Game of Oblivion
Disclaimer: Do not own Resident Evil, only the games, such as the original, Resident Evil 2, Resident Evil 3, Resident Evil 4, Resident Evil 5, Resident Evil 6, Resident Evil Code Veronica: X, Resident Evil Revelations, and Resident Evil: Mercenaries 3D
Started: 4/6/15
End: 4/?/15
AN: Here's chapter 2! I've got my second weekend of training upcoming so wish me luck with that. I'm also single now...although I feel like an asshole about it. Besides that nothing much else to say.
The95Will: Indeed, because I figured a uniform resistance instead of a scattered cluttered mess was a better idea...and why not have the president of it be the man that dared to go against Umbrella, and live? And alrighty Arnold. Thanks for the review though man.
Supboyyyyy93: He will trust me, and as for Alfred going crazy via being alone...I want to say I read somewhere, I want to say in game, that Alfred had found out that both he and Alexia were clones, or something like that, and that, that was the true/main reason that Alfred had gone insane, though I do believe Alfred being alone after his sisters cryogenic freezing had something to do with it as well.
Chapter 2: Steve and the Resistance
We began walking slowly through the graveyard, looking around making sure we weren't being sneaked up on. We made our way to the door...and hands burst from the ground. Me and Claire looked at each other, and shrugged, as we opened the door, and closed it behind us. I took in the surroundings of the new area. A watchtower, a large stove of some sort, maybe a cremator? We made our way forward...and I moved quickly, my arms becoming armored, standing infront of Claire, as a stream of bullets began firing at us. Claire rolled out of the way, as did I, and I inhaled, my mouth filling with acid. I turned my head around the corner, and aimed at one of the support posts of the tower, before letting loose the glob. The effect was instantaneous as it began eating through the wood at speeds that would make termites jealous.
"Huh...? Woah shit!" A young male voice shouted as the tower began tipping, and falling. He flew out first, and I caught him, his shirt in my claws. Then I noticed...the man was a prisoner.
"Please don't kill me!" The man screamed, his voice taking on a...girlish tone?
"Put him down Vincent." Claire said a small grin on her face.
"Yes love." I said playfully, as I cocked my arm back. He screamed...but then I let him go. He landed with an ungraceful thud, and groaned.
"Oww...well you're not Zombies..." The man said as Claire wrapped her arms around my waist, and I smiled.
"Who are you?" I asked the boy, and he grumbled. I then grinned, continuing. "You want me to throw you as far and as hard as I can? Okay!"
"No! I...I'm Steve. Steve Burnside." He said as me and Claire nodded. Claire kissed my cheek, untangling herself from my waist. I kissed her forehead, and helped the boy up.
"Just...how old are you?" I asked him, and I saw his face turn red.
"I'm 17 thank you very much! What about you? You look like you're 13!" Steve said, and I felt my eye twitch. As I about backhanded the punk, Claire's hand stopped me.
"If I were you...I'd watch your mouth. He's a bit...sensitive about certain subjects." Claire said as she let my hand go.
"What, is he a punk? His parents didn't want-" His sentence was never finished because as I turned, and got ready to er...annihilate our problem, for lack of better words, a loud smack was heard throughout the yard.
"He actually just lost them. So if I were you, I'd be quiet...because he sure as hell can tear you and this base apart." Claire challenged, and Steve lost the fire in his eyes.
"...I know how it feels...my dad tried to sell top-secret info to the highest buyer, and well...mom was killed immediately. Dad and I were sent here...I...miss them..." Steve said as his eyes began selling up with tears. Claire frowned and gave the boy a hug.
"Yeah...mom and dad worked at the Raccoon Research Facility...they engineered the G-Virus, but a rival company tried to take it...and well...that's how Raccoon City happened." I said with a sigh.
"Were they both...?" Steve started. I ran a hand through my hair, with a sigh.
"Dad had used the virus on himself and transformed...mom had the vaccine for my sister, and dad attacked her. Mom...died not too soon after...and we had to take dad down..." I said taking a harsh swallow of air.
"That's rough...you had Mr. Raval as your keeper didn't you?" Steve asked, as we both nodded.
"Yeah...part of the Resistance?" I asked, and he shook his head.
"Not officially. He wanted me to be older before I signed up for it...but he never said I couldn't help, and had made me the official Hermes of the Resistance. You probably figured this out, but Mr. Wesker is Zeus. Generally all of the higher ups have the titles. Though...we still need a couple...and it'd be nice if it actually followed mythology." Steve said with a gentle blush. I chuckled nodding, having the same soft spot for the subject myself.
"I'm technically Wesker's nephew...so maybe I could be Neptune." I said with a chuckle. Steve's eyes widened and began searching frantically on his person. He then pulled out a radio and began speaking into it.
"Zeus, this is Hermes. I just found your nephew, over." Steve said. There was a moment of silence, then a voice responded.
"Put him on the line Hermes." Zeus, aka Albert Wesker, first bonder of the T-Virus, and one of the best uncles anyone could ask for, replied as Steve handed me the radio. I gulped nervously.
"H-Hey uncle." I said lamely, my voice betraying me. Claire stifled a giggle and Steve had a grin on his face.
"Vincent...I'm sorry about your parents. They will be dearly missed...we not only lost two of our most valued members of the Resistance, but two very dear friends. Umbrella will pay Vincent, this I promise you, as leader of the Resistance." Wesker said as I wiped away tears in my eyes.
"Thank you uncle...how long will it be until I see you again?" I asked sniffling after the message was sent.
"It won't be too long now. Chris Redfield has already been notified, and is on his way to the facility. Chris is known as Hades. Vincent, your mission, is to watch over young Mr. Burnside, and the lovely Ms. Redfield. You will be Neptune." Wesker said...and I felt a sense of pride building inside me.
"...you got it Zeus." I said with a grin on my face.
"Commence Operation: Serve and Protect." Wesker said as the line cut off. I handed the radio back to Steve. He clipped it onto his waist, and pulled out a Colt M1911.
"We need to get an Eagle Medal though." Steve said as he pointed to the door, which was blocked by a lock of sorts. I scoffed, as I walked to it, and began pulling the doors from the hinges. Steve's jaw dropped, and I let out a near roar as I tore them completely off. Steve's jaw dropped even further, and I just tossed them away.
"What...the...Hell..." Steve said in shock, and amazement at the same time.
"That's what the T-Virus does when it bonds properly." I said as Claire ruffled Steve's hair, walking to me. I looked to her, and she interlocked our fingers, and we began walking. Steve followed behind...and we heard a loud howl. We turned, and there stood a large, and I mean LARGE, dog. Patches of fur and skin were missing, and the remaining fur was a black. Some of the teeth the dog had were extremely large, and could go completely through your arm and come out the other side, and still have more.
"What's that...?" Claire asked gripping my hand tighter. The dog assumed a running stance, and I assumed a fighting stance.
"Trouble. You and Steve go on ahead, I'll cover our 6." I said my hand being released. Steve nodded, a grim look on his face, as both him and Claire began running to the stairs, and going up. The dog began running at me, and had leapt at me, and I deftly evaded the leap, with an extremely close snap of the jaws. Then there was another howl, and I turned, and there was another dog.
"Shit..." I growled out quietly. The dog that had leapt began another leap, and this time I had my claws formed. I turned and my claws sliced the beast into ribbons. But then I felt something snap onto my leg and I screamed out in pain, feeling my skin pierced by the fangs. Then the dog began applying pressure, and I felt the bones in my leg, snap. And I let out a loud scream, which echoed throughout the night.
(Some place nearby)
A man with blonde hair looked up, sunglasses covering his orange cat-like eyes. He adjusted his jacket, and had began running towards the source of the scream, his movement a blur.
(Back to Vincent)
Another dog had appeared, and had charged at me, this time locking onto my arm, to which I gave out another scream of pain...which doubled as another locked onto the other. My eyes gently wandered, my vision fading in and out. Then there was the unmistakable crack of a gun, a magnum, as the one dog's head, holding my right hand, had exploded in a shower of blood, and skull fragments. Then another dog dropped, then the one holding onto my leg. Then I felt a cold feeling on my right leg and tried to turn. A man was there. The blonde hair was a dead giveaway to who it was.
"U-Uncle..." I said before my head dropped, my world going to black, the sound of Uncle Wesker calling my name, the only fading sound I heard.
Chapter 2 END!
Here's another chapter you guys! And I know it was quite a wait this time around, but I hope it was worth it. I know this chapter is also a little shorter, this time around, but I do hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless. I also have my 2nd staff training weekend starting today, so wish me luck there! Don't forget to read, review, favorite, and everything!
