Chapter 6: Aut vincere aut mori: Either Conquer or Die

Ada moved slowly through the brush, not wanting to set off alarms or alert any more beasts that might be lurking in the darkness that was slowly but surely taking over the jungle. The sun was going down and Ada had a sense that this place became very dangerous at night, the things that went bump in the night would want to pay her a visit. She pushed aside a giant banana leaf and moved forward, her eyes darting left, right, up, down, and center, a girl had to get her self covered when so far from home.

Ada stopped for a second and took out HUNK's PDA, checking the map once again. The GPS told her she was very close, yards away in fact. She blinked and looked at the surrounding area. According to the map the town where the outbreak was occurring was less than ten miles away from the facility on the other side. Andrew had said he would be waiting in the old church for her, after retrieving the sample…and Leon. She would also have to find some way to destroy the facility, burn it to the ground, kill everything inside. The usual routine, kill whatever looks like a new head growing on the hydra named Umbrella.

Ada put the PDA back in its place next to her gun and kept walking. Twilight came as she pushed through the last of the foliage, the red light of the sky revealing dark tan ruins with plants growing up every column. Some statues lay on their sides, whole and ancient, while others lay in pieces. Some stood proud and watching, some stood with only half their bodies. All were set up to make a long sort of corridor to a large stone temple whose exterior was crumbling from age. It was all like stepping into an Indiana Jones movie, what adventures and dangers lie ahead for her?

Ada tilted her head slightly, like she always did when she was contemplating something. She took in her surroundings, searching for a noise or any sign of life moving in the growing darkness. Ada reached over and flicked on her vest light, instantly illuminating anything she turned to. She crept cautiously toward the open corridor, looking everywhere very quickly, nothing moved so she went forward. Slowly Ada took out her Blacktail and pulled back the hammer, just in case something moved.

There was movement, slow movement, but movement none the less. Ada turned off her light quickly and pressed against a column, trying to blend in with the surroundings. The sun and almost fully set and the only light one could see was the slight tinge of red on the horizon. Ada watched as two figures walked from around a column, silent. She could barely make them out, but from the silhouette she saw they were both of human form. Ada took a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and put them on. She pressed a button on the side and the glasses went from dark to night vision, turning everything a ghostly green. Ada looked back at where the figures were, but they had disappeared. Ada cursed in her mind, not wanting to make any noise. She searched frantically around her, but nothing moved.

Ada started to get an uneasy feeling about this. She bit her lip and moved away from the column and into the corridor again. She raised her gun and walked, slowly turning as she did so, each footstep setting down onto the stone silently. Ada's breath sharpened as her heartbeat quickened, she never expected how frightening darkness would be out here, in the silence and out in the middle of the jungle. Second after second came, and the hairs stood up on Ada's neck.

Then something moved, quickly and suddenly, letting out a screech like a bat from Hell. Ada turned, her gun pointing towards a figure that stood only feet from her. It was human…in shape and that only. Its face was horribly mangled and contorted, like some morbid Picasso painting. It was pale white and blood stained with gases that oozed some dark dripping liquid. The ends of its finger her gone, revealing only bloody bone tips, as if it had tried to claw its way of something. Ada had not seen such a thing before in her life. What Ada supposed was its mouth opened to reveal jagged and mangled teeth that were brown with decay, it screeched again and lunged at Ada with incredible speed.

Ada had just seconds to dive out of the way. It was now on all fours where Ada had just been. She gasped and backed away as its head turn ed around on the monster's spine, Exorcist style and sent out another haunting scream. Ada opened fire, rounds tearing into its back, black blooms exploding from the entry holes. It flinched a bit and got up quickly and once again launched itself at Ada.

This time Ada had not moved and it jumped onto her, pushing her against a stone statue. Ada had managed to grab its wrists as it jumped onto her, pale thin legs wrapping around her waste. It was now screaming and screaming, high pitched and terrifying. The monster brought its face close to her and snapped at her, its teeth gnashing and emitting breath that smelled like rotting corpses in a dumpster. Ada gagged and tossed the creature away from her. She raised her gun again and pulled the trigger thee times, two shots landing in its chest and the other hitting the stone behind it. The creature stumbled, and Ada took this chance to run down the corridor toward the temple.

It was only one, but where was the other she had seen it with? Ada heard a clicking noise behind her as she ran. Not knowing what it was she turned a corner in the corridor made of stone pillars and halted. There was the other one, standing by a great stone mural, the same clicking noise she had heard moments ago, except it was coming from the others mouth.

Ada's eyes widened. They were communicating.

In the split second of realization Ada had she hadn't notice the one in front of her start to run at her, screaming terribly. The air was filled with the hellish sound now. Ada watched as it got closer and closer, thinking of what to do. Out of sudden instinct Ada turned her body, lifted her leg, curled her leg back and lashed out as the monster reached her. The kick hit the things head and it fell to the floor. In the next second Ada brought her heel down on its face. She could hear a crack, but it was still struggling. She holstered the Blacktail and grabbed the TMP that hung from her arm, pointing it at the creatures head as it clawed at her boot. She pilled the trigger and let out a stream of bullets, each colliding with the monster's skull with a wet crunch. Black blood flew up from it, hitting her boots and flecking bits of it on her thigh.

Ada stepped away, looking at it spasm and then stop moving, blood gushing out from what was once a horribly mangled face.

But Ada had no time to rest from the first kill; the other freak of nature was screaming the loudest it had ever. Ada had the sense that the monster knew its friend was dead. It came around the corner on all fours, looking around at her it let out a shriek. Ada narrowed her eyes and let go of the TMP and moved it up her shoulder more. The creature stared at her with white lifeless eyes, saliva dripping from its mouth. It was the first to move but and idea struck Ada moments before, and she was faster.

Ada reached down to her gun again, but did not go for it, instead grabbing the hook shot and bringing it in front of her. Ada lined up the shot as the monster came crawling towards her at an alarming pace. She pulled the trigger and the line shot out and sailed right through the monsters chest. The end of the line open and latched onto the things back, now it was stuck, a chord going right through it. Ada smiled and pressed the button to bring the line back in. The monster lurched forward being dragged on the ground, screaming, but this time in what Ada knew was pain.

Ada turned as the lined came in, running to the mural where the other had stood minuets before. Ada lifted a foot and ran up the wall, slamming the creature into the stone. Ada kicked off the wall and back flipped through the air. She landed and jerked the gun to the left, making the monster roll the left across the rough rock. Then with all the strength she could muster, Ada jerked the gun to the right, hoping for the affect she wished for. Ada smiled as it did. The monster was suddenly pulled to the right and flew through the air; slamming into a stone pillar with such force Ada heard a crunch even over its screams. It then fell to the floor with a loud thud and still dragged closer to Ada as the hookshot line retracted. With a swift kicked the chest the tip of the hookshot burst through the monster's chest and slid neatly back into the barrel.

Ada looked down at the dead creature, a pool of blood slowly growing from the large hole that went all the way through it. Ada kicked its head and looked up at the mural. She moved toward it and turned on her vest light, moving it slowly over the surface.

The mural depicted an offering to a god that sat in the clouds. Three people dressed as what Ada guessed as ancient holy men held up three objects toward the god. Ada's eyes narrowed as she looked at the three offerings. One was a bowl of red liquid, the other was dead goat, and the last was gone; only a small indent where it should be. Ada stepped back and looked around. Ada wasn't a genius but she guessed she needed the last offering to open the door.

But where was it?

Ada frowned and looked back at the round indentation. What could the third offering be? If only she knew what it was, then she would know what to look for.

Ada moved back down the corridor, retracing her steps. It had to be around here somewhere, it just had to be.

Flustered, Ada took out HUNK's PDA and searched through his files, trying to find anything to do with the opening of this place. She went through file after file but nothing had any smidge of information on the third offering. Ada sighed loudly and flipped through the pictures HUNK had on the device. Ada's eyes fell upon a blonde woman in a crimson red dress, sitting by a fire. Her face was slightly freckled, and her eyes were wild and almost insane looking. The file name read 'Natasha Dimitrov', the name seemed familiar. She had seen the name in one of the files before. Ada returned to the file section and flipped quickly through until she spotted her name under the file name 'Mem.Info'. Ada quickly scanned the file:

Blitzkrieg: Member Information

CONFIDENTIAL

Subject: Dimitrov, Natasha

Natasha to this day impresses me with her skill and abilities to get things done. She is, in my mind, the most qualified person to be Blitzkrieg's second in command. Born in Russia, Natasha grew up in a family of paid assassins, so from early age she knew the power of a well placed bullet. Sadly, her family was found by the Russian government and executed, forcing Natasha and her siblings to become orphans. She grew up in the countryside and soon, at the age of 18, left the place she had called home for years. Passionate to restart the family business Natasha got back into the profession of killing for money, taking to it like a fish to water. The government soon identified her as a threat and sought to capture and execute her, like they had done her parents. Natasha however, was more clever than her parents had been and evade capture, sometimes coming very close to being caught, but she always seemed to slip away just in time.

Wesker took an interest in her after hearing about her from 'a friend', he claims. He gave me the mission to hire her, and sent me a picture. When I saw her I was blown away, I could see why Wesker had taken an interest in the woman, she was beautiful. Wesker told me I could find her at her secure home in an undisclosed location. I soon found myself in a snowy location, and had to get passed the strictest of security to even TALK to Miss. Dimitrov. I soon was in her office, giving her a proposition straight from Wesker. Before I knew it Natasha was the first member of Blitzkrieg, and a strong one at that.

Ada looked up from the PDA. Natasha Dimitrov was an interesting character to say the least. Where did she stand in the little game?

"AH SHIT! FUCKING BITCH!"

Ada stiffened up and slid the PDA away. She grabbed her Blacktail and slid behind the nearest pillar. The sounds of cursing came from the mural; the voice had a heavy German accent and echoed around the stone, making it easy to hear every word the man spoke.

"God Damn it! Natasha won't be happy."

Ada's eyes narrowed and she peeked around the pillar, but saw nothing. There was that woman's name. She had to be involved with this, but wait; did that mean the man speaking was a member of the infamous Blitzkrieg? Ada leaned closer to the pillar as the man spoke again:

"Dead…yes…both of them…I have no clue where Wong is…no she hasn't entered the facility, she hasn't found the third offering…I'll try to find her, she must be around somewhere…yes I sure will fucking kill her, scratch that, I'll tear her limb from bloody limb!"

Ada smiled; anger never gave anyone the upper hand. As long as he was hot headed the man wouldn't think clearly. Why didn't people get that? Emotion was no good when a battle must be fought. Ada pulled back the hammer of her gun and braced herself. She could hear the man moving, his shoes hitting the rocks with a thud. She heard the cocking of a gun, and breathed in. Shotgun. Powerful no doubt, one hit would surely kill her is she didn't watch out.

"Ey Girly! I know your around here somewhere, come out from hiding and I'll promise to give you a good time."

Ada heard an evil chuckle that was too close. She took a few breaths in and reached a hand into her backpack, pulling out a fragment grenade. She smiled and gripped it tightly. Bastard would probably shoot at anything he saw move.

Ada pulled her arm back slowly and tossed the grenade around the pillar. Just as Ada anticipated she heard the shotgun fire and then the man curse as the grenade exploded.

Ada took the opportunity to move her position, the smoke still thick in the air.

"Fucking CUNT!"

Ada moved to another pillar, breathing quickly. At any second he could find her position with the slightest noise from her. She needed to be very careful.

"That was a good one, I have to admit. Fucking bitch…"

Another evil laugh, but this time Ada could tell it came from clenched teeth. Anger was hidden behind the fake laugh like a mine hidden beneath dirt.

"I'm going to find you; it's just a matter of seconds…"

Ada thought quickly, she needed another distraction, and soon. She didn't have all night to pussy-foot around. This guy needed to be taken out, and quickly. Ada gripped the Blacktail tighter, as if asking it to help her. No response came from the cold steel, and Ada had to admit she felt a bit betrayed. Ada closed her eyes and tilted her head back against the pillar.

Then something she hadn't anticipated happened. The fire of the shotgun pulled her from her thoughts and could feel the pillar shake as the blast hit it.

Shit, he found her.

Another blast from the shotgun and the pillar cracked all the way around. At first it just stood there, tilting a bit but then it fell towards her, Ada's eyes widened and she somersaulted out of the way.

Another shotgun blast hit the rock very near her, coming with another bark of maniacal laughter. Ada came to her feet and ran around the corner as she heard him cock the gun and fire it again, hitting the place where Ada's head had been seconds before. She was running towards the mural, the god looking down upon her.

That's when she saw it, glinting high above her, a glittering round sun emblem. It was embedded in the ceiling of the corridor, among paintings of angels and clouds. She could see words written around the sun, but she had no time to read it now as more Shotgun blasts followed her. Ada turned; she could hear him running down the corridor to where she was, he was just around the corner. Hiding behind a pillar was too obvious, but there was no other place to go. Ada looked frantically around, her eyes looking up at the ceiling she stopped. Ada smiled, a plan forming in her head.

Adolf turned the corner, sweating and panting from having run down the corridor with all his heavy equipment. His eyes swept the second part of the hall, seeing no sign of Wong. Behind one of the pillars? He smiled and wiped the sweat from his brow. Adolf held up the shotgun and cocked it menacingly.

"There's no where else to go now babe. Your dead just face it!"

Adolf laughed and scanned the pillars, looking for the slightest sign of her; a shoulder a boot, anything. Nothing was there. She must be making herself as small as possible. He chuckled and aimed his shotgun at a pillar; he pulled the trigger and watched an indent explode into the stone, bits of sandstone flying away leaving a puff of smoke in the air.

"Tick tock…"

Adolf shot another pillar, but nothing moved.

"Tick tock…"

Another puff of smoke and still nothing moved. He was starting to get a bit frustrated, but he wouldn't let it show. He just let am insane chuckle leave his lips and fired the shotgun again at a different pillar.

"Tick…"

Adolf heard the sliding of chord and the thud of someone landing on stone behind him. He had no time to look around as he felt the barrel of a gun press against the back of his head. With a band the gun fired and Adolf's eyes widened as a bullet came crashing through his skull and forced its way cleanly through his brain, exiting with an explosion of brain, blood and bone through his forehead.

"…Tock" Ada said as the man hit the stone.

She held the hookshot in her left hand and her Blacktail in her right. The pistol was still smoking from the one bullet that killed her enemy. She slid the gun back into its place and looked down at the man who was face down on the rock that was slowly being covered with the red pool of blood forming around his bleeding head.

"Don't play with the big kids if you can't play nice kid."

Ada smiled and stepped over his dead body, moving to where the sun was glittering among angels and clouds. This was it, the moment she had been waiting for. She was about to gain access to the Congo facility. Ada couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, thanking god for letting her get this far.

From here on out things would get much harder, much much harder.

Sherry made her way slowly down the prison hallway, glancing every now and then into the small windows of the cells. When she looked in she saw saddened and defeated people, waiting to die and wishing for it everyday. Some played with the scarps of the little food they gave them, others stayed away from it completely. Sherry looked back down the hall and blinked.

Natasha had called her into the special observation room that looked into the priority one prison cell. Usually the type of people who occupied priority one where large enemies to Umbrella or political candidates who needed some persuasion, Umbrella always wanted laws to be in favor of them. Sherry wondered who it could be this time; a president of some unknown country, or the prime minister of Canada? It could really be either or, Umbrella had no shame when taking prisoners. Sherry frowned at the fact of having to be in a room with Natasha, she always gave Sherry a funny feeling, like she was about to stab you. She was like a black widow spider, dangerous and beautiful, too beautiful to be trusted.

Sherry approached the door and reached into her lab coat's pocket to retrieve a red and black key card with her unsmiling picture on it. She slid it into the slot and a screen popped up above it with her identification information.

"For identification purposes, please speak your name clearly." A cool woman's voice spoke to her.

"Sherry Annette Birkin" Sherry answered plainly.

"Identity confirmed, thank you."

The door slid open with a mechanical click and Sherry stepped inside.

Sherry took in the small room. Everything was slightly dark, like an interrogation room, and the only piece of furniture was a small desk on the left wall that carried a laptop and some files. Directly in front of her stood Natasha with her back turned to her, facing the glass that looked into the prisoner's cell. In front of her was a panel of various buttons that controlled the cell.

"You wanted to see me Natasha?" Sherry held a clipboard to her chest.

"Ah, yez, come here Mizz. Birkin…" Natasha smiled.

Sherry blinked and stepped forward, her hair bobbing in its ponytail.

"Do you recognize zis man?" Natasha gestured toward a man sitting in the corner.

Sherry looked at him, taking in his features and searching her memory. Dirty blonde hair, wide shoulders, muscular, sharp face, sparkling blue eyes. His white t-shirt was tight against his chest and torso, and his faded jeans were slight loose and boot-cut. Sherry's eyes narrowed and she inhaled sharply. Natasha looked at her, a smirk creeping upon her face.

"Leon!" Sherry pressed against the glass, her heart beating fast.

Hoe could this be? Six years since she'd seen him and now he was stuck in some prison in the Congo of all places? How had this happened, WHY had this happened? Not of it made sense as thoughts and feelings roared through Sherry like a tsunami. Questions stung at her and tears threatened to erupt from her eyes, but she held them back the best she could, not wanting to show Natasha she was weak.

Sherry curled a fist and pounded on the glass.

"Leon! Leon! LEON!"

Natasha grabbed Sherry fist and flung her away from the glass with power she had not expected. Sherry stumbled backwards for a few seconds and then fell to the floor, landing with a painful thud on her bottom. Sherry winced and looked up at Natasha, who was looking through the glass again. Sherry shuddered and sat up a bit more. Natasha turned to look at Sherry.

"I am guezzing zat iz a yez?"

Sherry frowned and looked down at her white lab coat. She didn't want to answer; she didn't even want to be here. All Sherry wanted to do was open the cell and get Leon the hell out of here. She wanted to save Leon the way Leon and Claire saved her from Raccoon City. Sherry felt a great burst of pain from her heart, not physical but emotional. She owed them so much, and this was her opportunity to pay Leon back.

"Vesker sayz zat he is quite skilled, iz he not?" Natasha tilted her had menacingly.

Sherry just nodded, not bothering to speak or look at her.

"He also sayz zat he iz to give Fenrir a great challenge" Natasha let out a soft chuckle.

Sherry looked up into her piercing eyes, a look of fear etched on her young face. No, not Fenrir the wolf. No one they had thrown in there ever lasted more than a few minuets.

"No…Natasha no! Please don't!" Sherry stood up, stepping closer to her.

Natasha looked at Sherry as if she were some revolting creature and stepped backward.

"Zat, dear, iz not up to you" She smirked with a look of disgust in her eyes.

Natasha looked back at Leon, the look upon her pale and freckled face unreadable. Sherry didn't know what the woman might be thinking, but she guessed it could not be anything good. Would she really throw Leon to that horrid wolf? Surely Leon would die within moments, but then again he had survived the incident in Raccoon City, and her father's attack on him. Sherry shot down that thought as she remembered that during that night Leon had been equipped with an arsenal of guns. Sherry sighed and looked at Leon, huddled in the corner and staring at the window they were behind. He had heard Sherry beat against it; would he know it was her? Had he been caught trying to save her? The idea almost brought a tear to her eyes and a smile to her face.

Sherry looked at Natasha as she bent forward and pressed a button; a button Sherry knew would release sleeping gas into the cell. She took a deep breath in as she heard the soft whir of fans as they started to blow the gas into the cell.

Sherry could Leon getting to his feet, looking around, trying to find where the noise was coming from. The air in the cell slowly became hazy and Leon's movements started to slow down. Before she knew it, he was down on his knees, his eyelids flickering. Within seconds he fell forward and passed out.

Sherry looked at Natasha who had a triumphant smile upon her face.

At that moment Sherry wanted to lash out and snap her neck.

Ada had gotten in without detection. With well placed bullets that sprang out from her now silenced Blacktail. All she needed to do know was find the security room and see where the hell Leon was, and after that she would need to get her hands on a sample of this new virus. HUNK's PDA turned out more useful then Ada had once thought; it contained codes needed for doors and the code to override the security system. This was excellent, besides the fact that she needed to do it manually. According to the map of the facility (found right after the map of the jungle in her trusty PDA) these hallways she was walking through were nothing but security ways, used in case someone breached the entrance. The real entrance to the facility was very close now. The entrance required some kind of security key, but Ada was confident that the card she had pilfered from the last guard would work.

Ada turned a corner and stopped, up ahead were two men in full combat gear, helmets and everything. Ada chuckled; the outfit was very like the old Umbrella gear. All black and Kevlar. They stood there with AK47s, ready to mow down any intruder that dared get close. Ada hugged the wall around the corner, pressing her back to the cold metal. What was the plan of action? Ada looked all around until her eyes fell upon a grate in the ceiling.

The ventilation system. An underground place like this needed fresh air.

Ada pointed the silenced Blacktail at a corner of the grate and fired. It came loose. Then another corner and another until the very last one. Ada needed to be very careful, she did not want the grate to fall and alert the guards. Ada stood under it; her right hand held the gun that pointed at the grate's corner and her left was ready to catch it when it fell. Ada squeezed the trigger and the grate came falling towards her. She reached out a hand and caught it just time, seconds before it hit the floor. Ada sighed and set it down gently.

Now to get up to the hole. Ada ran at the opposite wall and kicked off of it with one boot. She then reached up with both hands and grabbed onto the edge of the opening. Ada breathed in and pulled herself into the whole, getting half of her body into the shaft. With another heave she managed to pull all of herself in. Ada mentally patted herself on the back and started off down the shaft, taking out the PDA to see where she was going.

As Ada passed over the guards she could heart their faint conversation, but it was nothing but muffled voices, like someone put a pillow around her head. She moved slowly through the vent, not wanting to make any noise that would give away her position. Ada bit her lip and moved on for about ten feet and checked the PDA again; just a little further. Ada would have to exit through the next grate the came to.

It suddenly struck Ada how absurd it was for her to be crawling through a shaft like this. She felt ashamed that she had to be reduced to this Mission Impossible like tactic, so cheesy and over done. Many thought it was exciting to infiltrate buildings like this, Ada just found it cramped and uncomfortable. Ada sighed and turned a small corner, spotting a grate just ahead. She smiled and moved closer to it, getting nearer and nearer. She couldn't wait to leave this gopher hole of a vent.

Then she heard the groaning of metal and felt the vent she was crawling through bend slightly. Ada's eyes widened slightly and the heard the groan again and the bolts that held the shaft up gave to Ada's weight. The shaft broke and Ada was falling. Everything has happened to fast she couldn't get a grip on what was happening. Seconds later she landed on hard tile and yelled out and pain erupted from her hip and shoulder.

Ada lay there for a few seconds, letting the pain throb in its place, her eyes closed tight. It didn't feel broken; she knew that feeling from falling down that damned shaft under Raccoon City. No, she had just hit the ground very very hard. After a few minuets of wallowing in her pain, rolling left and right a bit, Ada sat up slightly, opening her eyes. Little flashes of white speckled her vision as she blinked to get the blurriness away. Ada reached up a hand and massaged her eyes and then opened them again, taking in her location.

It looked like she was in some kind of lobby of a high class hotel. The floor was the whitest of marble tile, and the pillars that held up the ceiling were made of solid black marble, flecked with white. Behind her was a metal entry way with the Umbrella symbol on it, beyond which were the guards Ada had avoided by climbing into the vents. All around her the walls were a metallic silver, window less and tall. Before her was a black desk with a glass top and behind it a wooden door with the Umbrella symbols shinning in the fluorescent light.

Ada blinked. This hadn't been what she was expecting. Instead she had thought of an industrial type of layout with rusted iron walls and grates for floors, instead she had gotten nothing short of Trump Tower. Wesker must have spent a pretty penny on this lab. Ada chuckled, silly her, Wesker didn't pay for this place; Corporation S did.

Ada moved toward the desk and looked at what it was on its desktop. Just a regular computer screen and keyboard, no receptionist or guard in sight. Something about the emptiness of this place bothered her. Ada moved around the desk and sat down in the small leather chair, pulling the keyboard closer and looking at the screen. It required a password to use. Ada rolled her eyes and opened the PDA, searching for the file that held HUNK's personal log-in information. After a few moments of flipping through files she found it.

Ada typed in HUNK's password and clicked 'enter'. The box asking for the password disappeared and was replaced with a home screen and a small message that said 'Good Evening Mr. Death'. Ada snorted, Mr. Death? She wanted to laugh, but didn't have the time. Ada searched the desktop for the application that would open the damned door behind her and finally found it, a small box that opened up in the corner:

Entrance Lockdown Override: Please enter correct password

Ada looked back at the PDA and then back at the screen, moving her hand over the keys. She typed the pass code quickly:

6736

There was a click and then a beep. Ada heard the wooden doors open slowly and turned around.

She had no time to react; she had not been expecting it. Before Ada could move a hand to her gun something shot into her neck and injected an orange liquid. Ada gasped and fell sideways off the leather chair onto the cold marble once again. What was happening? Ada tried to get grips with the scene occurring in front of her, but reality was starting to go hazy and a warm feeling was spreading from her neck, making its way through her body. She could feel her limbs going limp and numb and no matter what she did Ada could not move them. Her vision started to blur as she heard the clicking of heels moving towards her. She tried to speak but found that only soft moans came from her slightly open mouth.

There was a small laugh as the clicking stopped, very close to Ada.

"Velcome Mizz. Vong, ve have been expecting you."

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