A/N: Hey everyone! so some might already know that I did this story already, but! the writing really irritated me and I wanted to fix it. So, I'm revising it and changing some aspects of the story (if you already read it) But nothing too major. But I'll just let you guys read it...enjoy!
Prologue
"I already told you everything I remember! I'm only a biologist. How would I know about the—" The man let out a pained gasp as the woman's hands clamped around his neck.
"You're lying. Why're you making this so...difficult?" Even though the lower half of her face was covered, the biologist could sense her malevolent smile behind her voice, making him shift uncomfortably.
"P-please." He tried to squirm away, but the cry of protest coming from his broken legs said otherwise.
"Gonna change your mind now?"
"E...Edonia!" The grip around his neck loosened and he seized the opportunity to suck in a lung full of air. "Edonia." With a satisfying hum, she threw down the biologist on the tile floor and stood to her full height.
"See, that wasn't hard now was it?" She loomed over the gasping man, her gun in her hand. His eyes glazed over as unshed tears and realization dawned on him.
"W-wait!" He threw out his hand in front of him. "But I confessed to you everything. Please...don't kill me! I won't tell anyone." He stiffened when the barrel of the gun rested between his eyes, the cold metal on his skin made his hackles raise.
"And it was very helpful information, thank you, but, I have a tight schedule. You understand right?" She smiled with her eyes at the man, making his face pale.
"Please!" He exasperated. His lower lip trembled when she shook her head. "Who are you?" Her eye twitched.
"What does it matter now? Why ask something so trivial and useless before your death?" She cocked the hammer back on her gun, the click echoed off the office walls. The biologist sputtered at her feet, blubbering and crying. Pathetic.
"Plea—" Before the man could finish, she pulled the trigger. The biologist's head snapped back as he hit the floor, his blood staining the walls and pooling around him.
"Just because you know my name, doesn't mean you know my story."
Chapter 1: Her story
"Access denied." The robotic voice sounded.
"Humph. Okay, let's see." With a quick few keystrokes, she broke in. A file code-named C-Virus popped up behind the system's security database. "C-Virus? Interesting..." A click on the file opened up vast images of corpses.
"Dates, failed experiments...successful experiments?" A small video attached to the medical reports captured my eye. "What's this..."
Opening the video showed men in white coats injecting people. Instantly the patient's started to wiggle and scream. The first guy burst into flames and fossilized into a cocoon looking thing where he stood. Almost instantly, the cocoon hatched and this misshapen creature ripped out of it. My eyebrows raised into my hairline.
"What the..." Before I could finish my thoughts, the sound of machine guns rattled off but the creature dodged it and swiped at the men. Blood painted the walls as the scientists ran around screaming, yelling orders and trying to get out of the way of a body being thrown across the room by the creature. His head connected to the wall crushing him instantly. The video went black.
"That was...delicious."
I tapped a finger on the keyboard as I sat there deep in thought. The video played over and over in my head. It looked like Umbrella, too much so. A smile cracked on my lips.
"Chris would probably love seeing this. I Should give them the coordinates." My hand immediately flew to my mask. I tuned in my built-in radio to the proper station. A voice cracked and sputtered, I changed the station again and the voice rang out crystal clear.
"Captain! Targets spotted up ahead!" A hum of satisfaction escaped my lips. I'd recognize that voice anywhere.
"Piers! Go ahead and get them out. We need this road cleared for the trucks ASAP!" And there's the great Redfield-Captain Redfield. The mutt would always correct me. I waited as they talked through their plan of action and for Piers to finish before I made myself known.
"The perimeter is clear, Captain."
"Well done, Lieutenant." The lines went still. I never doubted your abilities for a moment, Mutt." I could sense the anger radiating from the young man through the radio as I said his nickname.
"You! What're you doing on this radio?" He snapped.
A bubble of laughter rumbled in my throat. "It's always the smallest dogs that bark the loudest, huh, dear?" That got a rise out of the sniper.
"What did you just say?"
"thought I recognized that voice." Chris's calm, levelled tone broke over the radio.
"Redfield, so nice to hear from you again. It's been too long. How're things?"
"Cut the bullshit! What do you want?" Piers snapped.
"Chris, you should put a tighter leash on your bitch. He keeps interrupting me." I couldn't hide the smile in my voice.
"Captain." Piers hissed.
"Well if you're going to act that way, then I guess I won't tell you what I just found out about Umbrella. Oh, well..."
"Wait." Chris broke through again. "What did you find?" I could hear Piers in the background telling Chris it was a bad idea.
Typical of him. After all, I've done for them. Oh, well, it's more fun this way.
"I sent the coordinates to your HQ. I acquired some stuff that you might like to check out."
"How do we know we can trust you?" He let the question hang in the air for a moment. "Captain, this could be a trap."
Thanks. Why do I help them out again? Entertainment?
"Thanks for your help." Chris's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Piers, she assisted us with information before and saved a few of our agents as well. Didn't you?" How did he know it was me that gave their agents a little nudge when they were trapped? Sure, I helped them, but no one knew it was me. I didn't even directly aid them. I was just sending them intel over their phones and dropping clues.
"But Captain, she's still a wanted criminal for BSAA. We can't accept intel from a criminal!" My patience snapped. If that's the game he wants to play...then so be it.
I clicked back on the computer and hacked into the BSAA database. I've done it before and they never noticed me anyway, but I made sure that my tampering was being monitored so they'd get suspicious. I uttered a hum of approval when the file I was searching for came up on the screen.
"As much as I love listening to you two argue, I'm on a tight schedule and in a sort of rush here. Luckily, I just pulled up Piers's BSAA file here and—"
"You've gotta be kidding me!" Piers growled through the radio but I ignored him as I read his file over.
"Let's see...best sniper in the North American branch. Bravo." The two men remained silent as I went on."Best driver—that's a thing? Huh. Piers if you can't handle this task its okay to say so." A beep sounded in the system. Looks like HQ is aware of my hacking. "Oh well, even if you guys don't want to do it, HQ already knows I'm in your system and I gave them my coordinates." Just as another lecture from Piers was starting, the radio crackled.
"HQ to Alpha team. We have suspicious activity in our system. The coordinates we received are coming from an area near you and your team. The area has been under surveillance fort he last little while now and we want you to check it out." A smug smile sat on my lips.
"Thanks, HQ." There was a brief pause on their end of the line before Chris's hesitant voice carried over. "Thanks again for the intel."
"Don't think I did this for you guys or BSAA. I don't genuinely care what happens to any of you but, you're welcome. Thanks for the chat, it was fun. Don't miss me too much mutt." I cut the communication before Piers could utter a snippy remark.
I was about to close the video when it snapped back on. All that was left of the creature was a charred black lump in the corner. Bodies of the gunmen laid on the blood-soaked floor and the remains of the other scientist's splattered against the walls. A new man stood looking at the charred creature, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Wait a sec..." I paused the video. It was only half his face, but I never forget a face. I pulled back my lip in a snarl as I glared at the man. "Simmons..." The screen went black, and the security breach came on.
"INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!" The dark room started to glow red as alarms sounded and lights flashed.
"And that's my cue to leave." I hopped up from the chair. The sound of approaching people thumped down the hallway; in a few moments, they'll be here. I cranked my head around and eyed the vent. I jumped on to the cabinet, flipped onto the support beam overhead and was one foot inside the vent when the door burst open. Four men dressed in black carrying guns poured in.
"Love to stay and get to know all of you," Four heads snapped up at the sound of my voice. "But I have places to be and people to kill." I unhooked a grenade from my belt and threw down into the group of stunned men and slid into the vent. The sound of the men screaming and trying to run out of the room was silenced by the grenade detonating.
I made my way through the vents. Voices started to reach my ear as I stopped over one of the vent doors. Two men stood below me, pacing wildly. The anger in their voice echoed off the walls.
"The BSAA is closing in. We have to grab the stuff and leave. Where the fuck is that bitch? She blew up the main computer room and took out our guys? Go find Ada, tell her what's going on. I'll look for the woman." The sound of boots fading away and a door slamming brought me back to the present moment.
Ada? Ada Wong? What does she have to do with all of this? It's been a while since I saw her last. When I see her again, I'll have to ask her.
I pushed that thought to the back of my mind and focused on my current predicament. I have to leave here before the BSAA surround the area. As much as I'd like a face to face confrontation with Chris and his pet dog; jail isn't undoubtedly my cup of tea.
I dropped down from the vent and made my way outside, the light momentarily blinding me, as a blast of harsh air nipped at my exposed skin. Once my eyes adjusted, the first thing that came into focus was the advancing tanks and armed soldiers. A sense of dread came over me. Gunfire and bombs detonating all around made it hard to focus. I looked on as a group of guerrillas were closing in around the team. I flicked on my radio again.
"Captain! More guerrillas closing in on the front. Carlos, Andy, and I will secure the left!" The radio crackled.
"Roger that Piers! Finn, how're the explosives coming along? I need that tank and truck blown out of the way ASAP!" Chris's booming voice took over the radio.
"Just another two minutes, Captain." A hesitant younger voice tuned in. Finn? Must be a rookie. My ears prickled at the sound of a creak behind me.
I Snapped my head around just as a man was sneaking up the escape route. with a gun aimed at my head. I nearly jumped out of the way too late. The gunshot bounced off the brick wall behind me, right where my head was a moment earlier. I was in front of him in three strides. His fist swung at my head, I grabbed his wrist and kicked out his knee, the sound of bone-crunching could be heard over the roaring wind. The man cried out and collapsed to his knees. I took his head in my hands and jerked it upward and snapping it completely. His lifeless body slumped to the ground.
Losing my touch...
I started down the worn-out metal stairs. As soon as my foot connected to the ground an enormous boom shook the earth. I snapped my head in the direction of the explosion, a giant cloud of smoke could be seen in the sky.
That must be Finn's explosives going off. Now, I really have to get my ass out of here before it's too late.
I took off to my left, trying to loop around and behind the advancing Alpha team, so they wouldn't take notice of me. I didn't get very far when more guerrillas spotted me.
"For fucks sakes!" I reached behind my back for my throwing knives just as two of them raised their guns. The knives found their marks in between their foreheads, their bodies crumpled to the ground.
My relief didn't last long, another hidden guerrilla emerged from the building, his gun pointed at me. I ran to the closest corpse, ripped out my knives and positioned the body in front of me for protection as I sprinted towards the gunman. Bullets rained around me, slamming into the corpse and zipping by my head. As soon as I got close enough, I hurled the body at him and lunged with my knife in my hand, jamming it into his eye. The man spasmed and crumpled to the ground at my feet.
I'll never make it out of here in time if I keep on the ground. I gotta go by rooftops.
I scouted the area, looking for any way to the rooftops, my eyes landed on an emergency escape ladder. I dashed towards it and grabbed ahold of one of the steps and hoisted myself up, making my way to the roof. I scanned the horizon for any possible way out. A group of B.S.A.A. soldiers a block or so away from my current position caught my attention. I clicked the radio in my mask back on and immediately recognized the voice.
"Piers, Snipers above us! Set up and take them out. I'll leave Finn with you for back up, we'll press forward. Join us at the bridge when you're done here."
"Yes, sir." Was the only reply I got. I spotted two bodies breaking away from the main group and clearing their way up towards a historic tower of some sort. Must be Piers and Finn.
I was just turning away when a few shadows in the buildings adjacent to where Piers and Finn entered seized my attention. My eyes narrowed as I observed the shadows. With their ridged movements and dark coats, I recognize them at once.
"J'avo." The name left an acidic taste in my mouth. They're quite a bit of them making their way towards the B.S.A.A. Soldiers. They'll be surrounded and overrun in no time. I turned on my heels, my back to the doomed soldiers and started for the next ladder.
Oh well, they aren't my problem. And, with them distracting the J'avos, I can make it out of here quicker.
A nagging thought bombarded my conscious.
I should help them. They won't make it on their own...
I shoved the thought away and shook myself off and continued towards the ladder, growing further and further away from them. They're trained soldiers that signed up for this shit, what do they expect to happen?
"Sir, the enemy is overtaking us! We're trapped!" My mouth twitched as the younger solider's cry for help echoed in my ears. I could hear their gunshots ringing in the near distance, screams and yelling mixed in with the bitter wind. I stopped dead in my tracks and let out an annoyed breath.
"Keep up the firing, Finn. I'll hold them off up here as best as I can!" The mutt's strained voice raised above the distressed soldiers.
I gritted my teeth and huffed out a string of curses. In a swift motion, I turned on my heels and ran to the ledge.
"Those fuckers owe me big time!" I dove off the ledge, landing with a roll and charged my way through the abandoned alleyways. I'm gonna have to stay hidden. A bell tower caught my eye just as I rounded the next corner. Perfect. I swooped down onto a dead J'avo and plucked up its gun and slung it over my shoulder.
The bell tower was almost rubble after the bombardment of missiles and bombs, but it will still do the job well of hiding me from sight. Laying on my stomach, I propped the gun up and sighted in the J'avo in my scope. Looks like eight or nine of them have them surrounded and hiding in the adjacent building. I loaded the gun and took aim at the closest J'avo, it crumpled to the ground. My interference didn't go unnoticed for long. I saw Finn glance around every now and then after another J'avo crashed to the ground, but was momentarily distracted by another approaching him. A few got around him and one even made it past and up the stairs to an unexpecting Piers!
I quickly took out the one closest to Finn, making the rookie spin around. A part of the wall by Piers was blown out, and I had an excellent view. I took up aim once again. Breath in. Breath out. The J'avo darted by the opening, I sighted it in my scope and let off one round. It screeched just before it slammed into the ground causing Piers, to snap his head around. I could just make out his location, his eyes widened in shock as he laid eyes on the dead body behind him. I kept my scope fixed on him as he took out the last sniper and jumped to his feet and examined my handy work closer. He snapped his head around trying to figure out who shot it. As he was surveying the body, Finn finished with the J'avo around him and quickly regrouped with his superior. His eyes trailed to the body at Piers's feet, a quizzical brow arced on his face as his eyes snapped from the body to his superior in confusion. I lifted my finger to my radio.
"I don't want to make a habit of saving your useless asses." I saw Piers's hand fly to his earpiece.
"You!" I could hear the venom dripping from his mouth as he spoke. "The hell are you doing here?" I fired one warning shot. They froze momentarily as the bullet pelted past them and into the wall. Their heads tore behind them and resting on the bullet hole. Piers's gun was up and aimed towards me—must have figured out where I was shooting from. Oh, well, he won't be able to see me from up here. Finn, on the other hand, looked as if he was about to lose his shit. His eyes rounded with fear as he looked from his superior then to the hole.
"I'd contemplate what I say if I were you, mutt. I didn't have to save your asses. I just felt sorry for leaving a poor defensive stray on his own to—" A bullet slammed into the stone pillar beside me, startling me. I tore my eyes out of the scope and towards the bullet hole.
The little fucker shot at me. What an ungrateful mutt. But how did he notice me from here?
The angle and direction of the impact mixed in with his stiff posture made me guess he was just guessing at where I was. But still, that was a close enough guess. I could hear the smugness in his voice without having to glimpse at his face.
"I don't take orders from criminals. And if you're waiting for a thanks, don't hold your breath." This one's got fire in him. I like it.
"Good guess mutt, but not close enough." I fixed my scope on his head, my finger at the ready. "Here's my best guess—"
"Thank you." My finger froze on the trigger. Piers shot the younger man a warning glare but didn't make a move to stop him.
"What?" My eyebrow shot into my hairline.
"I said, thank you." Finn's eyes trailed over the dead body at his feet, his shaky voice pressed on.
"For saving me...and Lieutenant Nivans, thank you." The poor boy's voice trailed off as he raised his eyes to the mutt. Nivans fixed the rookie with a piercing death glare. I could practically see him vibrating with anger from here.
"Don't thank her! She's a criminal. She won't hesitate to kill us."
The rookie lowered his head in submission. "But, she helped us—"
"It doesn't matter what she does! She's still a criminal wanted by the B.S.A.A." Can't this man just say thank you? Not like I care if he does, but at least make the effort to show some gratitude at least.
"What's your name rookie?" I kept my voice level and calm. I felt bad immediately after asking the question. The poor boy was being bombarded with seething death glares from Nivans.
"F-Finn Macauley ma'am." I couldn't hold back the snort of laughter.
"Ma'am? Really? I'm not some forty-year-old mother. Anyway, you're welcome Finn, it was no problem at all." Before the mutt could go off on another rant, the radio crackled with another voice.
"Piers! Finn! You both okay? I overheard the woman talking to you two." Chris cut in. His voice laced with concern and worries.
"Looks like big reds worried about you two. You should run along back to him now."
I crawled to my feet, immediately I could see Nivans and Finn stiffen as they locked onto me.
"Don't waste the lives I just saved for you. Till next time. Macauley. Lieutenant."
I dipped my head to both of them and quickly darted back into the shadows and down the stairs. I turned my radio off just as a cry of protest from Nivans roared through.
I padded down the steps and started towards an alleyway. I still have yet to find a safe passage out of here. Now with the B.S.A.A close, it's going to be even harder to elude them.
