Started this chapter sooner than I thought I would, I ain't gonna complain of course, I actually want to finish this story as soon as possible, and if fifteen chapters is the target, that leaves nine. Again, it depends on how much I write in each chapter. If I keep writing as much as I am right now, then it's possible. Also, I'm aware the Research Center is called the Training Facility but I just wanted to use the former because I thought it sounded better with the whole, scientists doing secret experiments and whatnot.
I'll also say once more, that I'm gonna skip most puzzles that aren't necessary so the story can progress much quicker without it getting boring and frustrating, I've read stories like that and they're not a fun read.
Disclaimer: Resident Evil and its characters belong to Capcom obviously, any Original characters in this story belong to me.
Chapter 6:
'Locked Doors'
Umbrella Research Center
'Rebecca, Billy, Bryan, Danny'
Now that they were no longer on a speeding train that was at risk of crashing, the four survivors took the opportunity to rest as much as they could, knowing that they would need to be as ready as possible for whatever else they were going to run into.
Of the four of them, Bryan needed to rest until his knee had recovered enough that he could walk without it slowing him down.
However, rather than wait, Billy decided to check things out, thinking that finding an exit they could use later would be of some use. Rebecca wasn't against the idea, but protested when Danny volunteered to help out.
"Don't worry, Billy did say he was just going to go and check things out right? So all we're gonna do is look around, see what we can find, like an exit, and then we'll come back here. Hopefully Bryan will be able to walk by then." Danny explained.
Rebecca just let out a frustrated sigh and looked over at Billy, asking, "And you're okay with this?"
Billy shrugged, "I'll keep an eye on him, don't worry."
The STARS officer didn't have much of a choice and just relented. "Fine, but if you run into any trouble, you come back here immediately. Got it?"
Danny nodded, "Yeah whatever. Look after my guitar will you?" Danny said as he put the guitar case down the floor before following Billy upstairs.
"Be careful! And call me on the radio if you find anything!" Rebecca shouted, hoping the two heard her before they entered one of the rooms upstairs.
Bryan watched and waited until Rebecca sat down before asking, "Are you okay?"
Rebecca nodded, "Yes, I'm just...stressed out right now. Between trying to protect two unarmed civilians while making sure a fugitive doesn't get away, and trying to survive zombies and monsters at the same time...I...ugh." Rebecca groaned, facepalming.
"I don't blame you. Any police officer would get stressed out under these kind of circumstances." Bryan replied.
The STARS medic nodded, "You can say that again."
Bryan then offered her a comforting smile, "Hey, you've done a great job so far though, haven't you? In fact, you've done better than what most police officers could probably do. That's why you're in STARS, right?"
Rebecca managed to smile a little at that, replying, "I appreciate the compliment, but really, I think I've just gotten lucky so far. There's no telling what else we're going to run into around here, but I know if I make one mistake, just one tiny little mistake..."
"We won't let you." Bryan interrupted. "That's why we're working together, right? To back each other up, to make sure neither of us make a mistake that could cost us our lives." He looked back at her, adding, "I think you're not giving yourself enough credit. Me and Danny are still alive, and it's thanks to you."
Rebecca shook her head, "Thanks to Billy you mean."
Bryan shrugged, "Ok yeah, but that doesn't mean you haven't done anything. I know I'm not much help right now, but I'm gonna try and do whatever I can to help as soon as I'm back on my feet."
"It's my job to make sure you don't have to do that Bryan. I can't ask you to put your life at risk." Rebecca replied.
The young teen shook his head, "I know that, but I also know you and Billy can't focus on protecting us while trying to do everything else at the same time, like fighting off monsters."
Just then, a thought occurred to him, "Hey, um, I do have an idea, if you're okay with it that is."
The STARS medic gave him a curious look, "What is it?"
"Do you think you could, maybe, show me how to use a gun?" Bryan asked.
Rebecca was about to protest, but stopped. She thought about it for a moment, and considered everything else he just said, and she had to admit he had a point.
She won't be able to handle everything, and neither can Billy, and if Bryan and Danny can at least defend themselves, knowing how to use a gun would be a big help and somewhat increase their chances of survival.
Taking her handgun out, Rebecca checked how many bullets were inside before showing it to Bryan, "You can start by learning how to use this."
Bryan nodded, "Ok, a handgun, those are pretty simple and straightforward I'd imagine. So, where do we start? Pulling the trigger?"
"We'll start with how many bullets are inside." Rebecca replied. "Because if you find yourself facing down a zombie and try to shoot it, only to find there are no bullets, well, I'm sure I don't need to explain the rest."
The young teen started to look nervous now, "Y-Yeah...I guess you have a point."
Rebecca tilted her head at him, adding, "It will be really helpful to know how to reload, and how to do it as quickly as you can. The faster you can ready a new magazine, the better your chances will be." She smiled a little, "Still want to know how to use one?"
"Don't leave anything out." Was all Bryan said.
Umbrella Research Center
'Billy, Danny'
A lecture room was the first room Billy and Danny found themselves exploring, and despite their best efforts looking for anything of importance, they ultimately kept coming back to the lectern at the end in the center overlooking the rest of the room.
There was clearly something important on the small computer, but without an MO Disk, they couldn't access it.
While giving the room one last search, Billy looked over and caught Danny messing around with a typewriter in the corner. He had to ask, "What are you doing?"
Danny stopped typing and looked back at him, replying, "Oh! Well I just figured it would be a good idea to save a record of everything we're doing, everything that's happened, since getting on the train to it getting attacked and then crashing, and then ending up in an Umbrella Research place."
Billy just stared at him for a moment, "...I don't think that's going to be of much use Danny."
The young rock star stopped typing and sighed, "I know. Too bad saving is only a thing in video games."
"This isn't a video game though, keep that in mind." Billy said as he looked around some more. "This is real, and you only have one life, so you can't be reckless."
Danny looked over at him again, asking, "Did you ever play video games Billy?"
Billy raised a brow at his question, "Do you really think this is the time to be asking questions like that?"
"Well, so far we haven't ran into anything, why not?" Danny asked.
A sigh, and Billy said, "Yeah, I played video games, not as much as you probably do though."
"Did." Danny corrected him. "Not as much as I did. Ever since we started up our band, I just don't have time to do that anymore. So I just let Bryan or one of the others play them while I watch. You know, sometimes, it feels like watching your friends play video games is a lot more fun than playing them yourself."
Billy nodded, "Yeah, sure."
While looking around the desks, a piece of paper caught Danny's eye. "What do we have here." He picked it up, looking at it for a moment before calling over Billy, "Hey Billy, check this out." He said as he started to read the paper out loud.
'Regulations for Trainees and Training Facility Mission.
This training facility will raise a new generation of model employees to serve the future of Umbrella Corp.
Applying the strictest and most rigorous training standards, this facility will, without regard for gender, race, or creed, produce only the best candidates to be the future global leaders of Umbrella Corporation.
We look forward to the development of your leadership qualities.
Training Facility Guidelines.
Discipline. Obedience. Unity.
These three words are the basic principles which govern Umbrella Corporation employees, and are to be considered the law of this facility.
Keep these words in mind at all times. Devote yourselves to your training, and bring honour to yourselves and the corporation.
James Marcus, Director.
Umbrella Corporation Management Training Facility.'
Danny just stared at the paper for a long moment, then looked up at Billy, "Wow, this place sounds like a fucking prison."
"Or worse." Billy said. "If that's even possible."
The young teen started to look nervous, "I'm...starting to hate this place already Billy, we should probably move, and find an exit as soon as possible."
Billy chuckled, "Don't have to tell me that. Come on, let's check one of these rooms."
When they made it to the door in the corner of the room, Billy kept his handgun raised while using his other hand to open the door.
Nothing so far.
They entered the corridor, and slowly made their way to the corner.
Billy barely made it before a zombie lunged at him from around the corner, pushing him up against the wall as it tried to bite his neck.
Danny quickly jumped in to help, using the knife Billy gave him and, hesitated.
"Danny!" Billy shouted as he tried to keep the zombie from biting him.
The young teen quickly broke out of his hesitation though and grit his teeth as he stabbed the knife right into the back of the zombies head.
It ceased to move, and Billy was able to push it off him. He looked at Danny for a moment before reaching down for the knife, pulling it out and wiping the blood off of it, and handing it back to Danny. "Look, don't hesitate. If you do, that's when you've lost."
Danny took the knife and shook his head, looking a bit, shaken. "S-Sorry it's just...oh man, I've never used a knife to kill someone. I mean, I could never use a knife to kill someone and...well, you know."
"I get it. You don't know what it feels like to stab someone with a knife, or shoot them with a gun. This is as close as you'll get to it, except they're already dead. Keep that in mind next time if I get caught off guard again." Billy explained. He looked down the corridor and saw another zombie limping towards them.
The former soldier aimed carefully and shot it in the head. When it fell, Billy turned and asked, "How did you know to stab it in the head?"
Danny shrugged, "I just watched you man. When we were going through the train earlier, I noticed that you kept shooting the zombies in the head, and I also noticed that shooting them in the head put them down permanently. So from that, I assumed that destroying the brain, if there even is anything left of it, was the only way to take it down."
Billy nodded, looking back down at the zombie Danny stabbed, replying, "Good. That means you're learning quick, and that's just what we need. As long as you know how to take them out efficiently, that's all that matters, come on." He said leading the way down the corridor.
Checking out the double doors along the way, Danny said, "Let's check in here. Usually double doors is a good sign."
"Since when?" Billy asked as he carefully opened the door.
Danny opened the other door, holding the knife tightly in his hand as he replied, "Well I picture double doors in my head as an entrance, and an exit. So that way-"
Billy interrupted him. "You think it'll bring some form of good luck that we'll get an exit and allow us to get out of here."
"Pretty much." Danny said.
The former soldier just rolled his eyes with an amused smirk as they entered the main library.
When he saw a map of the facility on the desk opposite the doors, Danny approached it, taking a good look. "Perfect. This map will help us get around the place a lot quicker, it might even save us from having to do some really stupid stuff."
"Define stupid stuff Danny." Billy asked as he searched the library.
Danny thought for a moment, then replied, "I dunno, maybe something like having to find pieces of a statue that opens a secret passageway? Or, find two keys that are required to open a single door?"
Billy turned and stared at him. Danny raised his hands, adding, "Puzzles in video games do it all the time."
The former soldier got back to searching the library, while Danny started doing some searching of his own.
It didn't take long before Billy's search led him to the locked door next to the main desk.
When Danny approached, he looked at the door for a second, then turned to Billy, "So, any idea where the key might be?" He asked, showing the map in his hands.
Billy looked at the door for a moment, then turned to the painting next to it. A long moment of silence went by as he looked back and forth, before eventually speaking up, "The key might be closer than we think."
Danny looked at him, confused, and asked, "Why is that? Did you think of something?"
Billy pointed to the painting. "Look at the painting, do you notice anything?"
"Hmm, well, there's an old man it, and it says 'This light will guide you to a greater truth.' And the candle in the painting looks, exactly the same as the one next to the door here." Danny replied.
The former soldier nodded, "Exactly." He looked at the burnt out candle next to the door, adding, "I'm gonna take a wild guess that the candle is the key."
Danny facepalmed, letting out a frustrated groan. "What's wrong?" Billy asked.
"This right here, is what I meant by stupid stuff. Ugh, whatever, do you have a lighter?" Danny asked.
Billy nodded. "Yeah, I've got one here." He said, taking the lighter out of his pocket. When he tried, and failed, to light the candle, he quietly muttered, "...Shit."
The young rock star just stared at him with a neutral expression, quietly asking him, "It's empty...isn't it?"
"...Yeah." Was all Billy said.
Danny sat down on the main desk, quiet for a moment, before asking, "So...any other ideas?"
Billy shrugged, "The only thing I can think of is finding some lighter fluid."
"Ok. Do you have any idea where would be a good place to check?" Danny asked.
The former soldier thought for a moment, replying, "A kitchen would be the most likely place to find it."
Danny got to his feet, showing Billy the map, "That, would be on the first floor right next to the main hall."
"Guess we're heading back then, aren't we?" Billy said with a chuckle before leading the way back.
Of course, Danny wasn't as amused, quietly muttering to himself as he followed, "And this is where the tedium starts."
Umbrella Research Center
'Rebecca, Bryan'
So far everything was going well with Bryan learning how to use a gun.
He practiced reloading over and over, making sure he had it down to the point that he could do it without needing to look.
When he got that down with no problems, Rebecca had made sure to warn him about the safety mechanism, which the young teen was well aware of, the safety being one of the very few things he actually knew about when it came to guns.
After covering all of the necessary details, eventually they got to the most dangerous part. Firing the gun.
Of course, Bryan knew how to fire it, which was by pulling the trigger.
But Rebecca warned him that it wasn't just the trigger, as he had to hold the gun safely and keep a strong grip.
"You might be surprised by just how strong the recoil really is when you fire it." Rebecca explained as she handed the gun to Bryan. "I put one bullet into the magazine, now, see that bottle over there?"
Bryan nodded as he took the gun, "You want me to shoot it, right?"
The STARS medic looked at him, "I want you to AIM and shoot it."
"S-Sorry, my bad." Bryan said as he slowly got to his feet, feeling an ache in his knee as he did so. Fortunately, the ache wasn't as painful as he was expecting it to be and managed to stand without much trouble.
He positioned himself, standing a good few feet away from the bottle, and slowly raised the gun, aiming it.
Rebecca stood next to him, watching him silently as she watched and waited for him to pull the trigger, prepared to catch him in the event the recoil throws him off balance.
However, she noticed that his hands were shaking, and started to wonder if letting him use a gun was a good idea.
Of course it was. He needed to defend himself, and this was really the best the STARS officer could do right now.
When she saw that his hands were still shaking, Rebecca decided to step in and assist.
Bryan was caught off guard, looking at Rebecca in surprise when she closed the gap between them, placing her hands over his own to help steady them. "It's alright, calm down. You won't be shooting at bottles later, but right now, no pressure, ok?" She said, smiling at him.
Her smile managed to make him smile a little, and he turned his attention to the bottle.
With Rebecca's help steadying his hands, Bryan pulled the trigger and watched the bottle explode into pieces, while also keeping the recoil under control, though that was likely just due to Rebecca's help.
Another smile, and Rebecca said, "Great job! See? You can do it no problem if you keep yourself calm and focused."
Bryan tilted his head a little as he smiled back, "I guess you're right. Or maybe you're just a good teacher you know?"
Rebecca let out a little chuckle.
It didn't take long before the two of them realised they were still in that same position, right up against each other with Rebecca's hands over his.
Both of them quickly separated and moved away from each other, turning their backs to one another. "Um...thanks, for uh, the lesson." Bryan quietly said.
Rebecca folded her arms as she looked down at the floor, "You're...welcome."
The two of them stood in silence for a long moment, only moving from their spots when they heard the doors open upstairs.
Billy and Danny appeared, making their way downstairs towards the two, causing Rebecca to ask, "You're back a lot sooner than I thought you'd be. What happened?"
A shrug, and Billy replied, "Well, for one, we were right to assume this place is just as dangerous as the train, there are zombies here too."
The word made Bryan shake, which didn't go unnoticed by Rebecca, who placed a comforting hand on his shoulder before replying, "What else did you find out?"
"That Danny might have jinxed us in that getting around this place might be a little more complicated than we thought." Billy replied.
Danny rolled his eyes and continued for the former soldier, "What Billy's trying to say, is that there's a locked door, and the only way to unlock it is by lighting a candle next to it. His lighter's empty so we're going to check the kitchen for some lighter fluid."
Bryan just stared at him for a moment, before replying, "Really? That's seriously what you're doing right now? Shouldn't we focus on finding a way out of here?"
"Believe me Bryan, that's easier said than done right now." Billy said, reluctantly adding, "Right now, we're just going to have to accept that, we have to do some, really stupid stuff to open doors."
Rebecca was about to say something, then stopped, thinking for a few seconds before asking, "Where is the kitchen then?"
Danny pointed to the double doors on the other side of the hall, "Through there."
Billy checked his gun and looked over at Bryan, asking, "How's your knee doing?"
Bryan sat back down on the chair to rest said knee, replying, "Well it's feeling a lot better than before. It still aches quite a bit though. Could I rest it for just a little bit longer?"
"Of course." Billy said with a nod. "Me and Danny will check the room upstairs. Once we come back, all four of us should start searching together."
Rebecca nodded, "Ok, I'll remain here then until you get back."
Billy waved a hand as he made his way to the doors on the other side of the hall, Danny following right behind him. He then looked back, replying, "If you hear gunshots coming from this room, don't follow us in. We can handle it."
"You can handle it, sure. It's Danny I'm worried about." Rebecca said, looking at him with a raised brow.
Danny showed her the knife he had, "I can defend myself, don't worry. I'm pretty fast too so I don't think I have to worry about any zombies trying to get me."
"Be careful!" Rebecca said, pointing a finger at him.
Facepalming, Danny replied, "Yeah, yeah I know, you said that already."
"And I'll keep reminding you!" Rebecca added.
Danny looked at Billy, "You hearing this?"
"Stay focused Danny." Billy said, holding back a chuckle before making his way into the dining room, handgun ready.
Tightening his grip around the knife, Danny followed closely, shutting the door behind them as they entered.
"Zombies!" Danny shouted almost instantly upon entering, pointing towards the zombies around the room.
Billy focused on the first zombie closest to them, and fired a perfect shot to its head.
The second zombie, approaching from the right of the dining room, closed in on Danny. The latter however kept his distance as Billy moved to dispatch another zombie on the far left side of the dining room.
When the second zombie was close enough that it lunged forward in an attempt to grab him, Danny dodged, pulling away and quickly circling around the zombie. Before he could move in to stab it in the head with his knife, it turned around a lot quicker than he expected and managed to grab him, push him against the wall and started trying to bite him.
The young teen grit his teeth and struggled as he pushed back as hard as he could to prevent the zombie from biting him.
Just as Billy turned and moved to help, a zombie on the floor grabbed onto his ankle and caused him to fall over. The zombie then tried to crawl towards him and take a chunk out of his leg, but Billy managed to keep it at bay by kicking it.
Danny wasn't having much luck himself, as the zombie was getting closer to biting him each time it pushed against him. Praying in his head that his next move would work, he waited until the zombie pulled away to lunge back in. When it pulled away, Danny raised the knife and put it between him and the zombies head, the blade of the knife pointing in the walking corpses direction.
When the zombie pushed back in to try and bite Danny, it impaled its head on the knife instead, and ceased to move almost instantly.
Danny quickly pushed the zombie off him and turned to Billy, who was still kicking at the zombie on the floor while trying to aim his gun at its head.
Just as Danny rushed over to help, Billy fired the gun, and the back of the zombies head exploded across the wall.
"I got it." Billy said, laying on his back while smirking a little at the young teen.
Danny just shrugged, "Whatever. Just you wait dude, sooner or later, you're gonna find yourself in trouble and I'll end up saving your ass this time."
Billy got back to his feet and checked his gun before looking around the dining room, "Right, now that that's dealt with, where's the kitchen?"
The young teen walked around in front of the entrance and eyed the red door, and the open space window right next to it. Looking through the window, he could see the kitchen.
"Found it." Danny said.
Billy approached the red door and went to open it, only to find it locked. "Great, that's just great."
Danny looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"Door's locked." Billy said. The red door being locked clearly meant that they were going to have to go and search for the right key to unlock it. He didn't want to admit it, but Danny was probably right about having to do stupid stuff, and right now, in his mind, Billy thought this was really stupid.
The former soldier ended up pacing back and forth for a few short minutes, and it was only after he looked at Danny, that he saw the young teen giving him a rather disappointed stare. "Why are you staring at me like that Danny?"
Danny shrugged, "Oh, no reason. I mean you do remember that conversation we had literally not that long ago don't you?"
"What? The one about video games or the one about having to do really stupid stuff?" Billy asked.
The young teen raised a brow at him, "Both actually."
Billy just folded his arms, giving the young teen a stern look, "Ok, what about it?"
Danny grinned as he explained, "You see Billy, in video games, you're restricted to what you can do in them. Obviously because it's a game, so there's limitations, like if there was a fence you could easily climb over in a game to reach your objective much quicker, you wouldn't be able to because it's a game. You have to follow the scripted path, which is NOT climb over said fence, and instead take the long way where you will have to fight everything in your way."
The former soldier just continued to stare at him. "...Ok. Your point?"
A chuckle, and Danny added, "My point, is that this is real life, not a game, so we don't need to open every door to find what we're looking for. Observe." Danny walked away from the red door, and instead, approached the open window right next to it, and climbed over into the kitchen.
He turned and watched Billy approach the window, adding, "As you can see, there is more than one way to get into a kitchen with a locked door."
Billy just frowned at him. "Right...I already knew that. I just...wanted to see if you would pick up on it is all."
"Whatever you say dude." Danny smiled.
Authors Notes: The only thing I really struggled with in this chapter was thinking of an appropriate title, and eventually I just gave up and went with something boring like 'Locked Doors' since that seemed to be the issue the characters were facing right now. It also let me have the characters interact a little more, but there will be more interactions throughout the story anyway so then it's not really a big deal. The only reason it was sort of a big deal was because they were separated into two groups of two, which allowed each character to interact with who they were with.
Danny's talk with Billy about video games and the hints at doing tedious puzzles to get around was obviously me having a little fun and it did kinda help me set up that last part. Rebecca's interactions with Bryan are more simple, as she's just helping him learn how to use a gun and defend himself, while, also having moments of being much closer than the other would like, as clearly seen, so I hope that part satisfied those wanting to see the pairing between the two.
Anyway, as usual, please Review, the feedback is always appreciated.
