The STARS captain smirked, raising his gun and pointing it at Jill's head. The woman lay on the floor, unconscious. Wesker had slapped her hard and now planned to end things. This of course meant simply killing the Alpha team member, but it wasn't like he'd have any problems with that. He'd already killed most of the other STARS members.

A single gunshot shattered the silence of the room. The sound didn't, however, come from Wesker's gun - the blond dropped his weapon and clutched his right shoulder, cursing aloud. Pain blinded his senses for a moment, and then he remembered Barry.

Wesker spun around, fingers pressed over his hurt shoulder. The bullet hadn't hit anything vital, but he felt warm blood trailing down his arm. His gray-blue eyes would've showed some signs of pain, but thankfully, they were hidden behind the dark glasses.

"Barry..."

The other man was standing near the wall, pointing his Magnum at the captain. He had a dark expression on his face, something Wesker had never seen.

Barry moved along the wall, keeping the STARS captain on gunpoint. He stopped next to Jill and knelt down, checking her pulse with his free hand. The woman's eyes were closed, but she was breathing normally - she had just hit her head when falling. Barry sighed, guessing that his team member would be fine after some rest.

Wesker took a step back quietly, staring at Barry. His gun was lying on the floor close to Jill, so he figured he had no chance of grabbing it right now. He edged towards the door while Barry was busy checking on Jill's wellbeing.

He wasn't, however, quick enough - next thing he realized was that he'd been pressed against the wall. He blinked, not really sure what had just happened... Well, it didn't take him that long to notice that someone was holding him down, and there was a Magnum pointed at his face.

"Barry... That's enough. Stop it."

"Shut up," came the cold answer. The look on Barry's eyes added an ominous shade of madness on his expression.

"I don't think I gave you a permission to talk..."

"Put that thing down, Barry," Wesker replied, closing his eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. Barry's left hand, holding him against the wall was partially placed over his right shoulder and the pain caught him immediately. He breathed slowly, trying to ignore the pain.

"Don't you wish. I've had it with you... You wanted to kill Jill in front of my eyes. I'm sorry, but I can't let that happen... Who are you to say 'enough'? You've screwed with my life for the last time. It's payback time, Captain Wesker...."

Barry let go of the STARS captain and stepped back, holding the Magnum aimed at Wesker's face. "Throw that radio away. And your weapons..."

Wesker folded his arms, appearing as calm as usual. The position made him grit his teeth, for moving his right hand hurt. He was determined, however - he wanted to give Barry the usual calculated impression. Captain Wesker had no weaknesses, and Barry obviously needed a reminder of that.

"Don't play with me, Barry." His voice was cold and emotionless, like always. "You know what happens if you do... I can..."

He was about to add something, but didn't get the chance to continue. Barry suddenly leaned forward and ripped the radio from him. This action caused the blond to involuntarily move back a little, pressing his back against the wall again. The aching on his shoulder was getting worse, and he had to battle for a moment to remain calm and keep himself controlled.

"I told you to throw away your weapons. Now!"

Wesker stared back at the other man, then reluctantly removed his knife from its sheath and threw it to the side. The knife was all he'd had anymore, since his gun was lying on the floor far outside his reach.

"There," he mumbled, frowning slightly. "Satisfied? What are you planning to do now?"

Barry glared at him. "Making you pay. Get down on the floor, face down and hands behind your neck." Seeing the other man's calm stare, he raised the gun, pressing it closer to Wesker's face.

"Now, you motherfucker!"

Wesker shook his head, but knew well enough that one shot from the Magnum would kill him. He got on his knees slowly, then lay down, raising his hands and holding them behind his neck. He could feel his heartbeat on his shoulder, and a few drops of blood dripped to the floor from the wound. It wasn't bad enough to make him bleed to death, but still hurt like hell. He closed his eyes again, concentrating.

"You'll regret this.... Barry..."

Barry smirked, his dark expression turning half-insane. "Yeah, I guess I will. I regret ever working for you even more, so I don't care anymore. The game's over anyway."

He knelt down next to Wesker, pressing the Magnum on the back of the captain's head.

Wesker lay still, thinking as calmly as he could in the current situation. It was obvious that Barry had decided to stand against him now.

A pity, he thought. He was a useful... Hah. I'll kill his family for this. But... what's he going to do now? Just kill me?

The other man laughed, his voice echoing in the room. The blond kept himself calm, but couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he'd never seen Barry like this. The STARS member had clearly lost his mind.

Barry placed his free hand on Wesker's back. His hand wandered down until it met the other man's pants, then he slipped it under Wesker and yanked the captain's belt off.

Wesker frowned, but stayed still. "Barry...?"

The other man laughed again, proceeding to remove the blond's pants. "You will pay a high price for what you've done, you bastard.... I'll teach you to...."

The captain blinked, then spun around, turning to his back. The movement caused his shoulder to send a flash of pain all around his upper body, but he ignored it. He had more important things to worry about.

"Barry. What are you up to?"

He raised his hand to grab the STARS member, but was a bit too slow. Next thing he knew, the Magnum was pointed at his forehead, the cold metal pressed against his skin.

"I told you to stay still..."

Wesker stared calmly at the other man, but as Barry continued, he tried to sit up.

"That's enough. What do you think you're doing...?"

Barry grinned insanely, raising the Magnum and bringing it down on Wesker's head with handle first. This made the blond drop to the floor, feeling quite dizzy.

"Still, you bastard! I will kill you if you don't stop moving..."

Wesker blinked again a couple of times, trying to clear his thoughts. The blow made his head hurt badly, and the world around him was turning blurry.

"B...arry... you... I'll kill you..." His head fell against the floor as the world momentarily turned dark.

Barry laughed, completely taken over by the temporary insanity. He almost ripped the blond's pants off, and then, as Wesker regained his consciousness and moved a bit, the STARS member pointed the Magnum at blond's face.

"Suffer, you freak..."

The captain opened his eyes, shaking his head to get a hold of himself. The floor felt cold under his bared legs. He opened his eyes, barely seeing anything. He could feel Barry moving on top of him, but by the time he realized what was happening, the only thing he felt was a sharp pain between his legs.

"What the f... Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!"

Barry grinned, pressing the Magnum against Wesker's throat. "What do you think? You like hurting, don't you, you bastard? Time for you to get hurt..."

The STARS captain screamed a series of random curse words at Barry, then gritted his teeth. The pain was horrible. He hadn't been with a man before, and had really no idea what being impaled like this would feel like. Being raped was even worse.

Barry continued, pressing violently into the blond. "This... This is for all what you've done to me... and to our team... Enjoy, you bastard!"

He kept the Magnum pressed against Wesker's throat. The other man glared at him with rage, obviously not planning on enjoying the act. He grabbed Barry's hand, trying to push him away.

"Argh... Get... off me...!"

He felt blood trailing down his legs, and winced in pain. His shoulder was still bleeding, but that was mild compared to the burning agony spreading all over his lower body.

Barry didn't care about the resistance. Raping the other man without any lubricant hurt, of course, but he was too deep into his revenge to notice. All he wanted was to hurt the captain, and make him pay for everything.

The blond's fingers found Barry's throat and tried to get a good hold of him, so the dark-haired man returned the act by grabbing Wesker by throat with one hand and pointing the gun at the captain's face.

"Lie still!"

Wesker cursed, trying to seize the Magnum in a desperate attempt to escape. He did succeed, and the gun dropped to the floor next to them, but Barry moved back a bit and delivered a couple of hard blows on the blond's face.

"Wipe that stupid cold grin off your face..." He hissed, grabbing Wesker's sunglasses and throwing them across the room. He grinned perversely, then laughed as he could see tears of pain in the STARS captain's pale eyes.

Wesker closed his eyes, temporarily stopping his resistance. His head still hurt, and his vision was blurred, but the pain on his head was irrelevant. Even the ache on his shoulder felt like nothing compared to the throbbing pain between his legs. That was intolerable. He bit his lip, not wanting to give Barry the pleasure of hearing him scream, but soon realized it was impossible. The other man's thrusts turned more violent and soon Wesker couldn't control himself anymore.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! I... will kill you... Gaaaah... Aaargh!"

Barry laughed, continuing even more brutally. "You're welcome to try... Wesker..."

Wesker tried to squirm away, and grabbed the other man's shoulders on a weak attempt to free himself, but another hard blow on his face made him drop to the floor again. He was on the edge of losing consciousness, and wished the darkness would take him already. The incredible pain kept him awake, however, and all he could do was what Barry had demanded - lie there.

He tried to regain control and breathed slowly, but without much success. His breathing had turned ragged, and gasping for air burned his dry throat. He couldn't scream anymore, for his throat hurt too much.

Barry continued for a while, then looked at the other man. "Damn you. Weak... Stay awake a bit longer, you bastard... I want you to feel the pain..."

Wesker tried to concentrate on breathing, his thoughts lost in a thick mist. The other man slapped him hard in order to keep him awake, and continued the act violently.

The captain was losing his strength, but as Barry thrust into him again, a sudden feeling of rage flashed through him. He reached to grab the Magnum that was lying nearby. The other man noticed this, stopping moving for a moment and turning his attention on keeping the gun away from his victim's reach, but Wesker was, for once, faster.

His fingers wrapped around the cold metal, and he raised his hand. He hit forward, not having enough vision left to aim the blow anywhere. Luck was on his side - the strike from the heavy weapon landed on Barry's forehead right when the man was trying to grab the other's wrist. The STARS member blinked, then collapsed on top of the captain.

"...Gah..."

Wesker panted heavily, lying still for a moment. It took him several minutes to gather enough strength to push Barry off him. He got on his knees, then pointed the Magnum at the other man and pulled the trigger.

Click.

He pulled the trigger again, but the only answer was the sound of the empty clip. He stared at the gun in disbelief for a long time, then for some weird reason, laughed. His voice sounded dry and quite insane.

"Barry... You...."

Wesker threw the gun away. He got his pants and pulled what was left of them back on, then forced himself to get up. He dragged himself out of the room, leaning against the wall for support. He staggered into the bathroom, and as soon as he got there, he clung to the toiled seat and threw up.

Finally, he fell to the floor, leaning against the wall in a half-sitting position.

"Heh... ha ha ha... You... ...I'll kill you... Barry..." Wesker grinned, the pain blurring all his senses. He stared at the opposite wall without seeing it, and waited for the worst dizziness to pass. He didn't have the luxury of passing out anymore, for he had unfinished business to take care off.

Jill and Barry... Those two members of his team were so going to die now.

Author's notes:

Wrote this in a chat with Romy and Elmina after having nice ideas for the scene that evening. Hey, I was bored. So at the time of writing this, I hadn't even played the RE remake. I do own the strategy guide, however, combined with Romy's endless knowledge of the game.

Stupid pointless PWP rape. But come on, Barry was surely quite pissed after everything Wesker did to him... Scene here is based on Jill's ending of the RE remake. Enjoy.

- Lady Harken (November, 2002)