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Rebecca Chambers stared at the clone and shook her head. It was a much better copy than the one they'd worked on of Wesker during the Africa debacle. She sighed deeply and shook her head. 
"This isn't going to work. I don't care how good he looks." She muttered, well aware of the tall man standing in the background. "This is Jill we're talking about. Chris pulled her out of her own virus. There's no way she won't sense something." She groaned again and ran her fingers through her hair, only now remembering she hadn't bothered to have it cut in a long while. "Goddamn it. I could understand him dying in a biochemical outbreak but cancer? Who covers that shit up?!" The headache was there behind her eyes. She needed coffee and sleep. At least coffee. "He's not going to fool anyone. He's too cheerful. Chris was a real son of a bitch there at the end. And what about Claire? She'll smell a rat...oh god....What the hell was I thinking agreeing to this?"

It wouldn’t take long for Natalia to gain her wish, the camera had already picked up the movement and sound of gunshots.

Ruby’s weapon was again holstered against her slender thigh, though she was by no means defenceless. “Albert Wesker Doesn’t understand the concept of self hatred.” She didn’t give Moira chance to reply as her fingers curled around the other woman’s wrist, holding the arm straight as The palm of her free hand Slammed into Moira’s forearm with enough force to shatter the bone, never mind break it. “Don’t ever fucking shoot me again, bitch.” She warned as the weapon in question clattered to the ground.

Natalia closed her eyes, taking herself back to the night in the hotel. The first time she'd seen him smile. She had a feeling she'd seen something noone ever had. It was the thing that kept her going. The warmth spreading through her stomach was just his heated kisses, not her own blood rushing out of her. "Albert..." 

Moira screamed in pain, ,all but dropping herself to the ground in an attempt to get away from Ruby. It was only then that she saw Natalia and knew that Ruby was only half her problem.

Ruby stood over Natalia like a true Wesker surveying its prey. Her usually playful blue eyes lacked much of anything but hatred in that moment, and Moira would have no doubt that the younger women truly did wish to kill her. “Where’s that smart mouth now, huh?” She sneered, cruelly pressing a boot down on Moira’s shattered arm.

Moira howled again, now reaching for the gun with her good arm. She got her fingers on it, her focus on the woman on the floor. Natalia was now lying in a lifeless heap, her eyes open but eerily staring at nothing. 
"One down..." Moira grunted, foolishly believing she was winning.

Natalia could see Lottie in the white light ahead of her. It had been so long. The crimson bear held out his arms for her, gleefully welcoming her home. Her friend...the one the truly care for her...now she would never be alone again.

“I don’t have time to deal with your inferiority issues.” Ruby growled, the smell of Natalia’s blood alerting her to the fact time was indeed short. If Wesker turned up... and found Ruby here, and Natalia dead? Well, she doubted she would ever make it to the Coen kid. She could hear the firm and purposeful footsteps that often haunted her nightmares. Ruby had lied; she wasn’t ready to face Wesker. It wasn’t the ‘hero’ thing to do, but she ultimately decided she needed to continue on and leave Moira to take the blame here. It wasn’t that cruel of a thing, considering the blame was Moiria’s to hold anyway. But Chris wouldn’t have stood for it. Ruby knew Chris would’ve saved both of them. “Sorry... Natty...” She breathed, darting into another door that lined the hallway as her true father came upon the bloodshed in his home.

Moria was gasping in pain, her fingers still around the gun when Wesker entered the hallway. Damning enough she was covered in the smaller woman's blood as it kept spreading over the carpet. 
As he had done a thousand times, Lottie turned on her. He used claws to try and swipe at the arms that had reached out for him. Natalia screamed her lover's name, though she had no idea it had come out as no more than a gurgle. 

Noah Coen was trying to remember what his father had taught him about lickers. All he could seem to manage at the moment was silent footsteps and shallow breaths that made his chest hurt. At this point even taking the safety was too dangerous. He wasn't sure he was going to make it out of this place with the antidote he'd promised the woman who sent him here.

For the second time Wesker had to hold his dying lover in his arms. She was so fragile that it almost made him hate her. Almost. Perhaps that was why he fought so hard for her? Something fragile, with an inner strength that it simply needed to realise. As Ruby had done, he stood over Moira, scowling at the unknown female. His gaze was on her arm, wondering if Natalia has done the damage he could see to the broken arm. He smiled faintly, believing she was gaining the strength he wished for her.

Ruby was stood before the door to ‘The Room’, silently trying to pluck up the courage to enter of her own free will. Children often had nightmares of the dark... Ruby’s were of the things she knew were in the dark. They were in that room, waiting for her as she stood there like a little girl, rubbing at an ancient scar. Finally she pulled on the gas mask that covered most of her face, simple blue light illuminating the edge around her eyes. She had learned the hard way that even the sound of breathing that came a little too quickly alerted these creatures. The mask would as least muffle some of it. Hand on the door knob, she took in one final deep breath. “You got got this...”

"Barry said something would break you..." Moira gasped out. "He'd love to know it was a pathetic girl!" She laughed through grunts of pain, collapsing back into the floor. 
Natalia took in a watery gasp, her body shaking as she tried to reach out and touch her lover's face.

Noah winced as he heard the door screech open. Several of the beasts close to him screamed in response and moved to follow the new sound. But there was one close to him that was not giving up on the scent of human flesh so easily.

Wesker kicked the gun away from Moira and smiled cruelly. “Ah, so that’s who you are.” He remarked. “Yet another useless child wishing to avenge a parent.” He added, u knowingly doing as his own daughter had done, and pressing a foot down on Moira’s shattered arm. “If you think I’m going to kill you for this... you had better start wishing for it.”

There were many obstacles in this large room. They gave the false impression that whoever was thrust in here could hide. That wasn’t their intended purpose; it was for the creatures in here to hide and perform their ambush. Ruby knew Wesker changed the layout frequently, and so couldn’t rely on her memory, just as she knew the sound of the door had just alerted the creatures to her presence. The young woman was quick to leave the vicinity of the door with all but silent footsteps. She took a moment to gather her thoughts and press a hand to the wound in her chest. She could feel the watery wound with each breath that passed through her lungs. Had the bullet passed right through, she would already be healing.

Natalia shifted in her lover's arms, sensing something that he hadn't yet. He wounds were healing slowly but painfully, exactly the way Alex meant for them to. 
Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt as the floor began to shake and the door on the far end of the hall burst open. 
"Stars..." The beast boomed, glaring at Wesker with one good eye before leveling a rocket launcher at him. 

Noah couldn't give up on where he was going. He had promised he would help save the lives of newborn children and he intended to do just that. 
This lab had the vaccine they needed to survive. Their mother had given him all the information and so far it had been right down to the last detail. 
He pulled his knife as the licker near him hunched up, tasting the air for him. The woman said a quick jab to the exposed brain and it was all over. But was he fast enough?

Wesker didn’t even utter a word before he hit the ground with Natalia, trying to shield her from further injury, whilst not aggravating those she already had. “Amy...” He was already blaming them other woman for setting that thing loose.

There was a shot somewhere close by, then an almost deafening howl before the sound of several sets of claws scuttling in that direction could be heard. If there was one thing Ruby enjoyed, it was creating a distraction. After firing the shot she had climbed up on top of a storage container, ensuring the creatures had all closed in on the sound.

Natalia slid the gun into her lover's hand as he held her tightly against him. The monster across from them was raging, able to sense he'd missed. "Alex." She breathed. "She's been showing up in my dreams for months...then last week. With you in the yard..." 

Noah nearly fell off his perch when his new enemy landed on it. He held his gun out and snarled at it, waiting for inevitable death.

“Alex?” Wesker breathes as he looked down into his lover’s face. “How? She can’t...” He exhaled quietly, astute enough to know this wasn’t the time.

Ruby didn’t even have her own gun raised, that’s how little of a threat she felt the well built man pointing his gun at her was. She simply held a finger up to where her lips would’ve been, if not for the gas mask she wore. A second later she held up a flash grenade for him to see what she had planned.

The Nemesis stepped forward, a tentacle ripping out of his arm. It shot toward Wesker, tearing into his shirt and then the skin of his back. 
When another moved in their direction, Natalia yanked the knife from his belt and sliced at it, her teeth bared in determination.

Noah wasn't sure what to make of this strange creature but he nodded. He found himself wondering if this was another of Wesker's tricks. He couldn't afford to trust one.

Wesker’s own jaw was clenched tightly, though he made no other show of discomfort. He needed to get Natalia out of there, deal with the nemesis, and still secure Moira.

Ruby hoped he was indeed the soldier his parents claimed, and that wasn’t simply an made up story. She used several hand gestures to signal he should make a break for the door, then pulled the n on the flash bang. A moment later Ruby stepped backwards off the edge of the container, disappearing back into the darkness as the sudden burst of light filled the room. The landing took her breath away somewhat, the jolt moving the bullet in her lung to a fresh, more painful position.

The monster stomped toward them, making sure it made as much as much noise as possible. A door to his left opened and water rushed out, flooding the ground beneath their feet. Natalia gasped several times, the water like on her small frame. The noise didn't hide the growl of an infected alligator swimming toward them.

Noah made a run for it, resolving that this wasn't the lab had needed. He didn't look back, knowing he would be blinded if he did. He'd have to trust this stranger and hope it wasn't a mistake.

Wesker hated that in that moment he wondered if this was how Chris often felt; like everything was against him. He was on his feet and at least attempting to lift Natalia from the water. It was a useless endeavour however, given the water continued to fill the hallway. He would simply have to kill the creature before he reach his lover. He didn’t yet realise she was quickly healing all on her own.

It was several minutes layer when Ruby stumbled from the room, covered in enough blood to leave it unclear whether it was her own... or the creatures. The unsettling truth was that it was indeed the creatures, of which there were few left. However, the wound in her chest was finally refusing to be ignored as she leaned on the wall for support.