Resident Tale

Chapter 35: Bye-Bye Salazar

They walk into the hall, seeing how big it was, "Jeez, just how big is this freaking castle?" Leon questions. Annabelle just smirks. "Don't ask me. I've been here for a month and still can't find my way through this place," she tells him, he chuckles as they walk down the steps. 

Annabelle then looks up at the Salazar statue as they passed it, feeling that something will happen, she then looks away and steps closer to Leon. "When I say run. Run," she tells him and he looks at her. "What?" he asks her and she looks at him, "Do you trust me, right?" she asks him. 

He looks into her green eyes and nods at her. "Of course I trust you," he tells her, she nods at him as they walk down the hall, but then stop seeing the rest of the way was suddenly pulled into the water.

 They turned around and saw all of the zealots, standing on the construction around the statue as it lifts up its arms, Annabelle pulls out her sniper and fired at the Zealots as Leon pulls out his sniper and fired at them as well, some of the zealots came at them as well, Leon switches back to his shotgun and fired at them, standing in front of Annabelle and kept from away from her. 

He then ran forward as Annabelle took out half of the zealots, Leon fired at the remaining zealots, making them fall and smack against the ground. Annabelle pulls out her machine gun and fired at them.

Killing them and the last of the zealots drop dead, Annabelle lowers her gun as Leon hurried to the right side of the statue and pulled the lever, Annabelle turns and looks at the bridge as they were both pulled back up from the water. But only more zealots came and came at Leon, Annabelle pulls her eyes and fired her Machine gun at them, taking the two zealots out as Leon fired at the zealot on the far side. 

They both exhale as Leon hurried down to Annabelle as they placed their guns away. They nodded at each other and started to walk. But then stop as they heard something move behind them. Slowly, they turn back and saw the Salazar statue come to life. "Run!!" Annabelle shouts and they both took off running.

The statue followed after them, knocking over pillars and the two dodges then pillars as they smack against the ground. Then ran to the door, Leon kicks it open and they ran through as they were back outside and they look up at the tower in front of them. "Let hurry!" Annabelle shouts, Leon nods at her and they ran forward. 

The wall behind them breaks open as the statue followed after them, but as it steps onto the bridge, it collapsed behind them, making the statue fall to its demise and the two to jump for the stable ground. Annabelle makes it with a rolls as Leon grips the side and he held on with just one hand. So Annabelle pulled herself back up and ran to him, she then grips his wrist and started to pull.

Leon grunts and swung his other arm back up, placing his gun on the ground and pulls himself up, she then grips the back of his gun holster and pulled. He was able to pull himself back up. "You good?" Annabelle as she stood up, holding his gun. 

Leon pants as he stood up as well. "Yeah, I'm good," he states, dusting himself off. Annabelle nods at him and handed him her gun back. "Here," she states and he takes it. "Thanks," he states and they turn, walking to the door and through it.

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They entered the room and heard clapping, so they look forward and saw Salazar with his last henchmen. "So nice of you to join us, Mr. Scott Kennedy." he states "You again!" Leon snaps as he remembered what Annabelle had told him. Salazar folded his hands behind his back. "The sacred tight is about to begin at this tower shall endow the girl with magnificent power, she will join us, become one of us," he said as the mad little man he was.

Then Leon steps forward. "This is no ritual, it's terrorism," Leon informs him. Salazar folds his hands behind his back. "Isn't that a popular word these days?" he asks them, as he looks at the two. "Not to worry, we've prepared a special ritual just for you and the woman, however, will be disposed of, she is too much trouble.