Billy nodded. "Damned if you do, damned if you don't. That's the way it is. We've just gotta deal."

Rebecca racked the Benelli M4 shotgun she had taken from their stash of weapons. She also had a .357 Desert Eagle in a holster plus a 9mm. Billy looked through his cans to see what looked like an entire battalion coming up Gajraj street. He looked at the soldiers coming. He saw face after face of young men and women but mostly men, who were about to die for a war that didn't matter.

He spotted a familiar face, an African American. It was Reggie. His facial hair had grown significantly and his hair had too. He looked down right stressed out. Just then, several explosions hit the battalion. "Shit!" Billy cried out as a seemingly endless amount of soldiers were blown up. They were a distance from the explosion but could still see the carnage of it and see where it was coming from. "That's a Binaka...fuck..." He declared as he spotted the military vehicle unleashing hell on the Marine battalion. They got into defensive positions and started to get behind buildings for cover as well as tanks but at least one tank had been destroyed as well. The tanks let off a blast back at the Indian military weaponized truck.

They didn't need any more reason to get out of there. The two still went through alleys but they knew they would have to wait. Te Assault Rifles thundered in the air as well and a cloud of dust from the debris made it impossible to see in the streets. US Marines started to take cover in the alleys as well and Billy cursed and turned to Rebecca. "We have to hide."

He saw a fire escape and gave the short woman a boost. She climbed up as the soldiers fell back into the alley. He jumped up and she helped pull him up as best as she could and he pulled himself up the rest of the way since he was significantly heavier. A blast rattled the building indicating that either the Binaka had not been taken out or that there was another one. The two almost lost their footing and fell off. "I guess this is the battle of Eeshvar Shahar..." Rebecca said in a shaky breath.

They needed to get to the top floor if possible. They found the top floor and they busted through the window with Rebecca's shotgun. "There's way too many of them!" Screamed a US soldier. "82nd airbone is flanking these bastards from the south! Just sit tight and we'll be fine!"

Billy had to wonder if Reggie had been hit as they climbed through the window of the apartment building. They tried a door to a hallway but it wouldn't budge. There were some stairs to go down and Rebecca suggested they go and try another door on a lower floor in the hopes that going through a hallway to the other side would put them through. "We can't stay here. The whole city is a war zone especially this district. They already hit the building. It's just a matter of time before they start using drones on this one too," Chambers observed.

"I know that, doll but we need to get to the roof to see who is where. That way we can better see what ways are the best to take,"

"I hope Jill and the others are okay..." She admitted. Billy hoped so too but also that his friend was okay. They tried the door to the next apartment hallway on the next floor down. Even from inside the building, Billy could smell burning flesh. "God I hate urban warfare..."

"I hate all warfare..." Rebecca replied carrying the Handgun. The hallway was on fire at the other end so this was a no go. The two coughed as they inhaled smoke. "It's no good...lets try another floor..."

"Christ...don't they have an extinguisher around here?" He told her, "Hey...you should go try the next floor down. I'm going to see if there's another way through here. This fire is probably from the army's bombing just now. I'll meet you on the next floor down. Just going to see if there;s a window I can look out of to see if I can get a vantage point."

"I don't think that's a good idea...how will we keep in touch if something goes wrong?" He had taken two radios off of two dead tangos back at the other building but she had not seen it. "Whatever frequency the Dhalit Brotherhood is using, it's probably more secure than the American or Indian radio. You're a former officer of the law so I don't think you need my help operating one of those," He said with a grin.

She held up a thumb. "Okay.,..but be careful."

"Will do."

He kicked the door in and made his way into an apartment. It was a rather colorful place but it had the stench of death in it. A dead woman with light brown skin and coconut brown hair lay dead among the glass of a broken coffee table. She was quite beautiful, and looked to be in her late twenties. Her throat had been cut. He looked through the bedrooms and spotted a male several years younger than her, had near him, an M911 pistol. Billy checked to see it was empty. Near him, were two more corpses with fresh bullet wounds in them.

It seemed he had been stabbed multiple times in the abdomen. This man wore a brown jacket and a bloodied white t shirt and gray jeans. Billy could see the two men he had taken down before he was killed had been J'avo. Or whatever you called these damn things. "I'm sorry..." He stated aloud as he passed a statue of Ganesha, the elephant god. Just then, the wounded man stirred grabbing the gun and aimed at him pulling the trigger but the shot missed and the next several pulls clicked empty. Billy aimed at him out of instinct and nearly shot him but didn't.

The man was of no threat to him now. Billy lowered his Rifle. "It's okay...I'm not one of them...do you speak English?" The man did not but he attempted to communicate anyway. He lowered his pistol and Billy was not sure if it was out of futility because he knew there was no rounds left or because he knew now Billy was not a threat to him anymore than he was to Billy. "Main nahin chal sakata hai . Ve meree bahan, maata-pita hamaare neeche maar daala. In raakshason, is pleg sab kuchh nasht kar raha hai !"

Billy looked at him, not sure what he was saying. "I...can't understand you...damn it..." He thought about calling Rebecca on the radio but decided it was probably best to just see if he could help him here. He tried to help him to his feet. "Can you walk?"

He was heavy but the man was able to walk. He was obviously not crippled from a spinal injury or he would not be able to so much as lift the handgun let alone fire it. He spotted another woman, this one was in her thirties and looked like an older sibling. She wore a pink sari and her stomach was exposed and Billy could see she had been stabbed in the back and the stomach but was still alive. "Who are you?" She asked with fear in broken english. She looked almost exactly like the dead woman on the ground but her eyes despite her brownish skin were sapphire blue indicating mixed ancestry.

"Hey...can you translate? Tell him we need to get you two out of there. My partner is just downtairs we're here to help."

Just then, a leech like creature entered the room. It was gray in color and it looked somewhat humanoid but it wasn't. It grabbed the woman an knocked her down and another grabbed the young man. Billy backed up aiming at them trying to fire at them before they could bite them or whatever they were going to do but the thing spewed out its own intestines and they went into the pretty woman's mouth. She screamed and it let out ademonic sounding squeak . He fired at the thing's head and the woman shook and Billy kept firing and took its head off the rounds sawing it in half.

It still managed to crawl as it was split into three its bottom its top and its hands moving on its own."What the hell is that...!" It regenerated and started to come ater Billy but he fired at the closes thing to him which was its legs and its hands. He had never seen anything like this before. "Rebecca! Come up here! I need your help!"" She didn't respond so he kept firing. The sisters stomach split open and blood and guts spilled everywhere, Billy's eyes widened upon seeing this as another one of those things came out. After everything he had seen in Iraq and Afghanistan and Pueto Rico, and before that in Raccoon and before that in Africa, this was by far the most vile thing he'd ever lay witness to.

The things hands jumped onto his face and tried to grab at him and hestruggled managing to swipe it away with his knife and empty the magazine into the hands hoping to stop it. The wounded young man walked towards his sister in disbelief and she did the same to him. "No!" Billy cried out as he reloaded. He fired at both of the other two and he gave the soon to be infected brother a kick and sent him flying through the window onto the balcony and he kicked him out just as the thing was starting to transform. It fell about five floors. The sister came at him and he narrowly ducked and he went out of the apartment looking to get back into the hall.

The two creatures followed him out and he saw that they kept regenerating. They were worse than the leeches in Raccoon. He didn't know what to do so he did the only thing he could think of as one came towards him. He hit it with the butt of the Rifle sending it into the flames. The thing shreiked and the other came at him and tried to dpoosit its infection into him but he kicked it off sending it to the fire too. H saw both writing in the flames nd was not sure if this would kill or only deter. Either way he wasn't waiting to see. He went out of there going back down to wher Rebecca was. She held a smoking shotgun. "I ran into some...things..."

"Me too...come on...let's head down another floor before they regroup."

"What are those things?" He asked the ex STARS and BSAA member. "They were in China. They're called Rasklapanje. They are very dangerous and very hard to kill. Chris faced them, Leon faced them, Ada faced them and so did Sherry and Jake."

"Jesus...what a nightmare! I found two survivors...they used to live there but one of those things infectd them before I could do anything."

"They're usually a waste f ammo. It's best to just abvoid them."

"I knocked one off the balcony. He was one of the survivors...his sisters had just infected him...they could come back...I don't know if going down stairs is a good idea."

"They won't find out where we are and by the time thy do we'll be gone."

"I think I'll take my chances at facing hostiles with guns. At leat when they kill me I stay dead."

They went down into the next floor and tried an apartment. To their relief it was empty and Billy checked the balcony looking down at the street level. He spotted the creature and it had spotted some Marines. Ten of them. It seemed like there was ten of them engaging the thing. Billy looked down and saw that Reggie was one of them. He started to run downstairs but Rebecca stopped him. "I know he's your friend but this is bigger tha him or you or any of us. We have to get to Jill and the others and get them their guns. See what they have to report. Give them a briefing on the situation. See if Chris has made any progress yet."

Billy wanted to at least warn him. "He's a fighter...he'll find a way to survive," She assured him. "I'm glad one of us is sure about that..."

"There's more of hthem than it..."

"Yeah but it can infect more and more you even kill any of them?" She said, "It took me more than ten shots but I think I killd at least one. I just hope if Wesker is out there somewhere he doesn't have that kind of power himself."

They headed downstairs further and they spotted an two men in an open apartment building the door ajar opning fire on the battalion from the windows. They spoke in Hindi one carried a Sniper Rifle and the other fired an AK. Billy spotted the creature downstairs seeing it had infected a Marine and the others, including Reggie were bewildered. Billy held a finger to his lips as half the squad of ten were engaged with the creature and half with the two commandos on their floor. The man with the Sniper Rifle hit the BOW in the stomach severing it in half. It begamn to regenerate however just as a Marine had been infected and transformed. The creature started to try and clib up towards them. Or at least the fire had drawn its attention.

He fired at the soldiers down below and at the creature. Billy removed his combat knife and slit the sniper's jugular. Blood sprayed eveywhere and the other tango aimed at Bily but Rebecca already had a bead on him. She fired five rounds from the 9mm and all of the rounds hit. He fell off the balcony however, mortally wounded and landed in front of one of the Rasklapanje. "Rebecca!" Billy hissed. "I didn't mean to I was just trying to save your life!"

"Well at least it's focused on him and not us now..." But the problem was now, another human host was available even as the Dhalit guerilla lay dying he wasn't dying fast enough and the thing went into him next. Reggie tossed a frag grenade at the creatures and he blew two of them in half. "Captain these things keep spawning!"

Reggie replied, "Don't let it get close! Retreat!" The African American cried and the Sgt under him, a Mexican American ordered, "Fiure at will! We need to get moving!" A grenadier fired at the things and semingly took care of it. They managed to kill all but one. One was about to grab Reggie. He had no choice. Billy fired down at the thing hitting it in the head. The black Marine kicked the thing away and unloaded into it splitting it in three and he backed up as what remained of the ten of thm cut it to pieces but he looked up at Bily. "You owe me one!" Billy called out taking a risk.

They finally got down to the second floor and found the second floor fire escape and they got to ground level. They came to the street level and spotted a military jeep out front and Billy spotted a Marine he recognized. John Watkins. The man had been a corporal when he had known him. However he knew unlike Reggie, he had never liked Billy. He would surely try and get word to Regan that he was alive. Billy was already aiming at him saying, "Sorry..." He fired hitting the man in the throat. The man fell, choking and Billy commandeered the vehicle. "That wasn't nessecary!" Rebecca said. "You could have just knocked him out!"

"You said we have a job to do, Becca. You're right. There's too much at risk right now. We have to go. He's collateral."

They got into the Humvee and began to drive back around to where they suspected Jill might be., If they were wrong they'd just have to keep looking.

Meanwhile..

Alexia Ashford watched from the balcony of a luxury hotel in New Delhi watching as the city was being destroyed from all of the insignificant ants. "Look at them all burning my dear Alexia...those foolish peasants are destroying themselves and they haven't the faintest idea why!" Alfred observed.

"Yes my dearest brother...they do not realize what has set in motion by their own Queen...now the wrath of the sun rays of the gods will scorch their useless bodies. From the ashes of the unwashed masses, we will build a new colony. One in which only the worthy will reign and the unworthy shall either be smited or bow in servitude."

They looked below at the streets as the United States and Indian military were engaging in battle with each other So far it seemed, the US was winning but many were dying on both sides. The casualties on both sides appeared to be in the thousands. She turned to her brother, who as he had been at their island, was dressed up the same as he had once been as he lay dying in er arms. "Let's test your new abilities, shall we? We've spent much time preparing you, my dear. An Ant Queen must have her King. He is rare but only the worthy is to be entrusted with such power and leadership."

On his ring finger was a sapphire ring. On hers was a ruby red one. A testament of their bond and devotion to one another as brother and sister. As twins. As lovers. She removed one of her earrings and pierced his left hand with it. She penetrated the skin hard and he bled significantly. He held his hand out over the balcony letting the blood drops fall many floors to the streets below. On the street level, members of 101st Airborne were down below.

It looked like there were roughly eight of them and they were taking cover behind an abandoned Indian military vehicle whom had been killed, presumably by the men below. They were cut off from the rest of their division and holding out for backup. They were seemingly holding their own against a platoon of enemy soldiers. They were the screaming eagles. They soon would scream.

One soldier noticed the blood drops from above and looked up and a few more hit his cheek. At this point, Alfred dug his own fingernails into the wound in his hand tearing into the open wound further causing it to bleed more. "Hey! What are you doing up there?!" The soldiers likely expected that non citizens of this backwards country would have evacuated by now. It was certain they knew the two aristocrats were not locals. A country such of this was unworthy to be rulers. It was a nation of caste systems and peasants. Even their rulers were slaves to this caste system. Little did they know a new caste system was about to be put in place.

A few more drops of blood hit other soldiers. He turned to his sister oblivious to what the peasant soldiers down below were screaming at them, while at the same time trying to stay in cover. "These fools consider themselves elites. We shall put that theory to the test, shan't we?" She smiled wickedly taking his other hand and told him, "Now focus..."

He did and soon, the soldiers who'd had his blood dropped on them were ablaze and screaming. The other soldiers panicked trying to help their friends who were now as ablaze as they would be if they had been doused in petrol and lit on fire with a match. Alexia and Alfred turned their gaze from the burning of the men down below and the smoke that followed, to the burning of the fires all over the city as the people were torn apart by the infected and each other, buildings, vehicles and people, entire families, vile peasants screaming as the flames peeled away their worthless flesh.

Alexia kissed her brother's hand even as it was healing. She smiled with blood red lips as they stared at the burning city and began to sing.

There was a friendly but naieve king who wed a very nasty queen the king was loved but the queen was feared..

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And on that very eerie note, that's the end of this chapter. A nice call back to Code Veronica especially with both Alexia and Alfred being alive now.

I hope you enjoyed I know I took a while to update but I'm at it again. I figured Wesker and Excella deserved another lemon and I swear the next one will be Claire and Steve but as of right now where they are, I figured it wouldn't really work theyre too busy trying to survive a hospital full of infected.

Despite Wesker's down right psychotic views of women as objects, I at the same time wanted to show him having a somewhat softer side with his and Jill's daughter. The other thing about this too is that we know Wesker is dead and we know he is Jake;s father but unless they bring Wesker back we will never sewe the two interact but ten that seems like too muc of a set up for Jake to be a character to have him not meet his own father. The truth be told, none of us really know just how Wesker would have been towards Jake and it's a bit late to know how he would have been towards him as a child as opposed to now as an adult.

As far as bringing back that very annoying fucking creature from Resident Evil 6 the thing is i hated dealing with that thing so I felt bringing it back into this with Billy and Rebecca would be fitting besides, if you're a man who just lost a family member and then you see a loved one is still alive then you see them devoured and then turned into one of those freakish things, that to me at least in a lot of ways, would be more traumatizing than seeing your loved one become a zombie.

I wanted to thank From: Sofistinha for checking this out too always nice to have an extra reader.

In terms of Wesker's views of himself as a God, you would have to wonder if he was brought back to life if he would see this as proof he was not a God and was very much mortal but then a truly delusional person would just look to the gods of ancient civilizations and refer to the dying and rising God trope that is in almost every culture to one degree or another.

What do you all think about what is going on with Chris? How do you think Jill and Sheva will react? Despite Jill not being in the same city obviously. This is a weird question but what are some things some of you would like to see happen towards the end?

Anyway, with that being said, read and review as always. We're almost done.