Resident Evil: Single Handed Crusade
First chapter of my new Resident Evil story, enjoy.
Disclaimer: Resident Evil belongs to Capcom.
Chapter 1
The year is 2008
Four years have passed since Ayame Fujisaki experienced an outbreak in her hometown and joined the BSAA. In that time, much had changed; the war against Umbrella progressed as the company continued to produce more bioweapons, while their corporate power prevented any direct action against them. This was made even more difficult by the return of Trevor who ensured Umbrella could not be touched.
The biggest blow to BSAA however came with the desertion and disappearance of one of its members, Tim Shaffer. This had negatively affected agent Sappira Jade, who was in a close loving relationship with him. In addition to this however; Umbrella had plans to put further pressure on the BSAA and use their connection to certain groups to spread their influence further.
Jayden Henderson stood outside his school waiting for his mother; Katrina to come pick him up. Jayden was a Caucasian nine years old boy, slightly shorter than average with short brown hair, brown eyes and tan skin. He was dressed for the hot weather in a pair of red shorts, a blue and white collared shirt; a blue cap, white short socks and blue Velcro sneakers. He looked around; there was no sign of his mother. He sighed and waited patiently when suddenly he spotted a black SUV pull up. He recognized it as the vehicle used by the BSAA staff; he tensed; had his parents been sent on an assignment; that was usually when he saw them. One of the staff members stepped out; Jayden didn't recognize him but that wasn't unusual, there was so many of them. He approached Jayden and stopped in front of him.
"Jayden Henderson?" He queried, the boy nodded. "Your parents have been sent out in the field, we have orders to escort you to a neighbour's house and you will remain with them until they return."
He smiled; this was standard procedure and he was now used to it. "Okay."
So he followed the staff member and climbed into the car; he sat in the middle back seat, the other four seats occupied by staff members. Once the door was close and seatbelts on the car drove away from the school. They rode in silence; Jayden wondered briefly who he would be staying with while his parents were away. It was then the staff member on his left grabbed and pinned his arms, the one on his right clamped a sweet smelling cloth over his mouth and nose. He let out a muffled scream and struggled before suddenly feeling sleepy and finally passing out.
A few miles away from the BSAA base was the local college cheerleader camp. The cheerleaders had finished their practice for the day and were in the locker room getting changed. Among them, currently clad in only a white string bikini was the nineteen year old daughter of BSAA member Lydia Caliente, Shayla. Shayla was a Caucasian young woman with naturally tan skin; waist length blonde hair and blue-green eyes. She was rather tall for her age and skinny. She was smiling to herself as she recalled how practice had gone.
'It keeps getting better all the time. We've gotta keep trying, be at our best, the competitions in a few days after all.' She thought to herself.
While these thoughts ran through her head she got dressed. Shayla also reflected that she preferred wearing a bikini to typical undergarments; due to the normally hot weather where they lived, she felt it was practical. Finally she was fully dressed in a pair of white mini shorts; a blue tube top; white hi-heels and a white headband. She turned to the girl standing next to her; a friend of hers.
"Hey Lacie; practice was great today huh."
Lacie laughed. "Yeah, you bet it was."
Suddenly, they heard a noise and some girls who had just left the locker room were seen rushing back in. They looked terrified and they soon saw why as a group of men, armed with guns, clad in black and wearing masks, entered, aiming at the assembled, and frightened, cheerleaders.
One of the armed men stepped forwards, he levelled his gun with them, a few of the girls whimpered.
He then spoke, his voice dark and menacing. "Okay ladies, do as you're told and no one gets hurt."
There were a few more whimpers, some nodding. Shayla watched the men carefully; looking for anything she might be able to do to identify them. It seemed to be a rather drastic but well planned robbery after all. However suddenly; as the man spoke again, she realized she had been wrong; it wasn't a robbery after all.
"We're here for one of you girls in particular." He explained in that same menacing voice. "Where is Shayla Caliente; hand her over now and we'll leave. Try to refuse us and we'll have to hurt you."
Shayla froze, the men were after her; she could feel Lacie, and the other girls near her, staring at her. She straightened herself, she was petrified, but she wouldn't let these men hurt any of these innocent girls, her friends. She stepped forwards; immediately all eyes were on her and the man aimed at her, likely about to warn her.
"I'm Shayla." She said quickly. "Whatever you want with me, fine, here I am, just don't hurt them."
The man smirked. "Smart girl aren't you. So be it; get over here."
Shayla did as ordered and suddenly two of the men grabbed her and dragged her out of the locker room. As she watched the men left and closed the door, using an iron bar to wedge it shut, trapping the girls.
She was shocked by this and began to complain.
"Hey, you can't do that, let them out, you-MURF!?"
She was cut off by a sweet smelling cloth clamping over her mouth and nose. She struggled until her senses began to dim and she felt groggy.
She then realized what the smell was. 'Crap, chloroform…'
Despite her efforts she soon passed out and was carried away by the men. They soon arrived at the large black van which they had brought for this purpose. The men carrying Shayla laid her on the ground and immediately began tying her up with strong rope; which they used to secure her wrists; ankles, thighs and elbows. They then forced large ball gag into her mouth and secured the straps tightly. Once done they opened the side door of the van and threw her in the back. Lying there; awake, trembling, struggling against the ropes binding him and whimpering into his own ball gag was Jayden. One of the masked people spoke, revealing themselves to be a woman.
"Awww, the little boy's scared, can't wait for the girl to wake up. Let's go get the other two now."
The others agreed and they closed the side door before getting into their vehicles and driving off to their next target.
End of chapter, this is only the first part of the kidnapping, the second will take place next chapter, read and review please.