Nightshift 38: Experimental Treatments Laboratory

[longlivetehking]

[From here]

Despite the silence, Scar was quite on edge as he entered the next room. It was tempting to simply let the others enter first, so that they would be the one attacked first if a monster indeed lurked within this area. But as it was, the King was the one that carefully pushed open the door to enter. He glancing around for any immediate

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[no_side_effects]

[From here]

It was almost impossible to tell from the minor wounds Wesker had inflicted on Leon, but he suspected, based on the injuries Leon had taken, that the mutation didn't include a regenerative ability. That indicated it likely wasn't the T-virus.

Wesker stepped to flatten next to the door as soon as he had moved through it, waiting to stab at one of Leon's shoulders as he came through the door.

[officer_leon]

Bio-weapon? "I'm not one of your pets, Wesker," Leon growled, slamming the door open. "I'm much, much worse--" He stopped in mid-sentence as a blade bit into his shoulder. With a snarl of pain, Leon turned on Wesker, claws extended, aiming for the man's eyes. The tentacles lashed out as well, slamming noisily into the walls and doorframe as they frantically lashed towards Wesker. It didn't seem Leon had much control over them. They certainly shared his goal, though.

[no_side_effects]

"Yes, Mr. Kennedy, you are much worse," Wesker said, leaving that knife in Leon's shoulder to inhibit the use of that arm. Leon would either have to deal with it or pull it out. Pulling it out would likely give Wesker another opportunity to make an attack

[officer_leon]

"I'm in control," Leon snapped. His voice was so distorted, it was hard to tell if he believed it or not.

"And you're going to need more than knives to stop me." One of the tentacles clumsily ripped the knife from his shoulder, doing more damage in the process, but it meant that Leon could charge at Wesker again. This time, Leon swung at Wesker's face with one hand and his stomach with the other. The tentacle that was wrapped around the blade lashed out at Wesker's arm. It didn't have a terribly good grip, and the knife would probably drop after a couple more swings.

[no_side_effects]

At this point, Wesker's left hand was in no shape to grip a knife, so his last blade remained safely tucked away for the time being. Wesker blocked the claw to his face with his already mangled left arm and used the blade of the knife to block Leon's claws.

True, it wasn't going to be a very effective block, but if he was lucky Leon would lose a couple fingers. "If you think knives are all I have you are quite mistaken, Leon. You've forgotten I'm no ordinary human," The tentacle with the knife managed to hit him, but it was so poorly aimed and so poorly gripped by the appendage that it gave him a decent cut but nothing Wesker considered dangerous right now.