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Resident Evil: Chimera	By : williewildkat Category: M through R > Resident Evil (All) > Resident Evil (All) Views: 3248 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It had been one week.
One long dark week.
There had been no change in Amare's status.
Isaacs seemed to be only one who was indifferent to her current state. His concern was honed on the reservoir of antibodies her body continually produced despite being in suspended animation. Along with the Predator virus which she had so willingly created in her former life as Alexandra Koch, the older scientist was poised to strike. The Board had set up a clean link so they could receive his progress without fear of Wesker or Slater intervening. The Chairman had continually blocked him, keeping him confined to the lab as long as Amare was encompassed within her steel blue prison. The idea of being treated like a common criminal only fueled Isaacs' desire to achieve his goal and his rising loathing for Chairman Albert Wesker.
He was continually amazed at how her body assimilated the T-Virus while engineering the sweet cells of resistance alongside it. Never in a million years could he have fathomed this becoming a reality. His wildest dreams were transpiring now instead of staying on the proverbial drawing board. Before the world delved into the 10th level of Hell he had Ashford and Birkin competing with him. But now they were dead! It was Darwinsim in action.
He could've been in a much better facility with control over his own staff and resources. The Board would've given it to him without hesitation! But instead that stupid son of a bitch Cain had to fuck it up! That arrogant bastard opened the Hive, releasing everything that had been sealed over 1,000 feet underground. But then again perhaps it had been a silver lining in a very dark cloud.
Isaacs sighed for it was all in the past and the future remained unwritten. His focus shifted to the screen as the vitals continued their rhythmic ebbing and receding. The blood samples he possessed were under tight security for Isaacs trusted no one. He was awaiting the results of the Predator virus's reaction to the T-Virus in Wesker's blood. If the virus reacted like Koch's notes indicated, then the T-Virus would be obsolete. Alexandra Koch had been onto something before she died and he was determined to unlock what was behind door number one and reap the rewards he was rightfully entitled to.
"Thank you so much," he whispered towards the chamber with a devious grin then replaced his vision back towards the desk. As his fingers began to stroke the keys, the set of sharp rubies tracing his every move.
The sudden thump jolted Isaacs from his seat. He knocked the seat to the ground as the monitors' alarms screeched and bells clang all around him. The blood gold eyes glared menacingly at Isaacs as the fists banged harder against the glass. The full red lips were twisted into a vicious sneer which unnerved the scientist. The mask floated beside her right cheek, allowing the medium to enter her lungs. Spider webs materialized in the thick panes allowing for the pale blue ooze to snake through the minute spaces between the breaks. The floor quickly assumed an eerie glow as the fluid clashed with the blaring lighting. Her movements perceived to be in slow motion as the material was thick but that didn't hinder her supernatural like strength though her lungs were flooded with suspension, debilitating her actions. Slater rushed in to catch the grand finale as Amare pummeled the weakened areas shattering the glass and liberating herself from her entombment. The tubing tore from her flesh but the needles stayed implanted within though not for long. The thick steel fangs were immediately expelled from her flesh landing on the floor with a thick coat of crimson on each. Her body collapsed with a loud smack as her legs and arms locked up upon contact with the cold sterile air. The wet mopping sounds choked her throat and airways as her breathing was obstructed.
"My god," the taller man rushed to the convulsing naked form on the floor. He twisted her around so she may purge her lungs of the oxygen rich solution. Blue slush evacuated her lungs, slapping against the sterile surface. Wheezing danced with wet spongy coughs until every last drop was on the slick black tiles. Her fists curled and uncurled as the pain stabbed her nerves causing her cerebral functions to detach from her command. Her stomach clenched and heaved contracted her muscles with sharp stabs of agony.
Alexander draped his jacket over her shaken body, not caring if the pale fluid clung to the inner liner. He could get another. Thick globs of the life sustaining material clung to her skin and matted her hair making Amare resemble something out of an old B horror movie.
"What are you doing?" Isaacs demanded as Slater lifted her up into his arms and started out the door.
"Getting her out of here," he responded curtly as the doors swept shut behind him. The medical staff could look her over somewhere else. He started down the corridor in the direction of the quarters she shared with the Chairman.
What the Hell is happening to me?
I feel so….heavy….but yet I feel so….alive…
I don't remember what happened…..It's all a blur....
The last thing I remember was falling from bed and feeling like I was burning alive…..God the pain.....was so real....
Why did I think that?
Where am I going? Wait….I know that scent….Ah yes, Alexander…He's carrying me....He smells good....
Wait where's Wesker?
Amare tried lifting her arms but they were like dead weights attached to her torso.
Damn it! Move damn it!
Lights swept over her eyes though they remained closed. The anesthetic was running its course, preventing her from commanding her body.
I must've been drugged! Damn you Isaacs!
Raged filled her mind and flooded her limbs at the thought of the arrogant prick. But her limbs continued to stay silent as Alexander carried her through the door and into the comforting environment of the dark cool quarters.

Several hours later Amare was stretched out between the sheets. Her eyes were slowly fluttering open as her other four senses resurfaced. The pain had long since been expelled from her body, leaving behind a well rested and healed form. She didn't feel like she was on fire as her arm swept the blankets aside with one snap of the wrist then dangled her legs over the edge. Her vision was sharper, her personal high definition. Through the piercing darkness she made out the elegant desk with small banker's lamp then tilted her head sideways to see the matching dresser which held what little clothing she possessed. She let out a quiet laugh as the abyss melted away as though it didn't exist within her perception.
Her hearing had been fine tuned like something reached within her inner ears and not only replaced years of damage but sharpened the minute hairs that carried each and every sound wave around her. The surface was crystal clear against her ears as she listened to the guards and marksmen keep their running count of biohazards destroyed. They laughed and joked about how the winner bought everyone a round after shift.
I can hear them transferring samples from the lab below me. Every tender drop that's forced I can hear meeting its demise at the top of the tube.
It was strange almost surreal for her. What had happened to her?
Her body violently jerked as the fiery rings of blood and gold stared back at her through the looking glass…..
Her mind was but too kind to reveal the lapse in time.
The midnight halo floated around her as her eyes started to assume her new surroundings.
Amare closed her eyes and awaited the visions to rush in.
Where was she? Why were there tubes of different shapes and sizes embedded in her flesh like tentacles?
How come she couldn't breathe? What the Hell was going on?
Confusion…..
Uncertainty…..
Fear…
Rage…
The emotions pulsed through her veins that she remembered. Even now the residues of those sensations lingered upon her lips and skin.
"Have there been any changes?"
That voice! She knew it…
"No, Chairman, I'm afraid not…."
The smooth voice masked a cold rage while the other was higher pitched and pushing towards trepidation…
Wait….her mind screamed…..Please…..Don't leave me…I can hear you!
The one with the silken tone seemed to stop and stare up towards her but just as the figure's stare leveled with her the heaviness had reclaimed her once again. She could sense his touch through the glass and medium, striving to outline her face and neck.
I'm here! Damn it why can't you see that!?
"Keep me posted! I don't care how small it is I want to be informed!"
"Yes Chairman….."
Wesker stayed planted for several moments while running his fingers along the thick glass. The long fingers outlined the protruding collarbone then lifted up along the sides of her neck before tenderly caressing the striking features.
She wanted to scream but something intruded on her mouth keeping her from doing so. It pentrated her mouth halting at the base of her tongue.
This fucking thing!
Amare could only feel the dark imposing form pull away from her leaving her alone with the arrogant prick of a scientist….
Amare ran her fingers through her hair as attempted to make sense of what she had seen.
"You were in stasis for a week," Wesker appeared in the doorway. Amare exhaled and lifted her head to see the shaded eyes looking at her.
"Wh-What happened to me? I can hear better and see better…."
"Your body and the virus assimilated even more triggering another step in your evolution."
His voice was flat and carried the warmth of a dead corpse.
"The pain of your transformation was so intense your body shut down until the coupling was complete."
"How did I wind up here?" Amare's eyes glowed bright red making Wesker smile through the dark.
"Alexander brought you here."
"Remind me to thank him," she muttered.
"Do you understand what this means?" Wesker crossed the room then eased down on the bed beside her. The presence of the Chairman relaxed Amare and quickly she leaned against him clinging to him around the waist.
"I'm a freak of Nature?" She joked lightly.
"No," Wesker dryly answered ignoring her remark. "It means greater things for you."
She shivered in the dark as the brushing of his lips grazed her jaw and neck. Wesker inhaled her scent in the same manner a lion sniffed out its prey. Her blood had changed as every cell held the virus within it.
"Enlighten me," Amare knew this was going to be a rather interesting answer.
"You're even stronger than before. You're reflexes are superior even against the finest trained human. You can see in the dark as you do day."
"I understand," she sighed.
"Do you Amare?"
"Yes," she nodded. "It means no one will stand a chance now….."
"Exactly…." His words came out resembling the hissing of a snake.
"You said there were others who wanted to hurt me. How do I get to them first?"
Her head pushed against his shoulder and took in his scent. It was even better than before! Her skin tingled as the potent blend of musk penetrated her pores and into her blood stream. The torrents of blue and crimson were saturated with his essence, igniting the spark between her legs. His skin was rough like fine gravel but it only contributed to the growing desire. Wesker caught the ribbons of arousal as she pivoted around and onto his lap and pressed her forehead against his. Her skin was masked in his essence now and it was...alluring!
"How do you want it?" Her voice rumbled with power and dominance. Wesker fought to keep his stoic expression even as her hips ground into his. His pants started to tighten as the air was infused with the addition of his arousal. The air was charging with sexual tension as their eyes burned like mirror images of the other. Lust was rapidly spilling between them as Wesker grappled the sides of her head and smashed his mouth to hers. His tongue pried her lips open and greedily claimed the heated cavern that awaited him. Amare groaned at the harshness of his mouth on hers and bit on his lower lip. The taste of iron dropped into a perfect circle against the tip of her tongue sending deep shivers down her spine.
Wesker felt his back landing against the bed as Amare pounced then pinned his arms above his head. Her hand easily secured his wrists as the other unfastened the button and zipper of the sharply pressed slacks. The faint rush of cold air was brief as her fingers curled around the pulsing member and started to steadily stroke him.
Amare bent down until her lips were against the outer shell of his ear. The tip traced the flawless flesh before allowing the light nips against the bottom lobe.
"Now tell me how you want it?"
The soft grunts were her answer.
"You're stalling Albert," she created an invisible trail up his neck. "You want it rough? You want me fucking you?"
"You," he snarled in unbridled need.
"What about me?" She licked his lips them smothered them in a searing kiss.
"Hands…." He gasped as her thumb massaged the weeping head. His lips twitched upward as his stone face started to fracture. "Knees…."
"Of course," she mirrored his words.
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