Claire Meets Rebecca

Chapter 7: Twisted CVX


When Claire re-gained consciousness, she found herself in a cell inside a darkened room. Her head was pounding and she was dazed but remembered waking up on the floor of a cargo helicopter and seeing that they were flying over the ocean before she was knocked out again. She stood up and went to the cell door and saw a man sitting at a small desk when suddenly, he noticed her.

“Well look who’s up. Did you have a nice nap? Wow, looks like the boys were a little rough on you,” he said with a grin and then continued; “You look like ten miles of bad road, ha, ha, ha, you remind me of a joke… What do all battered women have in common?”

Claire was in no mood for jokes and just looked at him and slightly shrugged her shoulders.

“They don’t know when to shut the fuck up! Ha, ha, ha, ha,…what’s wrong? You‘re not laughing…don’t you like jokes?”

She didn’t feel like arguing with him and asked, “Where am I?”

The man leaned back in his chair and looked at her and replied sarcastically, “Well it looks like you’re in a monkey cage to me.”

She didn’t say anything and just looked at him with no expression then turned away from the door and went and sat on the cot.

“Fucking asshole,” she said as she laid back against the wall and crossed her arms.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a door opening from upstairs and a mans voice yelling, “Hey, get up here, we’ve picked up an unidentified aircraft approaching on radar!”

The man got up from the desk and hurried out of the room. Claire went to the cell door and looked around but saw no way of getting to anything that she could use to escape with. “Damn it, there’s got to be a way out of here”, she thought as jerked on the bars of the cell and realized that there was no weakness on any part of it. The walls were solid concrete just like the floor she stood on. The ceiling looked solid as well, and besides, it was out of reach. There was no sink, no toilet, nothing but an old cot. She was so thirsty and her throat was dry and sore. She had no idea how long she’d been unconscious or even what day it was.

After a while, the man returned to the room and looked into the cell; “Well, are you enjoying your stay? You may as well get used to it, its going to be a while before I can move you to section C. There’s been some complications getting your new home ready. One of the experiments has escaped and no one can get near the place.”

Claire didn’t say anything and sat thinking about what Rebecca had told her.

Rebecca was right, its men who are responsible for all of this shit. If women ran the world none of this would be happening. It’s the male species that’s corrupting the world. Women should be in control. Men are the ones that start wars, create laws they never intend to abide by, and commit the most violent crimes. They try to take over everything, and women are seen as weak and inferior. Oh well…soon man won’t exist anymore, women will dominate and finally, there will be peace and order in the world…

Her thoughts were broken as the man raised his voice. “Did you even hear a word I fucking said? Don’t sit there and give me the silent treatment bitch…Damn…you remind me of my ex wife! All you women are alike. If something don’t go your way, you sit there and give the silent treatment! I hate that shit! And when you do say anything its always bitch, bitch, bitch…I need more money, I need new shoes, fix this, fix that, and when us men want sex, its, I don’t feel like it, I have a headache… sound familiar?”

Claire stepped up to the cell door. “Would a drink of water be too much to ask for?”

He stood in front of her and peered into her eyes. “A drink of water? Yeah sure…why not… I’ll even get you a nice hot meal…would you like that?”

Claire wasn’t sure what he was up to and asked, “Why are you being mister nice guy all of a sudden? A second ago you hated us women.”

He gave a half grin and replied, “Well, I’ve just been ordered to keep watch over you tonight and I just thought I’d try being nice. But if you’d prefer I’ll continue to be a fucking asshole?”

Claire wasn’t buying it. It didn’t make sense, his sudden change of attitude just didn’t fit his character. He obviously had other plans for her.

“Watch over me? I’m locked in a cell, where could I possibly go?”

His eyes darted all over her face as if to admire her and he said, “You know, I thought the same thing. But hey, I don’t make the rules, I’m just following orders. I don’t know why they see you as a threat? I mean, you look pretty harmless to me. Actually, you seem like a nice girl. I don’t have to be an asshole, but that depends on your cooperation. I’d much rather be kind to you, know what I mean? I’ll be right back, I’m going to the kitchen. Is there anything in particular you’d like?”

“I’m not really hungry, just a drink of water would be fine.”

“Suit yourself, its going to be a long night,” he said as he exited the room. Claire sat on the cot and thought about the way he looked at her. She knew what he had in mind and she was not willing to let it happen. But what can I do? He is twice my size and if he wants me, I would have little chance of fighting him off. My only chance of escape would be the moment he opens the cell door. My timing will have to be perfect, she thought as she paced around the cell and planned her every move.

After about twenty minutes, she heard the door open and he entered the room with a bottle of chilled wine and two glasses.

“Sorry, but we’re all out of water. I guess they forgot to pay the bill? You’ll have to settle for some fine imported wine. You don’t mind that do you?”

Claire wasn’t sure how to respond at first and thought to herself, Oh shit, he’s going to try and get me drunk. I can’t let that happen or I’m fucked…literally. But her thirst was almost unbearable and she couldn’t refuse.

“Umm…I’m not much of a drinker, but since that‘s all there is to drink…maybe just a little will be ok?”

The man smiled and poured the wine for her and himself and handed her the glass. She grabbed it from his hand and desperately drank it down and handed the glass back to him. “Thank you, that’s enough, no more…like I said, I’m not a drinker.”

“Whoa! Slow down, you’re really thirsty aren’t you? Here take some more, but drink it slowly this time,” he said pouring another glass full.

Claire went and sat on the cot, “Look, I’m not stupid. I know what you’re trying to do and its not going to work, ok? So you can just forget it!”

The man put down the wine glasses, “Alright, I’ve tried being nice to you bitch! But it looks like we’re going to have to do this the hard way,” he said as he took the keys from his pocket and opened the door.

Claire jumped up and ran towards him but he shoved her to the floor and slammed the door closed. Her plans were shattered and all she could do is try and fight him off. He picked her up from the floor and threw her on to the cot as if she was a rag doll.

“The more you fight the worse this is going to get bitch!” he said as he took down his pants and then struggled to take down hers, which he finally managed to do.

Claire kept resisting as he climbed on top of her and forced his way between her legs. He pinned her arms to the cot with his huge hands and held her down tightly as he finally reached what he was after. She looked into his eyes as his penis made contact with the opening of her vagina. And then the strangest thing happened. He stopped instantly at the moment he began to penetrate her. A look of extreme horror and excruciating pain bent and twisted his face and he rolled off of the cot and on to the floor. Claire stood up and looked down at him as she pulled up her pants and watched as his body curled into the fetal position. He laid on his side with his mouth wide open. The veins in his forehead and neck began to rapidly swell to an incredible size and looked as if they would burst at any second. He looked up at her and seemed to be trying to ask for help, but he was unable to yell out from the extreme pain he was obviously experiencing. She continued to watch in disbelief as the life faded from his wide open eyes until finally, he was dead.

What the fuck just happened… did he have a heart attack? she thought as she cautiously approached him and checked his pockets. She took the set of keys but there was nothing else of any use.

“Fucking asshole, you deserved it, no wonder your wife left you… Fucking looser!” She unlocked the cell door and searched the desk and found a 9mm pistol and a box of ammo. Hanging on the wall was a sidepak and she equipped it and headed out of the room and up the steps.

Opening the door just enough to peek out, she didn’t see anyone around and slowly eased out holding the pistol up in front of her. As she proceeded across the yard, she looked around for watchmen on the roof tops. It was raining and the ground was saturated and somewhat flooded making it difficult to walk quietly. Suddenly, a bright beam of light fell on her and bullets from an automatic weapon began hitting the ground all around her. She dove for cover behind a wall and fired towards the source of the sound.

Then she heard a young male’s voice from above her.
“AAAHHH!!! Don’t shoot! I’m a human!”

Claire yelled back, “Fuck you! You shot at me first asshole!”

“Wait right there, I… I’m coming over,” his voice sounded more nervous now.

After a few seconds he stepped around the corner and Claire immediately drew her pistol and aimed it between his eyes.

“Holy shit wait a minute lady! I’m sorry for shooting at you! I thought you were a zombie!” he said as he tried to push her gun away.

“Don’t try to touch my gun! I’ll blow your head off you fucking little retard!”

“Gee wizz lady, I said I was sorry, give me a break!… Anyway, my name is Steve, I’m a prisoner here too, they brought me here with my father. He was stealing shit from umbrella and they caught him and…”

Claire pressed the gun against his nose.

“I don’t have time to listen to your bullshit! I’m going to find a way out of here.”

Steve backed away still holding his hands up.

“Wait, wait! I…I know there’s a cargo plane in a hidden airport somewhere around here.”

Claire lowered the gun. “Somewhere around here? You mean you don’t know where it is? You’re fucking useless Steve! Its beyond me why you were even included in this story! I mean, do you ever hear anyone say their favorite Resident Evil character is Steve? I think I’ll just shoot you right now and avoid hearing the sob story about how your dad fucked you in the ass while your sick mother watched or whatever!”

“NO PLEASE! Don’t shoot me! I’ll keep my mouth shut I promise! Just let me come with you! I can help. I know a lot about this place.”

Claire rolled her eyes and turned around and headed for the gate and Steve started to follow her.

“Hey lady wait, you never told me your name.”

She stopped and spun around aiming her gun in his face and said;

“Oh I’m sorry, my name is Claire, Claire Redfield,” and then pulled the trigger and watched as the top of his head exploded in a red mist.

“Now shut the fuck up tard!” she said looking at him as he laid in a pool of blood with his eyes crossed and a stupid look on what was left of his face. “Typical male. Always making promises they never intend to keep.” she said putting her gun away and exiting through the gate.

As she walked towards a small building it occurred to her that she’d just killed someone and thought nothing of it.

What’s wrong with me? I feel so different, is it because I’ve been hit on the head? Maybe it’s the wine I had earlier? It could be the new DNA in my body taking over I guess? I feel stronger than I ever have in my life. she thought as she entered the building.

Once inside, she wasn’t too surprised to see several zombies and she immediately drew her gun. As they were approaching her, she thought back about what Rebecca told her. “You will be immune to anything umbrella can throw at you, including the T-virus.”

She was feeling the new strength in her body and decided to just put the gun away.

“Ok, lets try this new super health Rebecca was talking about,” and she jumped up and spun around kicking the nearest one in the face breaking Its neck instantly, then grabbed the next one and slammed its head into the wall with a sickening thud.

Wow, this is SO easy, she thought as she finished off the remaining four with a series of kicks and death blows to their heads.

Damn, I didn’t even break a sweat! I could get used to this. If my karate instructor could only see me now! I’d kick her ass and show her I am one bad bitch!

Her thoughts were broken as she noticed a small office in the back of the room and light flickering from under the door. As she approached it, she listened to see if she could hear whether or not it was occupied before she opened it. Everything was quite and she took hold of the door knob and was about to turn it when she heard a familiar female voice behind her.

“I can’t leave you alone for a minute can I?”

Claire spun around and was shocked to see Rebecca standing in the entrance. She ran towards her smiling and hugged her tightly.

“Oh my god Rebecca! Its really you!” she said as she continued to hug her, and then took a step back as she suddenly realized something was wrong.

“Wait a minute, you’re not supposed to appear in Code Veronica X?”

Rebecca laughed, “Yeah, well you weren’t supposed to blow Steve’s head off either, so I guess things have changed haven’t they?”

“I guess so… I thought something was strange when that man said they’d picked up an ‘unidentified aircraft on radar’, I had no idea it was you though, did you come alone?”

“No, Barry and Jill are here but we won’t be staying very long. We’re going back to Silent hill to see what umbrella is up to there. Chris is around here somewhere looking for you. He’s really worried about you and I thought it’d be a good idea to let him sort of rescue you so that things could possibly get back to normal between you two. You know, that brother sister bonding thing?”

Claire thought for a moment, “Yeah, that’s a pretty good idea, I could make that work.”

Rebecca looked Claire up and down and then saw the dead zombies spread around the room. “Well, it looks like you’re adapting to the new DNA nicely, how do you feel?”

“Oh Rebecca I have never felt so good in all my life, I feel invincible!”

“Well don’t let it go to your head, it still has to be kept secret. You’re still going to have to pretend to be a helpless little girl. I know its hard to do sometimes, but you’ll get used to it.”

“Yeah, I was a helpless little girl just a while ago when I was locked in a cell and the guard tried to rape me! You won’t believe it when I tell you what happened!”

Rebecca chuckled, “Let me guess, as soon as he ‘stuck it to you’, he had a really bad experience?”

Claire stood in amazement, “Well…yeah…how did you know? I thought it was a heart attack or something? You mean it was something else?”

“You have a lot to learn about your new body Claire. From now on your vagina is no mans land. As soon as a penis even makes contact, its attacked by a chemical that is deadly to any male. However, its harmless to females. The pain that poor guy experienced is beyond any pain you can imagine. Unless you can imagine being burned alive from the inside, and even that pails in comparison.”

Claire replied; “Yeah no shit, he was in pain alright, I thought he was going to explode for a minute there? If I’d of known that was going to happen, I would have probably offered him some pussy,” she said with a little laugh, and then asked her; “So…what other changes are going to take place with my body that I should know about?”

“Well, you’ve obviously gotten stronger, and you’re much more physically able. And by the way, you’re going to have to hide that fact at times when you’re in public, for now at least. Your vision and hearing will become more enhanced over the next few days, and your pubic hair will soon be gone. If its not already?”

Claire giggled, “Good, I hate shaving my bikini line anyway. What about my tongue, is it getting longer?” she asked and extended it as far as she could.

Rebecca laughed, “All in good time Claire, and believe me, I’m looking forward to it as much as you are.” she said smiling and gave her a wink.

Suddenly, Rebecca heard Chris’s voice calling for Claire in the distance.

“I have to get going now Claire, Chris is not far from here. Just remember what I told you, ok?”

“When will we meet up again, I mean, why can’t Chris and I just go back to Silent hill with you?”

“We’ll all get back together soon I promise. Right now I have other things going on that I have to get worked out. One of my contacts is trying to obtain a sample of the T-virus and I need to see if she’s had any success? Things got sort of complicated when she met this… Leon guy. She had to fake her death just to throw him off.”

Claire turned and looked at her shocked as she realized who her contact was.

“What… You mean Ada Wong is working with you?”

Rebecca looked at her surprised.
“Do you know Ada?”

“Well, not really, but I know of her. I met Leon in Raccoon city and he told me he’d met a woman named Ada and wanted me to go and look for her after he’d been shot, and I did go looking for her but I couldn’t find her. But she did toss me a weapon when I was fighting that… thing in the train terminal.”

Rebecca crossed her arms, “Well, I guess you may as well know now, remember when I told you that there were Thirty other women like me around the world? Well… Ada is one of them. She overheard that umbrella is planning to release the virus in Europe sometime soon to kill off people and take over in that part of the world too I guess? Anyway, they’ve modified it and they are using some kind of parasite as a carrier. The details are sketchy at this point but its obvious that Wesker is somehow involved in it. There are two other weirdo’s named Saddler and Salazar that I’m trying to get information on as well. For some reason, I have a feeling that we haven’t seen the last of that Leon guy either.”

“Ok Rebecca, I trust you. I see that you have a lot to do, and I guess I need to get with Chris and try to get things patched up, for now anyway. But I wouldn’t worry too much about Leon if I were you, he acts tough but he’s really just a big pussy.”

Rebecca stepped up to her and embraced her in a long and passionate kiss, then looked her in the eyes and told her; “Thanks for understanding Claire… I’ll see you soon I promise.”

“I love you Rebecca.”

“You too Claire…forever.”

As Rebecca left the area, Claire heard Chris calling to her and realized that she wasn’t where she needed to be for him to ‘rescue’ her. I can’t let him find me just yet, Its too soon, she thought as she headed back towards the door she’d discovered earlier and went inside. It was a small office that apparently hadn’t been used in quite a while. There was an old dust covered computer and some outdated communication equipment but nothing of any interest. A door on the other side of the room was almost hidden by old boxes stacked in front of it and she slid them aside and opened it. When she went through, she found herself outside and the rain had slowed to a steady drizzle.

There was a chain link fence that surrounded two similar buildings and as she walked around them, she heard growling sounds from behind her. She turned to look but could only make out shadowy figures in the haze and dimness of the cloud covered sky. As they got closer, she saw that they were Doberman Pinschers and they were slowly approaching her. Their hellish eyes seemed to glow red in the gray mist from the rain. It appeared that they were covered with blood and one of them had its side torn open exposing its ribcage which leaked a disgusting looking fluid with each step it took. Their ears were back and they snarled and drooled a clear slime that clung to their matted fur and it looked as if they’d been fighting each other. The dogs She’d seen in Raccoon city were nowhere near as evil and horrifying as these two. For a moment, she thought she was seeing things. It seemed impossible for them to be even living, much less walking around. Then all at once, they began to run towards her.

As she began to run from them, she realized that there was really no where to go. The gate was padlocked and she was in full sprint and running out of room fast. Her legs felt stronger than they ever have and even at the rate she was running, she felt there was plenty of power to spare. Shit! I’m going to have to try and jump, the thought occurred as she was approaching the twelve foot gate with the dogs nipping at her heels. In the last few feet of space she had left, she crouched and then leaped over the gate clearing the strings of barbed wire that was strung across the top by at least four feet. As she was airborne, she looked back as the dogs slammed into the gate snapping their necks instantly. When she looked in front of her she suddenly realized that she’d put a little too much effort into her leap to freedom, and was coming down toward a narrow path that was on the other side of the fence. As she touched down on her feet, she tumbled across the path and slid and rolled down a hill and soon found herself hanging on for dear life on the edge of a cliff.

She looked down at the jagged corral and the ocean waves slamming into them. “Damn that was close! Talk about a horrible death…whew! At this height there would be nothing left of me if I fell,” she said to herself as she clung to what looked to be the only protruding rock on the cliff.

“Now I know how Laura Croft feels… I wonder what she would do in a situation like this… I should play Tomb Raider more often.”

After finally managing to climb up, she stood on the narrow path and could see a metal stairway leading up to what looked like a mansion and headed toward it.


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