Chapter 4
It had been a few days since Leon and Claire decided to take the vacation. They'd been discussing it, and decided to go to O'ahu Hawaii. A very isolated island, but a huge tourist attraction. Most of their plans had already been made out, but Claire still couldn't figure out why Leon wanted to keep it a secret from everyone.
'A surprise?…No that doesn't sound like something Leon would do, I mean come on, a surprise vacation? No.'
The thought befuddled her. It seemed like he just wanted the two of the to go. Heck, if that were it, she wouldn't mind, the only thing was, Chris, he'd be more of an obstacle now then ever, because Claire had made a few bad choices in the past year. Her depression and guilt over Steve led to some drug use. And when Chris found out, it wasn't pretty, but to everyone's relief, Claire stopped only three months into her using.
The more she thought about it the more this trip seemed difficult. She would need Chris' approval, which would probably be the hardest part, and not to mention everyone else. What if they didn't think it was a good idea?
It was beginning to stress her out, which she didn't need.
Claire looked around her room in hopes of finding something better to do. After a few minutes she gave up and grabbed the T.V. remote,
"Maybe something goods on" she mumbled to herself.
-In the Meantime-
The 121's had a magnificent response to the T-Veronica virus. Although it could only be spread through direct injection, the 121's showed promise. Their intelligence showed an increase of 36 percent and their muscle capacity grew by and astounding 50 percent. These "Hunters" as the employees called them, were a success.
Albert Wesker was proud. For if it weren't for him obtaining the T-Veronica from Burnside, these creatures would no more then a failed experiment.
Wesker watched through a reinforced window as an Olive Baboon was released into the 121's cage.
Within seconds a single 121 jumped on the primate and tore it's abdomen open. To Wesker, it was a beautiful site, but the only strange thing was that after the 121 knew it was dead, it didn't do anymore then sniff the dead corpse. It was as if it killed just for the fun and joy of killing.
Wesker reached for his walkie talkie. Holding it to his mouth, he pressed a button and spoke,
"I want the Papio Anubis corpse removed from the cage and put under a 24-hour watch.
"Yes sir" was the only response Wesker received.
Wesker smiled, an evil devilish smile. He was anxious to see how the corpse would respond to the infection. Since it was obvious the 121's were brutal, he needed something else to look forward to.
Until then, all he had to do was wait, to see if his beautiful success would create even more beautiful sucess.
Author's note: Sorry if the chapter seems a little brutal, but Resident Evil is a brutal game. And for those of you that dont know, Papio Anubis, is the scientific name for Olive Baboon.I had fun writing this chapter. And I'm sorry if any of you dont like the idea of Claire doing drugs, but its something I can picture her doing, especially in today's society. Well lemme know if ya like it,a dn as always constructive criticsim is welcome. I'll update as soon as possible.
Oh, and sorry its so short. I'll try to update within the next 3 weeks.
