The Fight For Us Part I - Resident Evil

27 - Spaniard

They had been walking for what felt like hours, taking ladder upon ladder up to the surface when Henry and Leon come across a large gathering of villagers.
"Shit!" Leon gasps, pulling Henry down and out of sight. Lucky for him Henry finds a rifle. Looks new. Like someone lost it.

Henry looks over at Leon, his face morphing into a scowl as they nod at one another. Silently agreeing to take on the mass of cult members.

Henry takes out his knife, holding it beside the rifle as he runs into the group. They scream aloud and Henry takes a deep breath, then on the exhale, he fires a shot that blows apart a woman's face. Blood and brain matter fly into the air.

"¡Agarrarlo!" A villager shouts while he approaches Henry with an axe, the brunette throws up the length of the rifle to block the attack while taking his knife and stabbing the stranger in the neck. Someone then approaches Henry from behind, he immediately swings his rifle around—into the head of the attacker. He then immediately stabs them in the heart, he thrusts the butt of his rifle backward as another charged at him. They stumble before Henry swings his foot up into their head with a loud crunch.

"¡Te voy a matar!" Someone shouts, panting heavily Henry is then surrounded, so he drops to the floor. He then takes his gun and swings it around to knock the crowd onto their asses. Henry fires a round into all ten of the villagers on the floor almost as a reflex, blood soaking into their clothes and puddling on the floor.

He then hears a chainsaw before looking back at the same type of man that attacked him in the basement. Henry growls, blood dripping down his face as he throws up the rifle. The chainsaw eats through the wooden grip immediately but struggles with the metal barrel. Sparks are flying out when Henry swings his foot up into the bagged-headed stranger's groin.

They wince, Henry takes the momentary loss of focus to knock the chainsaw to the ground with his rifle. The wood-cutting tool fell to the floor with a loud clank. Henry then thrusts his knife into the side of the stranger's head. Another kick to the gut and they were on the floor, not for long though as Henry throws down the butt of his rifle and cracks the chainsaw man's head open.

As he expected, another villager runs up to him, Henry swung around and stabs them in their ear. He then keeps the blade in them, using it like a handle as he tosses the now-dead body into a few other attackers. Once they all fall down, Henry kneels over and slits every one of their throats with one quick circular motion.

With the crowd no longer coming for him Henry looks over to Leon, who's having a much harder time it seems. Looks like two guys with chainsaws ran at him at once, that sucks. He killed one but the other is dangerously close to removing Leon's internal organs.

Henry runs up behind the man, holding the length of the rifle across his neck as Leon opens fire on their torso. The man goes limp and Henry drops him to the floor, along with his rifle that split in half.
"You okay?" Henry asks, wiping the half-dried blood from his bruised chin.
"Yeah... You?"
"I feel like Carrie, but it'll wash off."
"There's more!"

Henry flips around, three men are guarding a door. Leon shoots them down as Henry approaches the metal entrance. He swings the door open and finds yet another villager looking at something. Henry doesn't think before grabbing their forehead and slitting their throat open.

"¡Dios mío!" He hears Luis shout, and once the woman falls to the ground he's face to face with the Spaniard. Luis wasn't scared of Henry before, he thought he was all bark no bite. He was wrong. Very wrong, as Henry looks like he just mowed down a crowd with a chainsaw.
"Luis, the fuck are you doing here?" Henry asks,
"They captured me."

Henry walks over to him, using his bloody knife to cut the man free of his bindings.
"Do you like seeing me tied up mi amour?" Luis flirts,
"No. But I like seeing you with a gag, you talk less."
"Where's Ashley?" Luis asks,
"Taken. We've gotta get back to the castle."
"The only way is up, let's go."

And just like that Luis was now following them like a lost dog. But with the lack of knowledge of him, Henry and Leon can't move past it until he talks.
"Listen. If you don't start talking things are gonna get real ugly real quick." Leon threatens the man,
"I used to work for Umbrella, but they're gone now. It doesn't matter."
"If you as much as step wrong I'll shoot you," Leon says.

They get a move on, walking up a long pathway with turns and ladders to hopefully make it back up to the castle. But Henry's beginning to hear stuff again, Leon and Luis aren't audible to him. They're talking but it's like all sound has disappeared, he's gone deaf.

Suddenly, the floor gives out beneath Henry. He screams as he falls, his eyes shut in fear, his knees crashing to a hard linoleum floor below him. He slowly opens his eyes, looking around he's met with the familiar main hall of the Raccoon City Police Station.

Henry's out of breath, looking around he stumbles to his feet. How did he get here? What the fuck? How is it still intact? Is this real?

The place is empty, there's nothing of interest. No bodies, no damage. The place reeks of fresh viscera though. Henry tries to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Then, Henry hears a cry—no, a scream. He looks towards the east wing of the building towards the noise. Hyperventilating and shaking, Henry makes out the sound of his dad screaming,
"Henry! Help me!" Followed by blood-curdling screams of pain.
"No..." Henry mumbles to himself.

He runs towards the noise following the screaming, speeding down hallway after hallway until he gets to the file storage room. Instead of where he remembered the room being, the station seems to have changed somehow. Now the storage room is down a long dark corridor, a trail of blood leading to a door.

With desperation, Henry runs up to the door only to find it locked, his dad crying out from behind it.
"Henry!" His dad screams again.
"Dad!" Henry shouts, shaking the door handle desperately to open the door.

He then begins to bang against it, shouldering the door repeatedly as his father's screams grow even louder. His name is being called from behind the door in a pleading voice.
"Dad—Please no!" Henry sobs, his attempts to save his father completely and utterly futile as he continues to shoulder the wooden door.

His arm has been ripped open he's hit it so many times, blood is smeared down his arm and the door itself—dripping to join the blood on the floor. Henry cries as he's left helpless in his pursuit, and then almost immediately he hears a loud gunshot from behind him.

Henry looks behind himself hesitantly, making eye contact with his little sister. Her wide eyes, and a bullet hole through her head. She falls over, blood spilling out of her skull as Henry screams even louder.

"Henry—!" Leon shakes him, and Henry collapses on the floor screaming desperately with his eyes shut. "Hey, babe, it's okay." Henry wakes up with yet another guttural scream, tears streaming down his face when he sees his boyfriend's familiar face.