Full Circle 3
Summary: Claire Redfield is captured by Umbrella and is sent to Rockfort Island. Set during FC2.
A/N: This story is set during FC2 but there will be no spoilers for it or vice versa. Regarding how I would have written Jill's escape from Raccoon: Jill, Carlos, Barry, Mikhail and Nicholai managed to escape. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did writing cause I really enjoyed it.
Prologue
A black late model BMW sedan pulled up to the front door of a very expensive hotel and two occupants got out. A young man in his early twenties and a young woman in her late teens. The young man opened the trunk and removed two black canvas bags. He handed the keys to the valet and spoke in French. "Don't bury me." "Yes, sir." The young valet responded. The young man walked around the car where the young woman waited. She linked her arm thru his and followed him thru the front door. They walked thru the lobby until they reached the front desk, the clerk looked at them with disdain, they looked like they were dressed on vacation. "Can I help you?" The clerk said in English. The young man spoke. "Yes, we have a reservation. Under O'Brian." The clerk looked thru the registry, found the entry then looked up at them in surprise. "I'm sorry. There must be some mistake." The young man smiled as did the woman. "Thought so. Perhaps you would like a word with your boss?" The clerk nodded politely and left. They watched him enter the back office and began talking to his boss. The young couple looked around. "Nice place." The young woman said. "Mm. Trent says the food is quite good." They turned back in time to see the clerk getting his ass handed to him by his boss but didn't hear the actual conversation. The clerk came out again and looked at the young couple. "I'm terribly sorry. I was mistaken." "Quite alright. We get that a lot." The clerk nodded and produced a key. "Would you like someone to take your bags?" "No, that'll be alright." The young couple turned and went over to the elevators. As they boarded the elevator, the clerk could have sworn he heard the young woman laughing. Probably at him.
The young couple walked along a very well furbished hallway until they reached their suite. The young woman unlocked the door and went in first, the young man followed her. He kicked the door closed and deposited the bags in the living room. The young woman looked out the windows then looked back at the young man. "We're pretty close to Umbrella's headquarters, don't ya think Leon?" Indeed it was, about six blocks away infact. "It's the last place they'll look, Claire. Especially for us." Leon Kennedy, formerly of the Umbrella Special Forces, sat down on one of the two couches and began unpacking their equipment. The plan was simple. Claire would infiltrate the headquarters, find a secure computer and download any information pertaining to her brother then leave before Umbrella found out. Claire opened a canvas bag and removed a Beretta 93R with the front grip removed. "Wow. Nice." Leon took the gun from her. "You'll be passing thru a metal detector. No firearms. When you get to the front desk, tell them you're making a delivery for Mr. Trent. They'll let you by. Trent will be there incase they need to call him. When you get to the floor, there should be an office at the end of the hall that's not being used. Use this password sniffer to gain access." Leon handed Claire a CD-ROM. "Once you're in, search for any information about your brother, send it to me then get out of there." Claire nodded, Leon continued. "If you're caught, destroy the disk and I'll try and get you out of there as soon as I can."
Claire entered her bedroom and opened the other canvas bag, which contained hers and Leon's clothes. Claire removed a pair of boot cut blue jeans, a short sleeve black T-shirt and a brand new vest that had the words "Let Me Live" written across the back. Claire quickly took a shower and changed into her clothes. As Claire opened the door to the living room, Leon was right on the other side. He held out something to her. "Here. So we can talk to each other." It was a small earpiece. Claire accepted it from him and slipped it into her vest pocket. Leon tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his hand moved down and cupped her cheek. "Be careful." Claire nodded. "I will." Claire leaned up and kissed Leon, absently noting it was like kissing a statue. Together they walked out of the hotel room and rode the elevator down to the lobby. The valet brought the car around and they took off. Leon glanced over at Claire as he shifted gears. Claire was looking out the window at the people walking on the sidewalk. Her hand drifted down to his on the gearshift, she gently squeezed his hand. Leon parked the car across the street from the Umbrella headquarters and reached into the backseat, he produced a package that was addressed to Trent but was infact empty. He handed the package to Claire. "Ready?" Claire smiled. "No." Leon nodded. "You'll be okay. Trust me." Claire nodded. "I do."
Claire took a deep breath, held it then let it out as she opened the door to the lobby. She approached the front desk where three armed guards stood, the metal detector stood next to the desk. "Package for Mr. Trent." The guard nodded and held up a clipboard. "Sign here." Claire signed her name and gave the pen back. The guard next to him picked up a phone and dialed a number. "Mr. Trent, there's a young woman with a package here." There was a pause. "Yes, sir." He hung up. He turned to Claire. "23rd floor, ma'am." Claire smiled and nodded. Claire passed thru the metal detector and winced as it went off. The third guard came around from the desk and stood infront of Claire. "Please remove all metallic items." Claire dug in her pockets and removed a lighter that her brother had given her when she went off to college. She removed the keys to her motorcycle that had gone up with everything else that was in Raccoon city. She then removed a small pocketknife. The guard held it up, Claire arched an eyebrow. "Girl's gotta protect herself." The guard nodded. "You'll get it back when you leave." He gave her the lighter and the keys back then waved her by. Claire made it to the elevators, waited for one then boarded it. She hit the button and collapsed against the back wall. She looked around for a camera and when she didn't see one, she opened the flap on her vest and removed the earpiece Leon gave her and put it in her ear. "I'm in."
The elevator stopped at the 23rd floor and the doors opened. Trent was standing on the other side. "Miss Redfield." He nodded and boarded the elevator as Claire got off. As the doors closed, Trent nodded again. "Good luck." "Thank you." Claire turned on her heel and walked down the hall, she threw the package in a wastebasket and looked for an office to duck into. She suddenly heard voices and looked for an open door to go into, she found one and went inside. Claire looked around and found herself in the security office for that floor. She watched on a monitor as two security guards came towards the security room, Claire saw an open locker and rushed over to it. It was a tight fit but she managed, she quietly shut the door as the guards entered. She listened as they discussed something in French, something started to poke her in the ribs. Claire managed to grab the object and pull it forward: it was a gun. A Browning HP like the one she carried in Raccoon. Claire tucked the pistol into her belt along with the two magazines for the pistol that she found as well. The guards finished talking and left the room. Claire opened the door and left the security room as well. She went down to the end of the hallway and entered a random office, Claire quickly went over to the computer and booted it up. She put the CD-ROM in and waited for it to run. The CD quickly deciphered the password and granted Claire access to the database. Claire began clicking thru various folders, looking for her brother's. One in particular caught her eye. It was labeled 'Raccoon Survivors'. Claire clicked it.
The file opened and displayed a list of names. Claire saw her name along with Leon's, Elza's and Sherry's. Claire clicked Sherry's. The file on Sherry was short but one heading in particular caught her attention. Location: Northern New York, 497 Adams st. Ben and Amanda Redfield. "Oh, no. They found her." Claire quickly sent the file along with the list of Raccoon survivors to Leon. "Leon, I'm sending you a file. I need you call my parents and tell them to get out." "Got it Claire." Claire clicked on her brother's name but his file was blocked. Level Red Clearance. Unauthorized access! An alarm went off as Claire tried to get the disk out, she managed to get the drive open and removed the disk. She quickly broke the CD into several pieces and discarded them in the trash. Claire quickly left the office and saw two guards at the end of the hall. "Hold it!" Claire drew her pistol and fired at them, they ducked out of the way and drew their own pistols. Claire stopped firing and took off down another corridor. "Leon, it's me. I'm cut off from the elevator." "Hold on, I'm pulling up a floor plan." There was a pause over the line. "Okay, got it. Head right then go to the end of the corridor then head thru a room labeled 'Chemical Storage'." "Got it." "I'm on my way over."
Leon got out of the sedan and went to the trunk. He opened the trunk and opened a canvas bag, he removed his Beretta 93R and tucked it into his belt. He took two magazines for it as well. Leon closed the trunk and ran across the street, he burst into the lobby to find it empty. He quickly ran thru the metal detector, setting off another alarm. Leon ran for the stairs, knowing that a lockdown would shut the elevators down. Leon sprinted up the stairs, pistol in hand, hoping he wasn't too late.
Meanwhile…
The head of security Arnold Patterson walked into the main security room. Two guards were seated at the monitor console. "What's the situation?" "Someone tried to hack into the database. We're tracking her right now. She's armed at the moment." Patterson glanced to his right, a monitor caught his attention. "Who's that?" Both guards turned to look, the monitor displayed Leon running up the stairs. "Don't know, sir. He must be with her." Patterson leaned in and looked at the monitor. "Freeze that image." The image of Leon freezed. "Enhance the image." The image of Leon sharpened, his face clearly displayed. Patterson growled. "Kennedy." He turned to the two guards. "Alert all security teams. Shoot on site! That man right there! Capture the woman if possible." Patterson went to a security cabinet and opened it. Assault rifles lined the interior. Patterson removed a M4A1 assault rifle and slapped a magazine in. He left the security room and took off running towards Leon's last position.
Leon got to the 23rd floor and ripped the door open. He stopped just inside the door and adjusted his earpiece. "Claire, you there?" "I'm here. I'm at the Chemical Storage." "Good, wait there. I'll be there soon." Leon moved down the hallway, two guards appeared at the end of the hallway, their backs to him. Leon fired and hit one of the guards in the back with a burst. The guard went down with a brief yell as his friend turned and fired. Leon quickly crouched and fired another burst. The other guard went down as well. Leon stood up and went down the hall, suddenly someone fired behind him. Leon turned and crouched at the same time, he fired but only hit the side of the corridor. The shooter had run off. Leon stood up again and went down the hall, he found the Chemical Storage and went in. Claire immediately ran to him and hugged him. "Leon, thank god." "It's alright. Let's get out of here." They left the Chemical Storage and went back towards the elevators. Four guards appeared behind them and fired. Leon and Claire dove into separate corridors. "Head for the elevators! I'll be right behind you!" Claire nodded and ran off. Leon leaned around the corridor and fired at the guards, the guards quickly found cover and returned fire. Leon stopped to reload then fired another burst, he made a quick dash across the corridor and followed Claire. Leon came to a stop as he heard a scream. "Claire." Leon ran towards the intersection and made a right turn. He stopped as a security gate came down infront of him, the gate was made of bulletproof glass. Leon could see the elevator but not Claire. Then a face from Leon's past stepped into view. "Patterson." Leon breathed.
Patterson smiled as he held the young Redfield in a chokehold. "Greetings, Agent Hunk. Or is it Kennedy? I always get so confused." "Let her go Patterson." Patterson looked at the security gate. "I don't think you're in a position to negotiate." Patterson tightened his grip on Claire's throat, Claire weakly clawed at Patterson's arm. Leon took a step forward, he cocked the hammer back on his pistol, Patterson tsked. "You know that won't do any good." Patterson started backing up towards the elevators. "While I do feel bad that I wasn't able to capture you, I feel this consolation prize will more than make up for it." Leon knew there was another corridor that would lead him back to the elevators but Patterson would be long gone by then. Leon looked Claire in the eyes. "I'll find you. I promise." Claire nodded as best as she could. Patterson chuckled. "Sorry, no happy endings here. Goodbye Leon." Patterson stepped into the elevator with Claire and the doors closed. Leon took in a dead run down the corridor, he skid to the left then made another left, he could see the elevators at the end of the hall. Leon slapped the elevator call button and waited as the other lift came slowly back down. The elevator doors opened and Leon jumped in, he jabbed his finger on the roof button. The doors slowly closed and the lift began to move up. After several minutes, the doors opened to reveal an empty helipad. Leon watched as a helicopter flew away from the building. Leon began walking to the edge of the heliport, his boot nudged something. He looked down and saw it was Claire's pistol. He bent down and scooped it up, the gun was warm to the touch. Leon flicked on the safety and tucked the gun into the back of his belt. Leon turned on his heel and went back to the elevator.