Plague of Darkness
Ada
Find the Plaga Sample Ada. If you don't Umbrella doesn't have a chance for re-establishment at all. The fate of the company rests in your hands.
The words repeated themselves quietly through Ada's head as she slowly made her way through the old forest. She could see Leon close ahead, but she kept her distance. Her handgun, a .45 Punisher was un-holstered, and the safety was off. Leon didn't notice her yet, but once she got to Pueblo she would have to find the Chief Mendez' s house for some information on were the Plaga might be.
Ada…I have some information that might interest you. Jack Krauser found out about a man named Osmund Saddler, a man running a religious cult in Spain. Krauser kidnapped the President's daughter, Ashley Graham to gain Saddler's trust. We found out that Saddler is harbouring some kind of parasite virus called Las Plagas. If we get a sample of the virus, Umbrella will be one step closer to its return.
Ada Wong, a young woman was now working for an evil man. She had no choice really, he had saved her life. Her heart yearned for Leon. She didn't want to do anything to hurt him. But, the mission came first as well as her loyalty to Wesker. Ada ran her fingers through her hair, and holstered her weapon. Leon was out of sight, but was probably entering Pueblo. She slowly moved out of the tall grass and began to cross the bridge.
"Ada…Ada do you copy?" screeched her radio. Ada quickly grabbed her radio, and held it up to her ear.
"I do Wesker."
"Are you on site?"
"Yes."
"Good. Go to Pueblo, and make your way to Chief Mendez's house. There should be some information on where we can find the sample. Contact me when you're there." Wesker cut the communication and Ada strapped the radio back to her belt. She slowly made her way over the bridge, trying not to look down at the raging waters below her. Ada crossed the bridge, and then began to run down the small hill. She passed a shack with a dead Ganado inside. Knife slashes covered its body. She huffed and then got to the gate. She slowly opened it.
Leon
"Who are these people?" Leon cursed as the villagers began to swarm the tiny shack. He could suddenly hear the sound of a chainsaw starting up in the background.
"Christ…chainsaw!" He ran to the side of the small room and then found a cabinet. He then pushed it in front of the door, and then backed away. That would stall them for a while. Suddenly the sound of breaking glass could be heard, and through a small crack he could see a ladder.
"Shit!" he swore. He looked around the small room desperately trying to find some alternative way to get out of the mess. Flies buzzed around the cooking pots that looked like they had been there for months. Barrels were there, but they only held Ptas. A small cooking stove was in the corner, but that was basically it. Leon turned towards a boarded up window, and saw the villagers banging on the boards.
"Son of a…" Leon found a bookshelf and then ran to the side and pushed it over the window. The villagers swore and then moved away as they began to plan another mode of attack. Leon pounded up the stairs, and his heart skipped a beat at the sight of a shotgun hanging on the wall. Leon holstered his handgun and picked up the shotgun. He checked if it was loading, and to his surprise it was. There was a filthy bed with some shotgun shells on it, as well as some Ptas. Leon grabbed the Ptas and grabbed the box of shotgun shells and emptied them into his pocket.
Run…
Yells of Spanish could be heard, and Leon suddenly remembered the ladder. He ran to the window and pushed it down. He could hear the villagers scream as they fell to the ground. Leon smirked as he absorbed his triumph, but then suddenly his mouth dropped as they got back up. He turned and heard the whirl of a chainsaw. He ran to the other window and saw a big man with a bag over his head climbing onto an adjoining rooftop, and running towards the window. Leon clicked off the safety of his shotgun, and aimed carefully for the neck. He squeezed off a round, and sent the man flying.
Behind you!
Leon spun around a kicked a villager straight in the neck. A satisfying 'crack' filled the room and the villager fell to the ground. Leon ran back to the ladder and pushed it back down. He couldn't hold them off any longer. He braced himself, and then jumped out the window, and landing on the hard ground with a roll.
Survive! Make it out! You'll fail your mission Leon!
Find Ashley! Make it out!
He saw a cabin ahead of him, and kicked down the door. There were no villagers inside. He slammed the door, and pushed a chest of drawers in front of it. The villagers were banging on the door. Leon turned and found another door. There was a silver lock on it. He pumped the shotgun, and aimed. He fired one round, and the padlock went flying off. He kicked open the door, and jumped back as a villager flew out in front of him.
"Shit!" he swore. He aimed for the head and fired. The head burst, leaving gore and brains all over the floor. Leon held back his vomit as he slammed the door behind him. He checked his belt for grenades, and found a frag. He slung the shotgun on his shoulder, and then got ready to aim. The chainsaw man had broken through. In the corner of his eye he saw a box of shotgun shells. He quickly emptied them into his pocket.
"Come on…" The yells of Spanish filled the front room, and suddenly the door opened. Leon pulled the pin and threw the grenade, and ducked for cover as it exploded. Bodies went flying, and blood splattered the walls. Leon coughed, and slowly got up. He could see the villager with the chainsaw, and it was still running. Leon backed away. One of the villager's feet were missing, and one side of his body was torn off from the blast. Leon sighed, and tried to step over the body.
"ARRGH!" yelled a voice. Leon rolled out of the way as the chainsaw whipped up, narrowly missing his groin. Leon pulled out the shotgun and squeezed off a round into the man's head. He let out a sigh, and then fell. Leon looked through the door and saw more of them coming, he braced himself, and watched as they dropped their axes.
Dong…
The villagers began to look towards a church in the distance on the hill. Leon hid behind the door, not missing a second of what he was seeing.
Dong…
They began to walk towards a small building with some kind of insignia, which looked like a dragonfly.
Dong…
They all entered the small building in single file, and shut the door behind them. Leon ran out towards them, and then stopped. He turned around, looking for more of the villagers, but there were none.
"Where's everyone going…? Bingo?"
A/N: This is my first try at a RE Fic. Please review!