Chapter 4 "Of infiltrations and unexpected meetings"

Installation 34 "the glittered Tiger"/ Subject holding cells

Mike was cold, terrified and alone. Several men in black gear had taken him from his apartment and hit his mum. Now after a long helicopter trip he had been thrown into a cold prison cell.

Trying his best not to cry he huddled up in a corner shivering and wanting nothing more than his mommy and daddy.

Footsteps out in the corridor and then the cell door opened and a tall man in a black suit entered with a man in a white lab coat behind him.

Walking into the room behind his boss Wesker, Stuart was anxious to see who would have to suffer these experiments. When his eyes fell on the small boy huddled in the corner he was horrified there was no way he could subject this young child to such horrors.

Wesker however smiled coldly, hardly suppressing his glee at seeing this child nearly brought to tears. It sickened Stuart greatly. He had to try and save this child

"Dr Whitmore I want this child brought to the front of the queue for testing the oh lets say the G-virus

Stuart's chest tightened at this "G" would cause the wildest mutations in the shortest amount of time

"Sir I believe that well I think that with a child this young it would be more appropriate no it would be more useful to test this child with an original strain of the progenitor virus

Weskers eyes hardened at this

"Why"

"Well a child this young still produces the necessary anti-stress hormones required to form a stable bond with the virus"

Stuart was sure that because the progenitor was generally unreactive in all but a few carriers that this could greatly increase the chance of the child's survival.

Wesker looked sceptical for a few seconds and Stuart thought that he wasn't going to buy it.

"Very well then Dr I want the preliminary report on my desk within the next 5 hours"

"Of course sir"

All this time Mike had been staring at these two strangers, his eyes wide open in fear. The man dressed in black terrified him and he didn't know why.

He REALLY wanted his mommy and daddy.

----50,000 Ft above the Atlantic Ocean----

Chris sat in the co-pilots seat staring into space. The past 5 hours had gone by quicker than he could have previously thought possible. Four minutes after he had told Clair the entire team had gathered in the lobby area of the hotel to find that the two receptionists were dead, a bullet in each of their heads.

Jill who had suffered only a minor head injury was already back on her feet running around much to Rebecca's annoyance who was busy trying to get her to lie back down.

Billy and Steve using the co-ordinates gained from the letter and combining them with a map had discovered the whereabouts of an Umbrella base.

Barry had asked to be excused for a moment so that he could go out to his car. Two minutes later he had returned with four caseloads of guns and five bulletproof vests. The rest of the team had stopped what they were doing to stare in shock. Barry had merely stated that he always travelled prepared.

Suddenly brought back to the present by Barrys voice Chris looked up at him

"Look Chris we will find him and we will save him ok?"

Chris attempted a smile at Barry's attempts to cheer him up

"Thanks Barry, im going back in there to run over the plan with the rest of the guys will you be ok on your own"

"Yeah go ahead buddy"

"Entering the passengers cabin Chris first saw Jill fidgeting on her chair with Clair and Rebecca both trying to cheer her up.

Both were failing miserably.

"Come on honey it'll be ok" Clair reassured

"No it wont be my babies all alone he cant survive he's only a six year old boy!"

Chris moved closer and wrapped his arms around her and she sobbed into his shoulder

"Its gonna be ok honey I promise we'll get him back.

Installation 34/ the glittered Tiger.

Wesker was furious a virus had been transmitted from one of the other Umbrella installations "the opal" and now all of the systems in the entire facility were down everything but the power for doors and lights. That meant all of the experiments were free to roam the corridors

"DAM get me this system operational in 10 minutes"

The technician this was addressed to fluttered like a leaf in the face of this mans fury

"bbb but sir I cccant"

Wesker growled before zipping across the room delivering a rocket punch directly to the mans stomach sending him through the opposite wall.

"Does anyone else have problems with 10 minutes"?

The technicians watching in fear suddenly bursting into a flurry of action each at their own terminal.

"Good"

B4/labs

Stuart Whitmore was in a panic. Power had suddenly been lost to the containment cells and the experiments had already killed several of his fellow scientists. But being a man of common sense he had grabbed several Vials of Salus and a handgun from his drawer he bolted for the armoury the room with the thickest door he could think of.

Walking slowly down the corridors he could hear nothing but screams in the distance

As he made it to the door he heard screams at the end of the corridor and as he looked up he seen three of his colleagues running towards him with several of the green and scaly MA-121's, nicknamed "Hunters" in close pursuit.

One of the hunters pounced on a fleeing male scientist skewering him on its outstretched claws a fountain of gore spewing from his chest and a silent scream on his lips.

Seeing this caused Stuart to start fumbling with this key card while listening to the frenzied beating of his heart. Finally getting it into the reader the door opened, Thank god power was still being supplied.

Quickly rushing through he looked back out. To suddenly have something push past him into the room, the door closing behind them plunging him into darkness with only the sound of his heavy breathing.

And something else's.

"Who's there"?

There was silence for a few moments when suddenly a female voice answered him

"Relax I'm human"

Heaving a heavy sigh of relief Stuart flipped the light switch and a beautiful young scientist came into view.

Wearing a similar lab coat to his own she had shoulder length brown hair and very dark brown eyes. He recognised her as Dr Maria Adel a pleasant scientist he always got along with.

"What's going on out there Whitmore"?

Stuart pressed his ear to the door he could hear the Hunters scratching at the door but the armoury doors where incredibly thick and sturdy.

"Its alright they cant get in here. Are you all right?"

"Im fine but those other two"

She looked grim but suddenly got up, picking up a magnum and several boxes of ammo

"Im not going to die here"

----Subject holding cells-----

Mike was now even more terrified he could hear screams of terror and pain coming from just outside his door. Huddling up in the corner of his cell he waited until the screams stopped suddenly, replaced by growling and heavy footsteps.

His breathing became more panicked as the footsteps approached until they were just outside his room.

He made silent whimpers crying to himself and whatever was outside seemed to have heard this as a terrifying screech sounded just outside the door.

Suddenly a claw shot through the door and then another. Mike stared in awed terror as the door was pulled off its hinges by a large green, scaly creature that stared at him with a terrible fury in its eyes.

It began to advance on him slowly making little hissing noises with each step until it was just inside the room then when it was sure that its prey wasn't going anywhere it let out a terrible screech and lunged at the boy.

Mike closed his eyes and waited for his premature death. But nothing happened. Opening his eyes he could see the creature struggling in the grip of a man in a black cloak.

Holding it by the scruff of the neck with one hand the man looked disappointedly at the creature

"Now now my scaly friend show some manners"

The hunter struggled violently trying to claw at the man until, obviously growing tired the man launched it through the opposite wall killing it instantly.

Mike once more stared in awe at his saviour, his caped crusader

"You saved me thanks so much"

After saying this the young lad sprang to his feet giving the man a hug

"What's your name"?

"Uh I'm Alastor pleased to meet you"

Alastor obviously had no experience with children and could only stare uncomfortably at the young child clinging to his waist.

"I'm Mike pleased to metcha"

"Right well ill see you later mike"

As he turned to leave he realised Mike had not let go

"You cant leave me hear on my own"

Sighing in defeat Alastor beckoned the child to follow him

"I like your hair and your cape how much did it cost? Where are you from? That's a nice walking stick. What was that monster that tried to eat me? Where are we?

Alastor sighed again; this mission was going to take a lot more than he had originally thought.

TBC

Blackobsideon: hello there I'm afraid Wesker had to step out to get his hair done so he will now be replaced by the much more socially capable NEMESIS

Nemesis: STARSSS

Blackobsideon: yes the man is useless

Nemesis: STARSSS

Blackobsideon: Your right, absolutely no talent

Nemesis: STARSSS

Blackobsideon: ok I'll address the audience. Well there's another chapter please R&R and as always I'm open to suggestions BYE

Nemesis: STARSSSSSSSS

Blackobsideon: yes yes ok Nemesis says goodbye as well.