"Thank you, Allen," said Chris.
Allen nodded. "We'll hold off the monster—can you shoot it with that RPG?" Allen said, pointing toward the RPG not far from them.
"Leave it to me," Chris replied with a nod.
At the same time, Svetlana kept firing at the Tyrant, but it was still able to move and counter her attacks with surprising agility. Yet no matter how many times the Tyrant tried to strike her, its attacks never landed.
Then, from behind, Allen opened fire as well, further enraging the creature as it roared in pain.
When the Tyrant turned to slash at Allen with its claws—
But its claws were suddenly severed by Allen's Lightsaber.
Ahh… if only there was music here, Allen thought, imagining the opening of Return of the Jedi. That would definitely make him look more like a Jedi right now.
Okay, back to the Tyrant—
Wounded and furious, it staggered.
Seeing the opening, Svetlana kicked its knee joint, throwing the massive creature off balance.
Their teamwork left the others in awe, and Allen's strange weapon only made them even more curious.
But just as Allen was about to make a few moves to decapitate the monster with his Lightsaber—
The weapon suddenly sputtered and lost power.
"Damn it, you run out now?" Allen cursed.
Without hesitation, he decided to toss a grenade straight into the Tyrant's mouth.
After that, he grabbed Svetlana's hand and pulled her away from the blast radius.
Svetlana knew Allen was just taking the chance to hold her hand—but she let it slide.
Not long after Allen got her to safety—
BOOM!
The Tyrant's head exploded—
—but the damage was only superficial.
"Now, Chris!" Allen shouted.
Chris, already braced with the RPG, pulled the trigger.
The rocket launched and struck the Tyrant right in the chest.
BOOOOM!!!
The monster was blown apart into pieces.
Allen couldn't help but think, 'Ahhh, Chris… congratulations. You just destroyed a weapon worth hundreds of millions of dollars.' Yeah… that was because when he had stolen some of Umbrella's data before, he learned just how insanely expensive a Tyrant really was.
However, Allen quickly shook his head, pushing that thought aside.
He didn't forget to secure Edward's severed hand either—at the very least, he would try to perform some kind of operation later.
"Everyone, let's move quickly. We don't have time to celebrate right now," Allen said as he climbed into the off-road vehicle.
Inside, he saw several wounded members already being treated by Rebecca, while Edward's condition looked far worse than the others.
"Allen, is he going to be alright?" Enrico asked.
"Hmmm… it's fine. We should head to my villa first. There, I can perform surgery and maybe save his hand. Also, we'll need to create a new antivirus since some of you were injured by that monster," Allen replied.
Hearing that, Enrico nodded in agreement.
Without wasting another second, the entire group immediately set off toward Allen's villa in the Arklay Mountains.
....
Meanwhile, inside the lab, Wesker awakened from his "death"—but this time, his eyes glowed a deep crimson. The wound in his stomach had completely healed.
However, as he checked his condition, he suddenly felt something… down below.
When he looked down—
He froze.
Right in his groin—more precisely, in his dick—there was a large shard of glass embedded deep into it.
"Fuuuuck!! That damn Tyrant!" Wesker roared, completely losing control as he ripped the shard out.
Of course, he screamed—because it hurt like hell.
For a while, Wesker rampaged uncontrollably, his rage exploding throughout the lab. But eventually, he managed to calm himself down and took a deep breath.
Fortunately… his dick was able to regenerate, though now it looked a bit… messy.
Still, he didn't think too much about it right now. There were far more important things to deal with—and as for that problem, he could take care of it later.
After that, Wesker threw away his sunglasses and crushed them under his foot, grinding them into pieces. Then he pulled out another pair from his pocket and put them on.
Without wasting time, he walked over to the computer.
He needed to access the data again.
But when he entered his password—
Access denied.
Wesker frowned.
What did this mean?
It seemed Sergei had already locked him out.
If Wesker still wanted to steal Umbrella's data…
Then he would have to access it directly from the main computer.
Bang!
Wesker slammed the computer screen in anger.
"Sergei, I swear I'll kill you personally," Wesker muttered.
He then tried to locate the Tyrant, and when he saw that it had already been blown into pieces, his heart sank.
"Fuck you, Chris! Fuck you!!" Wesker shouted, as if he now had a personal vendetta against him.
With the Tyrant destroyed, it seemed his chance of making money had also gone up in flames.
But as he thought about it again, he realized that his power now wasn't much different from a Tyrant's.
Not long after, he quickly left the place, looking for an exit, since he could already hear that the self-destruct program had been activated inside the mansion.
When he reached the lobby, he was blocked by Lisa Trevor. But this time, he really didn't have the time to play games, so he immediately fired his gun at the ceiling, causing a chandelier to crash down right on top of Lisa's body.
"Be a good girl and stay dead this time," Wesker said before leaving the place.
And not long after that—BOOM!!—the mansion exploded, burning away all the remaining monsters trapped inside.
.....
The massive explosion could be seen even from afar as all the S.T.A.R.S. members made their way toward Allen's villa to receive emergency treatment.
"Wow, Allen, your villa is huge," Joseph said.
"Thank you. Come on, everyone, don't be shy. You can rest here for a while while I treat Edward," Allen replied, then carried Joseph into the room.
With Rebecca's help, she assisted Allen in creating the antivirus to treat the others. After Rebecca administered doses of the antivirus to several members, Chris, Barry, and Enrico decided to leave. They wanted to immediately check on Barry's family, who were still being held hostage.
"Thank you, Rebecca. We're heading out—we need to save Barry's family first. We promise it won't take long," Enrico said.
Rebecca nodded. "Be careful, everyone. Don't worry, Allen is treating Edward—I'm sure he'll be fine."
Not long after, they departed by helicopter, heading toward Barry's residence.
Twelve hours later, Allen finally stepped out of the room.
"How's Edward's condition, Allen?" Joseph and the others asked.
"His condition is stable, and I managed to save his hand," Allen said with a smile. "You can all go in now to check on him."
The moment they heard that, the members cheered in excitement. This meant their comrade wouldn't be disabled and could return to duty after a few months of recovery.
"Oh yeah, where are Captain and the others?" Allen asked Rebecca.
"They went to save Barry's family," Rebecca replied.
"Hmm, alright. Then we'll just wait for them here," Allen said with a nod.
After that, he contacted Lupo to pick them up with a helicopter at the villa, since traveling by land was still too dangerous. Even with off-road vehicles, Allen didn't know what kind of monsters might ambush them along the way.
Meanwhile, the other members were gathered together, relaxing inside Allen's luxurious villa.
"Ahhh, it's finally over. And now we're here… it feels like a dream. A fancy place, completely normal, without any weird monsters lurking around," Richard joked while sipping some wine that Athena and Jill had served earlier.
"Yeah, thank goodness. We really got lucky this time. And Allen… I think I owe him a drink at the bar later," Joseph said.
Everyone agreed. After everything that had happened, they just wanted to relax and enjoy some time together.
"Ohhh, looks like the man we're talking about just showed up," Kenneth said while lying down, his body still covered in bandages.
"Oh, hey. How are you all holding up?" Allen asked as he sat down with them.
"We're doing fine, thanks to you and Rebecca," Kevin, the Bravo Team pilot, replied.
"That's good to hear," Allen said.
"Hey Allen, is it true you snuck into Umbrella to gather evidence? And you did it for Jill?" Joseph asked, shaking his head.
"Well… you know what they say, love is blind," Allen replied with a small laugh.
"Hahaha. And don't worry, Allen—we've all agreed to keep this a secret. We understand… if this gets out, your life and your family's would be in danger," Joseph said.
The others nodded and swore to keep it hidden.
After that, they continued chatting casually until late afternoon.
Not long after, two helicopters arrived at the same time. It was Lupo and the Alpha Team—Barry was there, along with his family.
"Alright, looks like our ride is here. Let's move," Allen said, helping load the injured into his chopper, while those who could still walk boarded the Alpha Team's helicopter.
After arriving in Raccoon City, Enrico reported everything that had happened—but he kept Allen's involvement a secret. He didn't trust Chief Brian. The man was corrupt, and Allen, Jill, and Rebecca had already warned him beforehand.
Of course, instead of being taken seriously, Enrico was scolded and called delusional in the chief's office.
Chris wanted to lash out and punch Brian, but Barry quickly stopped him.
"Stop it, Chris. He's not worth it," Barry whispered.
Chris let out a frustrated sigh and stormed out.
Meanwhile, Allen was in a room with Athena, Jill, Rebecca, and Svetlana when he suddenly received a call—from a woman who had been missing for quite some time.
[Hey, handsome. I'm glad you're still alive.]
"Oh? Are you watching me from somewhere right now?" Allen replied, glancing toward the window.
[Maybe.]
At that moment, Ada stood on top of a nearby building not far from the RPD headquarters, smiling faintly as she watched Allen trying to locate her.
"Ohh, I thought you'd forgotten about me and just disappeared," Allen said after finally spotting her.
[Oh? So you missed me already?]
"Well, if I said yes, would you come meet me?"
[Of course. I'll come to your apartment later—I hope you don't lock your window.]
"Just… use the door," Allen said, shaking his head.
[Alright then. I have to go for now—I still need to gather more intel. See you soon.]
The call ended.
Allen simply leaned back in his seat, shaking his head lightly.
Not long after, Enrico entered the room with Barry and Chris, who both looked visibly upset.
"So, how did it go?" Allen asked.
"That man is absolutely disgraceful," Chris muttered as he grabbed a cold soda from the fridge. "He refused to acknowledge any of the evidence we gathered."
"Alright… for now, let's just go home and rest. We can arrange a private meeting in a few weeks," Enrico suggested.
Everyone agreed and finally decided to head back to their respective homes.
Allen had already expected this outcome—it was impossible for Brian to expose Umbrella's corruption.
It would be completely irrational for Brian to cut off his biggest source of funding. There was nothing they could do for now, even if the mayor wanted to tear everything down. Brian wouldn't even flinch, knowing full well Umbrella would never allow it.
.....
Later that night, Allen stepped through the door of his apartment, the exhaustion of the day melting away as the comforting glow of the living room lights welcomed him home. He wasn't alone; Rebecca, Jill, Svetlana, and Athena trailed behind him, their faces etched with the same weariness from their shared ordeals.
Alyssa and Karena were right there in the entryway, their expressions blooming into warm, relieved smiles that chased away the lingering shadows of tension. The genuine affection in their embrace made Allen's shoulders relax, a deep sense of relief flooding through him like a soothing balm after the storm.
"Thank goodness you're all safe," Alyssa murmured, her voice soft and filled with heartfelt worry as she reached out to squeeze Allen's hand, her eyes scanning the group to ensure everyone was truly okay.
"Are you guys hungry? We've already prepared something for you," Karena chimed in, her tone bright and nurturing, already turning toward the kitchen where the savory scents of a hearty meal wafted through the air, promising nourishment and normalcy.
"Of course," Allen replied, mustering a genuine smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes, while Rebecca, Jill, Svetlana, and Athena all nodded in quiet agreement, their appetites stirred by the inviting aroma and the promise of rest.
The group gathered around the dining table, where Alyssa and Karena had laid out a lavish spread—tender cuts of meat glazed to perfection, vibrant salads bursting with fresh greens, and warm breads that steamed invitingly. They ate slowly at first, the clink of utensils and murmur of light conversation filling the space, allowing the bonds between them to strengthen in the quiet aftermath of chaos. Laughter bubbled up occasionally, easing the knots of stress, until plates were cleared and the satisfaction of full bellies settled over them like a gentle fog.
With dinner behind them, Allen guided the others toward the bedroom, the air thickening with unspoken anticipation as they shed the day's clothes and inhibitions. The 'their girls'—Alyssa, Karena, and the rest—followed seamlessly, the room transforming into a haven of intimacy. Naturally, it wasn't long before the space reverberated with the piercing screams and cries of ecstasy from the women, their voices rising in a chorus of unrestrained passion that pulsed through the walls.
Plop...
Plop...
Plop...
"Ahh... fuck... Allen, slow down," Athena gasped, her voice fracturing into breathless pleas as Allen drove into her brutally from behind, his hips crashing against her with savage, unyielding force that shook her entire frame.
Slap...
"Ahhh!"
But Allen only answered with a resounding slap to her already inflamed ass cheek, the sharp sting igniting fresh fire across her skin and drawing a sharp yelp from her lips. This time, he was doling out Athena's punishment right there on the bed, her body arched and compliant under his control, while Jill stayed bound to the frame nearby, her limbs secured in place for her own reckoning. Alyssa and Rebecca wielded large dildos—each one rivaling the impressive thickness of Allen's rigid cock—and plunged them without mercy into Jill's dripping pussy and clenching asshole, the toys forcing her open wide in a relentless rhythm that amplified her punishment.
"Do you want to help me, Karena?" Allen asked, his breath ragged as he extended another dildo toward her, the tool heavy and ready in his grip.
"Sure," she replied eagerly, grabbing it with a spark of excitement before aligning it with Athena's tight asshole and thrusting it deep inside, the sudden fullness eliciting a shudder from her core.
"Ahhh... ahhh... No...!" Athena cried out, her body quaking under the dual assault, every nerve alight with overwhelming sensation. The long night of moans, screams, and raw pleasure stretched on until the next morning.