Comic Book Villain

"The human race requires judgment!"

Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar panted as they tried to run away from Albert Wesker, now a mutated creature with one arm completely covered by Uroboros and bits and pieces of the plane lodged on it. His eyes had a mad glint to it, and the area around his mouth was flecked with saliva, a result of his ravings.

"And you're going to judge us? Do you get all your ideas from comic book villains?" Chris taunted his former captain.


The rock that was holding the weight of the BSAA agents shattered at the force of the blond man's strike. As Chris and Sheva's screams faded away into gurgles as the lava flowed and dissolved them, Wesker allowed himself a small smile.

"Actually, I get them from the heroes. You never know what great ideas those guys from Marvel come up with."


I know, I know, it's terribly short. Sorry.x_x I was going to include this in the "Chris Redfield Is…" ongoing one-shots, but this story revolved more on our favorite villain (not to mention this doesn't follow the theme), so I thought I'd give him his own chance to shine.:D

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