RE: The New Nightmare Pt 5

(Italics denotes thoughts. Hope you enjoy the crossover!)

Jason’s eye darts directly towards Wesker, whose back is turned towards him. Jason crushes his fingers into a fist as he lifts himself slowly and stealthy up, so quietly that the chains don’t even rattle.

Hunk holds his SMG at Wesker. His anger can be heard in the heavy breathing coming from his mask. “You son of a bitch! You knew this would happen, this was probably a test run to see how strong Jason is!”

“Oh come now, you’re just realizing this? Surely one of Alfred’s great elite could have seen this coming, even Nicolai.” Wesker grins, narrowing his eyesight towards Jason’s twitching leg, then back at Hunk. “Don’t act like you care about them. Besides, you’ll be compensated for your loss. Excuse me one moment--” No you don’t! Wesker turns, slamming his fist hard into Jason’s mask, so hard a layer of water jumps off the back of his head. His body again lays unconscious. Wesker whips his head back towards Hunk, but finds nothing there, as if he were a ghost.

Where the hell--? Wesker rushes out of his lab, only to catch a glimpse of a helicopter flying away. Hunk’s men were still there. One bravely walks up to Wesker, confused.

“He said that... You were right...?” The soldier says with a puzzled look.

The message was clear to Wesker. He grins again, his eyes glowing. He just couldn’t help it. Thank you for finally coming to your senses Hunk. Wesker jogs back into his lab, anxious to begin his experimentation. He holds the vial up in front of his eyes. Let us begin. Wesker removes the lid and pours the parasite onto Jason’s body. Immediately the parasite attaches to its host, its feelers impaling flesh as it begins to dig into Jason’s chest. Wesker steps back and waits as he watches his ‘masterpiece.’ The body shakes under the force of the parasite, mutating, with the sounds of crushing bone and slimy flesh being pulled away and brought back together.

Fluids rush out of Jason’s body. Black, purple, and green slime ooze from random holes and portions of his body as he twitches. Jason is awakened and is breathing heavily. So you do feel pain... Wesker examines the process as he listens closely to Jason’s gasps.

The final stage begins, the trademark of the G-Parasite. A tentacle forces itself right through Jason’s unused eye and wraps around his mask as others rip in and out of his skin, breaking the chains and tearing the shirt completely off. The result resembles Nemesis in a decayed and watered down sort of way. Jason is no more; now, he is a puppet waiting to be controlled. It stands, breathing heavily, grasping the chains with his hulking hands. Its eye stares at Wesker’s smiling face. Magnificent you are. Wesker slowly claps, walking towards the beast.

“I’ll call you... Nightmare.” Wesker grins like a child getting a new toy. “Your first mission is to kill the soldiers outside of this lab,” he says confidently. He had done more than just inject the parasite with the T-Veronica Virus. He had managed to allow his creation to take commands only from himself, as Wesker wouldn‘t have it any other way.

“Night... mare...” it mimics, its voice raspy and bubbling, water dripping from under its mask. It tilts its head towards the hallway. “SOLDIERS.” Each footstep pounds heavily on the floor as it makes its way towards combat...