Bleed

"How can I pretend that I don't see
What you hide so carelessly?
I saw her bleed
You heard me breathe
And I froze inside myself
And turned away
I must be dreaming

We all live
We all die
That does not begin to justify you..."
Bleed (I Must be Dreaming) by Evanescence

"This way," Rebecca urged, running ahead of him.

"Rebecca," Chris yelled after her. "Slow down!"

Rebecca ignored him and raced on ahead, turning down a different hallway. Chris groaned in frustration, glancing back at the rest of the people on his team. At the moment all of them were busy battling the monsters that were swarming into the room. Chris wanted to stay and help them, but he knew that he had to go after Rebecca. Groaning once more, Chris raced after her. He was able to keep her in his sight most of the time until they reached the basement.

Treading silently through the dimly lit rooms of the basement, Chris searched the rooms for Rebecca. But it was like she had disappeared off the face of the earth. Clutching the gun in his hands, Chris turned down another hallway. Near the end of the hallway he could hear what sounded like frantic breathing and the scuffling of feet. Hurrying forwards, Chris quickly made his way to the only room at the end of the hallway. Pressing his back against the wall by the open door, Chris peered into the room.

In the room were two people, Rebecca and Wesker. Wesker held Rebecca's smaller body in the air with one hand, while the petite brunette kicked and clawed at the blonde. Her attempts to free herself from the blonde didn't seem to have an effect on the older man at all. Chris, having had enough of watching this, moved to stop Wesker from strangling Rebecca to death but he froze in the doorway. Wesker opened his mouth and bit down on the side of Rebecca's neck. Rebecca screamed as the blonde sank his teeth into her neck and blood seeped out from under his lips. Chris could see the slight clenching of Wesker's jaw, before the blonde ripped open Rebecca's throat. Her bloodcurdling scream ended abruptly having turned into a gurgle. Wesker sneered in distaste at the woman in his hand before dropping her to the ground.

Brown eyes stared at the blonde man before him in shock. Chris could still hear the bloodcurdling scream that had left Rebecca's lips just seconds ago ringing in his ears. The man that he had admired and respected, his captain, stood before him like he hadn't just killed Rebecca Chambers. It was like his captain expected him to pretend that he hadn't just seen him kill someone.

Chris glanced at the still body with blood pooling around it. The bright red of the blood glinted in the dim bluish lighting of the room as it slowly spread along the cracks in the floor away from Rebecca's dead body. It took everything in Chris to tear his eyes away from the sight of her bleeding body, but that didn't stop the sight of her torn open throat from being imprinted in his mind.

Turning his brown eyes over to his captain, he knew the man had heard his sharp intake of breathe when he had shredded Rebecca's throat open before dropping her to the floor. Although he couldn't see his captain's eyes, he knew that steely gray-blue gaze was trained on him just by the shiver that went down his spine. With Wesker facing him, Chris could see the red that stained the blonde's face.

Standing in the doorway to that dimly lit room, Chris felt himself freeze inside as he turned his face away from the sight of the dead woman. Chris just couldn't comprehend what was right before him. No matter how much he knew what he saw was the truth, he couldn't force himself to believe any of it. His mind pleaded for this to be a dream. He had to be dreaming.

Forcing himself to face reality for now at least, Chris narrowed his eyes on the man that had meant everything to him. He knew that everyone lived and died, but that didn't give the blond the right to decide who got to live and who didn't. Chris knew logically that he had to kill the blonde. Nothing justified the killing of innocent people.

But even though he was facing reality at the moment, Chris wanted more than anything to believe this wasn't what it seemed. That it wasn't what he thought. He wanted desperately for all of this to be a terrible dream. This had to be only in his mind, a figment of his imagination. None of this could possibly be real. He had to be dreaming.

Chris had to quell his urge to yell for help at that moment. He knew that yelling for help wouldn't save him or Rebecca. Steeling himself, Chris aimed at Wesker with full intent to unload every single bullet into the other man's body.

"You're a vampire," Chris stated.

Wesker chuckled lowly. "It took you long enough to figure it out, Christopher."

"But how can you be a vampire?" Chris inquired, truly confused. "I've seen you out in broad daylight!"

Another dark chuckle resonated in the room. "I'm a pure blood, Christopher. Not one of those ineptly made ones."

Chris' mind couldn't conceive what Wesker was telling him. The last pure blood vampire had died centuries ago. There was no way that Wesker could be one. But there was no other explanation for what the blonde was then.

"It seems that I'll have to cut our time together short, Christopher," Wesker said, a dangerous smirk gracing his lips.

Faster than Chris' eyes could follow, Wesker grabbed him from the open door way and slammed him against a wall. With his forearm pressed against Chris' upper chest, Wesker opened his mouth to reveal all of his teeth to be razor-sharp. On instinct Chris smashed his right fist into the side of Wesker's face, sending the blonde's sunglasses flying. With the sunglasses gone, Chris could now see Wesker's unusually colored eyes. Reddish-orange eyes glared at the brunette, causing Chris to freeze in fear for the first time in his life. Growling low in his throat, Wesker sank his teeth into the left side of Chris' neck. Chris screamed in agony as pain flooded throughout his body.

Just as he was about to pass out from the pain a gunshot rang out in the room. Wesker automatically released Chris to dodge the bullets aimed for his head. Without the blonde pinning him to the wall, Chris sank to the floor. Panting, Chris glared at the blonde vampire as Wesker kneeled in front of him and ceased the collar of his shirt. With no warning, Wesker smashed their lips together. Chris struggled against Wesker; even though he wanted nothing more than to give into the blonde's demanding lips. Gripping Chris' jaw, Wesker forced his mouth open to allow his tongue into Chris' mouth. Along with his tongue came a coppery liquid, blood, which Chris was forced to swallow. After a couple more seconds, Wesker removed his lips from Chris' and released his grip on the brunette's face. Taking a deep breath of much needed air, Chris began gagging as the foul taste of the blood that had invaded his mouth hit him.

"Until next time, Christopher," Wesker promised, the blood around his mouth standing out harshly against his pale skin.

Flinging Chris from his hold, Wesker disappeared leaving nothing behind to indicate that he had been here, aside from his sunglasses lying on the other side of the room. Chris had finally stopped gagging as soon as all of the other people from his team had rushed into the room. Yanking up the collar of his jacket to hide where Wesker had chewed on his neck, Chris heaved himself up off the ground. He used the wall to support himself, brushing off the attempts of the others trying to help him.

"Jesus, Chris, are you okay? What happened?" Jill immediately demanded as Chris wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smearing blood across his face more.

"I'm fine," Chris responded.

He wasn't sure why he wasn't telling them what had happened, especially about what had happened to him. But something inside him told him to keep most of this to himself.

"Wesker did this," Chris said, gesturing towards Rebecca's dead body. "It appears that he's gone rogue."

Jill swore under her breath before taking control of the situation. Chris, using the wall as a crutch, walked over to the black sunglasses resting on the floor in a corner of the room. Grabbing the sunglasses, Chris stared at them for a moment before pocketing them and leaving the room. As Chris was leaving the mansion, he found that he felt strange. He watched as the other people around him hurried to do as they'd been ordered, but for some reason they all seemed to be moving slower than he knew they were. Shaking his head, Chris brushed it off as a side effect of blood loss.

Chris pushed open the front doors to the mansion to allow the early morning sunlight to pour in. As the sunlight hit his eyes, Chris automatically shielded his eyes when the light from the sun made it feel like his eyes were burning. Fumbling for the sunglasses that he'd pocketed, Chris stared at them for a moment before placing them on his face. With the sunglasses blocking most of the sunlight, Chris' eyes no longer burned like before. He stepped out into the sunlight and began his trek down the dirt road leading back to Raccoon City unaware of the reddish-orange eyes watching him from the shadows.

A/N: I believe that the song fits this story perfectly, but what do you guys think? Should I make a second part to this? But if you guys have any requests, than please let me know. I'd be more than willing to do them. The song Bleed (I Must be Dreaming) belongs to Evanescence and RE belongs to Capcom, only the story idea belongs to me. Anyways, reviews and all that good stuff greatly appreciated!