Im Trying To Save Us (Albert wesker x Reader x Chris Redfield)

Where it all Began. 1

"Because you aren't ready." He smirked at me then turned around to face the others.

"Now where were we?" He asked as he walked over and looked down at the map.

I quickly walked over to him and went to hit him, but he grabbed my wrist before I even had the chance to swing my arm.

"You shouldn't hit your commanding officer." He didn't even look over at me, his eyes completely locked on the map in front of him.

"Well since you are already here I guess we could use some help with this mission." Chris looked at me then Wesker.
Wesker sighed obviously annoyed at this rude distraction from the mission.

"Fine." Is all he said as I joined them around the table.

"This is a search and rescue mission, Bravo team was sent in to investigate some murders that happened in the mountains outside Raccoon City. The Department lost contact with Bravo team here, they are assumed crashed." He pointed to a location on the map.

This instantly made me anxious because Rebecca is part of Bravo team and I know people can die out there on these missions.

"We are being sent to check the crash site for survivors."
I looked from wesker to the others.

"Then what are we waiting for we need to go!" Fear very evident in my tone.

"Yes, let's get moving." Wesker led the way out the door to the roof.

We were soon on the move.
Chris was talking over the possible areas around the crash site that any survivors could have gone, while wesker quietly sat across from me with his glasses on. Though I couldn't see him staring, I could feel his gaze locked on me.

Finally after what seemed like forever we reached the crash site. After the helicopter landed I quickly hopped out and looked around anxiously, the others following close behind. The smell was horrid as we neared the crashed helicopter. Unable to hold it back I vomited, the smell being far to much for me to handle. Jill held me so I wouldn't fall rubbing my back to hopefully make me feel better. Chris stood with Wesker and the others talking, after the pilot finished shutting off the helicopter and stepped out you, Jill and him joined the others.

"Not all of them are here, there may be survivors." This caught my attention and I turned to him.

"So Rebecca may still be alive?"
I looked at him hopeful that my friend had somehow survived this.

"There's a chance she might be." He gave me a reasuring smile before turning around and following wesker a bit further away from the crash site.

Suddenly, I heard a growl. Looking where it came from I saw nothing. I decided it was my imagination I started to walk towards wesker and the others with Jill following close behind me. Then I heard the growl again, but this time I turned to see a terrifying looking dog creature was charging straight at me.
I stood there unable to react to the approaching monster, but before it could reach me shots rang out. I was in shock and the shots made my ears ring.
I looked over to where the shots came from and saw wesker still holding up his gun.

"What was that thing?"
Jill questioned.

"It was an undead dog." Wesker walked over to the now dead undead dog and started to examine it.

"So, like zombies?" I asked not exactly sure about any of this being real. Like zombies aren't real they are made up for movies, shows, and games.

All of a sudden a few more growls could be heard from the nearby forest. Multiple dogs leaped out and charged at us this time since I wasnt in shock I was able to react, quickly pulling out my gun I shot at the undead dogs one dropped dead and frantically I looked around at the others and saw a dog tearing through one of our teammates, but since I wasn't paying attention to the still charging dogs another one reached me, knocking me to the ground as it snapped its jaws at me. I held it back while  struggled to grab my knife from its holder. I could still hear gun shots around me so I assumed everyone else was busy dealing with other undead dogs.
I finally got a hold of my knife and pulled it up, slashing at the snapping dog with as much force as I could.
The dog soon fell limp, I shoved it off myself and looked around. Jill, Chris, and Barry were finishing off a couple more dogs, but Wesker was standing to the side one arm behind his back and one arm up to his chin as if he was examining what was happening. I stood up, grabbing my gun that I ended up dropping after getting pinned by the dog.