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Copyright 2003 Astian Leslie Hannan.

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RISE OF THE NEMESIS - The Story of Matthew Addison

Chapter 1 - The Meeting

He stood there waiting, in the cold, crispy wind. It blew across the fields like an icy cold spectre, brushing against his flesh, despite his warm clothing. He stood tall, wearing long blue pants and a lighter blue business shirt. Over that was a jacket, of whose pockets he used to keep his hands warm. A 9mm pistol rested in a holster at his side and his blue eyes scanned the desolated place for any signs of life. The wind tousled his short, brown coloured hair as he stood straight, like a proud man.

The moon cast eerie shadows across the ground. Shadows of the trees, and tall stone pillars that stood at various intervals around the field. The place seemed deserted, a good enough place as any to meet up without being watched, or heard.

Suprise was suddenly reflected in his bright blue eyes at the sudden sound of approach.

Drawing his pistol he spun around quickly, cocking it with a 9mm Umbrella brand bullet. A crow called out in the distance, trying to find a mate.

"Who's out there?" he yelled into the night. Silence followed.

"Who's there!" he repeated, louder. The only response was the crunch of gravel as someone approached.

His eyes darted around frantically. He licked his pale pink lips, a gesture he did in nervousness. Curiosity caused him to wonder all the while who was approaching, wonder who would dare come to him at such an hour and deny him a response.

He felt a sudden jolt in his shoulder as a hand slapped down hard upon it, squeezing it hard. He dropped his pistol in fright, and stood there, frozen. A warm breath touched his ear as he heard the whispered words "There you are!"

The hand released him and he pivoted to find a woman standing before him, shorter than he was, with auburn coloured hair. Although she wore a long tailed coat, it was also possible to see that underneath she wore the typical uniform of one who worked in the offices at Umbrella. She smiled up at him, mockingly.

"You should be more alert! If we are going to get the proof we need, to the press, then you'll need to be on your guard. You are too slow. You have become lax in your years of living in the City," the woman chided him. She flicked her hair back as she cocked her head to the side, regarding him.

"Lisa! You should know better than to sneak up on me! You scared the hell out of me!" the man chastised her.

"Matthew, you'll have to stop being so jumpy! You do want to get in don't you? You do want to stop Umbrella? I have contacted an agent from within. They will try to stop the experiments, get a sample of evidence... well, I need you to meet up with us at Spencer Mansion, just outside the city. You know the one?" she asked him.

He nodded slowly. "I know where you are talking about. But how do you suppose I get into the place?" he asked her, "I hear that Umbrella agents are pretty thorough. I doubt I would be able to get anywhere near the mansion, without an appropriate guise. And how do you propose we get back out? Without the security codes, and surveillence details we'll have no idea how to get back out".

Lisa straightened her head and faced him with her cold blue eyes. She dipped her hand into her pocket and withdrew a small leather wallet. Her lips moved next to his ear, and she whispered the words "Matthew Addison. A S.T.A.R.S Officer, the Survival Tactics and Rescue Squad, newly transferred from Badger City. You have been sent to investigate the suspicious actions going on at the mansion. There, you will meet up with us. We have found evidence that Umbrella is corrupt, and that they are doing illegal experiments. We will get out of there with the help of the contact. You'll meet me in my office, down beneath the surface. Contained in that wallet is a level 4 security access card, my spare, as well as your identifaction. Hopefully it should fool the Umbrella Agents stationed there. Your cover story is that you are looking for a missing child, last reported as being seen alive near Spencer Mansion," Matt took the wallet from Lisa's hand and put it into his pants pocket. "I can not disclose anymore than that for fear of being watched... or listened to. I had a strange feeling that night, when I met the contact outside the mansion, that we were being watched, monitored. But I am not sure how. I guess it's from working underground, with the Red Queen security system. She is everywhere down there. I guess I got so used to her that it became natural to expect her to be around. Or maybe I get it from you, brother?" she pulled her jacket tighter about her as another cold wind blew through the desolated place. Matt knelt down and retrieved his pistol, regarding her all the while as she flicked her hair back out from under her jacket, once more.

He nodded his understanding, holstering his pistol in his belt. "What can you tell me of the Red Queen, of the security systems she upholds?" he questioned.

"I can reveal to you nothing. I am sorry. I can't tell you what I do not know. All I know, is that she is present, everywhere, but you must help me stop this threat. We have to shut down Umbrella before it is to late! I fear our time is already nigh. I can feel the looming threat of Umbrella's mistakes!" a cold shiver racked her body, and her eyes went glassy as she spoke. "Please" she whispered "Help us get out of there alive!"

Matt took her into his arms and held her for a time, in an act of reassurance. "I can only try! I'll bring a vechile around to the opposite side of the mansion, on the City side. We'll use it to escape. I'll conceal it in the hedge maze. The hedge shouldn't be reinforced. And from their, we'll go straight to the press. Then Umbrella won't be dominant in nine out of ten homes. They'll be shut down for good!"

She looked up at him, alarmed. "No! You can't TRY! You'll succeed! Else we are all doomed! It will not be as easy as you make it out to be," she pulled herself out of his arms and turned away from him. "I must get back now. Before they realise I am gone. I have spent far to long up here on the surface, too much longer and I'll be missed."

Without looking back, Lisa began walking off, away from Matt. Her stride was so perfect, so dignified, just like Matt's. She reminded him of their late mother, who perished in an Umbrella accident that had happened on an Italian island three years prior. Now, they only had each other.

With only the crows and the moon to witness his declaration, he spoke to the black figure, now becoming indistinguishable in the distance. His sister was all he had left.

"I will be there for you. We will stop Umbrella!"