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“You’ve been hiding well before - when we were sure you’re alive. Nothing changed. You’re still a power hungry asshole,” Chris replied harshly but then hesitated for a second.
If what Wesker told him was the truth, then he had no chance arresting him on his own or terminate him with his current arsenal. All that was left was starting to bargain with him, come to a bearable agreement or wait for his back-up. He needed time.
“How about a deal.”
“I must admit I am curious to see what Y O U could offer to ever make me oblige to your requests.”
He have glanced down at the shorter man, before tilting his head aside with curiousity and anticipation. Wesker stopped relatively close to the other before leaning forwards to his eye-level.
“I am L I S T E N I N G. You don’t have much time.”
Exhaling loudly, his eyes made contact with Wesker's burning orbs, gauging whether the tyrant was in the mood for some 'friendly banter' or if he actually had to work out a deal with him. His crazed eyes told him that he needed to be careful; Wesker was far beyond sanity.
"I can't make you big promises. A lot of my guys will damn sure want you to rot away in a dark cell far beneath the ground." That idea was rather appealing but nothing Wesker would ever agree to.
"I can offer you better circumstances and a working deal. Based on your cooperation you could gain more freedom. Maybe even a high position.”
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There it was again, that nasty superior attitude he always had going on after he died in Raccoon City. In moments like these, a tiny part inside of Chris longed for the same power that Wesker possessed… so that he could use the blond as a punching bag and get rid of his frustration.
“Great. How about you show me your appreciation by turning yourself in or hiding under a rock for the rest of your goddamn life?” He spat out, slowly stepping back while still aiming at his head.
“What a thing to say after you D A R E stepping into my territory. Or, have you expected other types of infected to greet you?”
A tendril have made its way from under Wesker’s turtleneck, sliding down his thigh and perking its tip as if looking over towards Chris, observing him much like a curious animal. Much like its owner have, really.
“It has been Y E A R S yet you haven’t had a C L U E of my existence. What will you do? Can you take me by yourself, when I am stronger than ever, or will you give me a G O O D R E A S O N to turn myself in?”
He huffed, then chuckled.
“I’m A L L ear.”
"You've been hiding well before - when we were sure you're alive. Nothing changed. You're still a power hungry asshole," Chris replied harshly but then hesitated for a second.
If what Wesker told him was the truth, then he had no chance arresting him on his own or terminate him with his current arsenal. All that was left was starting to bargain with him, come to a bearable agreement or wait for his back-up. He needed time.
"How about a deal."
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Upon hearing the soft laugh Chris sharply turned around, gun at the ready. The figure coming out of the shadows was still only vaguely visible but he had a dreadful, chilling premonition of who that laugh belonged to.
And sadly, he indeed had guessed right. The man that ruined thousands of lives - his including - stood there before him, mocking him with a wicked smile gracing his lips. It took every last shred of his benevolence nature not to instinctively shoot Wesker. His gun, however, was aiming between his eyes, ready to pull the trigger when needed.
“Friends? Don’t bullshit me! How the fuck are you still alive?”
His smile softened before stretching again, both hands go and fold themselves behind his back as he keeps on stepping forwards and towards Chris. The glow in his eyes was indicating that some intense emotion was overflowing him, yet his behavior and body language were never so relaxed. The Tyrant have truly seemed to have lost it all. Even the obvious threat with the pistol aimed to his head was ignored.
Not like he haven’t easily dodged bullets before. Chris should’ve known better by now.
“As painful as the lava was - it proved to be quite the savior. Uroboros helped me pull through the doses you and your little friend “A D M I N S T E R E D” to me, and then the lava took care of the excess of my limbs.” He chuckled, tugging his shoulders almost in a childish manner. “I supposed I should thank you, actually. You’ve P E R F E C T E D me, Chris.”
There it was again, that nasty superior attitude he always had going on after he died in Raccoon City. In moments like these, a tiny part inside of Chris longed for the same power that Wesker possessed... so that he could use the blond as a punching bag and get rid of his frustration.
"Great. How about you show me your appreciation by turning yourself in or hiding under a rock for the rest of your goddamn life?" He spat out, slowly stepping back while still aiming at his head.
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Wesker couldn’t stop himself from bursting into a soft, whole-heartly laughter at the sight of his nemesis. It’s been so long since he last seen the younger man that have brought to his downfall and near-death, and he couldn’t imagine himself meeting up with Chris again so soon, so E A S I L Y.
But there he was, in the abandoned part of the city, where mostly only criminals come for a visit but even they have fled after the rumors and sightings of a vicious B.O.W. It was rather easy to assume that Chris has been sent there for that exact reason - the elimination of said B.O.W, but sure he was not expecting him to arrive so soon.
He took a step out of the shadows towards the B.S.A.A. agent, tilting his head backwards in a chain of soft laughter. On his body he had worn a black turtleneck to cover the patches of virus on his skin, but bothered none with glasses. He had no access to a pair.
A sadistic, sickening smile have spread across the pale, injured face of the Tyrant. The edges of his flesh resemble burnt, thin paper, which only was to tear further with the intensity of his smile. The glow of his exposed eyes gave insight of the dark red tendrills nesting themselves within said patches across his face.
“What a dear, returning to pay your friend a V I S I T, Chris? ~”
Upon hearing the soft laugh Chris sharply turned around, gun at the ready. The figure coming out of the shadows was still only vaguely visible but he had a dreadful, chilling premonition of who that laugh belonged to.
And sadly, he indeed had guessed right. The man that ruined thousands of lives - his including - stood there before him, mocking him with a wicked smile gracing his lips. It took every last shred of his benevolence nature not to instinctively shoot Wesker. His gun, however, was aiming between his eyes, ready to pull the trigger when needed.
"Friends? Don't bullshit me! How the fuck are you still alive?"
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"I hope you have a good explanation for why I had to get out of the laboratory and walk all the way to the other side of the base to get a hold of you. I am very tempted to let my scientist have a bit of fun with you."
Proverbial tail between his legs, Jack ducked his head. God he fucking hated the labrat threat, though didn’t say much more than the explaination he was asked for.
“ ‘S not my fault my phone got fucked up overseas on assingment, Sir. Ended up destroying it for safe measures an’ haven’t gotten around to gettin’ a new one yet.”
He was surprised by himself for not having strangled Jack to death yet or by the fact that he still wasn't considering getting rid of him. Maybe because his brash nature and disobedience reminded him of certain people from his past.
"You had to destroy your phone as safety measure," he repeated slowly, a tell-tale sign that he was getting really annoyed. He had been in a rather good mood so far, so he decided to let it slide. "Get a new one immediately next time, if you enjoy your head attached to your body. Now follow me to the lab."
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Chris Redfield/Albert Wesker Characters: Chris Redfield, Albert Wesker, Sheva Alomar Additional Tags: Excella and Jill are mentioned, Spanking, Accidental spanking, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Wesker is so done with everything at the end Series: Part 2 of Temptation Summary:
RE5:: Chris and Wesker end up fighting on the ship before Wesker can take off with the plane and his virus. Things escalate and something unexpected happens which ruins all of Wesker’s plans but somehow he doesn’t mind too much.
Following the events of “Accidental things can turn out good”.
"Yes, please, end my misery. BUT WHILE YOU'RE AT IT," *Takes a book full of medical puns out* That's his way to punish Wesker for Chris' pain.
Without hesitation, he shoots the book out of his hands. “I will do this world a favor by killing you. And humanity condemns my actions as heinous.”
"You know, Captain told me a joke about amnesia once. ... Shit I forgot how it goes."
“....” *raises gun - ready to shoot*
Piers snort-laughs. "Hey Wesker, did you know that, statistically…. 9 out of 10 injections are in vein?"
Leave this place before I end your pitiful existence. I don’t appreciate my time being wasted with dim-witted jokes.
Hey Wesker, wanna hear a dumb joke? You know.... my puns are so VIRAL that everyone is so SICK of hearing them! Nya ha ha ha!
...get out, before I pierce a hole through your chest in one swift move.
