Chapter 3: New Friends, Old Enemies
Barry and Rebecca sat in the cold dungeon cell wondering what was going to happen to them, and how the hell Wesker was still alive. "Barry, I'm scared." "Don't worry Becky, Leon and Jill will find us. After all, they have the file that mentions this place, and if I know our friends, they'll make this their next stop. And you never know, they might even bring Chris and Claire with them." "I can't wait to get my hands on Captain Wesker." "Same here. And this time, we'll make sure that bastard stays dead. I'll never forgive myself for my betrayal at Spencer's, and I'll never forgive that sonuvabitch for threatening my family."
"I guess I'm supposed to be scared now eh, Burton?" The two captives hadn't realized that Wesker had entered the room and overheard part of their conversation. "How brave we've become. I guess you didn't tell Rebecca how quickly you cowered when I threatened to separate you and your family, permanently." Wesker seemed amused and continued taunting the prisoners, "I couldn't believe how quickly he buckled. He could've broken me in half, but instead he just let me control him. It really was priceless, knowing I had one of the most reliable S.T.A.R.S members in the palm of my hand. Go ahead big man, tell her about your forced betrayal, and about the truth behind Bravo Team's forced landing." "Barry? What does he mean?" Asked Rebecca, afraid of the answer. "Aw, you mean you haven't figured it out yet, after all these months? I thought you were a borderline genius, Miss Chambers." "What is he talking about Barry?" "I..." Barry hesitated, "I planted a bomb in the engine of your team's chopper. When Wesker radioed me with the order, I detonated it." "Oh Barry, you didn't." Rebecca couldn't believe it, she was shocked and hurt, but she was trying to understand Barry's position, and realized he didn't really have a choice. With a wife and two young daughter's at the mercy of a madman, Barry did what he had to in order to protect them. "YOU BASTARD!!" Barry screamed as he took a swing at Wesker through the bars of the cell. Wesker dodged the blow and laughed. "What're you going to do to us?" Rebecca asked. "That's a surprise, and I have another little surprise prepared for you Rebecca, but you'll just have to be patient. All will be revealed, in due time. Right now, I have some other matters to attend to, so in the meantime, enjoy your stay."
"Is that everything?" asked Chris. Jill replied, "Yeah. Tell the pilot to take off, and to maintain radio silence until we contact him to come pick us up." "Look at this place," said Claire. "I can't believe Umbrella used this place for their experiments for nearly thirty years." "Hey, maybe after we clean up this mess, we can come back for a vacation." Leon joked. "No thanks," said Claire, "I've had enough island adventures for one lifetime." Everyone knew she was partially referring to Rockfort Island, but they chuckled anyway, glad that Claire was trying to joke about her ordeal.
Unbeknownst to the visitors, they were being watched from behind some barrels that were just a little further up the beach. "Who are they?" A small voice asked in a near-whisper. Another, deeper voice responded, "I don't know, but judging from all that stuff, they probably work for Umbrella." They turned around and started back toward the jungle, but the smaller of the two accidently knocked a wrench off the barrels. "Run!" said the larger of the two.
Chris was the one who heard it. "Hey, who's there!?" The others turned and saw the bushes shaking, and they quickly joined Chris and went to investigate. They must have gone about fifty yards when they heard a high pitched scream pierce the quiet air. They ran another twenty yards or so, when they saw about a dozen of the undead terrorizing what looked like two kids.
Blam! Blam! Blam! Leon's prized Desert Eagle magnum went off, and three of the rotting creatures' heads were disintegrated by the impact of the powerful rounds. Claire quickly dispatched three more as did Jill. The last three were disposed of by three well-placed shots to their temples by Chris. The foursome approached the would-be victims and realized that they were kids. A small girl, about twelve-years-old, with blond hair was holding onto an older boy, about sixteen years of age. It was obvious to all that they were siblings. "Thanks," said the boy. Claire approached them and asked for their names. "I'm David Barrett, and this is my sister, Annie." "Hi, I'm Claire Redfield, this is my older brother Chris, and those two over there are Leon Kennedy and Jill Valentine."
Annie took the foursome by surprise with her question, "Do you work for Umbrella?" "No, in fact we came to stop them." Answered Jill. "What do you know of Umbrella?" Asked Chris, and if Annie's question was unexpected, David's next statement was downright shocking, "They...they KILLED OUR PARENTS!!"
Barry and Rebecca sat in the cold dungeon cell wondering what was going to happen to them, and how the hell Wesker was still alive. "Barry, I'm scared." "Don't worry Becky, Leon and Jill will find us. After all, they have the file that mentions this place, and if I know our friends, they'll make this their next stop. And you never know, they might even bring Chris and Claire with them." "I can't wait to get my hands on Captain Wesker." "Same here. And this time, we'll make sure that bastard stays dead. I'll never forgive myself for my betrayal at Spencer's, and I'll never forgive that sonuvabitch for threatening my family."
"I guess I'm supposed to be scared now eh, Burton?" The two captives hadn't realized that Wesker had entered the room and overheard part of their conversation. "How brave we've become. I guess you didn't tell Rebecca how quickly you cowered when I threatened to separate you and your family, permanently." Wesker seemed amused and continued taunting the prisoners, "I couldn't believe how quickly he buckled. He could've broken me in half, but instead he just let me control him. It really was priceless, knowing I had one of the most reliable S.T.A.R.S members in the palm of my hand. Go ahead big man, tell her about your forced betrayal, and about the truth behind Bravo Team's forced landing." "Barry? What does he mean?" Asked Rebecca, afraid of the answer. "Aw, you mean you haven't figured it out yet, after all these months? I thought you were a borderline genius, Miss Chambers." "What is he talking about Barry?" "I..." Barry hesitated, "I planted a bomb in the engine of your team's chopper. When Wesker radioed me with the order, I detonated it." "Oh Barry, you didn't." Rebecca couldn't believe it, she was shocked and hurt, but she was trying to understand Barry's position, and realized he didn't really have a choice. With a wife and two young daughter's at the mercy of a madman, Barry did what he had to in order to protect them. "YOU BASTARD!!" Barry screamed as he took a swing at Wesker through the bars of the cell. Wesker dodged the blow and laughed. "What're you going to do to us?" Rebecca asked. "That's a surprise, and I have another little surprise prepared for you Rebecca, but you'll just have to be patient. All will be revealed, in due time. Right now, I have some other matters to attend to, so in the meantime, enjoy your stay."
"Is that everything?" asked Chris. Jill replied, "Yeah. Tell the pilot to take off, and to maintain radio silence until we contact him to come pick us up." "Look at this place," said Claire. "I can't believe Umbrella used this place for their experiments for nearly thirty years." "Hey, maybe after we clean up this mess, we can come back for a vacation." Leon joked. "No thanks," said Claire, "I've had enough island adventures for one lifetime." Everyone knew she was partially referring to Rockfort Island, but they chuckled anyway, glad that Claire was trying to joke about her ordeal.
Unbeknownst to the visitors, they were being watched from behind some barrels that were just a little further up the beach. "Who are they?" A small voice asked in a near-whisper. Another, deeper voice responded, "I don't know, but judging from all that stuff, they probably work for Umbrella." They turned around and started back toward the jungle, but the smaller of the two accidently knocked a wrench off the barrels. "Run!" said the larger of the two.
Chris was the one who heard it. "Hey, who's there!?" The others turned and saw the bushes shaking, and they quickly joined Chris and went to investigate. They must have gone about fifty yards when they heard a high pitched scream pierce the quiet air. They ran another twenty yards or so, when they saw about a dozen of the undead terrorizing what looked like two kids.
Blam! Blam! Blam! Leon's prized Desert Eagle magnum went off, and three of the rotting creatures' heads were disintegrated by the impact of the powerful rounds. Claire quickly dispatched three more as did Jill. The last three were disposed of by three well-placed shots to their temples by Chris. The foursome approached the would-be victims and realized that they were kids. A small girl, about twelve-years-old, with blond hair was holding onto an older boy, about sixteen years of age. It was obvious to all that they were siblings. "Thanks," said the boy. Claire approached them and asked for their names. "I'm David Barrett, and this is my sister, Annie." "Hi, I'm Claire Redfield, this is my older brother Chris, and those two over there are Leon Kennedy and Jill Valentine."
Annie took the foursome by surprise with her question, "Do you work for Umbrella?" "No, in fact we came to stop them." Answered Jill. "What do you know of Umbrella?" Asked Chris, and if Annie's question was unexpected, David's next statement was downright shocking, "They...they KILLED OUR PARENTS!!"