Y/n dropped his jacket leaving his barren pale but muscular chest, Heisenberg twirled his hammer and the two charged one another.

Y/n received a hammer to the jaw that resulted in a thunderous strike, Y/n retaliated hitting Heisenberg in the stomach with a quick right hook to the ribs.

Heisenberg pulled a engine from the piles of scrap around them and flung it towards to Y/n head but with the electrified metal bar he batted it aside with some effort and Y/n sent it flying back at Heisenberg who smashes it out of the air.

Not bad kid, I expected some fire but you've got a real inferno in y-

A vibrant blue flash shot through the air as Y/n threw the metal bar like a javelin surrounded with harsh lightning that struck Heisenberg in the face knocking his hat off.

More importantly half if Heisenberg face was a black and charred scar slowly recovering.

Alright... My turn!

Heisenberg rushed Y/n and threw a volley of rebar, several spears of rusted steel that almost pierced Y/n body as he dodged aside taking cover behind a pile of sheet metal.

There was a moment of silence, Y/n paused catching his breath but when he didn't hear Heisenberg he became concerned. Pressing an ear to the metal wall he went to listen when suddenly a piece of rebar punched through an inch from his face.

Y/n fell back narrowly avoiding another spear, with not much choice he retreated back as another volley of rebar punched through the sheet wall like scissors through cheese cloth.

Run little mouse, run! Before the cat sinks his claws in you!

Heisenberg was guiding Y/n to the wall where a he took the scaffolding and that stacked 8-stories high and pulled it down.

Oh fu-

600-pounds of metal scaffolding was thrown on his head, after the crash was a long still silence only broken by Heisenberg mocking sorrow.

Ohhhh boo hoo~ looks like the little hero couldn't withstand all-

Heisenberg drops a crane arm on top of the scaffolding with a loud boom adding another 2-tons to the pile burying Y/n.

That heavy-

Heisenberg uses his magnetic abilities to crush and warp the scaffolding and crane arm into a single metal ball about the size of a boulder.

Metal! Ha ha ha~... Sorry kid... I did like you... You had balls and you knew how to use them... Too bad you got greedy...

Heisenberg turned away from the unmoving steel sphere turned casket, he retrieved his hat and his hammer whistling to himself.

Take me home... Country roads... To the place, I belong~ West Virginia-

Heisenberg froze, he turned to look at the sphere which seemed to shake lightly then fall still again.

Just coming to rest in the cold air... That's far too much metal pressure for even Alcina to hand...

Heisenberg jumped back as the giant 2.5-Ton metal boulder seemed to jump a near 5-inches off the ground.

No fuckin' way... Not happening kiddo!

Heisenberg marched forwards, hammer held high ready to golf that ball into the incinerator before Y/n could pry himself out.

Im sending your ass to Canada... AIRMAIL!

Heisenberg cranks his hammer back and swings at the ball.

Except there is no dramatic impact.

No clashing scream of metal on metal.

No meteor flying through the air.

Nothing but an large pale arm holding the hammer head.

From a broken gap in the metal boulder outstretched the arm of a tyrant, and the eye looking back from the crack beside the arm.

The sphere burst open sending shrapnel everywhere and Heisenberg flew back but managed to stay on his feet.

Well... This was unexpected...

A tall beyond muscular, full nemesis type Y/n emerged, red pupils locked onto Heisenberg starring down at him.

Hhheisennbergg...

Yes?

SMASH!!

Y/n arms his hulking right fist in electricity, Heisenberg throws up a guard but its nothing compared to the colossal force of the backhand he received.

He flies through the air right through the wall into the smelting room, he shambles up to his feet trying to wake up after a back-handed nap.

Heisenberg hears thunder growing closer and faster, then realized that thunder was actually large footsteps and their getting closer very quickly.

A wrecking ball of mutated muscle comes through the wall, shoulder buried into Heisenberg crashing him into a vat of molten steel.

The onslaught had no cool down, Viral Tyrant Y/N continued by grabbing Heisenberg by the head and smashed him against the ground.

Heisenberg mustered up the strength to take the molten steel and through it against Viral Tyrant Y/N face.

Graaahhh!!

Choke on it you FREAK!!

Heisenberg shouts as he uppercuts Y/n with his hammer. Y/n reels back but the molten steel slops off revealing a murderous glare back at Karl.

Suddenly there is a large flash and then a long silence, the Tyrant form of Y/n emerges from the smelting room where he saw Chris, Ada, and Leon looking down at him frim the decks above.

Is that?-

Yeah... The B-strain gave him Birkin's adaptive mutations while Ourboros gave him Wesker's agility and strength...

What about the electricity?!

No fucking clue.

They watched as a small army of mechanized undead surged out from the factory depths storming towards Y/n.

Y/n grabbed a nearby metal slab and used it as a shield while fighting back.

We need to shut the factory off!

Well let's stop talking and find the off switch!

We need a key... We can disable the factory from the control room but were gonna need Heisenberg's key

Why is it always a key? Why can't it just be a big red button marked 'Factory Off' ?

Chris and Leon headed deeper while Ada lags behind, she watches as Y/n fends off the oncoming horde of 20+ enemies all the while feeling...

As if in someway this is her fault...

Meanwhile Y/n was facing off against a horde of Heisenberg's toys but as being in the Viral Tyrant state it was merely a delay and no real challenge.

However, the delay was successful. Unbeknownst to Y/n the corpses of each enemy killed was being swallowed up by some unknown force below the scrap pile.

While Y/n kept the main forces at bay Ada was busy searching for Heisenberg workshop while Leon and Chris focused on slowing down the output of mechanized undead.

If I was a industrial undead megalomaniac, where would I hid a control key?....

Ada felt the room shake as Viral Tyrant Y/N went berserk, she heard a clatter as something fell off the desk during the tremors.

Of course! The key he needs is the one he makes!

Ada takes the mold casings just as another rumble occurs.

Oh Y/n.... What happened to you?...

Ada went for the stairs only to be cut off by a rather unforseen enemy.

Hello miss Wong~

Ada quickly moved on.

She made her way upstairs leaving Travis recovering and whimpering in Heisenberg workshop. She found Chris and Leon jamming the factories conveyor belt with oversized scrap metal.

Ada! You got the key?

I need a forge!

A forge? Why-

The forge is across the courtyard and between us is a giant Y/n in the middle of a all out war!

So no forge?

I'll get it across-

No way you'll get flattened!

We don't have any other choice Leon!

Let her do it...

What?!

She's faster then both of us and knows what to do, we'll cover you but your sprinting all the way.

No intention of going slow.

The three of them set up on the edge of the battlefield where Viral Tyrant Y/N was in the midst of a full 1-on-27 fight with Heisenberg's heavy units.

Wait...... Go!

Ada took off across the scrap and towards the forge room, what ever armored or drill handed undead made a leap at her Chris and Leon didn't miss a beat.

Ada ducked under one drill and swerved passed another, mere feet away from the forge room she turned back to see both Leon and Chris reloading.

Turning back her path was blocked by something a lot worse then Travis right now.

The chainsaw blades swirled to life quickly, he didn't wait at the chance to grind Ada into chunks.

Until he was intercepted by a giant metal slab, a giant metal slab previously used by Viral Tyrant Y/n as a shield.

Ada and Y/n lock a gaze for a minute until Y/n returns to shocking and crushing Heisenberg's toys. Ada jumped into the forge room where she found Heisenberg scorched remains on the floor.

She stepped over them and set the mold into the only unbroken mechanism, pouring the molten mix into the frame and from it a key.

Bingo!

Ada took the still warm key and rushed back out, unaware the charred remains were no longer under foot.

Chris! Leon! Catch!

Ada frisbee'd the key through the air into Leon's hands.

Got it! Leon get to the control panel while we clean up the rest!

Leon nodded and took a full sprint to to the control room, he got close coming across a few undead in the process but none could stop him as he mustered the strength to get the control panel.

Leon sunk the key into the large console and began to crank the mechanism in one-full rotation till there was a large click.

He waited in pained stillness as in the distance he watched lights began to shut off row by row and the cranes overhead slowed to a stop.

Yes! Officially out of business Heisenberg~

Leon's celebrating was cut short as the shadow of a large figure came hurdling towards him. The entirety of Viral Tyrant Y/n was flying towards him.

Oh Shit!!

Y/n crashed down beside Leon, it took a moment for the dust to clear but Y/n shambled out of the wreckage.

Wait. YOU got thrown?!

Uuugh... Yeah...

By what?!

By him....

Leon turned to see Ada looking out the busted window Y/n came through and together they saw the bigger problem.

Now this... This is true horsepower!

We can't beat that!

We need to find a way out!

After we find Claire!

Find her while THAT hunts us? That's suicide Redfield!

Well we can't just leave-

First off tell me you got the factory shout down?

Yeah and I got the key cog right-

Leon paused, then patted his jacket down then searched around his feet.

I HAD the key but good news the factory is offline!

Fuck it, lets move out now before-

I'll catch up.

Y/n rolled his neck and stepped towards the window ledge.

What?!

He wants me, let him try it'll give you all sometime to find Claire...

You sure your in shape to deal with... That?...

Don't got much chose do we? Go on ahead already...

The trio give a half-hearted nod of agreement before leaving, but for Y/n this is exactly going to plan.

From across the gap peering towards the Heisenberg monstrosity, Y/N pulled out the tool for the job.

KARL!

The giant mesh of steel and scabs looked towards Y/N and bellowed this insidious almost robotic chuckle.

There he is, the man of the hour... I thought you may have turned tail just when things were getting the most dramatic!

Y/n clutched the Siphon needle and took a deep breath.

{Thoughts} Viral Tyrant is great tank... But to out a tank like Mark, you need to be a target that tank can't touch... Time for some old school spec ops strategy!

ALRIGHT! Playtime's over~

The giant triple-saw bladed hand came rocketing towards Y/N and crashed down in a cloud of busted metal and broken stone.

From the cloud sprinting across the metal arm towards the core of the beast came Y/N.

Slippery bastard...

A volley of iron spiked tendrils lunged towards our protagonist but with quick feet he kick-flipped over the first and landed on a new branch continuing his charge to the core.

Heisenberg bellowed in anger as he kept up the assault but Y/n's human side was far more agile then his prior tyrant form.

With a large saw blade coming from each side he jumped off the bridge of monster outstretched from the body and tool hold of a swinging arm that took him higher beyond anything before.

Jumping off Y/N landed on a crane and sprinted across the platform evading sawblades and metal spiked shot like arrows from Heisenberg hull.

Just... A little... Further...

Get over here you vermin!

Y/n peered over the edge, he set his sights on the head of the beast and jumped.

He slid down the outstretched arm, Heisenberg going as far as to cut off his own tendril with the triple-saw bladed appendage.

Maximum Effort!

Y/n kicked off the tendril, tossing the Siphon over head, narrowly slipping his body between two large saw blades to land beside the eye of Heisenberg's monster.

Like a badass bitch, he catches the large needle and in his hand infusing the Siphon with his own spark making the red tank glowing a bright crimson.

F.Y.I Karl... Fuck You!

Y/n plunged the needle into Heisenberg mutant eye and began to drain the concentrated enzyme of his Cadou.

NooOooOOooo!!

The beast of Heisenberg howled as metal turned to ash, then ash to nothingness.

From the nothingness a meek and defeated Heisenberg crawled out coughing uncontrollably blood running out from one of his eyes.

Why... Why do... Why do i feel.. Empty?...

Y/n walked over holding the Siphon in hand.

Fuckin' hell... Let me catch my breath... Free running... Parkour is such a pain... Right, the Siphon... Well your not Heisenberg anymore... Your ultimately less then 20% of who you once were... Because what made you dangerous.... Well....

He taps on the glowing red canister of the Siphon.

Its all in here now... It's mine now-

Y/n gets blindsided by freight container on a crane hook.

You mean... Mine~

Moreau took the Siphon off the ground and laughed performing some jig around Heisenberg, pushing the feeble man to ground again.

I win~ I win~ Now mother will love me and ONLY me!~ Ha ha ha Hoooo Mother, Mother, Mother Miranda!~

Moreau...

Moreau glared then smiled deviously at Y/n wiping drool off his maw before plunging the needle into his neck with a grunt, the hiss of Heisenberg's liquid enzyme injecting into his grotesque body.

Y/n face of dismay turned to smug glee as he pulled the Siphon up from tucked behind his back.

What... But I... The Siphon?

Oh this? The Siphon I knew you'd try to steal from me... Why don't you take a 2nd look at the needle in your neck...

Moreau slowly pulls the needle from his hand, to find its not a needle in fact...

Death's flower?-BLARH!