Ch. 4: Our Little Secret
Standing up, Jayde could feel the blood rushing to her head. Stumbling, she took a seat in a bullet riddled chair. "Give me a moment." Leaning back, she shut her eyes. Taking in deep breaths she could almost escape from this nightmare. Back to when she first learned of her promotion. Back to when she first met Wesker.
Jayde had joined S.T.A.R.S. straight out of college. Growing up a local girl she'd rather defend her hometown than travel off to corporations with a degree in virology. She'd put up with the hazing and brutal training programs and secured her place on Bravo Team. It wasn't long before the captain of Alpha team took an interest in her.
Marksmanship is fantastic - if only I could get her to take off those damn headphones!" Richard had beamed when Wesker asked about her. He began showing up at practice missions and training sessions, keeping close watch on Jayde.
"Talent like this shouldn't be wasted," he said, approaching her. She could see her reflection in his dark shades. "We could use you on Alpha Team." He stood close to her now, looking her over. It was almost as if his gaze could pierce her flesh. "Perhaps we could come to some sort of arrangement?" He reached into his breast pocket and fished out a plain white business card with an address printed in red. "Meet me here at 5 o'clock sharp tomorrow."
Jayde didn't hesitate. The next day she drove her beat up Rodeo down to the edge of Raccoon Forest, to an abandoned lab. A pharmaceutical corporation had built it in hopes of competing and eventually buying Umbrella. But the challenge had proved too much and the lab closed within a year.
As promised, Wesker was there in a long black jacket carrying an old, beaten up black briefcase/ Whenever she would inquire as to its contents the answer was always the same: "Its our little secret." Though it seemed odd, she continued transporting him between the lab and his apartment. Hell, if he asked her to bungee jump off the Space Needle for a spot on Alpha, she's probably do it. One day, long after she'd stopped asking about the briefcase he placed a hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear: "Do you really want to know what's in here?" Feeling his hot breath on her skin she barely managed a nod. "This is an enzyme, created in this very lab for Umbrella. Its one of the final steps in the completion of something that will make us all very, very rich. He leaned in and kissed her cheek, allowing his lips to linger for a moment. "And you are one step closer to playing for my team."
Opening her eyes she re-entered the horror. Billy stood over her, watching. Rubbing her head, she stood up once more. "Slight concussion probably. Nothing major." She headed down the hatch, not knowing exactly where she was leading the,. Stopping, she read the sign above the nearest door. "In here. We can grab the controls and hopefully stop this damn thing."
The panels of flashing lights confused her. Billy ran his fingers along the buttons and studied each monitor closely. Nodding, he motioned toward a lever. "The breaks are a two part system. One of us has to engage them in the rear." He let his gaze drift between the two women. Jayde took a deep sigh.
"Yup. I'll go. Course. Nominate the captain." she started to pace. Do I even get a chance to recover? But I swear, if you so much as touch one hair on her head you'll be missing a lot more downstairs." She made her way through the compartments, stopping only to shoot anything that got in her way. The rain pelted and stung her skin as she made her way toward the lever. Soaking and annoyed, she thrust it down as hard as she could. Immediately, she could smell a burning stench and felt the train shudder. She jostled between the seats, fighting to keep her balance back toward the front controls. As her hand reached for the door the train slid to a stop, slamming into something very solid.
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A/N: Long time, no update. Long time, no computer either. *sigh* Sinn will be joining us in later chapters. He's a very interesting character, although not really my bitch. I was asked to clarify.
I'm working on like 3 other fics at the moment, so bear with me.
