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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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"Chairman, I believe you would like to see this."

Issacs gestured for Wesker to view into the waiting microscope. Wesker didn't sit but remained standing as he observed the microscopic battle waging before his eyes.

"Amare's blood is overpowering the virus in your blood."

"It's quite obvious, Doctor." The Chairman observed in a snide tone.

"Of course, Chairman," Issacs refrained his irritation from surfacing. He wondered if her blood could also be used to pacify the zombies on the surface as her blood was stronger and more potent than Alice's and the antibodies flowing through those resilient veins yielded a great promise for his work.

"I examined yours after the last infusion and the virus's influence has been depleted even further."

Wesker had observed less of the virus succeeding in claiming dominance of his body since her blood passed between his lips during the their interlude in the shower. He continued to experience the twinges of resistance at random intervals but it had been in the hallway that Amare had bared witness to the mutation's horrifying power.

She had heard the hard heavy hacking all the way from the quarters she shared with him. His blood was thundering in his ears, blocking the sound of her frantic footsteps racing towards him on the slick walkway. Her sharp gasp of horror fell upon the deafening hammering in his ears as the mandible like tentacles forced their way from the depths of his throat towards her, sensing the warm flesh and blood a few feet away. It needed, no hungered for the heat of the crimson rivers flowing into the hollow slimy tunnels.

His coughing had morphed into a wet spongy gagging as Wesker was determined to persevere over this latest episode. It was turning difficult to suppress the virus's will with each new episode knowing if it prevailed he would lose all that he had worked for.

"No!" She charged ahead not caring if the tentacles pierced her infected flesh. He needed her and she wasn't going to abandon him! She couldnt lose him! Not like this!

Amare dropped to her knees in a half slide half drop and landed by his side. Raising her limb and pressing the solid row of pearl against her skin, Amare clamped her teeth around her wrist hearing the whine singing in her throat. The sharp pinch was proceeded with a dull tearing sensation as the virus fought to repair the damage. Her mouth forced down harder against skin and muscle, creating a spring of crimson from the chasm of flesh. If it was DNA it wanted, then DNA was what it got!

"Albert," she whispered his name and placed her hand upon his shoulder and slowly rubbed it in a comforting gesture. Her wrist elevated then turned over allowing the steady trickle to splatter against the grotesque abominations. Immediately the slithering limbs greedily lapped up the precious droplets and slowed their movements to a drunken like state. It was akin to witnessing a macabre feeding at Hell's Zoo.

"Listen to my voice," she slipped her hand up the raven colored jacket then along his neck before it nestled against the side of his face. "I need you to focus on me. Relax and let my blood heal you."

Amare infiltrated his mind hoping to crack the influence of the virus. This latest attack frightened her to the core. Albert had struggled and was losing the internal battle waged by the T-Virus. She focused on the image perceived in her mind and drowned the gagging and wheezing letting it fall in the background before fading away. Her presence was detected within the plane he was trapped in and felt the pull bringing him back. A tiny smile cracked her lips as the sudden pinch of his hand closed around her knee. It slid up the top of her thigh then towards her hip before sliding around and grasping her narrow waist. Her eyes were closed as a lone tentacle slithered away from the others. It curved then coiled like a serpent, prepared to strike its unsuspecting prey. The razor sharp talon shot down with a short jerk and shredded the slender forearm apart.

Her ear shattering scream snapped Wesker from his trance, alerting him to Amare's distress. His eyes burned bright hellish red as he caught the offending palpus at the base and ripped from the gaping wound. Her blood was once again pulsing through him, emboldening his human side once again. Amare was pressed against the wall, holding her bloody limb against her chest. The smell of iron filled the air as streaks of crimson dried against her skin and clothing. She watched with silent but wide eyed shock as the writhing limbs retreated into the abyss leaving behind a shaken vulnerable man. His area around his mouth was scorched with deadened flesh, disfiguring the handsome features.

"Amare…."

Her fear lifted at his beseeching and instantly she was at his side. His arms locked around her waist for support as hers reciprocated the action. She couldn't sense the virus's presence for it had receded into the darkest reaches of his body.

"My god…." She whispered with fear at his wretched state. Her hands elevated his head until the dark shades were level with her steady gaze. "I-I didn't know how bad it was….."

Wesker had felt so…strange. He was open and exposed; a weakened shell of his otherwise confident powerful cold stature. He had never allowed another to see him in such a deplorable condition. Her touch had been gentle and attentive. She had been bold in her move to conquer it, the darkness. She had reached out to him, beckoning him to return, offering a selfless sacrifice for his assurance. His warrior had bestowed the human emotion of compassion.....

He listened intently for a moment as the thumps and pounding distracted him from his thoughts and caught the shouts and hollers coming two floors above.

Salinas circled around Amare as she lay flattened out on the mat.

"Get up!" He barked with the command of a drill sergeant. "What if I was your enemy out there? You would be dead in a second!"

"Bastard," she spat out in frustration. Her clothing was drenched in a heavy layer of sweat. Amare was partially disgusted at the sorry fact she could smell her filth. "You totally did that on purpose!"

"No," he extended a hand of amnesty towards her. "I did that to prove a point."

Amare grappled his hand but instead of standing she rolled back with her feet punching into the older man's solar plexus then hurling him through the air over her head and body. The deceptively slender legs shot out launching Salinas towards the opposite side. The stinging smack was followed up with a loud thud and curse.

"You're not the only one who can be underhanded."

Salinas glared at his student who was propped up on her forearms with a cocky grin plastered on her mouth. "That was fun."

"How about if I take it from here? I'll play with you."

Wesker hovered in the doorway. He had been watching Amare and Salinas sparring on the mat for a few minutes and decided it was time to to give her a real challenge. His attire was a solid midnight suit, unlike the normal jacket and slacks that he was accustomed to wearing. No, Albert Wesker wanted to play.

"Of course Chairman," Salinas leapt to his feet.

"You're dismissed," he didn't give the other man a second glance as he slipped out the other door. Amare was on her feet with a sly grin on her face. Wesker caught the tight fitting leggings and v neck top that highlighted her curves and breasts. Her feet were covered with slick boots that granted her greater movement and agility compared to the heavy combat style boots the security forces wore.

Her eyes stayed on him knowing he could attack at any second.

Wesker grinned as his eyes lit up behind the rich shades which alerted her senses in preparation for a strike. He darted around then behind her sweeping a foot along the floor. Amare catapulted up and back flipped in mid air before she struck back delivering her own retaliation. The blow caught him in the center of his sternum sending Wesker to the floor. He leapt back and up to his feet as Amare landed behind him in a crouching position. Her fluid movements granted her stealth as an advantage which would give her the advantage over the others.

"Salinas has been training you well…"

Her leg swiped at his ankles but Wesker was ready and sprang up as the black leg passed harmlessly beneath him. Amare wasn't one to surrender and switched tactics. Her eyes shifted as the virus pumped harder and faster in her body. Tiny spheres of sweat mixed with adrenaline glistened in the light upon her exposed skin. She caught the grin upon his lips as he awaited her next move. Amare charged straight up the front with arm pulling back like an arrow on a bow. Wesker stood motionless with the confident smirk plastered securely as the distance between them narrowed ever so greatly.

At the final foot, Amare dropped and slid across the mat as Wesker struck as she hoped he would. His hips pivoted a hard right as her leg knocked out the heavy booted feet sending Wesker face down towards the ground. He caught himself by landing on his hands, letting the solid bone absorb the force of the fall. His head snapped to the right as Amare stood with hands clenched into two fists.

"Damn it," she growled as he cracked his neck and knuckles.

I can do this! I can take him down!

She slowly paced around him, hoping he would come at her.

"Let's see how you do defending yourself…."

With lightning speed he went for her. Amare ducked down wrapping her arms around the narrow part of his waist and projected her strength to send him spiraling back. He came at her again but Amare twisted around in a tight circle then punched him in the spine with her elbow. Wesker dropped on his stomach as the air rushed from his lungs. With a solid breath he was back on his feet ready to engage his foe. His glasses remained unscathed as they rested on the bridge of his nose. He slid them off holding the earpieces gingerly between his fingers.

"I am impressed," he commended her. "You have been fast to adapt. As I said before Amare: You are strong."

She said nothing at first but nodded slightly.

"I feel empowered," she matched his smile with her own dauntless grin. "Ready for Round 2?"

"Of course," he replaced the glasses high in preparation for the next battle.

TBC...Thank you again everyone who is reading!!! I hope you all are enjoying this little journey!!!
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