the Bell UH-1 Iroquois' spotlight scanned left and right across the tops of the trees, the occupants inside sat in awkward silence. They had been sitting for over twenty minutes since climbing into the aircraft from the police station's heliport, almost all the occupants were male, aside from one woman among them.
Two of the men sat up in the front compartment of the helicopter, one was the main pilot who wore a full helmet with a reflective visor pulled down over his eyes, he wore a yellow M69 Flak Jacket with a white undershirt underneath it.
The second man, sitting next to him was in his late thirties, he had slicked back dirty blonde hair, an earpiece with a microphone that extended to his mouth which was stretched into a frown, a pair of dark sunglasses covered his eyes. He wore a black flak vest with a blue work shirt under it with the sleeves rolled up, he wore a pair of tactical gloves on his hands. In the back part of the helicopter were five other people, two sat in the seats directly behind the pilot and the man in sunglasses, while three sat together along the back of the space. The man directly behind the pilot was another man roughly around the second man's age. He had short brown hair that had begun to recede with age, he sported a well-trimmed beard on his square jawline, out of all the others in the aircraft, he was the biggest in terms of width and size, he had a leather holster strapped against his dark maroon colored vest, inside the holster sat a large Magnum Revolver.
Next to the bearded man sat a young man around 21 in age, he had grown out dark brown hair, that stopped just past his ears and neck, his front bangs were parted to the right side of his head, he was making use of the teams lax haircut policy, on top of his head was a full headset with a microphone positioned by his mouth and connected to his radio what was strapped just below his right shoulder, on his left side he had his standard issue survival knife strapped into its leather sheath secured to a full set of LC1 suspenders where connected to an LC2 web belt adorned with a couple of pouches. His M69 Flak Jacket was dark blue in color, he had on a pair of dark-colored cargo pants that tucked up into his black Jungle boots.
Across from him was a young man in his mid-twenties with a high and tight military style haircut, he wore a green flak vest with a knife strapped up to his chest much like the younger man, he wore light tan cargo pants with a leg holster strapped to his right thigh.
The only woman on the team was no older than the man in green, she had a short haircut that stopped slightly past her jaw, she wore a dark blue Beret atop her head, she wore dark blue shoulder pads over both of her shoulders, and a light blue T-shirt, dark blue colored pants that were also adorned with a leg holster.
lastly next to the woman and the man in the green vest was another man with short blonde hair hidden under a red bandanna, he wore the standard uniform shared among all of the other men inside the aircraft, his vest was black in color with a standard white undershirt, he had a row of 12 gauge shotgun shells aligned up along the right strap of his suspenders, on his left shoulder was a camera that had a wired down to the main unit stored in a pouch on his belt, and he wore a pair of camouflage pants. Next to him sat a 12 gauge standard issue pump action shotgun
"I haven't seen anything yet" the Pilot broke the silence with a sigh "Captain are you sure this is where they would be?"
"I'm almost positive," the man with sunglasses said in a low monotone voice, adjusting the spectacles on his face "This area is where they sent out their last report over the radio"
"I still don't get how they could just have a complete engine failure." the man in green questioned "that chopper should have been in perfect condition"
"I don't know what to say Redfield" The young man in blue responded with a shrug "I looked through the maintenance report from last week this afternoon, it said it was fine"
then the man in red chuckled to himself "of course, leave it to Johnathan to be the one to look through maintenance reports."
The young man looked over at him with an unamused look in his eye, even now. Despite having been a member of the team for over a year, he was still being treated like a rookie "well forgive me for conducting a methodical look into why Bravo teams helicopter just completely died on them Barry"
The bearded man again chuckled "I'm just pulling your leg kid, relax".
Silence yet again struck throughout the entire aircraft until the spotlight found something among the trees "Object spotted on the left" the Pilot reported "It looks like. Bravo team's helicopter"
The Bell UH-1 Iroquois stood in place suspended in the air as the bright light illuminated the wrecked aircraft below them on the forest floor emblazoned with the S.T.A.R.S Symbol on its door. Slowly the helicopter descended in a nearby clearing not far from the wreckage until finally landing on the ground. The captain turned behind him to face the rest of his team "Alright, remember what we discussed in briefing" he began "everyone split into teams of two. Officer Kennedy, Officer Frost. You two investigate the wreck. Corporal Redfield, Corporal Valentine. You check the surrounding area, me and Sergeant Burton will do the same, should anything happen, call over the radio and we will meet up back here" he instructed
"Yes Captain Wesker," the rest of the team said in unison before opening up the doors to the helicopter and walking out
"Get your weapons out, who knows what, or who. Might be out here" Wesker instructed, then everyone pulled out their firearms.
Kennedy, Valentine, and Redfield carried a custom Beretta M92F handgun, on the left side of the slide the words S.T.A.R.S, R.P.D Special Team. and on the other side the words MOD. SAMURAI EDGE, law enforcement use only were engraved into the metal. The grip of the weapon was a wood grain with a black section in the middle and a metal circular emblem that was blue with gold highlights that were modified depending on the owner, Valentine's emblem was a brighter blue color whereas Kennedy's was a much darker navy color. Kennedy's firearm also had a flashlight and laser sight attachment on the rail under the barrel. He had it custom ordered from Kendo's shop where the rest of his team had gotten their firearms.
Frost and Kennedy walked through the forest and over to the crashed Bell UH-1 Iroquois, approaching with weapons raised, flashlights only illuminating small areas in the dark, the closer they got the more of an uneasy feeling settling in them. The helicopter had clearly crashed and skidded along the ground, there was a vague silhouette sitting in the pilot's seat "Joseph, go check that out" Kennedy tapped frost on the shoulder.
The Omni Man walked over cautiously towards the front of the Helicopter while the young man kept looking over the other sections of the wreck. "S.T.A.R.S Alpha team, Identify yourself" Frost called out "Edward? Kevin? is that you?" Frost walked all the way up to the door, shining the flashlight into the aircraft he identified the silhouette.
It was Kevin Dooley, a pilot from the R.P.D that S.T.A.R.S would occasionally borrow on occasion, he sat with his head upturned, while he still wore his flight helmet, the visor on it was flipped up exposing his face, Dooley's skin was pale, he had an expression of horror stretched across his features, while his left eye appeared to have been clawed out violently his right eye had faded to a dull milky white. Indicating he had passed a while ago. Frost jumped back and yelled out at the sight, causing Kennedy to run over. "What happened?!" The young man asked,
"I-I found Kevin.." Joseph said with unease in his voice. Johnathan looked over into the window of the pilot's seat much like Frost had done "Jesus!" Kennedy said upon seeing what remained of the pilot. He paused for a second "I'll call it in.", the young man pushed a button on his radio and began talking into his headset "Captain we checked out the wreck, we found Kevin in the pilot's seat"
Through the radio, Wesker's voice came in only slightly unclear into his headset "what his status Officer Kennedy?" Johnathan paused for a second thinking of a way to answer his superiors question "He's- He's dead Captain"
There was prolonged pause before the Captain's voice spoke again "10-4, regroup back nearby Brad, I'll have everyone else rendezvous there" Wesker instructed "Copy that sir" the young man responded before he let go of the communications device "Alright, Wesker wants us to regroup back by the helicopter" Kennedy relayed the message to his partner "You go ahead of me, I'm gonna check this out a little bit further" Frost said turning back around to begin investigating again. Johnathan nodded and began walking off while Frost continued to look around the area checking inside the back cabin of the wrecked vehicle, after a minute of looking around he decided to follow his partner back through the path they took before, unaware of the things following him in the dark.
Kennedy walked through the forest looking around with the small beam of light for his other teammates, eventually he saw other lights darting around the forest, "It's John!" he called out to make his presence known. Two of the closest lights starting coming towards him, revealing themselves to be Redfield and Valentine "What'd you find by the wreck?" Redfield questioned
"Me and Joseph found Kevin, he's..." Kennedy stopped "He passed..." the news caused Valentine to gasp "You guys find anything?" Kennedy asked
"Jill and I spotted a crashed truck not far from the crash site, we were gonna check it out but then you showed up" Redfield reported, "Where's Joseph?" Valentine asked the young man
"He stayed behind to check the crash site a little further," Johnathan said looking behind himself in the direction he had walked through the woods from.
Just then the other two beams of light caught up to them, it was Wesker and Barry "Where is Frost Officer Kennedy?" Wesker questioned as soon as he saw the younger subordinate, Johnathan repeated what he had said before regarding Josephs whereabouts "Well it seems mostly everyone is here, lets all head back to Brad to start a new plan. We have one member of Bravo Team dead, we still need to locate the others" the Captain ordered. They heard footsteps come from behind them and turned around, only to find Frost casually walking up to them
"Frost! we were just talking about you!" Redfield joked, Joseph laughed, but from behind him he heard the sound of light footsteps, the Omni-Man turned around Shotgun raised only to be knocked off of his feet by something. Then he felt several teeth bite down on various parts of his body, causing excruciating pain for the man, whatever was attacking him seemed intent on ripping the flesh from his bones as the teeth started to pry away with him still clutched inside its jaws.
The Team watched in horror as their teammate was knocked to the ground and mauled by a group of something in the dark, Kennedy was the first to raise his weapon up to protect his partner. The young man's eyes widened at the sight illuminated by his flashlight. What was attacking Frost appeared to be a group of Doberman's yet, something was off with the animals. Their bodies were missing patches of skin and muscle which exposed bone, their eyes were milky white and their jaws were slick with fresh blood. Frost's body was mutilated, his white undershirt was now stained with splatters of crimson, any exposed area of his body was missing chunks of flesh where the savage beasts had sunk their teeth into, and his face was clawed and covered in blood. Shots starting firing next to him, Johnathan looked over to his left to find Valentine with her pistol and flashlight raised and aimed at the pack firing off shot after shot yet it did nothing to stop the canines from their frenzy, Valentine either missed a majority of her shots and or whatever shot did hit meant nothing to the creatures, almost as if they felt no pain.
One of the dogs sunk it's teeth into Frosts neck, pulling out a huge majority of his throat, replacing his screams with a low gurgle before eventually dying, seeming satisfied with their kill the pack then looked up from the dead man and to the rest of the team and began slowly walking up to them, one of the animals then suddenly burst into a sprint, causing the team members to frenzy "RUN!" Kennedy yelled before sprinting away from them, the rest of the team followed closely behind.
The entire team sprinted through the woods for what seems like forever, they had hoped to run back to the helicopter, but overhead they heard the sound of the Aircraft's rotors spinning before seeing it fly away into the air "Brad! where the hell's he going?!" Redfield yelled in confusion at the disbelieving sight that their own Pilot had abandoned them. While he was running he must have hit a root because the next thing Redfield knew was that he had fallen to the ground, he had turned around quickly enough to see the animals chasing them catch up, he closed his eyes and raised his arm up, consigned to the idea he was likely going to die, only hoping that his death would keep the beasts occupied long enough for the rest of his team to find safety and wanting to at the very least go down without a fight. But a shot rang out and one of the dogs was knocked down.
Redfield looked up to find Wesker standing there with his handgun drawn "Chris! Keep up!" his superior commanded, Redfield nodded and got up and began running, not noticing the downed canine had gotten back up.
It seemed they had been running forever "So what's the plan? Run all the way back to Raccoon City?!" Johnathan asked not daring to look behind him
"Ahead of us!" Jill pointed ahead, there appeared to be a large fancy looking building ahead of them
"Keep heading for that mansion!" Chris yelled from the back of the line having also noticed the potential safety in front of them, the team seemingly kicked up their speed to get to the doors quicker, as soon as they reached it Barry body checked the doors to the building before turning around and slamming them shut just as one of the dogs leaped up into the air, slamming against the wood creating a loud thud. Having not noticed that someone on their team was still left outside.