Not wasting any time as he arrived back in the lobby of the building heading for the control van parked out front.
Jogging to get there faster he neared the back of the van, reached for one of the doors and yanked it open. Finding Vickers inside surrounded by aides who had been working the radios.
"What the fuck happened in there Siesas!?"
He stood looking up at him breath slightly heavy. "I have no fucking idea Dan." He said going directly to Vickers first name. "I entered through the door on the 32nd floor to look for Goldsmith. All I found were bodies, about a dozen of them all over the damn place. Blood, body parts separated from their owners…it was fucked up." He shuddered a bit, took a breath and then continued: "I went down the east hallway. About four doors down I found him, or what was left anyway. And then…" He paused for a few moments.
"And then what?" Vickers was impatient.
"Something, I don't know what. It looked dead, yet was alive. It was like some Resident Evil zombie bullshit. He was covered in blood. Smelled like his own too. His lower jaw was completely gone. His tongue was just hanging there. He ran at me, way fucking faster then any human could. Hell, I probably couldn't outrun that son of a bitch. I hit him with at least six bullets before he got near me. All would've killed anything human. I ended up having to pump at least twenty more rounds into him before he fell. I don't know what the fuck it was, but I hope I never see the bastard again." He finished talking.
Vickers remained silent for a while. "So what do you think we should do?"
"Send up back up there. Followed by a hazmat team. We need to find out what the fuck it was. I don't want to see it, or that room again. But I want to find out who or what could rip Charles apart like that…" He looked back to the lobby behind the doors he had just come from.
"Where are Osburn and Brown?" He asked.
"They haven't arrived yet. Both were a few floors above you so they should be here soon." Vickers turned back to one of the aides. "Jessica, radio Osburn and Brown, find out where the fuck they are." He turned back before she said anything.
"In the meantime, go get some water or food or whatever you need before you go back in there." He turned back to the aide leaving Siesas to go do what he needed.
He left the van heading for a small armory his team had set up only a few feet away. He didn't want food or water or anything like that. He wanted bigger guns so he could take out whatever the hell he faced back up on the 32nd floor. The little MP5 wouldn't cut it, as proved by what had just transpired. Time to find something with a bit more balls…
"Kagome-Chan!" Turning she saw one of her friends and teammates walking to her. "We just got a call from Swat team four out downtown. They need you and your team over there. Something about…" She paused looking down at the paper in her hand. After scanning a line she laughed. "Are they joking? Something about zombies apparently, honestly the people they hire for the Swat teams get dumber by the year."
Kagome took the paper from her. She read it:
Order from Dan S. Vickers (S/N X-X-X-X-458)
Request HAZMAT team at corner of W. 48th and N.25th. Bring full hazmat suits as well as blood gathering equipment. Zombie like creatures have been reported by TL of ST4:
Derrick Siesas (S/N X-X-X-X-521)
Order to proceed to location given Priority One status.
End
She stood. "Oh well, as dumb as it sounds we'll still get paid for it right?" She said while smiling. "Call my team for me, we need to get going.."
They arrived at the location about thirty minuets later. Having taken the time to suit up properly and grab the requested blood testing equipment. Kagome, and three others piled out of the van with the large yellow letters of TPD Hazmat Team, on the side. She with the others walked up to Higuchi, the leader of the other three Swat teams. While the fourth was being commanded by an American. Vickers if she remembered right. It made sense seeing as how the four members in his squad were American as well.
The four of them settled around Higuchi so he could tell them what was going on. "Alright." He began. " You four have been called down here by the team leader of team four. Do not take what they say lightly, as stupid as it may sound, that team is on loan to us from DevGru, otherwise known as Seal Team Six. You know how good those guys are as you've worked with them a few times before. So you know they don't fuck around. That being said, if what they say is true, then you need to be careful. They already lost one of their men, a Charles Goldsmith. Which means whatever is up there is able to kill one of the best. So watch it. Their van is that blue one over there, report to them and do as they say. That's all, get to it." He turned and went back to his command area.
The four of them walked to the large blue van. A man saw them coming, and jumped out of the back of it before they got there. "I'm assuming you're the Hazmat team. " He said in good Japanese, eyeing the tools they carried.
Kagome spoke up. "That's right sir, we're here on your orders. What do you need us to do?"
He looked past her. She turned to find a taller man walking towards her. Dressed in full Swat attire and with a small blue circle patch on this left arm. With a VI behind a golden eagle holding something she couldn't make out from here. But there was no mistaking it. He was the leader of the Seal team that was here. He stopped in front of them. Before taking off his goggles. She stared probably a bit longer then she intended. The eyes that surveyed her group were a solid gold. She'd only seen one other man with eyes like that, and he hadn't been around in a long time. She surmised that if she took off this helmet she'd find light silver colored hair… Her thoughts were interrupted by the man speaking, in perfect Japanese, even better then that Vickers man.
"Alright. I'm the one who called you here. What you read on that order note was not a lie. Don't take this lightly. What you see up there will scare you, make you throw up, and probably fuck with your mind for a few months. There are quite a few dead bodies, and lots of blood. Prepare yourself now. If you don't think you can take it then stay here. I've no time for babysitting you people. Do exactly as I say, when I say it. I won't have any problem leaving you people to die if you wonder off into some desolate corner of the building. Understand?" He paused for a second to see their heads nodding. "Okay, let's go. Stay close." He turned and started towards the building. She followed, with the three people in her group close behind her.
She thought about that man who was only a few feet in front of her. His eyes matched her lover from a few years ago. But the attitude and air around him seemed different. Let alone that he had an American name, and was part of an American military squad. It made no sense. The man she thought of was caring, and loving. Very nice to pretty much everyone, never cursed, never got angry. And above all didn't tote guns around like the man in front of her. Her musing got interrupted by the man speaking.
"Okay we're entering now, we have thirty-two stories to climb. But be careful, there could be more of those things." He spoke something else in English that she couldn't understand into his mic, and then pulled the door open before entering the lobby. His weapon was at the ready. Pressed tightly against his shoulder as he swept the room with the gun. He headed for the staircase, directly next to the elevators. Checking around the room as he went. He pulled that door open and entered.
Kagome's team followed closely. Each of them nervously checking out the stairs they had already passed behind them. Despite the fact that the entire stairwell was pitch black aside from the light on the rifle, they made it to the door leading to the 32nd floor without any problem. He stood by the door waiting for them all to get it as well. He spoke quietly. " Here it is. Prepare yourselves for what you'll see. And for Gods sake listen to me." He went to the door and nudged it open with his hand. He peeked his head in. Satisfied that it was clear, he crouched a bit and went the rest of the way in. Motioning for them to follow. He clicked off the light on his rifle as the hallway was lit already.
Her team followed in. They all paused. What he had said was right. This was like nothing she had ever seen. Bodies everywhere. Over a dozen. Body parts no longer connected to their original body. Blood. Even on the ceiling. She had to take a quick breath to prevent herself from losing what she had for dinner. The man spoke. "Get to it. Get a few blood samples, and grab whatever you need. I want to be out of here as soon as we can. She saw him walk a bit further down the hall pausing to look at one of the bodies in the hall. It has quite a few bullet wounds in it. Which meant… "Did you kill that one?" She called to him.
He stopped and turned, his rifle lowering as to not point it at her. "Yeah. Somehow that thing was still alive. I don't know how. But the damn thing tried to attack me."
"So your saying that one was the supposed zombie?" She asked.
"Yeah. Why else would I shoot it?" She saw his eyes narrow through his goggles. "Do you think I killed the people up here or something?"
"Well. From what you've said so far there was supposed to be a zombie like thing up here. And all I see are bodies, and one with a few bullets holes in it. What am I supposed to think?"
He looked at her with those narrowed eyes for a bit longer.
"It's not my damn concern to wonder what you think of me woman. Just do your damn job so we can leave." He turned back around re-raising his rifle as he mumbled something she couldn't quite make out.
"You've…a bit" Was all she caught. He continued down the hall.
She moved to the body he had been looking at and prepared to draw blood from it. As her syringe neared the brachial artery she thought she saw the arm twitch. She paused. It couldn't of happened. It had been at least forty-five minuets since this body had died. Too long for the nerves to still be twitching. So she ignored it and brought the needle to bear against the skins, and ultimately into the artery. Filling the syringe she put it back into her pack, which kept it cooled and thus prevented it from coagulating so it could be studied. She stood and called to the man. "We're ready to go. We've got blood and tissue samples from each of them." He heard her and started towards her. Closing the distance in a few seconds he said to the four. "Okay, lets get the hell out of here." He started towards the door. But stopped.
He swung around, looking down the hallway he had just come from. She saw his left had reach up and pull the small mask off that had blocked his facial feature. She then heard him take two deep breaths through his nose. "Oh shit!" He said. "There's another one coming."
She stared past him down the hallway. "How do you know?"
"I just do, now get going. Fast! I'll kill the bastard so you can get away. Go!" He motioned them out the door and pulled off the light from his rifle. Clicking it on he tossed it to the woman closest to the door. And then immediately pointing his rifle down the hallway.
She had her squad leave before she did. As she was exiting the door she turned back to the man. "Be careful."
He turned his head to her. His face had a grin on it. With a small bit of a tooth sticking out of his mouth. " I always am. Now get going Kagome." He looked back down the hallway.
He had looked so much like her lover from before than she faulted in her step before leaving the floor. But hurried down the stairs following the light that was close by, also going down.
She had gone down about ten steps before she heard the rifle bark. Once, twice, three times before going silent for a moment. Then more shots that faded in volume as she went further down. She hoped he lived through whatever was up there. She needed to find out if he was really who she though.
A/N Okay, I guess I'm going to have to start telling you what certain things mean, and are and so on. As I'm going to be using a bit of military terms and weapon names in this story. So here we are:
MP5: A compact sub-machine gun made by Heckler and Koch. Used by SWAT and SEAL, and pretty much any counter-terrorism team there is. Along with quite a few militaries in the world.
S/N: Serial Number. A number used by militaries to be able to identify soldiers by numbers instead of names. Easier to keep track of. Banks use these too on checks and so forth.
TL: Team Leader
ST4: abbreviation of Swat Team 4
HAZMAT: Hazardous Materials. Used to clean up or investigate things involving wastes such as nuclear or anything else harmful. Or areas that give people a risk of getting in contact with bodily fluids
TPD: Come on. We're in Japan, and the hazmat team is police related. Just think.
If you need more in depth descriptions tell me and I'll do better next time.
