Once again you have entered the world of survival horror..... Good Luck
CHAPTER ONE
December 28, 3 Months after Resident Evil 3
Cody was stuffed in the back of the large black SUV with all kinds of equipment. In the front seat was Jill, paging through the files on Umbrella she had been given by Leon. He was taking them to the airport where they were taking the first plane to Paris where him, and Claire would infiltrate the lab. Around his waist was a small holster, in it was a nine-millimeter Beretta. The butt of the gun was jabbing into his side, it was bad enough all ready that he couldn't move since everything was piled on him, but he couldn't adjust the Beretta because his waist was buried under the duffel bag.
The air vent just above him was blowing ice-cold air down on him and all in all, this wasn't his idea of a nice car ride through the open country. The only thing he was really looking forward to doing was meeting his aunt Claire, they both had never seen each other before, but Leon had informed Claire that she had a nephew.
This was going to be his first meeting with the "others". By others he meant the other people who had been in some way hurt by Umbrella. He had also been informed a girl around his age would be joining their little excursion.
"Your awfully quite you know that?" Leon said, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to spare him a glance. "Not at all like your father" Leon added,
"Really? I wouldn't know," Cody shot back,
"Woah...Someone's in a bad mood. Come on buck up this is going to be fun." Leon said.
"Really? Then how come you aren't coming?" Cody asked carefully.
"Not a very trusting kid. Ha. Well I got some stuff to take care of." Leon said, taking a left turn around the winding mountain road.
"Explain to me again why we're taking a twelve year old girl with us." Cody asked again.
"She was staying with her aunt but like the reason we are taking you, after going over the blue prints of the lab we've found that many of the important rooms have small air ducts that you and her would be able to crawl through and unlock the door if needed." Leon explained again in a dull tone.
"Why you don't think a girl is capable of helping you?" Jill said, breaking away from her dept reading of the information, long enough to glance back at him.
"It's not that, but she's a little girl" Cody sighed,
"A little girl that need I remind you survived with a lot less bumps and bruises then you escaped with." Leon said and grinned, Cody had nothing to say, he'd lost this one.
Cody closed his eyes but feared falling asleep, because sleep meant going back... Back to Raccoon.
Ever since the day he'd escaped he'd been plagued with dreams, horrible ones. But in the dreams he hadn't been fast enough and he'd been killed by the Nemesis. Cody shuddered at the very thought of that repulsive creature.
Though Cody had made it out of Raccoon apart of him would always be there. Wondering the streets with a tireless determination to make it out. He'd kept his hate and rage for Umbrella bottled up inside of him, silently. And that was how it would stay, until one day Umbrella would be defeated, and no one else would be hurt.
When Cody opened his eyes again he realized he must've dozed off because they were now parking. Thankfully his sleep hadn't been plagued with nightmares this time.
Cody glanced out the tinted window and saw the welcoming committee. A young girl was standing beside a taller one. She had her chestnut brown hair pulled back in a pony tail, cream colored choker around her neck, black shirt with a leather jacket over it, and blue jeans, her belly button and part of her stomach was exposed. Her brown hair tipped him off that she was probably Claire. The girl looked like she was in her teens but still had younger girl features.
"We're here." Leon announced, in a way overly cheerful voice as he opened the door and the warm summer air rushed in. Cody had to fight his way over to the door, wiggle out of his seat belt and desperately opened the door, pushing himself forward to try and get out. Much to his dismay the door opened quicker then he thought and he came out quicker then he'd expected.
He ended up with his face inches from the asphalt. His savior had been the seat-belt which he'd caught his foot on.
"My, my aren't we impatient" Jill said, coolly walking over to him and pushing him up, moving the five duffel bags off him and helping him free himself from the seat belt.
"And you must be Cody" A woman said, Cody looked over and saw Claire standing right in front of him. He didn't know what to say, he just nodded his head and she smiled and gave him a big hug. He hugged back and Claire held him back at arm's length, giving him a good look over. "You're Chris's all right, look just like him, the resemblance is uncanny" She said, with a large smile.
"I've.... Well never met him so I'm not on the same page as you" Cody said, he slowly looked her over also.
Jill watched from behind Sherry, the family resemblance was really there, every one of the Redfields were spitting images of the others.
"Why don't you go over there and introduce yourself?" Jill asked, looking down at Sherry who had her hand in a loose fist and against her chest fidgeting with a golden locket. Sherry didn't answer but she continued fidgeting.
* * *
Cody was safely strapped into the small airplane when he heard the noise of the loud propellers starting up on each wing. He smiled when he remembered that not even a year ago he had been scared to death to fly, now he was practically fearless.
In front of him sat Jill and Claire, and with him to his left was Sherry. She had her eyes closed, though not sleeping, Cody found her to be one of the strangest girls he had ever encountered. He didn't know the full extent of her run in with Umbrella, just that her nightmare was ending just as his was really beginning.
* * *
"Look at them back there," Jill said, smiling a bit, thinking that being around a girl might do Cody some good. Well, some girls.
"I dunno. Neither of them seem to have the slightest bit of interest with the other," Claire whispered.
"I think it would do them some good to be around each other, they're fairly close in age and both of them escaped Umbrella's grasp," Jill replied, her voice also dropped to a whisper.
"What's he like? I mean Cody. I just met him but you know more about him then I do," Claire said.
"He's a lot like Chris. He survived a direct head to head confrontation with that Nemesis, and after all the beating his poor body took, he kept going. It really amazes me." Jill said. Claire smiled and leaned back in her seat, trying to get in some sleep, after all it would be a nine hour long ride.
* * *
Cody was sick with boredom, it hadn't even been thirty minutes and already he was growing impatient. Nothing to do but stare out the window at the clouds - really exciting. Whatever.
It was the last resort. He needed to talk. Do something, or he'd go crazy!
So he turned and looked at Sherry, her blonde bangs were hanging over her light blue eyes, she didn't talk. Just stared at the back of Claire's seat.
Cody cleared his throat, worked up the courage, and spoke.
"So umm...." Sherry suddenly looked at Cody. His mind was trying to think of what to say, I mean he couldn't just say `So how was your run in with Umbrella?'. That would've been stupid.
"Umm" Cody said, thinking hard, trying to find the right words, after all he didn't want to offend her.
"What was it like for you?" Cody asked,
"What was what like?" Sherry asked, now looking at him. Her voice was soft, but there was a kind of coldness in it. Isolation? Maybe. Or maybe distance from reality.
"Raccoon. How did you get through it?" He asked, and immediately regretted it.
Sherry had a distant look in her eyes as she looked at the back of Claire's seat. Her words were slow.
"Nightmare... I can't say I witnessed a lot because I stayed hidden in the police office for the ladder part of it all. But in one night I lost both my parents...." Sherry said. Even though she wasn't replying to the question.
"I'm sorry to hear that.... I never knew my parents so I guess I can't relate with you... Though I am told I am going to meet my dad.... I did have a friend though...."
-"Wesley please get up . . . Please . . . Don't leave me here alone ... I can't make it out of the city alone... God what have I done!?. . . Wesley I let you die . . ." Cody cried-
".... He wasn't as fortunate as I was. I experienced it all though- from beginning straight to the bitter end." Cody said, he found himself remembering all the horrors, like it had happened yesterday.
"Excuse me," Cody muttered. He got up and Sherry scooted out of her seat and let him by.
Cody walked down the narrow isle and walked into the bath room, he placed his hands on the sink and let his knees collapse. He could feel it happening, the horrible events of that night flashing before his eyes.
-"I am scared!"-
-"SO AM I!"-
-"EVERYONE IS DEAD!"-
-"JILL HELP!"-
-"The Nemesis"-
-"HELP ME!! SOMEBODY!"-
-"NO!!"-
-"GET OUT!"-
-"YOU BASTARD!"-
-"We're trapped!"-
-"It's all over"-
-"Sttarrsss"-
-"You want S.T.A.R.S, I'll give you S.T.A.R.S" -
-"Fry you son of a bitch" -
Cody shook his head and tried to stand up, it hurt so bad, what he'd lost.... Cody stood up trying to think of what he'd one day gain, but he knew he'd get no peace until Umbrella was gone, and that would take a lot of work.
Cody opened the bath room door and stepped back out, the airplane felt shaky as he walked.
Sherry was getting up when she noticed he was coming, she let him into the seat and sat back down, they both buckled in and Cody sighed, he looked down at his lap then back at the back of the seat in front of him as he closed his eyes.
-Nightmares...-
An image of death.
-Wesley!-
The stench of death.
-No!-
The groans of death.
-Don't go! Come on!-
The screams of death.
-WESLEY!-
Nemesis
-Goddamn you, you mindless piece of flesh!!-
Blood.
-Ugh...-
Images of the blood dripping to the ground appeared in front of Cody's eyes. He screamed silently.
-Hate death-
-Hate fear-
The Nemesis suddenly appeared before him. A white flash suddenly collided with the Nemesis and...
There he was, in the Nemesis' clutches.
Choking.
Dying.
Going down and...
"Cody, wake up!" Claire yelled, a hint of frustration in her voice.
"Huh? Oh." He muttered, as he opened his eyes.
Sherry stood behind Jill, her eyes distant, identifying every single thing in her sight as if it were all new.
"We're here" Claire said, Cody looked around, his vision blurry, as he focused he could tell that they had landed. It was dark outside, pitch black to be more specific.
The airplane was still and Leon was unloading the duff bags, Cody stood up and rubbed his tired eyes.
Cody stepped out into the hallway and the others began to walk toward the exit of the plane, Cody ran his hands along the seats for balance, his was still extremely tired. He could feel cold sweat running down his neck, the nightmares had caused it.
The Nemesis....
Why couldn't he forget him? Why did he haunt him so? Was it because he had single-mindedly hunted him and Jill through Raccoon? Was it because he'd stranded him in that nightmare for longer then he needed to be? To Cody, Nemesis was the face of evil...
Evil...
Umbrella, they were the master minds behind it all, the sick and twisted company that had killed an entire city of people. They'd turned Raccoon into a living death trap, and that was his definition of evil.
"Cody?" Jill said, Cody didn't respond he just kept on walking, "CODY!" Jill this time yelled, Cody turned and looked at her tiredly.
"Are you okay?" She asked, looking him over to see if there was anything wrong with him.
"Uhh... Yeah I am fine... Just a bit" Cody yawned, "Tired that's all"
"Well you've had plenty of sleep... Anyway I am not going to see you after here till the end of the mission, so take care of yourself" Jill said, she then hugged him tight.
"Yeah I will" Cody replied tiredly,
"You'd better" She said, with a laugh then let him go.
* * *
Cody hadn't really paid any attention to the briefing on the mission, he was still trying to wake himself fully up.
"... Cody and Sherry will infiltrate here, Claire you'll give them support. Try and be as stealth as you can possibly be, we can't afford you guys being captured" Leon said, in a dull tone that made Cody even more sleepier then he already was. "All right, lets get going!" Leon finished, with a excited tone, Cody could see why he was so excited.... He wasn't going to be doing any of the dirty work.... They were. Cody slowly stood up out of the wooden chair he'd been sluggishly sitting in and looked around the room. Books and papers strewn everywhere, pencils on the ground, cold coffee on the tables that had probably been there for god knows how long.
"You up to this? You look a little tired?" Claire asked, looking Cody over. He had his eyes half shut and was holding onto the chair for support.
"Yeah... Yeah I am fine" Cody replied, opening his eyes all the way and standing up for himself. Cody rubbed his eyes and started for the door, he didn't exactly want to go on this mission, but there was no way he'd be shown up by a little girl. If she was going through with it then he'd have to, besides that, anything that would help him sleep better knowing he'd avenged Wesley in some way was worth anything in the world to him.
CHAPTER ONE
December 28, 3 Months after Resident Evil 3
Cody was stuffed in the back of the large black SUV with all kinds of equipment. In the front seat was Jill, paging through the files on Umbrella she had been given by Leon. He was taking them to the airport where they were taking the first plane to Paris where him, and Claire would infiltrate the lab. Around his waist was a small holster, in it was a nine-millimeter Beretta. The butt of the gun was jabbing into his side, it was bad enough all ready that he couldn't move since everything was piled on him, but he couldn't adjust the Beretta because his waist was buried under the duffel bag.
The air vent just above him was blowing ice-cold air down on him and all in all, this wasn't his idea of a nice car ride through the open country. The only thing he was really looking forward to doing was meeting his aunt Claire, they both had never seen each other before, but Leon had informed Claire that she had a nephew.
This was going to be his first meeting with the "others". By others he meant the other people who had been in some way hurt by Umbrella. He had also been informed a girl around his age would be joining their little excursion.
"Your awfully quite you know that?" Leon said, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to spare him a glance. "Not at all like your father" Leon added,
"Really? I wouldn't know," Cody shot back,
"Woah...Someone's in a bad mood. Come on buck up this is going to be fun." Leon said.
"Really? Then how come you aren't coming?" Cody asked carefully.
"Not a very trusting kid. Ha. Well I got some stuff to take care of." Leon said, taking a left turn around the winding mountain road.
"Explain to me again why we're taking a twelve year old girl with us." Cody asked again.
"She was staying with her aunt but like the reason we are taking you, after going over the blue prints of the lab we've found that many of the important rooms have small air ducts that you and her would be able to crawl through and unlock the door if needed." Leon explained again in a dull tone.
"Why you don't think a girl is capable of helping you?" Jill said, breaking away from her dept reading of the information, long enough to glance back at him.
"It's not that, but she's a little girl" Cody sighed,
"A little girl that need I remind you survived with a lot less bumps and bruises then you escaped with." Leon said and grinned, Cody had nothing to say, he'd lost this one.
Cody closed his eyes but feared falling asleep, because sleep meant going back... Back to Raccoon.
Ever since the day he'd escaped he'd been plagued with dreams, horrible ones. But in the dreams he hadn't been fast enough and he'd been killed by the Nemesis. Cody shuddered at the very thought of that repulsive creature.
Though Cody had made it out of Raccoon apart of him would always be there. Wondering the streets with a tireless determination to make it out. He'd kept his hate and rage for Umbrella bottled up inside of him, silently. And that was how it would stay, until one day Umbrella would be defeated, and no one else would be hurt.
When Cody opened his eyes again he realized he must've dozed off because they were now parking. Thankfully his sleep hadn't been plagued with nightmares this time.
Cody glanced out the tinted window and saw the welcoming committee. A young girl was standing beside a taller one. She had her chestnut brown hair pulled back in a pony tail, cream colored choker around her neck, black shirt with a leather jacket over it, and blue jeans, her belly button and part of her stomach was exposed. Her brown hair tipped him off that she was probably Claire. The girl looked like she was in her teens but still had younger girl features.
"We're here." Leon announced, in a way overly cheerful voice as he opened the door and the warm summer air rushed in. Cody had to fight his way over to the door, wiggle out of his seat belt and desperately opened the door, pushing himself forward to try and get out. Much to his dismay the door opened quicker then he thought and he came out quicker then he'd expected.
He ended up with his face inches from the asphalt. His savior had been the seat-belt which he'd caught his foot on.
"My, my aren't we impatient" Jill said, coolly walking over to him and pushing him up, moving the five duffel bags off him and helping him free himself from the seat belt.
"And you must be Cody" A woman said, Cody looked over and saw Claire standing right in front of him. He didn't know what to say, he just nodded his head and she smiled and gave him a big hug. He hugged back and Claire held him back at arm's length, giving him a good look over. "You're Chris's all right, look just like him, the resemblance is uncanny" She said, with a large smile.
"I've.... Well never met him so I'm not on the same page as you" Cody said, he slowly looked her over also.
Jill watched from behind Sherry, the family resemblance was really there, every one of the Redfields were spitting images of the others.
"Why don't you go over there and introduce yourself?" Jill asked, looking down at Sherry who had her hand in a loose fist and against her chest fidgeting with a golden locket. Sherry didn't answer but she continued fidgeting.
* * *
Cody was safely strapped into the small airplane when he heard the noise of the loud propellers starting up on each wing. He smiled when he remembered that not even a year ago he had been scared to death to fly, now he was practically fearless.
In front of him sat Jill and Claire, and with him to his left was Sherry. She had her eyes closed, though not sleeping, Cody found her to be one of the strangest girls he had ever encountered. He didn't know the full extent of her run in with Umbrella, just that her nightmare was ending just as his was really beginning.
* * *
"Look at them back there," Jill said, smiling a bit, thinking that being around a girl might do Cody some good. Well, some girls.
"I dunno. Neither of them seem to have the slightest bit of interest with the other," Claire whispered.
"I think it would do them some good to be around each other, they're fairly close in age and both of them escaped Umbrella's grasp," Jill replied, her voice also dropped to a whisper.
"What's he like? I mean Cody. I just met him but you know more about him then I do," Claire said.
"He's a lot like Chris. He survived a direct head to head confrontation with that Nemesis, and after all the beating his poor body took, he kept going. It really amazes me." Jill said. Claire smiled and leaned back in her seat, trying to get in some sleep, after all it would be a nine hour long ride.
* * *
Cody was sick with boredom, it hadn't even been thirty minutes and already he was growing impatient. Nothing to do but stare out the window at the clouds - really exciting. Whatever.
It was the last resort. He needed to talk. Do something, or he'd go crazy!
So he turned and looked at Sherry, her blonde bangs were hanging over her light blue eyes, she didn't talk. Just stared at the back of Claire's seat.
Cody cleared his throat, worked up the courage, and spoke.
"So umm...." Sherry suddenly looked at Cody. His mind was trying to think of what to say, I mean he couldn't just say `So how was your run in with Umbrella?'. That would've been stupid.
"Umm" Cody said, thinking hard, trying to find the right words, after all he didn't want to offend her.
"What was it like for you?" Cody asked,
"What was what like?" Sherry asked, now looking at him. Her voice was soft, but there was a kind of coldness in it. Isolation? Maybe. Or maybe distance from reality.
"Raccoon. How did you get through it?" He asked, and immediately regretted it.
Sherry had a distant look in her eyes as she looked at the back of Claire's seat. Her words were slow.
"Nightmare... I can't say I witnessed a lot because I stayed hidden in the police office for the ladder part of it all. But in one night I lost both my parents...." Sherry said. Even though she wasn't replying to the question.
"I'm sorry to hear that.... I never knew my parents so I guess I can't relate with you... Though I am told I am going to meet my dad.... I did have a friend though...."
-"Wesley please get up . . . Please . . . Don't leave me here alone ... I can't make it out of the city alone... God what have I done!?. . . Wesley I let you die . . ." Cody cried-
".... He wasn't as fortunate as I was. I experienced it all though- from beginning straight to the bitter end." Cody said, he found himself remembering all the horrors, like it had happened yesterday.
"Excuse me," Cody muttered. He got up and Sherry scooted out of her seat and let him by.
Cody walked down the narrow isle and walked into the bath room, he placed his hands on the sink and let his knees collapse. He could feel it happening, the horrible events of that night flashing before his eyes.
-"I am scared!"-
-"SO AM I!"-
-"EVERYONE IS DEAD!"-
-"JILL HELP!"-
-"The Nemesis"-
-"HELP ME!! SOMEBODY!"-
-"NO!!"-
-"GET OUT!"-
-"YOU BASTARD!"-
-"We're trapped!"-
-"It's all over"-
-"Sttarrsss"-
-"You want S.T.A.R.S, I'll give you S.T.A.R.S" -
-"Fry you son of a bitch" -
Cody shook his head and tried to stand up, it hurt so bad, what he'd lost.... Cody stood up trying to think of what he'd one day gain, but he knew he'd get no peace until Umbrella was gone, and that would take a lot of work.
Cody opened the bath room door and stepped back out, the airplane felt shaky as he walked.
Sherry was getting up when she noticed he was coming, she let him into the seat and sat back down, they both buckled in and Cody sighed, he looked down at his lap then back at the back of the seat in front of him as he closed his eyes.
-Nightmares...-
An image of death.
-Wesley!-
The stench of death.
-No!-
The groans of death.
-Don't go! Come on!-
The screams of death.
-WESLEY!-
Nemesis
-Goddamn you, you mindless piece of flesh!!-
Blood.
-Ugh...-
Images of the blood dripping to the ground appeared in front of Cody's eyes. He screamed silently.
-Hate death-
-Hate fear-
The Nemesis suddenly appeared before him. A white flash suddenly collided with the Nemesis and...
There he was, in the Nemesis' clutches.
Choking.
Dying.
Going down and...
"Cody, wake up!" Claire yelled, a hint of frustration in her voice.
"Huh? Oh." He muttered, as he opened his eyes.
Sherry stood behind Jill, her eyes distant, identifying every single thing in her sight as if it were all new.
"We're here" Claire said, Cody looked around, his vision blurry, as he focused he could tell that they had landed. It was dark outside, pitch black to be more specific.
The airplane was still and Leon was unloading the duff bags, Cody stood up and rubbed his tired eyes.
Cody stepped out into the hallway and the others began to walk toward the exit of the plane, Cody ran his hands along the seats for balance, his was still extremely tired. He could feel cold sweat running down his neck, the nightmares had caused it.
The Nemesis....
Why couldn't he forget him? Why did he haunt him so? Was it because he had single-mindedly hunted him and Jill through Raccoon? Was it because he'd stranded him in that nightmare for longer then he needed to be? To Cody, Nemesis was the face of evil...
Evil...
Umbrella, they were the master minds behind it all, the sick and twisted company that had killed an entire city of people. They'd turned Raccoon into a living death trap, and that was his definition of evil.
"Cody?" Jill said, Cody didn't respond he just kept on walking, "CODY!" Jill this time yelled, Cody turned and looked at her tiredly.
"Are you okay?" She asked, looking him over to see if there was anything wrong with him.
"Uhh... Yeah I am fine... Just a bit" Cody yawned, "Tired that's all"
"Well you've had plenty of sleep... Anyway I am not going to see you after here till the end of the mission, so take care of yourself" Jill said, she then hugged him tight.
"Yeah I will" Cody replied tiredly,
"You'd better" She said, with a laugh then let him go.
* * *
Cody hadn't really paid any attention to the briefing on the mission, he was still trying to wake himself fully up.
"... Cody and Sherry will infiltrate here, Claire you'll give them support. Try and be as stealth as you can possibly be, we can't afford you guys being captured" Leon said, in a dull tone that made Cody even more sleepier then he already was. "All right, lets get going!" Leon finished, with a excited tone, Cody could see why he was so excited.... He wasn't going to be doing any of the dirty work.... They were. Cody slowly stood up out of the wooden chair he'd been sluggishly sitting in and looked around the room. Books and papers strewn everywhere, pencils on the ground, cold coffee on the tables that had probably been there for god knows how long.
"You up to this? You look a little tired?" Claire asked, looking Cody over. He had his eyes half shut and was holding onto the chair for support.
"Yeah... Yeah I am fine" Cody replied, opening his eyes all the way and standing up for himself. Cody rubbed his eyes and started for the door, he didn't exactly want to go on this mission, but there was no way he'd be shown up by a little girl. If she was going through with it then he'd have to, besides that, anything that would help him sleep better knowing he'd avenged Wesley in some way was worth anything in the world to him.