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He started with what was to dodge. As always, Wesker, as always .. Why do not you change tactics? I achieved quite quickly that he began to fight. But hardly even now he did not fight at full strength ... What is he angry? Really, even after several years of training, I can not be a match for him? No, those thoughts away! But ... this time it was even more ruthless than before ... Yes, Wesker, come on ... show us what you can do, I want to know where the limit of your strength .. But then it hit were me in the stomach, and the pain pinned my body ... as if every cell in my exploded ... Terrible pain ... I could not get up for a minute, and he turned to leave ... No, you will not leave ... not today! Through the pain, trying to get distracted and focus on the desire to win in this game, I got up from the floor and ran to Wesker, knocked him down on the floor. Deja vu ... Well at least that there were no windows ... I sat on him, holding his knees, hands, and she clasped both hands around his neck. For the first time ... I was choking person. I could not see his eyes, he was back in glasses .. but it's even better, his eyes would paralyze me. I smothered him with all my strength, but he did not even twitch ... Time stood still as if ... I hate when they do that!
A few seconds passed. I barely caught his smile, I felt a terrible blow to the solar plexus. In the eyes dark with pain and inability to breathe, I lost my sense of space, but it was obvious that I flew into the air. The next blow grasped my back and neck. I thought that I come to, but I heard his voice.
- If you want to escape, Jill ... - His hand overlapped my oxygen. When he managed to get over it? - ... You need to improve.
- I. .. Sauveur .. imperfect! - I did not recognize his own voice, he was so hoarse. Escape ... escape! I hit him with the force of the stomach, but apparently, it has not made him very effective. Then I dug her fingers into his hands, trying to loosen his grip slightly. Run ... run away .. He did not kill me, do not maim long .. I .. what can I do?
- Resist, - it was the usual order. A little unexpected, but clear.
Easy to say ... easy to order .... I focused on his hands, concentrating them in the power of the will. I'm not weaker than him ... because we have the same virus. I am the same as him ... Pain in the body had disappeared, I was able to break free .. turned away his hands and breathe at last ... But I was in no hurry to make the vital breath. I got to my feet again, but until now they have bad ear. Nothing ... and it will pass. And as I got up, holding his hands ... It took a lot of effort horribly ... but I struggled. With him, with myself .. Kill, kill, kill ... Revenge for all, for all his evil .. Again I began to shower his punches, so much fury I will probably never invest in their movements. Rage gave me strength ... And it was a horrible feeling.
It reflected shocks starting to act in response to the equal. Perhaps he did not act with full force, but now did not give respite. Do not allow to relax and get away.
It was like a mad scramble of two elusive particles in space, occurring at incredible speeds.
In a way I was enjoying what was happening, I got the adrenaline, and the possibility of emotional discharge at least once, even if only slightly, but hurt Wesker.
It was a duel to the first mistake, and engages the enemy. And, of course, that a mistake was made of me.
I nearly stumbled, lost her balance, allowing him to immediately grab my hand and a steel grip held her close. One of his hands grabbed her shoulders, the other - the waist. This time he gave me a chance to breathe, but I still struggled. Could not resist the order. Or she did not want to stop? ...
- Come on, Jill. - He said quietly.
Body obeyed him almost immediately, except for a moment of confusion, but I was extremely disagree with that!
- Why .. I can not beat you? .. - Trying to catch my breath after our fight, I said. So wanted to fight on, still all thoughts were focused only on that. Right arm was jerked because I ordered her to reach for her hand Wesker free ... But she just jerked a little rose, and then fell back limply. My body was in his hands, not showing any resistance, but on the inside ... all raging! Terrible situation ...
- Because you do not want it badly enough? - Grin he suggested, still holding me close. - Effects of injections over nine minutes ago.
- W-what? .. - Self-hypnosis? Why I can not .. free? Once again, I tried to move his hand, and just now felt in her weakness, which always happens after the virus has ceased to act. So why ... I'm still ... I forced myself to do a few jerks, but it was too weak ... Get it together .. Get it together ... He held me tight, but not painful. He despises me .. for it all .... I gathered his last strength and still broke, but relief from this is not felt. Insignificance ... So, I fought this time .. No virus? Mad with rage, had not even noticed, as I act on their wishes. But why .. was not able to break out of his hands? Thought it was his order .. and convinced myself to stop? But I wanted to get out! I put her hands on her knees and bowed her head, continuing to recover his breath. My thoughts made me even weaker ... It was easier when the virus control me. I did not have to answer for their actions. - What are you ... .. do you want .. achieve, Wesker?
- My plans are very large enough, I do not think they'll be interested in - he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. His shirt clung to the body, the face was tired, I had not noticed before. - As for you ... I need a perfect mate.
- Assistant .. - I said. Somehow I was not surprised that ... - Are you tired .. - Why I suddenly felt sorry for him? I wanted to feel sorry .. In the end, he simply pursues his goal. No, what I mean? He killed so many! Now ... let me see his tired look. I took a step toward him, to touch his face ... But in time I came to her senses and dropped almost raised my hand. - You're going to work hard all the time ... I virus? So I was ... perfect mate? ..
- Exactly - he nodded, as if he did not notice my movements. - Today you're free. - He looked at me with his fascinating and scary eyes. - Tomorrow, as usual.
- What is the usual? Why these exercises should I bring? - But I could not and did not want to think about it. I did not care. I have to work on it ... And I'll do it if I can not get my ... He knows that I want to run away, but I'm sure I will not do ... - I .. There is progress? - Could not be, I almost completely owned her body, even when it was not under me. It's hard to explain, but it really was progress. At least I thought so. And I was wondering what he thinks. I took two more steps to it ... It was all in his eyes .. They repelled ... And at the same time attracted. - From the moment we started to fight ... Or am I still disappoint you?
- No, do not get discouraged - it seriously looked at me, but his face again no emotion. - But do not be surprised. I was always confident in your success, Jill Valentine.
- And what, my task to surprise you? - Looking at his face, I realized that she was very tired today. From this situation there is no way out? I'm not going to help him, and still trying hard to ... I'm afraid that will disappoint him again. He was always sure ... I wanted to talk to him now .. I do not know what ... Have to go out before me still fragile sense of guilt. - You can not be surprised because ...
- You're right, it is extremely difficult - for a man who has chosen the profession of researcher and come all the way, as Wesker, life certainly had little surprising. If only the usual sense of the ordinary people, without which the others do not present existence. - But why do you amaze me?
- Is not that what you expect from me? - Then I do not understand what we're doing here. Forces gradually accumulated, I no longer felt weak. If he is attacked, I would have been able to continue the battle. But ... look at him .. Today he no longer wants to fight.
He looked at me with a smile and without deigning answer left. And I went away to her. How we train? Second month exactly ... but I lost count. What he wants it from me? Perfect mate? How terrible it sounds. Wesker and help justify their actions by a virus - so I imagine my future life? Every day I am happy to fight with him, knowing that only the killer ... hone skills as these skills I can be useful only in the murders. Why? .. If I refuse to do anything, you do not need me to him, then he would kill me ...? It can not be, because he needs my body, is not it? And he has spent so much time on me ... And what I'll do if I force him to choose my life? If he is really going to kill me ... what I achieve? That from my hands no one gets hurt, I will die with a clear conscience. But there is no one in the world who could resist it as I am. So far ... I can not beat him, but I resisted. So I do not give up.
Surprisingly, that night I slept like a log. Without dreams, without unnecessary and often painful memories of the past. So I woke up in a terrific mood, cheerful ... and dreaming of a new battle. I spent the whole day in an unusual enthusiasm, even some excitement. And I ... I'm really waiting for the evening. As it turned out, was waiting in vain. Wesker today was clearly not in the mood to chat about nothing. And indeed, it was set up somehow .. particularly severe and cruel. Even the attack began at once, without the usual preliminaries. And beating like never before. On the whole I was hit by waves of painful blows. What he was so angry? It seems that a few times I passed out from the pain, but it did not do me any comments. However, he did not give me an unconscious more than a few seconds, causing new attacks. It was hard to ignore the fact that some parts of the body for a time refused to work, but then it is still all comes back to normal, and I continued our fight.
It can not win, just can not ... I only had to be in a dangerous proximity to him, as he hit me so hard that I forgot to think about how to beat it, had to focus on how to protect itself from further attacks. We must learn to hit so well that I should not have and think about protection. But with Wesker ... even protection is meaningless. He would get all the same, all the same will bring our fight to the fact that I find myself on the floor. It's not fair!
Several times I was taken to strangle him, but he always threw back me. He was not surprised ... as if he had not turned to me, anyway, he will know what I want to do ... I was able to scratch his neck, before he once again hit me in the stomach.
- Yes, as you can! - Hit the wall, I asked. Not only that, there were wild abdominal pain, and more likely broken rib ... I got up and attacked him again, again clutching his neck, and, however much he beat me, do not let go of hands until we fell floor. I let go and fell down near the floor. - What's all this, Wesker ... how many more to me here .. try to kill you?
- As many as you want - without emotion he said. And it was impossible to understand what he really wanted, what motives are driven them to such purposes. - You also warms your success, so you want to fight at full strength. - He injected into my vein, another dose. - Or did you already given up?
- I do not understand ... what this is about! - Give up? I give up? Will not wait! I did not even notice how the virus came into my blood. - Why, yet .. one? - Apparently a double lesson today ... I did not give up, not tired ... But I do not feel that I do not see the point. Back to his feet, I looked at Wesker, he too got up from the floor, throwing away an empty syringe. Well, let's ...
- You know that Chris leaves looking? - Now he slapped and body and words. - Continues to look for you. - It is a distraction, but he continued to attack, causing more work to collect.
- Of course, I know - why he spends time? Would not be able to find me ... Chris ... No, do not be distracted, it is now a luxury. - He thinks .. that if he found me .. and then find you .. - No, Chris, get out of my head, please, you disturb me. Just thinking about it ... from one of his name in my head, I made a lot of mistakes, the punishment I was hurt. Over time, I think, to the pain can get used to, learn to ignore ... but now I do this I can not. Focus .. monitor his movements ... defend and attack. Everything should be in control, no extra thought. - Do you ... How did you hear that? - Almost one and a half years, Chris, why do you .. not leave the search? ..
- BSAA, you know, does not operate in secret - he smiled. - And then, it would be quite logical. You do realize that this is what I expected.
- Yes, it is logical .. - The head is now faster, thoughts raced ... Wesker always hated Chris always wanted to kill him. The more years pass with his betrayal, the greater the desire to kill Chris. Because it always prevents him ... And I ... I just bait ... - What .. you give him to find me? We? - But I only wanted to reflect his punches ... all the forces necessary for now to attack, went on thinking. Chris, this is a trap ... How do I notify? If he will know exactly what I have Wesker ... it will come soon. Now, one can not, it's ... too early.
- Sooner or later it will happen - Wesker shook his head, dodging my shots. - But I honestly do not have any work to it ... The only thing he can stop me. But in this case I have my perfect mate.
- What did you say? - In all froze, and for some reason even my body has stopped, for which I paid with another flash of pain. Wesker again sent me to hit the wall, but I did not even realize what I was about to hit. Listening to something inside cracked. Maybe ... heart? Wesker's plan is so simple ... just send me so I cleaned all those who hurt him ... All ... Chris ... and I can not resist. At his command, I will fight for as long as one of us dies ... and that the body is not able to give up. Even now, against my will, I ran with a bang on Wesker began to beat him hard. Not feeling sorry for yourself ... - You bastard! - I cried .. seem to mind faded, giving way to anger .. This time, however, a blind rage. For the first time .. I hated him so much.
- To anything to shout, Jill - but his face did not affect neither triumph nor disappointment - nothing. - You are surprised that I am preparing you to fight with your ... partner?
- Yes! - Surprised? Yes, I hate you for it! - J.. I will not put it! - The word "betray" responded much more severe pain than all the blows today. He will not know that this virus will think .. it's me ... No, it can not be, he would not allow such a thought, he realized that this was Wesker did something ... But the fact remains. - I will not kill him - I went with a shout to a whisper, because I breath away ... thoughts left my head ... I seemed to have switched to autopilot, stopped noticing what I was doing, how I beat ... do all the work the body. And it was moving faster than usual ...
- You kill, if I say - Wesker shook his head, not really responding to my emotional outbursts and transitions. It seemed not to care. Absolutely do not care at all ... And I would not be surprised if it was. On everything but their plans. - And then ... Why such a reaction? After all, you had once betrayed him ... is not it?
- Surrender? - Amazing how this time I did not stop. Strange how the body got the taste of battle, and head to work in a totally different direction. If I did not fight now, it would be set as a post ... I froze and would not move if it is owned by myself. Because my mind fettered me ... sure, even hands were cold, despite the fact that there was too hot. - What are you? I never betrayed him ... - But his voice wavered uncertainly. He now .. about what happened when I found out .. he was a traitor?
- Never? - Light eyebrow slowly lifted. I myself did not notice that was against the wall, with his hands pressed tightly over my head. His hand slid under my shirt on his back, he put his feet so that I could not move. Our lips almost touching when he said: - It may be ... should repeat this again?
- That you again .. want to kill me? - Followed by his hand on the back crawl. A hand does not even twitch, I'm not trying to escape. Yes ... he did on that occasion. As always ... its impact has not changed. I still get lost when he just looks at me when he says so. And when he was so close ... I can no longer think of anything. But if you now ... I could explain the virus, then ... it was then? Betrayal. He's right. Is always right ... Damn it! - It's ... no betrayal .. - I said, trying to press his head away at the wall. Away from its dangerous lips .. the inexplicable taste ... but so sweet .. an unforgettable experience .. In ten years, I have not forgotten what it was our kiss ... And now I really want it to happen again. But I could not ... could not ... because here .. nowhere to run, nowhere to hide ... and the worst thing that I do not want this and.
- What was it ... Jill? - He said in a whisper, not reducing the distance, but not allowing to turn away. - Tell me ... - His hand grabbed her waist, holding on tight. Over the years ...

- It's ... - Yes, Jill, what was it? Explain to him and myself that you are ten years trying to forget ... - I do not know .. - I squeezed out of himself, it was difficult to say a word, even the sound. You can not resist, this is another test. Just a temptation. I closed my eyes not to look at his glasses, not to present his view. I have no idea what may now be his eyes ... - It was a mockery ... - Of him - yes. But why did I succumb? Come on, after all these years, and you can already come up with an excuse. - I .. I want you .. even then .. - And even now? .. No, not that ... it is hateful, hateful ... No, not nasty, and my body is responding to his touch as ever. And he knows it. - Let go, - I whispered, still afraid to open his eyes. Probably so stupid looking ... Well, yes it is not that important now.
- Release? - He asked. - Are you sure that this is ... What do you want? - Whisper it burned line from neck to ear, stopping on the lobe: - Maybe I should do something else?
- What? .. - The question turned on the exhale, because I did not expect that his breath is so hot. I open my eyes, so safe ... at least know what it does, then to not be just such surprises. - What ... you should do? - I'm playing with fire ... fire that is inside me .. erupted from one of intimacy. Because of the one spark that made him a hot whisper. I do not want you to let go, but I can not say that .. and the body says and does the opposite ... so why can not I push him away? Just push? It's been ten years ... why I'm not grown up?
- What do you think - in his quiet voice was a smile. Perhaps he also noted that in the ten years nothing has changed. He's playing, and I just fall for his tricks ... But what if they are too good? ..
- What shall I say ... - I repeated, feeling internally is almost entirely given up to him ... Do not, do not say anything. Then you would not be able to recover ... Let me go ... but not just allow to move away from you and let too much ... you'll be able to perform this my wish? Laugh in my face and continue training ... - Kiss ... I ... - Said it was not me. They said to my lips, my body .. they want, but not me! After all, I did not even recognize his own voice! It was the desire of the depths ... rather, from the darkest depths of my ... I wish I had repeated that he let me go. Maybe he will understand it in my pleading look? Since when I did not even listen to the voice? ..
- Ask how to, Jill - his breathing returned to the neck, I could feel his soft cheek against her hair. How can there be so gentle and so hot at the same time? ..
- Kiss ... - Again I blurted out with a sigh. I wanted to say in a whisper, but it was a voice ... I do not understand what it is ... what happens. Why do I feel as if in a fog, my head is spinning from his breath, and if I get drunk. His breathing gets to the heart of ... poisons it .. Put a black ... and makes crazy beat. Stop, Jill ... and my heart stop! - Just one kiss ... - Now that his ear was so close ... that's why I could not do as well as he ... I touched his ear lobe of the language, and it occurred to me that if my hands were now free ... I could not manage ... he would have held him so close to me that I would have suffocated in an instant. - Please ... - I whispered, touching her lips to his ear and neck. This is not me ... I can not do that .... do things with Wesker! After all these years ... and yet ... after all do ..
- My bad girl - he shook his head. And yet he could not keep steady breathing, feeling my touch. So, the game works not only for me?
His lips finally touched mine, greedy, rude. So what works for me ... more what kind of virus? ..
He broke the kiss for a few seconds, watching as I am trying to find his lips, demanding the continuation, and resumed it.
My hands alone tried to pull away, to hug him, to draw to itself, not to allow interrupted. But he kept them too hard ...
Yes, the taste of his mouth has not changed. Once tasted them ... it is impossible to forget ... And always want more. I do not want to know what is his thought ... I only want to feel his kiss ... even longer ... to completely forgotten, completely lost in the sensations. Forget about the air choke .. but so close to him ... And now ... I myself did not even know who kissed roughly ... I'm fucking bored of this mouth .. and at the moment I was ashamed to realize it ... so I was insistent. Everything was burning inside of me, and I wanted to give it to him ... Maybe he will be glad to know what power awakens a desire in me.
Whether passed a couple of minutes ... whether for hours before he interrupted the endless Mad forbidden impulse.
- We need to work on, - he said, to no one in particular. It seems that he was also a little befuddled. Although ... may seem?
He gently let me go.
- What are you .. scared? .. - I had my way, I would have immediately dropped when he departed. Still burning back from his touch, his lips ... lips continued desire to kiss him on. It should not be ... this is terrible! Surprisingly, I was still standing on his feet ... And surprisingly, as I have not attacked him, tearing his clothes ... against his body ... I closed my eyes for a second, scrolling in my head again, what happened just now. Now it seemed to me that this is all just imagined ... you can work on like this?
I adjusted the clothes and walked away from the wall. Even tottered ... work as work ... Anything is better than to be so close to him. Never ... never again find ourselves in a dangerous proximity to it! Otherwise not stand ...
But we did not have time to start, because we prevented.
- Dr. Wesker, sorry ... - In the hall rushed breathless doctor for him were two more. In the hands of the first there were some studies that, judging by his face, not met with much success.
Wesker slowly turned his head towards him, waiting for excuses such sudden appearance at a time when he is busy. Busy that drives me crazy? Oh, why did not they come a little earlier?
And without that doctors were worried whiter coats.
- Sorry ... another failure - finally found the courage to say the same first entered. Others nodded. - We have tried every way to stop the attack, but he renewed each time with a new force. Yet the object is alive, but I do not think it will last longer.
Wesker has comprehended the information and for a time had withdrawn into himself to think about. I wonder, what is it doing? Regular experiments on people ... Which is much less fortunate. They all fall into the trap of this man who has ceased to be a man, and as such. And for anyone of them do not return.
As for those who are working for him ... Only by sheer luck it can be hidden ...
- You repeat injections - finally said Wesker.
- Yes, we ... we had to do it, because he ...
- Because I do not want to kill him.
- We ...
- Because it is not able to lead a normal test.
- Wesker, we ...
- Worthless - nodded, concluding Wesker. He walked over to the wall, and I just now noticed that there hangs holster. He pulled out a gun and suddenly, without explanation, threw it to me. - Continue the same workout, Jill. Kill them.
- I will not ... - But I was crouched behind the gun and point it at the doctor, who was standing in front. No, stop ... certain virus long to expire! I can not kill them, they're just people ... nearly as experimental as well as those with whom they have failed ...
No. They work for Wesker. One that they deserve death. Kill the ... avenge those over whom they mocked ...
Just people ...
I took three shots and the gun hit the floor as soon as the fallen bodies of three dead doctors and researchers. Whoever they may be. They did not deserve to die ... how could you ... had to fight back! He said his body! Resist! After all, if you will obey so, then kill and Chris ... because he will order ...
- Anything else? - I asked Wesker, not even turning in his direction. Something burned cheek ... It must be a tear ... but the order to wipe it was not. What do I feel sorry for ... Kissing the enemy, and then do his bidding. Killing innocent people ...
These people were to blame. Blame even that made the wrong choice.
His hand gently lay on my stomach, slightly pulling me to him. Quiet low voice again took a burn on the ear:
- My ideal workmate.
For a moment I stopped breathing again. On a minute ... afraid that if shake my, he removes his hand, he would go ...
I touched his hand. Conducted from the wrist to the fingertips. Hands that kill people ... brought life to me ... They will, and my death. I looked at his hand, wanting a closer, as if it would help me to understand what her secret is, why it makes my heart stop ... But I could not remove his hand from his belly.
- So we .. continue .. training? - I said and looked away. So wanted to hope that he ... he did not call me ... assistant or co-worker. Because it sounded terrible ... and fascinating as it may sound, any word uttered his voice. But the word "workmate" ... Mates, we will not ever. - Because ... I'm still far from ideal.
- Shoot you just a good idea - but now he removed his hand, stretching. - Tomorrow we'll see you a little earlier than usual ... you need to try something. And so, you can go. - He wanted to go to the three corpses, obviously wondering what would let them, but then turned around, slightly drooping glasses to look at me - if of course you do not want me to do something.
- I do not want ... Would not want to ... - By virtue of being able to smile, I said. It all .... absurdity of what is happening just does not fit in my head. I went up to him and again felt a mad desire to kiss him ... I'll have to learn to deal with it. Otherwise ... Have I made a mistake ... Not realizing what I was doing, I reached out to his face ... I wanted to touch his cheek ... to know whether he will smile in response to his touch ... But I did not dare to touch his skin, instead I gently pulled his glasses in place to again see his eyes. Its horrible ... mesmerizing eyes ... only his voice is worse. - What to try? Or is it a secret, of course?
- Improved virus - which it might be a secret? Unless it can be expected anything other than a regular biochemical development? ..
- I'll have to kill someone? - Wesker, Wesker ... Who's what, and you're all about viruses ...
- No, it will be necessary to come in and do nothing - he announced solemnly.
- As you say, Captain ... - I'd like to use the word "partner", but the language is not turned.
I hurried to leave him alone with the corpse of his former employees. He clearly had a lot of options for their use, but for me ... I needed a rest. From him, from viruses, from myself and my thoughts ... Just take a break from all ....
Chris ... sorry ... but it seems that once you gave your dear people. I wish you did not look for me. Because from what you will meet .... will be too unbearable for you.

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He started with what was to dodge. As always, Wesker, as always .. Why do not you change tactics? I achieved quite quickly that he began to fight. But hardly even now he did not fight at full strength ... What is he angry? Really, even after several years of training, I can not be a match for him? No, those thoughts away! But ... this time it was even more ruthless than before ... Yes, Wesker, come on ... show us what you can do, I want to know where the limit of your strength .. But then it hit were me in the stomach, and the pain pinned my body ... as if every cell in my exploded ... Terrible pain ... I could not get up for a minute, and he turned to leave ... No, you will not leave ... not today! Through the pain, trying to get distracted and focus on the desire to win in this game, I got up from the floor and ran to Wesker, knocked him down on the floor. Deja vu ... Well at least that there were no windows ... I sat on him, holding his knees, hands, and she clasped both hands around his neck. For the first time ... I was choking person. I could not see his eyes, he was back in glasses .. but it's even better, his eyes would paralyze me. I smothered him with all my strength, but he did not even twitch ... Time stood still as if ... I hate when they do that!
A few seconds passed. I barely caught his smile, I felt a terrible blow to the solar plexus. In the eyes dark with pain and inability to breathe, I lost my sense of space, but it was obvious that I flew into the air. The next blow grasped my back and neck. I thought that I come to, but I heard his voice.
- If you want to escape, Jill ... - His hand overlapped my oxygen. When he managed to get over it? - ... You need to improve.
- I. .. Sauveur .. imperfect! - I did not recognize his own voice, he was so hoarse. Escape ... escape! I hit him with the force of the stomach, but apparently, it has not made him very effective. Then I dug her fingers into his hands, trying to loosen his grip slightly. Run ... run away .. He did not kill me, do not maim long .. I .. what can I do?
- Resist, - it was the usual order. A little unexpected, but clear.
Easy to say ... easy to order .... I focused on his hands, concentrating them in the power of the will. I'm not weaker than him ... because we have the same virus. I am the same as him ... Pain in the body had disappeared, I was able to break free .. turned away his hands and breathe at last ... But I was in no hurry to make the vital breath. I got to my feet again, but until now they have bad ear. Nothing ... and it will pass. And as I got up, holding his hands ... It took a lot of effort horribly ... but I struggled. With him, with myself .. Kill, kill, kill ... Revenge for all, for all his evil .. Again I began to shower his punches, so much fury I will probably never invest in their movements. Rage gave me strength ... And it was a horrible feeling.
It reflected shocks starting to act in response to the equal. Perhaps he did not act with full force, but now did not give respite. Do not allow to relax and get away.
It was like a mad scramble of two elusive particles in space, occurring at incredible speeds.
In a way I was enjoying what was happening, I got the adrenaline, and the possibility of emotional discharge at least once, even if only slightly, but hurt Wesker.
It was a duel to the first mistake, and engages the enemy. And, of course, that a mistake was made of me.
I nearly stumbled, lost her balance, allowing him to immediately grab my hand and a steel grip held her close. One of his hands grabbed her shoulders, the other - the waist. This time he gave me a chance to breathe, but I still struggled. Could not resist the order. Or she did not want to stop? ...
- Come on, Jill. - He said quietly.
Body obeyed him almost immediately, except for a moment of confusion, but I was extremely disagree with that!
- Why .. I can not beat you? .. - Trying to catch my breath after our fight, I said. So wanted to fight on, still all thoughts were focused only on that. Right arm was jerked because I ordered her to reach for her hand Wesker free ... But she just jerked a little rose, and then fell back limply. My body was in his hands, not showing any resistance, but on the inside ... all raging! Terrible situation ...
- Because you do not want it badly enough? - Grin he suggested, still holding me close. - Effects of injections over nine minutes ago.
- W-what? .. - Self-hypnosis? Why I can not .. free? Once again, I tried to move his hand, and just now felt in her weakness, which always happens after the virus has ceased to act. So why ... I'm still ... I forced myself to do a few jerks, but it was too weak ... Get it together .. Get it together ... He held me tight, but not painful. He despises me .. for it all .... I gathered his last strength and still broke, but relief from this is not felt. Insignificance ... So, I fought this time .. No virus? Mad with rage, had not even noticed, as I act on their wishes. But why .. was not able to break out of his hands? Thought it was his order .. and convinced myself to stop? But I wanted to get out! I put her hands on her knees and bowed her head, continuing to recover his breath. My thoughts made me even weaker ... It was easier when the virus control me. I did not have to answer for their actions. - What are you ... .. do you want .. achieve, Wesker?
- My plans are very large enough, I do not think they'll be interested in - he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. His shirt clung to the body, the face was tired, I had not noticed before. - As for you ... I need a perfect mate.
- Assistant .. - I said. Somehow I was not surprised that ... - Are you tired .. - Why I suddenly felt sorry for him? I wanted to feel sorry .. In the end, he simply pursues his goal. No, what I mean? He killed so many! Now ... let me see his tired look. I took a step toward him, to touch his face ... But in time I came to her senses and dropped almost raised my hand. - You're going to work hard all the time ... I virus? So I was ... perfect mate? ..
- Exactly - he nodded, as if he did not notice my movements. - Today you're free. - He looked at me with his fascinating and scary eyes. - Tomorrow, as usual.
- What is the usual? Why these exercises should I bring? - But I could not and did not want to think about it. I did not care. I have to work on it ... And I'll do it if I can not get my ... He knows that I want to run away, but I'm sure I will not do ... - I .. There is progress? - Could not be, I almost completely owned her body, even when it was not under me. It's hard to explain, but it really was progress. At least I thought so. And I was wondering what he thinks. I took two more steps to it ... It was all in his eyes .. They repelled ... And at the same time attracted. - From the moment we started to fight ... Or am I still disappoint you?
- No, do not get discouraged - it seriously looked at me, but his face again no emotion. - But do not be surprised. I was always confident in your success, Jill Valentine.
- And what, my task to surprise you? - Looking at his face, I realized that she was very tired today. From this situation there is no way out? I'm not going to help him, and still trying hard to ... I'm afraid that will disappoint him again. He was always sure ... I wanted to talk to him now .. I do not know what ... Have to go out before me still fragile sense of guilt. - You can not be surprised because ...
- You're right, it is extremely difficult - for a man who has chosen the profession of researcher and come all the way, as Wesker, life certainly had little surprising. If only the usual sense of the ordinary people, without which the others do not present existence. - But why do you amaze me?
- Is not that what you expect from me? - Then I do not understand what we're doing here. Forces gradually accumulated, I no longer felt weak. If he is attacked, I would have been able to continue the battle. But ... look at him .. Today he no longer wants to fight.
He looked at me with a smile and without deigning answer left. And I went away to her. How we train? Second month exactly ... but I lost count. What he wants it from me? Perfect mate? How terrible it sounds. Wesker and help justify their actions by a virus - so I imagine my future life? Every day I am happy to fight with him, knowing that only the killer ... hone skills as these skills I can be useful only in the murders. Why? .. If I refuse to do anything, you do not need me to him, then he would kill me ...? It can not be, because he needs my body, is not it? And he has spent so much time on me ... And what I'll do if I force him to choose my life? If he is really going to kill me ... what I achieve? That from my hands no one gets hurt, I will die with a clear conscience. But there is no one in the world who could resist it as I am. So far ... I can not beat him, but I resisted. So I do not give up.
Surprisingly, that night I slept like a log. Without dreams, without unnecessary and often painful memories of the past. So I woke up in a terrific mood, cheerful ... and dreaming of a new battle. I spent the whole day in an unusual enthusiasm, even some excitement. And I ... I'm really waiting for the evening. As it turned out, was waiting in vain. Wesker today was clearly not in the mood to chat about nothing. And indeed, it was set up somehow .. particularly severe and cruel. Even the attack began at once, without the usual preliminaries. And beating like never before. On the whole I was hit by waves of painful blows. What he was so angry? It seems that a few times I passed out from the pain, but it did not do me any comments. However, he did not give me an unconscious more than a few seconds, causing new attacks. It was hard to ignore the fact that some parts of the body for a time refused to work, but then it is still all comes back to normal, and I continued our fight.
It can not win, just can not ... I only had to be in a dangerous proximity to him, as he hit me so hard that I forgot to think about how to beat it, had to focus on how to protect itself from further attacks. We must learn to hit so well that I should not have and think about protection. But with Wesker ... even protection is meaningless. He would get all the same, all the same will bring our fight to the fact that I find myself on the floor. It's not fair!
Several times I was taken to strangle him, but he always threw back me. He was not surprised ... as if he had not turned to me, anyway, he will know what I want to do ... I was able to scratch his neck, before he once again hit me in the stomach.
- Yes, as you can! - Hit the wall, I asked. Not only that, there were wild abdominal pain, and more likely broken rib ... I got up and attacked him again, again clutching his neck, and, however much he beat me, do not let go of hands until we fell floor. I let go and fell down near the floor. - What's all this, Wesker ... how many more to me here .. try to kill you?
- As many as you want - without emotion he said. And it was impossible to understand what he really wanted, what motives are driven them to such purposes. - You also warms your success, so you want to fight at full strength. - He injected into my vein, another dose. - Or did you already given up?
- I do not understand ... what this is about! - Give up? I give up? Will not wait! I did not even notice how the virus came into my blood. - Why, yet .. one? - Apparently a double lesson today ... I did not give up, not tired ... But I do not feel that I do not see the point. Back to his feet, I looked at Wesker, he too got up from the floor, throwing away an empty syringe. Well, let's ...
- You know that Chris leaves looking? - Now he slapped and body and words. - Continues to look for you. - It is a distraction, but he continued to attack, causing more work to collect.
- Of course, I know - why he spends time? Would not be able to find me ... Chris ... No, do not be distracted, it is now a luxury. - He thinks .. that if he found me .. and then find you .. - No, Chris, get out of my head, please, you disturb me. Just thinking about it ... from one of his name in my head, I made a lot of mistakes, the punishment I was hurt. Over time, I think, to the pain can get used to, learn to ignore ... but now I do this I can not. Focus .. monitor his movements ... defend and attack. Everything should be in control, no extra thought. - Do you ... How did you hear that? - Almost one and a half years, Chris, why do you .. not leave the search? ..
- BSAA, you know, does not operate in secret - he smiled. - And then, it would be quite logical. You do realize that this is what I expected.
- Yes, it is logical .. - The head is now faster, thoughts raced ... Wesker always hated Chris always wanted to kill him. The more years pass with his betrayal, the greater the desire to kill Chris. Because it always prevents him ... And I ... I just bait ... - What .. you give him to find me? We? - But I only wanted to reflect his punches ... all the forces necessary for now to attack, went on thinking. Chris, this is a trap ... How do I notify? If he will know exactly what I have Wesker ... it will come soon. Now, one can not, it's ... too early.
- Sooner or later it will happen - Wesker shook his head, dodging my shots. - But I honestly do not have any work to it ... The only thing he can stop me. But in this case I have my perfect mate.
- What did you say? - In all froze, and for some reason even my body has stopped, for which I paid with another flash of pain. Wesker again sent me to hit the wall, but I did not even realize what I was about to hit. Listening to something inside cracked. Maybe ... heart? Wesker's plan is so simple ... just send me so I cleaned all those who hurt him ... All ... Chris ... and I can not resist. At his command, I will fight for as long as one of us dies ... and that the body is not able to give up. Even now, against my will, I ran with a bang on Wesker began to beat him hard. Not feeling sorry for yourself ... - You bastard! - I cried .. seem to mind faded, giving way to anger .. This time, however, a blind rage. For the first time .. I hated him so much.
- To anything to shout, Jill - but his face did not affect neither triumph nor disappointment - nothing. - You are surprised that I am preparing you to fight with your ... partner?
- Yes! - Surprised? Yes, I hate you for it! - J.. I will not put it! - The word "betray" responded much more severe pain than all the blows today. He will not know that this virus will think .. it's me ... No, it can not be, he would not allow such a thought, he realized that this was Wesker did something ... But the fact remains. - I will not kill him - I went with a shout to a whisper, because I breath away ... thoughts left my head ... I seemed to have switched to autopilot, stopped noticing what I was doing, how I beat ... do all the work the body. And it was moving faster than usual ...
- You kill, if I say - Wesker shook his head, not really responding to my emotional outbursts and transitions. It seemed not to care. Absolutely do not care at all ... And I would not be surprised if it was. On everything but their plans. - And then ... Why such a reaction? After all, you had once betrayed him ... is not it?
- Surrender? - Amazing how this time I did not stop. Strange how the body got the taste of battle, and head to work in a totally different direction. If I did not fight now, it would be set as a post ... I froze and would not move if it is owned by myself. Because my mind fettered me ... sure, even hands were cold, despite the fact that there was too hot. - What are you? I never betrayed him ... - But his voice wavered uncertainly. He now .. about what happened when I found out .. he was a traitor?
- Never? - Light eyebrow slowly lifted. I myself did not notice that was against the wall, with his hands pressed tightly over my head. His hand slid under my shirt on his back, he put his feet so that I could not move. Our lips almost touching when he said: - It may be ... should repeat this again?
- That you again .. want to kill me? - Followed by his hand on the back crawl. A hand does not even twitch, I'm not trying to escape. Yes ... he did on that occasion. As always ... its impact has not changed. I still get lost when he just looks at me when he says so. And when he was so close ... I can no longer think of anything. But if you now ... I could explain the virus, then ... it was then? Betrayal. He's right. Is always right ... Damn it! - It's ... no betrayal .. - I said, trying to press his head away at the wall. Away from its dangerous lips .. the inexplicable taste ... but so sweet .. an unforgettable experience .. In ten years, I have not forgotten what it was our kiss ... And now I really want it to happen again. But I could not ... could not ... because here .. nowhere to run, nowhere to hide ... and the worst thing that I do not want this and.
- What was it ... Jill? - He said in a whisper, not reducing the distance, but not allowing to turn away. - Tell me ... - His hand grabbed her waist, holding on tight. Over the years ...

- It's ... - Yes, Jill, what was it? Explain to him and myself that you are ten years trying to forget ... - I do not know .. - I squeezed out of himself, it was difficult to say a word, even the sound. You can not resist, this is another test. Just a temptation. I closed my eyes not to look at his glasses, not to present his view. I have no idea what may now be his eyes ... - It was a mockery ... - Of him - yes. But why did I succumb? Come on, after all these years, and you can already come up with an excuse. - I .. I want you .. even then .. - And even now? .. No, not that ... it is hateful, hateful ... No, not nasty, and my body is responding to his touch as ever. And he knows it. - Let go, - I whispered, still afraid to open his eyes. Probably so stupid looking ... Well, yes it is not that important now.
- Release? - He asked. - Are you sure that this is ... What do you want? - Whisper it burned line from neck to ear, stopping on the lobe: - Maybe I should do something else?
- What? .. - The question turned on the exhale, because I did not expect that his breath is so hot. I open my eyes, so safe ... at least know what it does, then to not be just such surprises. - What ... you should do? - I'm playing with fire ... fire that is inside me .. erupted from one of intimacy. Because of the one spark that made him a hot whisper. I do not want you to let go, but I can not say that .. and the body says and does the opposite ... so why can not I push him away? Just push? It's been ten years ... why I'm not grown up?
- What do you think - in his quiet voice was a smile. Perhaps he also noted that in the ten years nothing has changed. He's playing, and I just fall for his tricks ... But what if they are too good? ..
- What shall I say ... - I repeated, feeling internally is almost entirely given up to him ... Do not, do not say anything. Then you would not be able to recover ... Let me go ... but not just allow to move away from you and let too much ... you'll be able to perform this my wish? Laugh in my face and continue training ... - Kiss ... I ... - Said it was not me. They said to my lips, my body .. they want, but not me! After all, I did not even recognize his own voice! It was the desire of the depths ... rather, from the darkest depths of my ... I wish I had repeated that he let me go. Maybe he will understand it in my pleading look? Since when I did not even listen to the voice? ..
- Ask how to, Jill - his breathing returned to the neck, I could feel his soft cheek against her hair. How can there be so gentle and so hot at the same time? ..
- Kiss ... - Again I blurted out with a sigh. I wanted to say in a whisper, but it was a voice ... I do not understand what it is ... what happens. Why do I feel as if in a fog, my head is spinning from his breath, and if I get drunk. His breathing gets to the heart of ... poisons it .. Put a black ... and makes crazy beat. Stop, Jill ... and my heart stop! - Just one kiss ... - Now that his ear was so close ... that's why I could not do as well as he ... I touched his ear lobe of the language, and it occurred to me that if my hands were now free ... I could not manage ... he would have held him so close to me that I would have suffocated in an instant. - Please ... - I whispered, touching her lips to his ear and neck. This is not me ... I can not do that .... do things with Wesker! After all these years ... and yet ... after all do ..
- My bad girl - he shook his head. And yet he could not keep steady breathing, feeling my touch. So, the game works not only for me?
His lips finally touched mine, greedy, rude. So what works for me ... more what kind of virus? ..
He broke the kiss for a few seconds, watching as I am trying to find his lips, demanding the continuation, and resumed it.
My hands alone tried to pull away, to hug him, to draw to itself, not to allow interrupted. But he kept them too hard ...
Yes, the taste of his mouth has not changed. Once tasted them ... it is impossible to forget ... And always want more. I do not want to know what is his thought ... I only want to feel his kiss ... even longer ... to completely forgotten, completely lost in the sensations. Forget about the air choke .. but so close to him ... And now ... I myself did not even know who kissed roughly ... I'm fucking bored of this mouth .. and at the moment I was ashamed to realize it ... so I was insistent. Everything was burning inside of me, and I wanted to give it to him ... Maybe he will be glad to know what power awakens a desire in me.
Whether passed a couple of minutes ... whether for hours before he interrupted the endless Mad forbidden impulse.
- We need to work on, - he said, to no one in particular. It seems that he was also a little befuddled. Although ... may seem?
He gently let me go.
- What are you .. scared? .. - I had my way, I would have immediately dropped when he departed. Still burning back from his touch, his lips ... lips continued desire to kiss him on. It should not be ... this is terrible! Surprisingly, I was still standing on his feet ... And surprisingly, as I have not attacked him, tearing his clothes ... against his body ... I closed my eyes for a second, scrolling in my head again, what happened just now. Now it seemed to me that this is all just imagined ... you can work on like this?
I adjusted the clothes and walked away from the wall. Even tottered ... work as work ... Anything is better than to be so close to him. Never ... never again find ourselves in a dangerous proximity to it! Otherwise not stand ...
But we did not have time to start, because we prevented.
- Dr. Wesker, sorry ... - In the hall rushed breathless doctor for him were two more. In the hands of the first there were some studies that, judging by his face, not met with much success.
Wesker slowly turned his head towards him, waiting for excuses such sudden appearance at a time when he is busy. Busy that drives me crazy? Oh, why did not they come a little earlier?
And without that doctors were worried whiter coats.
- Sorry ... another failure - finally found the courage to say the same first entered. Others nodded. - We have tried every way to stop the attack, but he renewed each time with a new force. Yet the object is alive, but I do not think it will last longer.
Wesker has comprehended the information and for a time had withdrawn into himself to think about. I wonder, what is it doing? Regular experiments on people ... Which is much less fortunate. They all fall into the trap of this man who has ceased to be a man, and as such. And for anyone of them do not return.
As for those who are working for him ... Only by sheer luck it can be hidden ...
- You repeat injections - finally said Wesker.
- Yes, we ... we had to do it, because he ...
- Because I do not want to kill him.
- We ...
- Because it is not able to lead a normal test.
- Wesker, we ...
- Worthless - nodded, concluding Wesker. He walked over to the wall, and I just now noticed that there hangs holster. He pulled out a gun and suddenly, without explanation, threw it to me. - Continue the same workout, Jill. Kill them.
- I will not ... - But I was crouched behind the gun and point it at the doctor, who was standing in front. No, stop ... certain virus long to expire! I can not kill them, they're just people ... nearly as experimental as well as those with whom they have failed ...
No. They work for Wesker. One that they deserve death. Kill the ... avenge those over whom they mocked ...
Just people ...
I took three shots and the gun hit the floor as soon as the fallen bodies of three dead doctors and researchers. Whoever they may be. They did not deserve to die ... how could you ... had to fight back! He said his body! Resist! After all, if you will obey so, then kill and Chris ... because he will order ...
- Anything else? - I asked Wesker, not even turning in his direction. Something burned cheek ... It must be a tear ... but the order to wipe it was not. What do I feel sorry for ... Kissing the enemy, and then do his bidding. Killing innocent people ...
These people were to blame. Blame even that made the wrong choice.
His hand gently lay on my stomach, slightly pulling me to him. Quiet low voice again took a burn on the ear:
- My ideal workmate.
For a moment I stopped breathing again. On a minute ... afraid that if shake my, he removes his hand, he would go ...
I touched his hand. Conducted from the wrist to the fingertips. Hands that kill people ... brought life to me ... They will, and my death. I looked at his hand, wanting a closer, as if it would help me to understand what her secret is, why it makes my heart stop ... But I could not remove his hand from his belly.
- So we .. continue .. training? - I said and looked away. So wanted to hope that he ... he did not call me ... assistant or co-worker. Because it sounded terrible ... and fascinating as it may sound, any word uttered his voice. But the word "workmate" ... Mates, we will not ever. - Because ... I'm still far from ideal.
- Shoot you just a good idea - but now he removed his hand, stretching. - Tomorrow we'll see you a little earlier than usual ... you need to try something. And so, you can go. - He wanted to go to the three corpses, obviously wondering what would let them, but then turned around, slightly drooping glasses to look at me - if of course you do not want me to do something.
- I do not want ... Would not want to ... - By virtue of being able to smile, I said. It all .... absurdity of what is happening just does not fit in my head. I went up to him and again felt a mad desire to kiss him ... I'll have to learn to deal with it. Otherwise ... Have I made a mistake ... Not realizing what I was doing, I reached out to his face ... I wanted to touch his cheek ... to know whether he will smile in response to his touch ... But I did not dare to touch his skin, instead I gently pulled his glasses in place to again see his eyes. Its horrible ... mesmerizing eyes ... only his voice is worse. - What to try? Or is it a secret, of course?
- Improved virus - which it might be a secret? Unless it can be expected anything other than a regular biochemical development? ..
- I'll have to kill someone? - Wesker, Wesker ... Who's what, and you're all about viruses ...
- No, it will be necessary to come in and do nothing - he announced solemnly.
- As you say, Captain ... - I'd like to use the word "partner", but the language is not turned.
I hurried to leave him alone with the corpse of his former employees. He clearly had a lot of options for their use, but for me ... I needed a rest. From him, from viruses, from myself and my thoughts ... Just take a break from all ....
Chris ... sorry ... but it seems that once you gave your dear people. I wish you did not look for me. Because from what you will meet .... will be too unbearable for you.

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