*Swoosh*
Wind howled through the shattered window. Remnants of the glass ticked and slid across the hardwood floor.
Wesker stood at the broken frame, staring into the darkness below.
"It's not dead."
Barry pulled himself off the floor holding his ribs, let out a humorless breath. "Yeah. We figured."
Chris lowered the grenade launcher slowly, ears still ringing from the blast. The cold damp wind from outside, smelling of pine and something sickly sweet, hit him.
A few seconds passed in silence.
Wesker didn't move. His grip around the window frame tightened.
"You two disobeyed a direct order."
There it was.
Barry didn't hesitate. "We answered a distress call."
"You abandoned your position."
"We tried to save one of our own."
"And you nearly got yourselves killed."
"And if we hadn't moved?" Barry shot back. "We'd be sitting in that room waiting for something like that to carve through the door."
The temperature in the room shifted.
Chris felt it instantly.
Wesker stepped away from the window, boots crunching over glass. He stopped a few feet from Barry.
"You left Jill."
"She wasn't alone," Barry snapped. "Frost was conscious."
"And if something breached that room?" Wesker's voice rose slightly.
"You had no ammunition. No plan. No idea what you were walking into.
You chased a ghost."
"It wasn't a ghost!" Barry barked. "Forest was out there!"
"He was already dead."
The words hit harder than the Hunter's claws.
Barry's jaw clenched. "How the hell would you know that?."
Wesker's eyes sharpened. "I know enough."
Silence.
*Swoosh*
The wind surged again through the open window.
Barry stepped closer. "You keep talking like you see everything. As if you knew Forest was dead, or the Crimson Heads were coming. Like you knew what that thing was."
Chris's head turned slightly.
There it is.
Wesker didn't blink but didn't say anything. For a moment it seemed like his mask was slipping.
"Funny," Barry said. "It seems like you're always one step ahead."
Wesker moved suddenly.
Not violent.
But fast enough to remind them who they were dealing with.
He closed the distance with Barry, stopping inches from him.
"And yet that's precisely why you're still alive."
The air between them went tight.
Barry didn't back down.
Chris stepped in before it snapped.
"How is Jill?" he asked sharply.
Both men looked at him.
Chris held their gaze evenly. "Is she stable? Did you find Rebecca?"
A beat.
Wesker answered first. "She's stable. The antivenom worked."
Chris exhaled quietly. Tension drained just a fraction.
"And Rebecca?" he asked.
"In the chemical room. Watching over Jill and Frost."
"Good." Chris nodded once. "Then we need to get back before something else decides to test that door."
The shift worked.
Barry stepped back half a pace.
Wesker didn't move immediately.
*Tip…tip…tap*
Blood began dripping from Wesker's side.
Chris saw it first.
"Blood?"
Barry looked down.
Blood was dripping through the bandages again, darker and heavier this time. A slow drip hit the floor.
Wesker's jaw tightened, but he didn't acknowledge it.
Barry scoffed. "Yeah. He calls us reckless." He murmured.
Wesker reached into his pocket without breaking eye contact and pulled out the small pill container Rebecca had given him.
He shook one into his palm.
"For the record," Barry muttered, "I'm not trying to get us killed."
Wesker swallowed the pill dry. For a second the room tilted. Then his pulse slowed. He dragged a hand through his hair as the tension in his shoulders finally eased.
"I know."
That surprised both of them. For the first time there was the slightest warmth to him.
He pressed his palm against the wound, steady pressure. His breathing slowed deliberately.
Chris looked concerned and asked, "How bad?"
"I'm fine. It's a coagulant," he said shaking the pills. "It'll slow it down."
"For how long?" Chris asked.
"Long enough."
That wasn't reassuring.
A distant creak echoed from somewhere deeper in the mansion.
They all looked toward the hallway.
Chris broke the stare first. "We need ammo."
Barry nodded.
"You checked that room?" Wesker nodded towards a door tucked at the back left corner of the room, right behind Chris.
"Ah… no. We were kinda busy," Chris said as he walked toward the door.
Barry moved towards the hallway, stepping cautiously through the broken doorway. Blood and body parts littered the floor. He scanned around the corridor for any lingering movement.
The area was empty now.
Too empty.
Chris walked into a small storage room that had better days. Cracks ran up the side of the walls as the wallpaper had peeled around the edges. Dust and grime coated everything. Discarded clothes hung limp on rusted racks. An empty white container labeled HERBICIDE sat in the corner beside an old war-era metal footlocker. Chris flipped the top open with his boot. In it there were some old books, old military uniform, a rusted sword, and in the corner –
"Bingo."
Chris took out the old ammo can. Inside were three old boxes of 12-gauge buckshot — eighteen shells total.
With a satisfied smile he walked out of the small storage room.
On the other hand, Barry searched the adjacent room. Walking back at the same time as Chris he raised his hand and jiggled a small ammo box.
"Got a box of handgun ammo. Half full."
Chris grabbed it. "Better than nothing." Then he put on a shit-eating grin and said, "guess what I found?" He opened the ammo can to show the shotgun shells.
Barry shook his head but Chris saw the corners of his mouth twitch.
Wesker stepped back from the window frame and reloaded his pistol with slow precision. His movements were controlled, but the faint tremor in his injured side hadn't fully stopped.
Barry noticed.
Didn't comment.
When they regrouped near the broken doorway, Chris secured the grenade launcher across his back again. In one hand he held the ammo can and the other his Samurai Edge handgun.
"We go straight to the chemical room," Wesker said. "No detours."
Chris nodded once.
Barry hesitated, then added, "And next time we hear someone calling for help —"
"We think before we move," Wesker cut in.
Barry's jaw flexed.
Chris stepped between them again, not physically this time, just in tone.
"First we make sure Jill's safe," he said. "Then we figure out how to deal with that thing."
Wesker's eyes shifted briefly toward the broken window.
"It will come back," he said quietly. There was something in his tone that didn't sound like speculation.
The certainty in his voice made the hallway feel smaller.
"Good," Barry muttered. "That bastard owes us a round two."
Wesker didn't respond.
He turned toward the corridor.
"Move."
And this time — they all followed.
< Rebecca POV – Chemical Room >
Rebecca stood in front of the shelves, arms folded tight across her chest, eyes scanning rows of bottles and faded labels. Formaldehyde. Ethanol. Sulfuric acid. Most of them are old. Some unstable.
Something didn't belong.
Half-hidden behind a stack of dusty reagent jars was a folded sheet of paper.
She pulled it free carefully.
The heading alone made her pulse quicken.
Pharmaceutical Division – Bio-Organic Combat Enhancement Program
Prototype First Aid Spray (FAS-01)
Her eyes moved faster.
~The First Aid Spray is the culmination of twelve years of pharmacognostic research conducted under Umbrella's Bio-Organic Weapon Support Initiative…~
"Twelve years?" she muttered.
So this wasn't improvised.
Umbrella had been studying the herbs long before the mansion incident.
Her gaze dropped lower.
~Herb Variant G… accelerated fibroblast proliferation… increased clotting factor activation…~
Rebecca's brow furrowed.
"That's forced regeneration…"
She turned slightly, glancing toward Jill on the bed.
If this was accurate, it didn't just stop bleeding — it made the body repair itself faster.
Her eyes moved again.
~Variant R… catalytic amplifier… increases bioavailability by 200–250%.~
"That's why red herbs don't work alone…" she whispered.
It wasn't medicine.
It was an enhancer.
Her finger slid down the page.
~Variant B… chelating agents capable of binding to specific toxin proteins…~
"The antivenom properties…" she breathed.
So that was real too.
The herbs weren't superstition. They weren't luck.
They were engineered compatibility.
Then her eyes caught the next section.
~Breakthrough occurred during high-pressure cross-distillation of Variant G and Variant R… stable aerosol compound achieved…~
Rebecca straightened slightly.
"Aerosol…"
That changed everything.
Oral ingestion was slow.
Topical application was inconsistent.
But aerosol delivery—
"It distributes through the lungs…" she whispered. "Faster systemic absorption."
Her heart started beating harder.
She flipped the page.
There it was.
The formula.
Ratios. Percentages. Stabilization conditions.
It wasn't vague. It was precise.
And at the bottom—
Limitations
Her eyes slowed.
~Ineffective against advanced systemic mutation…~
~Repeated use may cause abnormal cellular stress…~
~Potential for accelerated mutation under high viral load…~
Rebecca swallowed.
So it wasn't perfect.
It forced the body to heal.
But forcing cells to divide faster…
She knew what that meant.
She turned the page over.
Handwritten.
The ink was rushed. Uneven.
~It works. I managed to produce one sample. Didn't have time for more… If you're reading this, ingredients are stored in a satchel beneath the bed. I have to get out. Those things are everywhere.~
Rebecca's eyes snapped toward the bed.
Under it.
She dropped to her knees and reached beneath the frame, fingers brushing canvas.
There.
A small white satchel.
Glass clinked softly inside.
Her pulse jumped.
"Oh, you beautiful genius," she whispered.
She carried it to the chemistry station, laying out the contents carefully.
"Whatcha got there, rookie?"
"Busy!" Rebecca answered curtly not happy being called a rookie, especially now.
Green extract. Red concentrate. Blue compound.
Improvised, but intact.
Her hands moved automatically now — sterilizing glassware, adjusting the distillation column, measuring ratios.
"Thirty-five percent G… twelve percent R…" she murmured, checking the page again.
The solution shifted color as she worked — emerald bleeding into amber, then stabilizing into a warm, translucent gold.
She adjusted the heat.
Too much and it would degrade.
Too little and the compounds wouldn't bind.
Minutes felt like hours.
Behind her, Jill stirred faintly.
Rebecca didn't turn.
"Almost there…" she whispered — not sure if she meant to Jill or herself.
The final step.
She introduced the Variant B extract.
The liquid shimmered.
Didn't separate.
Didn't cloud.
It held.
Rebecca froze.
Then
It stabilized.
Two vials filled slowly beneath the condenser tube.
Amber. Clear. Perfect.
Silence.
Then
"YES!"
Rebecca raised both her hands in the air jumping for joy as she looked at her creation.
"I DID IT! I DID IT!" Rebecca said rushing to Frost's side and started shaking him as she could not contain her excitement, also payback for calling her a rookie.
Mmmm…
"Can a girl get some peace and quiet around here."
A weak voice came from the bed.
"JILL!"
Both Frost and Rebecca said at the same time as Rebecca rushed next to her.
"You're awake! Oh, thank God. I was starting to get worried."
"It's nice to see you too, Rebecca." Jill said with a smile on her face, happy to see the little sister figure she was so worried about.
"Argh" Jill attempted to get up.
"No, you don't! Lay back down young lady." Rebecca said doing her best, 'old, wiser doctor' impression.
"You really had us worried there for a minute Jill."
Jill looked at Frost seeing for the first time a serious expression instead of his usual aloofness.
"What happened? All I remember is…" She drifted off, searching for the latest memories.
"The snake, I got bit then Wesker was holding me, we hit something…Argh" She grabbed her head the memories causing physical pain.
"Yeah, I got tossed too. Hit my head and then I woke up here just like you. Chris and Barry told me what happened."
Frost begins recounting the events as Rebecca shares how Wesker saved her life and brought her here.
"Chris and Barry left as soon as they got the radio call from Forest. Wesker went after them."
Jill had her arm over her eyes as she was listening trying to understand the events.
Rebecca could see she was upset and guilty.
"Jill, I know right now you feel like this is somehow your fault. But it's not. It's Umbrella and the damn monsters who wanted to play God. They will be back soon. All of them are safe and sound. I promise."
"How? How do you know?" Jill's voice came out breaking, barely holding back the tears.
Rebecca put her hand on top of Jill's trying to steady her trembling hand.
"Because Wesker is with them."
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[Author]
P.S Here is the complete technical document on the First Aid Spray in case anyone wants to read the whole thing, lol.
Pharmaceutical Division – Bio-Organic Combat Enhancement Program
Prototype First Aid Spray (FAS-01)
The First Aid Spray is the culmination of twelve years of pharmacognostic research conducted under Umbrella's Bio-Organic Weapon Support Initiative. Originally intended to enhance field survivability of Umbrella Security Service (U.S.S.) operatives during B.O.W. containment operations, the compound was derived from botanical specimens discovered in the Arklay Mountain region during early viral field studies.
Initial herb specimens were catalogued as Herb Variant G, Herb Variant R, and Herb Variant B, named for their distinct pigmentation. These plants were first encountered by a botanical survey team attached to the Arklay Progenitor excavation project. At the time, their relevance was considered incidental.
The breakthrough was accidental.
During early T-virus exposure trials on small mammalian test subjects, several rodents housed in outdoor holding enclosures survived viral micro-exposure events longer than expected. Autopsy revealed plant residue in their digestive tracts matching the local green-pigmented herb species. Further investigation confirmed that compounds within the plant significantly accelerated cellular regeneration and reduced necrotic spread in infected tissue.
Subsequent controlled testing revealed:
Green Herb (Variant G) contained high concentrations of bioactive alkaloids and terpene derivatives that stimulated rapid fibroblast proliferation and increased clotting factor activation.
Red Herb (Variant R) on its own showed negligible direct regenerative properties but acted as a catalytic amplifier when combined with Variant G, increasing bioavailability and metabolic absorption rates by over 240%.
Blue Herb (Variant B) contained complex chelating agents and antiviral phytochemicals capable of binding to specific toxin proteins and neutralizing certain venomous or parasitic agents.
The true breakthrough occurred when a junior researcher improperly cross-distilled Variant G and Variant R extracts under high-pressure vapor conditions. Instead of destabilizing, the mixture produced a stable aerosolizable compound with enhanced regenerative acceleration far beyond oral ingestion methods.
Field trials confirmed that topical and inhaled administration via aerosol delivery dramatically improved survival rates in operatives sustaining:
Deep lacerations Ballistic trauma Viral-induced necrosis (early stage) Envenomation from B.O.W. specimens
The addition of Variant B extract allowed the compound to counteract select biological toxins, making it particularly effective in environments populated by venom-producing B.O.W.s.
After refinement, the compound was stabilized into a pressurized aerosol dispersal system for rapid application during combat scenarios.
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Ingredients Required (FAS-01 Standard Mixture)
Distilled Extract of Herb Variant G (Green Herb) Ethanol-based solvent extraction of regenerative alkaloids Vacuum filtration and cold stabilization Concentrated to 35% active compound ratio Catalytic Enhancer Extract – Herb Variant R (Red Herb) Steam-distilled terpene amplification complex Enzymatic activation process to increase metabolic uptake Added at 12% volume to potentiate Variant G Chelation and Antitoxin Complex – Herb Variant B (Blue Herb) Cryogenic maceration to preserve antiviral phytochemicals Molecular refinement to isolate toxin-binding agents Incorporated at 18% volume for toxin neutralization capability Pharmaceutical Ethanol Base (Sterile, 70%) Carrier solvent Ensures rapid dermal absorption Pressurized Propellant Medium (Medical-Grade Inert Gas Blend) Allows aerosol dispersal Enables pulmonary micro-absorption for systemic distribution Stabilizing Agents Buffered saline solution pH regulators (6.8–7.2 target) Shelf-life preservatives
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Mechanism of Action
Upon dermal or inhalation exposure, the compound:
Accelerates platelet aggregation and clot formation Stimulates rapid cellular regeneration in damaged tissue Increases mitochondrial activity in compromised cells Slows early-stage viral replication through temporary immune amplification Neutralizes select toxin compounds via chelation and protein bindingWhile not a cure for advanced viral infection, the Prototype First Aid Spray significantly delays systemic collapse, buying valuable time for extraction or further medical intervention.