Death. It was a term Alice had become oh so familiar with, but then, so had every single person fighting to survive in this hell. Never before had it scared her as much as it did looking out over the carnage surrounding the ruined white house. The winged, insect-esq and completely disgusting creatures that flew over the battlefield seemed to be the only things having any luck getting through the fortress that the place had needed become. Perhaps there was hope still, they appeared to be dispatched easily enough. Supplies was going to be the biggest issue, as it often was.
"All right." Alice said breaking out of her thoughts "Lets go"
Ada nodded and they started the trek to the ground from their spot that looked down on what remained of the world. While Wesker had indeed succeeded in reinfecting her, his plans were set back by the fact her powers had started over at square one and put an unfortunate delay in his plans. While he had assured her their studies had conclusively pointed towards her immortality and general inability to be killed, he agreed with her that she needed time to retrain and improve her mental abilities. After a short rest on a cot in what was to be her room, shared by Becky, she had decided to get right to it. Her body had stopped mutating internally, and despite the ache she was actually happy to feel the power her body now contained. If she had to be a monster, better a monster with a purpose that was worth it. With time, she may just be able to get at least some people through this alive. Humanities final hope rested on her shoulders and there was no time to delay, despite Becky's protests. She smiled at the thought of the girl, genetically her's or not, she was her child. She had left her in the care of Jill, now trusting her old friend after seeing the pain in her eye's as she repeatedly appologized.
Ada had made a valid point to asses where exactly Alice's current capabilities were and advised against testing her regained powers out on the undead, instead starting simpler like she had when first attaining the telekinetic abilities she had once wielded as effectively as any other weapon.
"You do realize he will not be patient. You will be sent out on missions long before your powers are back up to their previous state."
"Great. More chance of pain and ruined attire then. All I need is guns and the control I had back."
"Control?" Ada asked curiously.
"When I first realized my abilities they were almost only ever effective when I was feeling strongly about something. The main fuel for this was anger, but it can be anything from fear to excitement. I need this control back in order to effectively use my abilities. I'm not sure this is something I have lost or if it is something that will come to me out of habit."
Ada seemed to understand and nodded "We can test your control and powers in general with sandbags, at least for now while we are working on a small scale."
Alice regarded the woman with distrust "So are you to be my handler then?"
"Albert has instructed me to keep an eye on you, yes. It is only because you are important and vital to our survival. If you wish to train on your own you may, I merely decided to come and observe because I was curious."
Alice shrugged and made her way to the area Wesker had designated to her training. There were several different sizes of sandbags piled off to one side, targets and weapon racks containing mostly thrown weapons. Nice, she smirked imagining a very deadly looking throwing knife being driven between Wesker's eyes by the full force of her powers. She grinned, and wonder if perhaps she could arrange to have a picture of him set up on the targets. Realizing she was being childish and not using the right motivation, she simply grabbed a reasonably small sandbag and placed it on the ground, it probably only weighed 20 pounds and she figured it was as good a place to start as any.
Focusing on the bag and trying to remember how exactly she had done this before, Alice made her first attempt. Nothing happened and she sighed. Her powers had been far passed this level and as such it was much easier to locate and call upon her abilities, now that power was a mere shadow of its former glory and she had to try to remember the basics.
She had told Ada that emotion had often dictated her powers early on, and so she conjoured up the image that had enraged her the most, it wasn't an image that she had used before, but it would work.
Claire lie on the ground as Alice crouched beside her, securing her to the plane.
"What did they do to you Claire? This is Umbrella's work, no doubt, but why?"
She finished tying up Claire and moved her attention to the strange, red bug-like device on her friend's chest. Obviously it was injecting a drug of some form, probably something she really did not want to know about.
Needless to say, it had to come off.
Hoping the redhead stayed out of it till she had it off, she got a grip on the device and pulled. It came out rather easily, put left puncture wounds where it had been attached. Rage bubbled up inside her at the sight. Claire was bleeding, bleeding because of Umbrella. She was going to... Make. Them. Pay.
Alice felt the familiar rush as her powers surged to the surface. The sandbag rose steadily off the ground until it hung just slightly above Alice. Clinging to the rage she had felt in the pictured moment, she fought to hold it there. Power, endurance, speed and distance where the main elements of her abilities and for right now, endurance would be her focus. Power was great, until you overstepped your limits and put yourself into a mini coma whilst surrounded by enemies.
She managed to hold the sandbag in the air for about two minutes before it crashed to the ground and Alice staggered a bit. Allowing the throbbing in her head a few moments to calm, she let her thoughts do the same. It helped to relieve some of the pain and allowed her to prepare for another attempt.
Alice was grinning at the smiling teen. K-mart was the only convoy member to make her feel welcome, and was currently going on about the convoy and it's various members. In another place and time, Alice would have truthfully said she was never one for gossip in any form, but K-mart had for some reason sucked her into the conversation.
"Then there's John, he always brags about this time he shot a bear the size of the hummer that had come at him while he was out hunting deer one day. He's clearly lying, the man couldn't hit the bus, let alone an angry ten ton bear."
Alice chuckled as K-mart pointed him out to her and quickly stopped when he looked in their direction. Alice had to admit, he didn't look like much. Then again the few other survivors she had come across had said the same of her.
"Entertaining our guest are you K?" Claire was approaching the two with a look of amusement on her face.
"Hey Claire" K-mart said cheerfully "Just helping Alice get a grasp on who's who"
"And telling her all their worst qualities while you're at it as well, I'm sure" Claire said with a chuckle "It's impolite to gossip K"
"I won't be sticking around long enough to learn the names anyways K-mart."
"WHAT!?" K-mart looked completely shell shocked.
"Relax K" Claire had said then turned to face the adult blonde"Alice, about what I said earlier. I did some thinking, and I talked to Carlos and L.J. They pretty much threatened to up and leave if you weren't allowed to stay and while they agreed my points were valid, they trust you. They also gave me a damned impressive list of all the bad-ass things you can do. So, you can stay as long as you like as long as you promise to contribute to the convoy in some way."
Alice grinned "I'm sure I can think of something"
Claire met her gaze "I'm sure you can"
The ache she felt when she realized how much she missed her redheaded companion was more than just an ache. It was like a knife to her very soul. She had no idea where Claire was, or Kmart. No idea if either of them were still alive out there somewhere or if they had perished with the ship. What if they had been in the facility with her? Oh god. Why did she not try to investigate further and find out when she had the chance? She cringed, sorry Claire.
Sighing and calling up her rage again she lifted the sand bag once more, this time coming a bit easier to her.
(An: Can anyone else picture that last memory? Alice being all "Nah Claire says I have to go" and Calire, after realizing how bad ass Alice is (and how attractive xD) being all "Whoa whoa hold on a sec Kmart, I got dis. You're awesome, you can stay, I was wrong and you are useful enough...plz?"
:p lol I was tied and it was like.. idk 1am? I didnt go to bed till 4am the other night and then I got up before noon. I was over tired. No judging :p I'll fix it's shittasticness later.