Resident Evil
Rain's Pain
Disclaimer: I do not work for Capcom and I don't own the character Rain or any right to the Resident Evil Franchise, nor to the song Ugly.
Authors note: Well I highly doubt that any of the band members from The Exies ever went to Iraq with Rain Ocampo, but in this story they do. The setting is in the training camp that Rain and Alice originally met in, it's also set in the 2000's. if you don't like that, then don't read it.
Chapter 1
A New Job
The air was tense in the dark room. The people that sat inside were the best of the best; all were pulled from a variety of sources such as police departments, the armed forces, and even jailhouses.
Dark brown eyes scanned the room, as slender fingers toyed with the silver dog tags that she got from the Umbrella Corporation when she had agreed to there offer. They were hung loosely around her neck shimmering in the dim lighting, reading…
Ocampo Rain M.
485-125-243 B
Agnostic
The Umbrella Corporation
Our business is life itself
She had been in the United States Navy for nearly a year when she dove head first into the Sea Air and Land program, also knows as SEAL's. Her closest friend lieutenant James Devin, known as J.D. advised her not to, saying that Major Kurt Fletcher was the biggest dick with the smallest dick, and wouldn't let her anywhere near SEALS, even if she wore a strap on.
But Rain didn't listen, and tried anyhow. She did everything right and was one of the few still standing at the end of Hell Week.
They still didn't let her on, too much of a risk Fletcher had said. He thought that by her being a young Latina chick, the guy's would be too busy asking her out and playing Sir Fucking Galahad rather than focusing on there job.
That's when Umbrella came to her with a job she just couldn't refuse. She had never seen so many zeros on a check that could be given to her monthly, if she signed on.
So here she was, exhausted with her two duffel bag's full of clothes and gear, sitting next to J.D. who had been offered the same job, wondering if the people in the room were here for the same reasons as her.
Light flooded the room as the door opened. Everyone stopped their conversations and looked. A tall, African American man entered the room, holding a bunch of file folders Rain took note of the baggy pair of combat green cargo pants, tight black beater and combat boots, the garb was much like that of what Rain was wearing; only her short was a tight black tank top. The aura of authority he had around him screamed that he was her new employer.
"Welcome. I am Martian Crews, but you will address me as One, or Sir only." He said as he paced in front of the crew of people.
"In this room we have people from many different ethnicities, backgrounds, and a blend of the two genders. Most of you have been rejected from one thing or another because of something that could be as ridiculous as one of the differences I've just listed."
"But weather it was from the US Navy SEALS to L.A. S.W.A.T team, Umbrella recognizes your strengths, and is willing to recruit you for a number of different jobs. This next week will challenge every skill you posses, as well as train you for anything and everything."
His tone then turned to one that was a little less commanding, but still held a huge amount of authority. "But for right now, you will be assigned to an apartment and a roommate. That apartment will become your home for the next three months, and you're roommate, your partner. You are to look out for each other, protect each other. You may not like the person you are paired with, but you're going to have to learn how to deal with it because once the apartments are assigned, there locked in, unless we see probable cause to remove the person."
"Now, I'm sure that all of you are jet lagged, and anxious to get some rest. So if you'll please step up to this desk right here, Dwayne will assign your apartments. Tomorrow I want all of you in this room at 0600 hours. Dismissed."
Rain picked up both bags, single handedly held them over her shoulder before walking for the desk. It took less than a minuet before she stood in front of Dwayne.
"Name." he said in an asshole tone of voice.
"Ocampo, Rain."
He flipped through a few pages on his clip board, "Hmm...Ocampo..." He put a key desk. "Ah, Ocampo, you're in building block A apartment 32. You're partner is Alice Abernathy, here's you're key."
"Thank you." she said with a bogus half ass smile picking up the key. She wasn't all too happy about the roommate part she had been hoping to be roomed with J.D., but was too tired at the moment to care, as she walked through the door on the right, in search of Apartment 32A.
What little day light there was, was disappearing behind the Arklay Mountains, casting one of the most beautiful glows Rain had ever seen. She could smell the freshly cut grass, as her boots scuffed over the nice blades soundlessly.
The building was the first one on the left, and Rain took the stairs that lead to were her dorm was. When she found it, the number on the door read 32A. Rain unlocked the door with the key and opened it.
"Holy shit on a stick..." She muttered as she stepped into the apartment.
She was looking at the large living room with a tan clean carpet with a huge fifty-eight inch TV and tan leather couches. To the left of the living room was a bar/kitchen, stocked with food and spirits of all kind, imported and chilled to perfection. Opposite to the side entrance of the bar/kitchen was a hallway that led to two different bed rooms.
Rain went to her room and looked inside. A soft king sized bed with a thirty-two inch TV with two hundred channels to choose from and free porn. She walked toward the bathroom that was clearly the size of two rooms, and the closet was a walk in. Upon hearing the door open Rain put her duffle bag down and walked into the living room.
Alice was a blond, about Rain's height. She had lovely azure orbs Rain couldn't help but stare back at but the raven haired woman frowned then. "You must be Alice." She said, crossing her arms, leaning against the doorway. "Lets get one thing clear, you stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours. Then we'll have no problems, am I clear?"
"Crystal."
Rain then turned and headed back into her bedroom, just as she shut the door, she placed her head phones in her ears and turned her I pod on. Skipping through the songs, she fell on Invisible Wounds (Dark Bodies) (The Suture Mix) by Fear Factory.
A slow emotional guitar riff played the bass following soon after a few strums. A record scratch could be heard just right before the song came back full force with the same riff, but heavier and the bass with it. The drums blared in Rain's ears. The tempo slowed down some to allow a slower mood and emotional feel to the song as the vocals came over the music.
Dark bodies floating in darkness.
No sign of light ever given.
Imprisoned in a world without a memory.
Unconscious or am I conscious?
Cut from the hart I am a part of.
Some times I feel as though I'm frozen in heaven…
The chorus hits
And I saw, my own face.
In the dark, and loneliness.
And I saw, my own face.
Like a spark, frozen in heaven.
Rain felt the power of the music that had given her so much courage, as a bridge echoed in her head that was sick to her, with the words Dark Bodies Floating in Darkness. This music made her a stronger woman.
But would it make her strong enough to over come what lied ahead?
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