So, I know you lovely readers have been waiting for this for a while.
Well…. HERE IT IS!
So anyway, here it is, hope you all enjoy it!
Hope it's enough to keep you guys satisfied for a while.
Also, can someone please recommend a Spider-man crossover fic where he doesn't end up with: Supergirl, Wonder Woman, or Zatanna?
Anyway…ON WITH THE SHOW!
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Ever since they had finished their mission briefing Chris had someone trying to raise Field Team 7 on comms, so far, they had been met with nothing more than static. Now normally this wouldn't really cause only some concern, because maybe they were in a room where they couldn't get a good signal, but usually all they had to do was wait a little bit and they would receive a reply from at least one of the team members. However, they had heard nothing by the time they had touched down, that was cause for concern.
Inside the compound…
Things had not been going as Angela had thought they would today. She had thought when she had been approached to be part of the field team investigating the Umbrella facility, because the person who normally served as the squad's medic had to withdraw from the mission due to marital problems, that the mission would go smoothly, and she would be home in time to watch the season finale of Arrow with some Rocky Road ice cream and her cat, Mr. Snuffles. However, it was starting to look like she would be lucky to get out of here alive, even with Fox's help, it seemed like as soon as they cleared one hallway they'd walk into the next one to be almost swarmed, though luckily, they didn't need to be administered any antibiotics or antivirals. Right as she was about to follow her mysterious savior into another hallway, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Why are we stopping," Angela asked, only for Fox to turn around and put a finger up to where his lips would be, then moving his weapon so that it held up by the sling. He then made different motions with his hands, one had his left hand held out in front of him like a fist followed by him clamping down on the wrist with his right, then he slide his index finger down where his chin would be then slide four fingers up and down his chin, and finally held up his left hand with the palm facing the ceiling and the right hand palm down only to then flip them so the left hand was palm down and the right hand was palm up. Now, Angela did not understand much sign language, but the quickness and urgency that Fox used to perform the hand signals more than got the message across, quiet zombies. He then pulled an object from his pocket, she couldn't tell what because he gripped it in a closed fist, and threw it, causing a loud clanking sound, followed by an even louder bang. Immediately afterwards the sound was followed by a cacophony of raspy, animalistic growls, followed by a stampede of the zombies.
They quickly turned the corner and silently slipped into a room on the right side of the hallway, which turned out to be sleeping quarters, most likely for whatever security had been here.
"Ok seriously," Fox said quietly, "how many of these undead fuckers are there in this facility."
Fox then reached up to his helmet and took it off, greeting Angela to a view of who was underneath, he was handsome, if she thought so herself, however the thing that made her uneasy were his eyes, fiery red and slitted, when he looked at her with those eyes she suddenly felt like prey in the eyes of a predator. The man Angela knew as Fox looked her curiously, before a look of realization crossed his features, quickly looking around he spotted a pair of aviator sunglasses lying on a bunk nearby. He quickly grabbed them and put them on.
"Is that better," Fox asked, receiving a small nod from Angela. It was then, with the adrenaline that had been fueling her since this whole mess beginning to fade, her eyelids began to droop.
"Tired rookie," Fox asked, a seemingly blank look on his face.
"Just a little," Angela replied, just before a yawn escaped her. Fox sighed before he got up and grabbed his helmet.
"Well we don't have time to rest just yet," Fox stated, taking off the sunglasses and tossing them on a bunk, before he put his helmet back on, "think you can make it till we get out of here."
"I can try," Angela answered, rubbing her eyes.
"Do or do not, there is no try," Fox stated, getting his weapon at the ready.
"Did you just rip off Star Wars," Angela asked in mild amusement.
"Yup," Fox replied, the grin on his face evident in his voice, as he opened the door to the room as quietly as possible. Checking both ways he noticed that the zombies had appeared to have moved on to investigate the noise he made earlier. It was then that both Fox and Angela moved in the opposite direction of the zombies.
Meanwhile at the facility's entrance…
"Ok so we have not gained contact with Field Team 7," Chris stated, already in the battle ready mindset that had served him well in his campaign against both Umbrella and Wesker, "so assume they're all dead for the time being."
With a nod, and a loud knocking of knees from their government liaison who had been begging to stay with the Osprey, the team once more went over their equipment to make sure that all weapons were loaded, all radios worked, and that their basic med kits were stocked.
"Alright we'll split into two teams," Chris stated, "the team leaders will be Jill Valentine and myself. Team one will be myself, Rebecca Chambers, and Sheamus McAvoy. Team Two will be Jill, Christine Yamata, and James Matthews. Any questions?"
"Shouldn't somebody stay with the Osprey," Matthews asked nervously, looking frightened beyond measure.
"That's the pilot's job," Chris answered, "any other questions?"
Seeing no other questions, Chris nodded and brought his rifle to the ready and opened the door to the facility, and began checking to see if anything would charge up at him. Seeing as nothing had attempted to attack him, Chris waved his team forward and began checking his corners for anything that might be attempting to hide. He then began advancing slowly, trusting that his team knew what to do. A few minutes later they came to a hallway that split into two directions, pulling out a white piece of chalk from a pouch and marked a large 'X' on the left hand side of the hallway, his way of telling Jill they went that way, putting the chalk back in its pouch he and his team then went left and followed the hallway to what appeared to be a set of stairs.
"Time to go into the belly of the beast," Rebecca said, already knowing this was going to be one of those days.
"Damn straight lass," Sheamus said, throwing in his two cents. With a silent nod Chris and his team descended the stairs, already expecting the worst case scenario.
With Team 2…
Five minutes after Chris and his team and entered the facility Jill and her team had entered the facility, well in actuality Jill and Christine had entered the facility and had drug James in with them. Upon finding the chalk 'X' on the left hand side of the hallway Jill took out a blue piece of chalk and drew a large circle, showing which way she had went in case Chris came looking for her, on the right side of the hallway, put the chalk away, and took the next right. Following the hallway, and doing her best to ignore the rattling that James shaking was causing his equipment to make, Jill and her team came upon a door that was labelled 'Security Office – Floor 1'.
Quickly moving past her Christine took up position on the right side of the door, furthest from the door knob, while Jill took up position on the left, her hand resting on the door knob. With an affirmative nod Jill turned the door knob and all but flung the door open, not hearing any gunfire she quickly entered the room, followed quickly by Christine, and made sure the room was clear before they relaxed their weapons. Nodding, Jill and Christine began looking over everything in the room, trying to find anything that might be useful, whether it be ammo, Intel, healing herbs, or a new weapon.
"Is it safe to come in," James asked nervously, poking his head into the room.
'Seriously is this guy a career desk jockey or something,' Jill thought to herself, and not missing the scowl on Christine's face, if the angry tilt of her eyebrows were anything to go by.
"Yes," Jill replied shortly, the guy already getting on her nerves. He nervously shuffled into the room and stood in a corner. After a couple minutes of searching Jill and Christine found a box of ammo for their pistols, which had five rounds in it, some first aid and anti-viral spray, which was located in a med-kit on the wall that they hadn't seen on entry into the room, and a file dated for August 1997. Jill then opened the file and began reading it.
File Number: 190576 Classification: Top Secret Umbrella Corp.
12 August 2017
Rocky Mountain – Canadian Research Facility
Security Log
0900: Virologist Shinji Fujikawa admitted to facility. Personal Effects: Glasses, Wallet containing driver's license, $20 CAD, gold unadorned wedding ring, picture of family(including wife, daughter, and son), and card for the nearby town library, one pack of Juicy Fruit gum, and one key ring with house and car keys attached.
0902: Microbiologist Natalie Stark admitted to facility. Personal Effects: iPod, Headphones, Wallet containing driver's license, $100 USD, Doodle of a possible bacteria, Picture of a boy with brown hair (writing on back says "Peter age 6"), and key ring with apartment and car keys attached.
0904: Lab Technician Steven Pine admitted to facility. Personal Effects: Gold plated watch, Military grade dog tags (name on tags read "Rogers, Steven" possible relative), Wallet containing Driver's license, $30 CAD, $10 USD, unopened contraceptive, and key ring with apartment and car keys attached.
1136: Director of Facility James Eisenhardt and Lead Scientist Charles Wagner allow team of five scientists entry into facility, with status TOP PRIORITY. Reasoning for TOP PRIORITY assignment: scientists arriving with high value subject that is essential to furthering the Bio-Weapon program. TOP PRIORITY classification allowed, scientists use express elevator to reach laboratory.
"Christine," Jill called, not missing the grow coming from Christine's lips, "any idea what would be so important that both the Facility Director and Lead Scientist would slap a top priority label on it?"
"One, we are in the field so my name is Four Eyes," Christine stated, her refusal to go by the more lenient BSAA S.O.P being one of the reasons she was 'hard to work with', "two the only reason a Facility Director would slap a top priority label on anything is if it had applications toward a pre-existing Umbrella Corp. project, and the Lead Scientist would only apply for it if it was going to potentially further his own research."
"So it was rare that both would assign something with a top priority status," James asked, the fear that had been in his voice since the start of the mission temporarily leaving.
"Speaking from experience it was very rare," Christine answered.
"What would cause that," James asked, his face scrunched up in concentration.
"Who knows with Umbrella," Christine answered, "although something like her could be enough to get it."
Christine then pointed to Jill, a blank on her face, causing James to look at Jill in confusion.
"What's so special about her," James asked, confusion lacing his voice.
"She's bonded to the t-virus on an almost genetic level," Christine answered, "giving her who knows how many biological benefits, essentially making her superhuman."
"Really," James asked, the curiosity he had being laced with fear.
"Yup," Jill responded, just before closing the file, "now imagine what Umbrella would have done with it."
"Super Soldiers sold to the highest bidder," Christine said, already knowing what station that train of thought would end, "wouldn't have mattered if it was a tyrannical government, terrorist organization, or a private army."
"And with that scary thought out of the way," Jill announced, just before taking a map of the first floor of the facility out of the frame that it sat in on the wall, "let's get moving."
With Naruto and Angela…
After what felt like an eternity to the only two known survivors of the house of horrors that was Umbrella's Canadian Research Facility, they finally managed to get up to Floor 6. After opening the door that would allow them entry to the floor as slowly and quietly as possible, they checked the hallway and were relieved to find that there were no zombies in sight. Quietly they followed the hallway till it split into two different directions, the signs on the wall reading 'Bio-Weapons Research Lab' and 'Security Room- Floor 6'.
"Where to rookie," Fox asked, curious to see what her decision would be.
"Umm," Angela replied confused, caught completely flat footed by the question, so far they had gotten by on Fox's field experience.
"We don't have all day rookie," Fox stated, an edge in his voice that basically said for her to hurry up.
"The security room," Angela answered, uncertainty lacing her voice.
"Is that a question," Naruto asked.
"The security room," Angela answered, doing her best to sound more confident.
With a nod Naruto began following the signs leading to the security room, with Angela following close behind him. After few minutes of walking they finally arrived at the door to the security room, which was not only located at the end of its hallway but also discovered that it required a key card to access. Sighing to themselves, Naruto and Angela began back tracking to the split in the hallway. Once they got their they decided, reluctantly, to investigate the Bio-Weapons Research Lab. Carefully heading down the hall, cause if past experience for Naruto and reading declassified field reports for Angela, had proven anything it was that the laboratory was bound to have any number of deadly and powerful B.O.W's. However, when they finally arrived at the lab, which looked like it took up the whole floor, they had discovered that the tubes that had contained the B.O.W's were shattered from the inside, indicating whatever was inside them had broken out.
"That's not good," Angela said in fear.
"No kidding," Naruto replied sarcastically, keeping his eyes and ears open for anything that even looked like it might have been in the tubes.
"How are you on ammo," Naruto asked, trying to assess the situation and come up with a plan of action.
"I've got thirty rounds left," Angela stated, her skittishness calming down a little now that her mind temporarily had something else to focus on. Naruto nodded and began running through how many rounds of ammunition he had fired. After some simple math he concluded that he had just twenty-five rounds left. Making their way through the first portion of the lab, as quietly as their equipment would allow, they came across the corpses of several Doberman dogs that looked like something had tried to burn them alive surrounding the a corpse in a white lab coat with a bloody security badge attached to the pocket, dog tags lying next to the corpse blue button up shirt, tan slacks, and chewed up tennis shoes.
"Poor bastard," Naruto stated, just as Angela felt what she had breakfast start to come back up due to a mixture of the smell from corpses and the fact that the human corpse looked like a chew toy for a rabid dog. Naruto reached down and took the security badge from the corpse, cleaning it off a little revealing the writing on the badge which had a picture of a fair haired white man with dark blue eyes, the badge read "Pine, Steven Lab Technician Bio-Weapon Research Lab".
"I wonder how he took them out," Naruto said aloud, pocketing the security badge.
"I don't think he did," Angela stated, having moved back a little to hopefully keep her lunch down.
"What makes you say that," Naruto asked, curious to see what Angela would say.
"Well from where I'm standing it looks like they were attacked by something big," Angela answered, before carefully approaching the dog corpses, "and with a great amount of strength, and claws."
"What brought you to that assumption," Naruto asked, surprised at the confidence he heard in her voice.
"The deep claw marks in this corpses back," Angela answered, carefully eyeing the claw marks.
Naruto then walked over to the corpse and examined the claw marks.
"Only one thing I know of that could cause trauma like that," Naruto stated, keeping his ears open for anything that was out of the ordinary in the now quiet lab.
"Which is," Angela asked, both curious and fearful of the beast that could cause the damage she was seeing.
"A Hunter B.O.W.," Naruto answered, immediately bring his weapon to the ready as he heard a loud roar come from deep within the laboratory.
With Chris's Team…
Chris's team had made it to the second floor of the facility, which had been labelled "Viral Research Laboratory". So far they had not run into any problems, but every member of the team had been counting the seconds until they would into something. Hanging a right down a hall that ran in two different directions, they came across a room that was labelled 'Hazmat Office Containment'. However, the door required a key to open, nodding to himself grimly the team followed the hallway until the found a door located on the right hand side of the hallway that wasn't labeled. Immediately, Sheamus took up position on the left hand side of the door with Chris and Rebecca taking up position on the right hand side. After counting down from three Sheamus flung the door open and the three of them got blasted with the foulest smell they had ever smelled.
As soon the door was open they heard a raspy growl emanate from the room, coming from a dark grey skinned zombie that glowing green pustules on top of its head, on its chest, back, and stomach. The zombie charged toward them with surprising speed, almost causing it to run head first into the wall outside the room.
"Open fire," Chris ordered, almost unnecessarily. Immediately the team opened fire on the zombie, though it looked like the zombie was unaffected by the bullets. The zombie then turned around and charged at Sheamus who, in the animalistic mind of the zombie anyway, appeared to be separated from the team. Sheamus was surprised by the speed of the zombie as it quickly closed in on him and pounced on him, knocking them both to the ground. It was then the zombie opened its mouth, causing Sheamus to be blasted in the face with the stench of death and decay and to see a pale, sickly green glow to coming from down its throat, and unknown to him the pustules on the zombie's body were glowing a bright, sickly green.
"Aim for the pustules," Rebecca stated, firing her pistol at the pustule on the zombie's back. Chris aimed his assault rifle at the pustule on the zombie's head and began opening fire. The glowing from the pustules ceased and the zombie shrieked in pain, allowing Sheamus to shove it off of him and put some distance between the two, just before he drew his revolver and opened fire on the zombie's stomach.
The zombie growled in animalistic rage and charged at the most obvious threat in its simple mind, this being Chris. Immediately the group of three aimed at the pustule on the zombie's chest, which looked like it combined with the pustule on its stomach. After some sustained fire from the three the pustule on the zombie's chest burst, causing the sickly green liquid from inside the pustule to pour out accompanied by a leech looking creature that was about a foot long with rows of sharp teeth. Upon coming in contact with the ground the thing let out a shriek and began slithering toward the trio.
Not wanting to take any chances with the thing, Chris lifted his foot up and stomped on the creature as hard as he could, causing a meaty squelch to emanate from the bottom of his boot. This served to piss off the zombie worse, if such a thing as possible, and it ran at Chris as fast as it could. Sheamus tackled the thing as it approached and began wrestling with the zombie, trying to get the superior position. However, the creature was once again on top of him and immediately a glow emanated from the creatures throat just before a green slimy substance spewed from its mouth and onto Sheamus's face.
Rebecca ran up behind the zombie and aimed her pistol at the pustule on the zombie's back and opened fire until the pustule burst, causing the creature to screech in pain as another leech like creature squirmed its way out of the zombie's back. As soon as the leech like creature landed on the ground Rebecca stomped on it, crushing the creature beneath her boot. It was as this second creature died that the zombie let out a piercing screech of agony as it rolled off Sheamus and began spasming on the ground as its flesh began melting away. After they were left with nothing more than a skeleton, and putting a round through the skeleton's skull just to be safe, Rebecca rushed over to Sheamus and began checking his pulse.
"You alright," she asked, before she took a flashlight from a pouch on her belt and shined it in his eyes to check pupil dilation.
"Course not the bloody fuck slimed me," Sheamus said, trying to wipe the slime from his face.
"I wouldn't touch that stuff," Rebecca suggested hurriedly.
"Well I ain't leaving it on my bloody face love," Sheamus stated, wiping a good portion of it off his face.
"What was that thing," Chris asked rhetorically, having never seen a zombie do the things that zombie did.
"How bout for now we call it a plague carrier," Rebecca suggested with a small smile on her face.
"Let's hope we don't run into any bloody more," Sheamus said, "now we checking out that bloody room or not."
With a nod Chris helped Sheamus, who now had the green goop from the newly dubbed Plague Carrier zombie smeared all over his face. Upon entering the room the trio noticed and corpse that looked like it had a dried up version of the green goop that the Plague Carrier had spewed on Sheamus, dried out, and small blisters that looked like they had burst a while back, wearing a torn up and stained white lab coat, the remains of a red button up shirt, the tattered remains of a pair of black slacks, feet that were covered in a pair of brown leather shoes that were about to fall apart, and clutched in one of its blister hands was a security badge, which Rebecca carefully extracted. The badge read "Fujikawa, Shinji. Virologist. Viral Research Laboratory". After a careful examination of the room they found a syringe filled with a purple liquid that was on a shelf in the back of the room labeled 'Anti-Viral', an audio recorder, and pot that had a green herb in it. After rewinding the recorder, Chris looked at the other two with his hand hovering over the play button. With a nod from both Rebecca and Sheamus, Chris pressed the play button to see what was recorded on the device.
"Experiment Log: 098," announced a heavily Asian accented voice on the recorder, probably belonging to Dr. Fujikawa, "Lead Scientist Wagner has been satisfied with the results from my viral project and has finally authorized me to progress to the next phase. Soon I will have developed the next stage of biological warfare. After all what good is a missile or soldier, when a single virus can wipe out an entire population but leave their infrastructure intact."
This statement caused a small of horror from Rebecca and Chris to clinch his jaw, but still they continued to listen.
"However," the voice on the recorder continued, "Director Eisenhardt has presented me with a new challenge that has peaked my interest. He wants me to try to combine this new virus with a B.O.W. Just imagine a walking plague carrier working in tandem with my various could spread it faster than the feeble minds who would try to counteract it. Sadly, to date I have only been able to meld the activation agent into the zombie, oh well at least it creates the illusion of it being a plague carrier. Although I am curious about the strange growth inside the pustules of my new creation. Oh well more to study. Fujikawa out."
"Just when you think Umbrella couldn't sink any lower," Chris said, anger seeping into his voice. He then pocketed the recorder and made to leave the room, with Rebecca following shortly behind. Had they been paying attention they would have heard Sheamus let out a series of small coughs.
"Bloody slime," Sheamus said, leaving the room to catch up to his teammates, "some must have gotten in my lungs."
So, what did you all think, worth the wait, just wanna smack me, or both?
Tried to introduce a new zombie type, cause, this is Umbrella we are talking about.
I sincerely doubt they were happy with plain old zombies that just shambled around and MIGHT evolve.
Also overall, I imagine this one arc going a anywhere from 3-5 more chapters.
As always constructive criticism is always appreciated!
So anyway till next time, Happy Holidays and…
-hits a button which prominently displays video from the Kijuju Outbreak-
The Apocalypse will be televised.
