CHAPTER 1
A dark figure approached from a dim lit alley. The figure wore a black special operations uniform with gas mask. There was a label on its upper arm with the words: Umbrella on it. The suit was body tight and so you couldn't actually tell what sex the person inside was. The figure leaned on a brick wall as it caught its breath to jump onto a dumpster and over a wooden fence. It stepped back a little then jumped up onto the dumpster then over the fence landing on knees. The figure slowly stood up and saw that the street was just at the end of the alley. It ran quickly down the alley holding the sniper rifle close to its body. It was the only weapon it had in this city. As luck would have it the R.P.D was just on the next corner. The figured breathed heavily as it passed the gates and up the cement stairs slowly opening the heavy wooden doors, her aim straight ahead. "HANDS UP!" it yelled at man typing away at his computer. He slowly turned around not seeming surprised to see the stranger. He stood up and the figure yelled again. "Hands up or I'll shoot" The voice boomed out of the gas mask as the man raised his hand reveiling a small hand gun aiming it at the figures upper chest. The figure pulled off the gas mask to reveil medium length curly hair and green eyes. It was a woman and the man lowered his gun at her. The woman walked over to the desk where the man was and placed her mask and gun down. "Who are you?" The man asked looking at her suspiciously. "If you knew you'd kill me" She smiled at the 6'2 man. She stood a good 5'6, 5'7 maybe. "If you don't tell me I'll kill you anyways." "Eve, umbrella special ops. And you?" " David Trapp, S.T.A.R.S.. Caliban Cove." "..S.T.A.R.S?" She spoke as the man clentched his chest. "Whats wrong?" " I think I got bit by something." "Lay down on the desk. NOW!" She helped him quickly on the desk. " No, don't touch me, you're the enemy." " I'm the only way you'll live!"
Will David allow an Umbrella officer to help him? An enemy helping an enemy? Find out in chapter 2!
A dark figure approached from a dim lit alley. The figure wore a black special operations uniform with gas mask. There was a label on its upper arm with the words: Umbrella on it. The suit was body tight and so you couldn't actually tell what sex the person inside was. The figure leaned on a brick wall as it caught its breath to jump onto a dumpster and over a wooden fence. It stepped back a little then jumped up onto the dumpster then over the fence landing on knees. The figure slowly stood up and saw that the street was just at the end of the alley. It ran quickly down the alley holding the sniper rifle close to its body. It was the only weapon it had in this city. As luck would have it the R.P.D was just on the next corner. The figured breathed heavily as it passed the gates and up the cement stairs slowly opening the heavy wooden doors, her aim straight ahead. "HANDS UP!" it yelled at man typing away at his computer. He slowly turned around not seeming surprised to see the stranger. He stood up and the figure yelled again. "Hands up or I'll shoot" The voice boomed out of the gas mask as the man raised his hand reveiling a small hand gun aiming it at the figures upper chest. The figure pulled off the gas mask to reveil medium length curly hair and green eyes. It was a woman and the man lowered his gun at her. The woman walked over to the desk where the man was and placed her mask and gun down. "Who are you?" The man asked looking at her suspiciously. "If you knew you'd kill me" She smiled at the 6'2 man. She stood a good 5'6, 5'7 maybe. "If you don't tell me I'll kill you anyways." "Eve, umbrella special ops. And you?" " David Trapp, S.T.A.R.S.. Caliban Cove." "..S.T.A.R.S?" She spoke as the man clentched his chest. "Whats wrong?" " I think I got bit by something." "Lay down on the desk. NOW!" She helped him quickly on the desk. " No, don't touch me, you're the enemy." " I'm the only way you'll live!"
Will David allow an Umbrella officer to help him? An enemy helping an enemy? Find out in chapter 2!