After months of experimentation they discovered that you were more obedient toward Chris. Though Chris was against in forcing your abilities in battle he knew if he didn't stay they would end up killing you. So he stayed for your own sake.
Walking beside him you tug on the metal collar on your neck it's so uncomfortable and limits neck movement. Chris stops seeing you tug on it. Stepping up he lifts your chin up meeting your eyes before tweaking on it to loosen it up a bit.
“Enemies are heading toward your location.” the radio sets off and Chris gets ready keeping you behind him.
“Any actual threats?” Chris asks moving in with you holding on to his vest.
“We need to leave. We need to leave.” Agony echoes in your head and you ignore it. “This is dangerous. We have to leave.” The strain of wanting to transforme brings shocks in your nerves.
“Hey what's wrong?” Chris kneels down looking behind him but he tries to make you look at him.
A giant tentacle reaches out and you grab hold of it stopping it from touching Chris. Moving your head side to side hearing agony screaming out.. Letting out a low growl the steam from your body begins melting away your clothes as you transformed snapping your jaws on the black tentacle. Reaching up you grab hold of the collar yanking it off. A titanium collar made so nothing could damage it but you snapped it like a toothpick.
More tentacles begin to slide on the ground. Looking at Chris you worry for his safety. But something in the darkness is calling out to you. The tentacles aren't attacking but if they do you can't keep Chris safe. Growling you turn around tossing Chris on your back as your bones snap so you start running on all fours as the tentacle begin to chase. Chris begins to shoot at the things radioing HQ.
“Where do you think you are running to?” The voice echoes in your head and you whimper recognizing that masculine smooth voice.
“Are you injured?” Chris asks hearing you whimpering. Mold appears and you snarl snapping out of it tearing apart the mold. Sliding across the floor you bump against the wall seeing the halls turning black from goo. Looking at your hand you bite down on it letting the blood drip down as spider like creatures that resemble a lot from the Reapers appear crawling out.
They begin to attack the mold and tentacles holding them back enough for you to run away with Chris. Looking up at the dead end you seemed to hit a ceiling vent that leads up seems to be the only way out.
“Shit we are stranded!” Chris looks down the hall waiting for movement. Growling you stand up letting your bones crack making your arms longer with claws that look like hooks. Your feet morph resembling that of a bat. Chris straps his belt around your body as you jump up smashing your claws on the wall running up against it till you make it to a vent from the rooftop. Busting out and landing on all fours standing up a ladder falls in front of you as Chris goes up and you look around.
Inside the black vent which you came out from the voice. Not so clear calls out to you. Looking back up at the helicopter Chris yells out to you and you look back into the dark depth of the unknown. Steam releases out of your body shedding off the skin leaving you with just black covering your entire body. Running to the latter you hold on as the helicopter starts tentacles shootout for you.
Agony senses the danger heading behind you forcing your body to leap up to the helicopter and cutting the ladder before it could pull down the helicopter.
“Thanks.” You tell agony who remains silent.
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The Tyrants Reign (Wesker X Reader) Completed
Fanfiction"No matter where you run you can't hide from me. No matter what you become you can't stop me. Everything you see it's because of me. Every day you live is because I let you." - anonymous When Wesker first encountered you, you were nothing more but a...
