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'My Reflection
Wraps and Pulls Me Under
Healing Waters to Be
Bathed in Breña'
Breña – A Perfect Circle
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
For God's sake, just hang on!
Her eyes fluttered open. They struggled to keep themselves wide. The light was too bright. God, how she wished it to just turn off. She threw a hand over her face but quickly recoiled when a hot liquid dribbled onto her cheeks. Beckoning her eyes open again, she focused on the image in front of her. Blood dripped slowly off her fingers and silently dropped onto her face.
She scoffed and that's when the sound hits her.
Explosions. Several of them. Going off all around her. She threw her body upwards, causing sore bones to snap in the process, and all she see's is an inferno.
Her mouth was agape, eyes were wide, and hands were shaking by her side.
Bodies scattered all around her own form, hundreds of them, bloodied, burning and totally annihilated by bullets. The whirl of helicopters hung over her head, still spouting out charges of metal. Soldiers clad in black marched the bow of the ship, gunning down everyone in white that ran past or away.
She groaned and turned to her side, noticing her strewn guns just a couple of feet away. Looking back towards the soldiers, who quickly started to gain speed towards her fallen form, she made her for her weapons, ignoring the pain in her legs. Grabbing them quickly, she whipped back forward her aggressors and pointed straight at them.
"Target located." The sound seemed to echo in unison from every soldier.
"Disperse." The sound came from behind her. Twisting her head, she came face to face with a tall blonde, dressed in a black and purple cat suit, carrying a devilish grin on her face.
"Hello Project: Alice." The blonde narrowed her eyes. Alice on the other hand pointed a gun at her face, her eyes never leaving the blondes. Her azure eyes drifted downward, catching the subtle glint of red just above her breasts.
"Umbrella. Never took you to be for them." Alice retorted. The blonde simply clicked her tongue. She reached behind her, but before either she or Alice could react, a voice screamed out behind Alice.
"Jill!"
"Goddamn it Alice, get out of there!"
Her hands went down, she momentarily dropped her guard and that's when Jill struck. Pulling her hand from behind her back, she slammed her fist down on Alice's cheek. The crack echoed on the bow and filtered into the soldiers ears.
She fell. She saw Jill's form get thrown to her side. She was pummeled by Chris, who got back to his feet and walked to Alice. Outstretching his hand, he gathered her up.
"You alright?" He dragged a thumb across her wound but stopped as soon as Alice withdrew.
"Not at all." She struggled a smile. She faltered back and worth, losing balance.
"Woah there." Chris kept her close. He patted her lightly on her back and began to search around him.
"Claire!" A shot rang out. He whipped backward, looking back at where Jill had fallen.
It was no longer Jill on the floor, instead it was Claire, clutching her knee tightly to her chest. There was no knee, just split bone and muscle, strewn all around her fallen body. Her screams were deafening, so much that Alice had to cover her ears. Chris looked up and noticed Jill kneeling; a high powered rifle nestled in her arms. She looked up and met Chris' eyes.
Flipping the butt of the gun forward, she crashed it against Chris' head, not once, but twice, knocking him out cold. Alice fell along with him, landing roughly on loose rubble.
Claire's screams settled down, but tears continued to fall down her face. A shadow cast over her as Jill moved towards Alice.
"Alice…please…get out of her-" She was cut off by a gloved hand covering her mouth. Glancing upward, she was met with a face covered in black.
"Give it a rest." The voice dark and cold. The Umbrella insignia glistened in the sun light. Her wound began to get the best of her and she began to lose consciousness.
"Alice…please…" Her voice was still muffled.
Alice never heard her words.
Alice backed away from Jill's approaching form. She kept moving until her back hit an unmoving force. Her gaze lifted and she was met with an Umbrella soldier, pointing his gun at the middle of her forehead. Alice dropped her eyes back at Jill, azure landing on Claire's carried form, seemingly cozied up in the decorated soldiers arms.
Jill snickered darkly. Grasping Claire's chin within her grasp, she twisted the red heads face at Alice's.
"This is what having friends does. I'm surprised you haven't learned your lesson." Alice didn't say anything. Her erratic breathing made it difficult to do so.
"They get captured; usually die soon after or…" Jill's gaze fluttered toward her counterpart, who still held Claire gently in her arms, "they simply get infected and die some other way."
"Go to hell." Alice spit out. The blonde just laughed.
"With pleasure." She whipped the rifle back around and slammed the butt against Alice's head, finally knocking her unconscious. Her body slumped against the petty soldiers' feet.
"What should we do now?" Jill looked up and turned away.
"Tie her and place in the hold." With a salute, the pawn had left.
Jill's partner stayed behind. Looking blankly at Alice's retreating form. Jill stopped and called out.
"Do you feel anything?" The U.B.S.C. shrugged, shifting Claire in the process.
"Am I supposed to?" Jill didn't answer. "I remember her, I remember…them all. I even remember the gun shot." Still, the blonde had kept silent.
"But she means nothing to me." Jill smirked.
"Good. When we get in, I want you to take care of that wound. We're using them as bait." Jill grabbed up Chris' legs, and began to drag him toward a hovering Osprey. "Lock them up and I want you to personally be their guards, understand?"
"Completely." The dark one stoically responded, as if this command was so commonly dished out.
"When worse comes to worse…you know to use it." Jill looked at the soldier. Her eyes drifted down to the waist line of the commando. A silver case shone brightly, black lines burned out 'Bio hazardous Material'.
"Affirmative."
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