Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Dragon ball nor do I own anything from Resident Evil.
BSAA – Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. Their main purpose is to combat, prevent, and exterminate Bioterrorism.
B.O.W.s – Bio Organic Weapons. A creature intentionally created or genetically modified using a type of mutagen.
Also this fanfic is set in an alternative universe where everyone is human.
Scuffed combat boots echoed down the dark, deserted corridor. Trunks, Daniel and Goten slowly walked as their eyes peered through the windows of the labs. Stepping inside a lab on his right, Goten noticed blood stains on the floor and smears of blood on the walls. Vials and test tubes have been knocked off the tables, papers were scattered everywhere and a photo frame smashed on the floor.
He stopped to pick up the frame and sorrow filled his eyes as he stared at the photo. The photo was of a scientist and his family. The scientist was hugging a little girl with short, wavy, chocolate brown hair and emerald green eyes. Next to him was a platinum blonde haired woman kissing him on the cheek. The scientists face held a smile of pure happiness and eyes full of love. Goten brushed away the bits of glass off a table and gently placed the frame down.
"Goten? What are you doing?" Goten turned to Trunks and Daniel who were standing in the door way.
"Oh…err…nothing. I'm just looking for any clue that's all." Goten reassured as he quickly walked out the room.
'It's just as hard for him as it is with me.' Trunks thought with a sigh.
As they carried on searching around they entered a lab, stopping suddenly as they see a body strewn across the floor. Breathing harshly, Daniel turned the body over, revealing the bloody and mutilated form of a female researcher. Reeling back at the site he stared in shock. 'Shit! Why did I have to join the BSAA?' Daniel asked himself.
"Dan, are you ok?"
"Yeah…I'm still kind of new to this." Suddenly, a loud animalistic shriek filled the air followed by a distant sound of pained screams and shooting from above. They aimed their guns as their eyes shifted around their surroundings. Trunks pressed the ear piece on his left ear.
"Archie, Arnold, Vincent. Is everything alright up there? What happened?" No reply, only the sound of static. "Josh, Steven, Will. Is everything alright in your sector?" The sound of static disappears as Josh's voice breaks through.
"Yeah, it's clear at the top. We can't get a hold of the others so we're going to make are way down and check if they're safe. You guys carry on searching, we'll meet up with you later as we work are way down." The return of static comes from the other end as the conversation ends.
"Right. Let's keep moving." Trunks started walking down the corridor.
Goten frowned. "But shouldn't we go check on the others? They could need our help."
Trunks turned towards them. "Josh and the others are going to check if they're ok. He said for us to just continue the mission, he'll meet with us later. Now let's go."
"uuuuuuaaaaaahhhhh…"
Trunks, Daniel and Goten stopped moving as a moan echoed from around the corner. Footsteps lazily hit the ground as a zombie made its way towards them. "I'll take care of this one." Trunks took his knife from his belt as the zombie started to charge at him. As the zombie got closer, he brought the knife to its head a sliced it clean off. The zombie's body fell to its knees as it collapsed to the ground.
Daniel reeled back in horror as the head rolled to his feet, coming to a stop as it hit the end of his combat boots. His breathing came to a halt and his eyes were wide as saucers. 'Holy Shit! I don't think I can take this any longer. Thank you Archie for assigning me to the most frightening sector of the building. You dick.'
Trunks turned to Daniel whose form was frantically shaking in fear. "Dan what's up? You don't look so good." He asked concerned.
Daniel gave a slight nod. "I'm sorry. I've never been on a real mission before. This is my first and I'm already failing miserably. I knew that I was going to be up against something unimaginably terrifying but I didn't expect it to be this bad. *Sigh* Why do I have to be so weak? I've let my family down, I've let the team down, I've let everybody down."
"You shouldn't say things like that Dan, you've done nothing wrong." Goten gave a pat on his back.
"Yeah man, you shouldn't be so worried. We're with you and we're in this together till the end, that's what teams do." Trunks smiled.
"Right. Thanks guys." Daniel replied with a new boost of confidence. They continued down the lifeless corridor, Trunks listened as Goten and Daniel talked about the past.
"So Dan, what made you want to join the BSAA?" Goten asked.
"My father used to say to me that I was never a real man and he'd try to get me to join the army. 'When are you going to become a real man?', 'No son of mine is going to be a weak, pathetic fool!', 'Real men fight for what's right.' I used to never listen to him and we ended up falling out. When the C-virus hit the public I went back home to check if my father was safe but when I arrived he was already dead. He was in his old army dress uniform and next to him was an empty handgun. He had died fighting as a warrior. After his death I vowed to myself that I would honour my father's death and become the man he always wanted me to be. I would fight to make my father proud."
Trunks and Goten were speechless; Daniels story had greatly moved them. The idea of fighting not just for justice but also for honour and to fulfil last wishes for your loved ones. 'Daniel past reminds me of the hell years ago. Both our fathers died fighting as warriors. Father…' Trunks thought as the pain from the memories returned.
They arrived in front of a slightly open door. Trunks cautiously pushed the door wider and they slowly entered the dead silent room, searched the place. The room was a derelict lecture hall with chairs built around the room from top to bottom. There was an old chalkboard with 'No one can hide' tattooed all over, a wooden desk with a pool of blood, papers and books scattered everywhere and a decaying body sat in the chair. The face had been torn off.
"What the hell? What could have done this?" Goten questioned.
Trunks slowly made his way to the chalkboard, not taking his eyes off what was written. 'No one can hide. Hide from what exactly?'
Daniel stared down at the pool of blood on the desk, as he got closer a drop of blood dripped down on his shoulder. He looked up and his body became rigid and his skin was deathly pale. "Oh…my…god…" Daniel said barely above a whisper.
Trunks and Goten turned towards Daniel and followed his line of sight. Their eyes grew wide as they stared in shock.
I'm not really proud of this chapter but I hope you all liked it. Please review and please don't flame me. Thank you for reading! I'll upload the next chapter soon. ^^