June 27, 2013
Deep Sea, Northern Atlantic
The ocean water was beginning to get cold... It was as lifeless as a dead man in a coffin tomb but we all know they're lifeless one way or another...
A small mechanical robot was navigating it's way in the lightless sea somewhere in the North Atlantic ocean. It's structure was big enough to fit a person inside it. The standard issue. Sturdy, tough, with all the right buttons. The robot was guiding its way into an nearby structure...
It landed on top of the structure. The shape was the size of a ship and very enormous. The robot started scanning the nearby area for a passage inside and there it was...
Close to the robot was a small revolver that looked like a passage into the ship. The robot went toward the revolver and started turning it until it made a slight hiss noise and opened up. The robot went inside then.
Just as the robot entered the little submarine, the water level started to decrease and pretty soon the robot was standing on top of barred steps.
Another hiss can be heard coming from the robot and it smokes a little gas before
the top opens slowly... And when it opens...
*Gasps*
A woman emerges from it's center, stretching her arms out and open with nothing on but her bare back.
She slowly brings her head back up as she takes a big breath of air...
1 month ago...
This way over here!
A mercenary shouts at his team as they pursue the woman in red, but they are too late as she goes through a door, undetected. The team of soldiers just miss her as she lays behind the door listening to the men sprint past her.
The woman takes a moment to rest...
Whew... You boys sure do get your exercise...
As the woman is breathing in and out, while holding her machine gun in place. She hears a ring... It was like a cell phone ring. It uttered the sound twice like a ping and then stopped momentarily to start all over.
The woman hadn't taken in her surroundings yet as she was still filled with adrenaline, escaping from the men looking for her. She hadn't done anything incriminating... yet...
She was in a big room filled with classy furniture and shelves full of books. It was like an office but with wide windows that showed the shining moon. A wooden desk lay in the middle of the room like an executive's with a laptop, some documents spread out, books, and...
An object emitting the ringing noise was sitting right on top of the desk in plain sight. It looked like a clear glass cube and a light was flashing on and off, indicating an incoming call but...
From who... thought the woman...
The woman walked up to the desk and picked up the cube. She was unaware of how she could answer a call with something like that. This technology was more advanced than anything she'd ever communicated with. The cube looked like it was stacked on top of another one as the ring continued.
She shook the cube and the top part of it closed like a box. To her surprise, a face appeared inside the cube like a screen... Unfortunately, a face she did not want to see...
Simmons? said the woman.
Ada Wong... said 'Simmons'.
The woman's name revealed itself to be Ada Wong. American-Chinese spy was her occupation. Basically a lone-wolf contractor, she would do jobs for many people in high ranks. Illegal or not, she would take anything that resulted in pay for her. Trained in all types of combat she could take down any soldier who went against her. A major user of ninja like attacks she could punch, kick, and flip her enemies away in the blink of an eye.
She wore a bright red blouse with a popped collar and the sleeves rolled up. The rest of her outfit is completely black including long gloves, leather pants, and boots with a small heel. She also wears a necklace that slightly resembles a cross.
Ada used to work for Simmons but after she found out that he ordered the missile attack on Raccoon city that killed hundreds of people (not to mention the zombies...). She left and was done with that man forever...
Apparently "forever" and Ada have a different meaning...
It's been a long time... said Simmons with a devilish smile.
Not long enough... Ada responded annoyingly. I see you still like to play games.
Old habits... Besides a phone call can be so... impersonal
Ada was getting sick of hearing Simmons voice... It was like a piece of gum that would get stuck to your shoe. And like Simmons it won't go away...
What is it you want? she asked, wanting to get to the point.
I received some very interesting intel on you, Ms. Wong. Intel that will greatly influence your future...
Curious?
Not in the slightest... Ada said, rolling her eyes...
Present
I knew you couldn't resist. Simmons said via the communicator cube.
Ada was annoyed with herself, wondering why she even listened to Simmons' words. If she had just hung up on Simmons a month ago they wouldn't even be in this situation... She had just finished putting on her clothes by the time Simmons called.
I'm just here to find out what you're up to. Ada clarified.
Then by all means, proceed... said Simmons coolly.
Ada then started preparing her arsenal. Who knows what kind of security Simmons has in this submarine... but then again... she did come here by her own terms. Simmons was a man who was hard to predict and was very closed to others. He almost never let anyone into his life...
Well... That's before Ada came along...
Ada started typing a code into the robot she was using and another hissing sound came from it. The robot opened it's chest and revealed a small, yet lethal artillery of weapons.
From the basic handgun, all the way to a customized cross-bow, Ada was prepared for anything in her way. Her advanced training in combat also included weapons of all sorts. She was a pro with her small machine gun and an ace shooter with her sniper rifle. Compared to the boys at the BSAA, she could give them a run for their money.
Ada loaded all her guns with fresh ammo, ready to be used, along with putting an arrow into her cross-bow. She took out a blanket and rolled it open. It's contents were various grenades and herbal remedies.
She was still on the line with Simmons as he called out to her while she was still making preparations.
So you know, Level 4 requires a handprint for access. I've made sure you'll be recognized...
Ada froze from what she was doing and picked up the communicator cube from where she left it, astonished at Simmons words.
You've got my prints on file?
To her dismay, Simmons slowly nodded.
You're not playing around, are you?
Ada realized that this was not good. She was very attentive and never let any part of her identity slip up whenever she did a job. But this was Simmons she was talking to. She worked for him for a long time back then. At some point he must've gotten them...
Oh, I've got much more than your prints, Ms. Wong... You'll see... Good luck. Simmons finished, ending the call.
Whatever Simmons had, Ada knew that it had to be important. If he was telling the truth about having more than just Ada's prints, she was worried about what he could do with that information...
Ada didn't have a job, at the moment, but right now she just got one...
And this job decided between Ada's life or death...
All right, Simmons. Let's see what you're hiding...