You Saved Me (Resident Evil) #wattys2015

You Saved Me~Chapter Twenty-Nine

*Leon's POV*

The cougar let out a low growl as he lowered his nose closer to the back of Claire's neck. He was waiting for his owner to give the killing command, to give him permission to sink his razor sharp fangs into the pulsating veins.

I couldn't do anything. I was stuck, completely screwed.

A smirk was on the face of the man as I gave him the only line of defense I had available. Aside from my ass kicking skills, although, at this point, those wouldn't come in handy.

The man gave one simple motion with his hand, and several people came out to surround me and Claire's body. She was barely beginning to move again.

The cat backed off of her, returning to its spot next to its demented owner. He gave her a slight pat on the head before opening his mouth to speak to me again. "Pick your friend up. We have much to discuss."

I slowly made my way over to Claire and slid my arm under her. She groaned when I started to lift her up. It took her a minute, but eventually she tried to help me hold her up.

"You good?", I whispered.

"Are you kidding me? I've been through worse than this." She coughed from the effort, but she was right. Both of us had been through more than this.

The people around us changed their pattern. There were a few behind us, a few on either side of us, and two between us and the man with the mutant tiger.

They started walking, pushing us into the room they came out of. They pulled out two chairs, standing behind them, waiting for us to take a seat.

I sat Claire down gently, trying to give her muscles a break from all the jarring. Dickhead number one behind her ruined that when he slammed her chair in place, keeping his gun at the ready should she try to run.

My teeth ground together when the man behind my seat did the same. "No room for common courtesy?" His face was like stone. His eyes were glassy. Did he know what he was doing?

The leader sat down in front of the both of us. There were large screens on the wall behind him, lit up in the same blue you might see on a malfunctioning TV.

"Mr. Kennedy. Mrs. Redfield. Its great to finally make your acquaintence. I've been waiting for this since the beginning. Raccoon City."

I glanced at Claire. Her eyes were glued to the man in front of us. "How?", she hissed.

He chuckled. "Hiding. Using Wesker and the other remnants as pawns to keep the BSAA, and the United States government, in the dark. Hell, I had agents within your precious walls. One of them on this mission."

On this mission? There was no way....Except maybe there was.

The name clicked as soon as he said it. "Landon Wesker."

It made sense. He had the same "higher than thou" attitude as his father and brother.

The blue screens made a noise behind him. "I know the both of you feel deep loyalty to those closest to you. I learned from your reaction when your precious presidential buddy was killed for trying to expose me, and your desperation at covering beautiful Helena's tracks. And Claire. Sweet, sweet Claire. You stuck by Sherry in the face of hard trials. You never left her side. You would risk your life. For her, and your brother."

The screens suddenly came to life. Sort of. On the screen were our friends. Jake was in his battle stance, Sherry was close behind him. Chris was hugging a B.O.W. The little girl Jake had been trying to save was standing on her own, facing Landon and the huge monster near him.