Resident Evil: Single Handed Crusade

Chapter 9 of my Resident Evil story, enjoy.

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Chapter 9

Carlos and Trevor walked along one of the corridors. Trevor was smirking; he had met the two BSAA agents who had been sent in to try and stop him here.

'How foolish of them, to send in two who have children in our grasp.' He thought gleefully. 'Well, we'll just have to show them what happens, when you make the mistake of crossing us when we have something precious to you.'

Carlos smiled; he had been delivering his report to the chairman as they walked, Trevor was satisfied with everything and felt that things were under control. So he was planning to leave and Carlos could have free reign to continue carrying out their plans.

'I'll be sure to deal with those BSAA agents; fools that they are…Maybe Kiko would appreciate this news, give her some more incentive to do something about that slut she's got imprisoned.' He thought to himself.

Trevor however was thinking on something else, or rather, someone. 'That man, Tim Shaffer; a rogue element in all of this. That should make things more interesting.'

They finally reached the helipad; the helicopter was waiting. People would see it leave but nobody would be able to do anything about it. Trevor had timed this meticulously and knew that by the time the BSAA chopper got here, he would be long gone. Trevor turned to Carlos.

"I leave the rest of this in your hands." He said briskly. "I have business elsewhere, be sure to inform Kiko of our guests. I am satisfied with the enhanced T-Virus and the new G-Virus. But remember, we must ensure that our other new virus survives."

Carlos nodded in agreement and Trevor boarded the chopper and left the base, Carlos returned inside.

Carlos smirked as he considered how well things were falling into place. He wondered how long it would take for the intruders to be dealt with. At least he had a means of forcing one of them to comply with their demands. He pulled out his phone and dialled the number, he soon got an answer.

"Hello."

He replied immediately. "Kiko; orders from the chairman, we have intruders, BSAA. One of them is the mother of that girl you have there. If her mother won't leave, we're to make the girl suffer."

Kiko sighed heavily. "I see; sounds good to me, but she's already suffering, we've already started the torture."

"Well, make it worse…more painful." Carlos added; conveying Trevor's message.

"Hmmm, I can do that; well, I'll leave to work." Kiko said finally. "I might as well have some fun while doing this."

She hung up, Carlos put his phone in his pocket and shook his head, smirking. For all her casual talk and laid-back attitude, not to mention her obvious infatuation with the chairman, Kiko was an excellent operative. He also considered the brilliant reaction that man had to the G-Virus.

'Utter perfection.' He thought to himself. 'I've never seen anyone assimilate so well with the virus. Such raw power; it will certainly be interesting to see how things change as the virus takes further hold of him. The mutations are certain to be fascinating.'

He was distracted from his thoughts by the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps.

He turned, his hand on his magnum, and waited. He growled as he saw none other than the rogue BSAA agent, Tim Shaffer, entering the corridor. Tim glared when he saw Carlos and shook his head.

"You, your little pet wasn't strong enough." He said bitterly. "Is that really the best you've got?"

Carlos quickly worked out what he meant and smirked when he realized that Tim didn't know.

He laughed and replied. "Oh, I assure you, G is not at its strongest yet. The virus will continue to work and mutate him further, drastically increasing his strength…So maybe you'll find him again and have some fun."

Tim glared and stepped forwards, sword raised. "I better; as for you, I think it's time I took out the trash."

"Hah, fool, the only trash here is you." Carlos remarked. "You and those miserable BSAA fools. But no matter; now, I hope you'll enjoy my gift to you, farewell."

With that he pressed a control panel in his pocket and ran. Before Tim could follow him however he heard a strange noise and quickly leapt back. He was just in time as two more B.O.W.s dropped from the ceiling. New B.O.W.s which looked like a strange splice between a bat and an insect; it was extremely thin and its arms and legs ended in razor sharp claws. These were the B.O.W.s named Anubis; Tim noted, he wondered just how long they would last fighting him, or if they'd fulfil his wish.

One of the duo lunged at him while the other turned and began scaling the wall. Tim ducked and slashed with his sword. Unfortunately, due to the thin target he missed, however he quickly recovered, pulled out his gun and fired on it instead. Some of the bullets his home, the beast shrieked. Just then the other one, now on the ceiling, attempted to slash at him with its claws. He quickly dodged and used his sword again. This time he struck home, severing its arms. The beast let out a loud cry and Tim fired on it instead. It fell to the ground and he seized his chance. He quickly unloaded his whole ammo clip into its head; killing it. Just then, the first one lunged and pinned him to the floor, knocking his weapons out of his hands. It let out a shriek and raised its claws ready to strike. Tim waited fearlessly, waiting for death. Suddenly however, several gunshots rang out, powerful ones. The beast stumbled and staggered and cried out before falling off Tim and landing in a heap, dead. Tim glared and got to his feet, annoyed at being deprived of a good death. He turned to face his rescuer and froze when he saw him.

The man coming towards him was Caucasian, thirty-two years of age; he had messy medium length black hair and black eyes. He had a toned build and clearly hadn't shaved in the last couple of days, judging from the stubble on his chin. He was clad in a pair of black pants; a grey T-shirt; white socks and black boots. He was armed with a pair of twin shotguns, a pair of twin submachine guns and a pair of twin handguns. Tim recognized him right away and gasped.

"Jason!?"

Jason Maxwell nodded as he approached Tim. "Yeah; you're slipping Tim, you're normally better than this."

Tim shook his head bitterly. "What, you didn't notice I wanted it to happen, that I had accepted death."

"So, my observations were correct, you've decided to play the foolhardy role of a deathseeker."

Tim was shocked by this and was about to snap but Jason shook his head.

"Save it Tim, I'm not interested in that nonsense. I just came to tell you; there is a large collection of virus samples here; including the news ones." Jason explained. "Only you can secure for the BSAA, do that, then you'll have done something worthwhile, afterwards, you can carry on trying to find someone to kill you."

Tim shook his head; while obviously still as dark and cold as he had become after Lisa's death, something had changed about Jason.

Finally Tim sighed, he might as well confront his old friend.

"What's with you anyway?" Tim asked. "After what happened…to Lisa; I would've thought you of all people would understand me, to know why I do what I'm doing."

Jason shook his head. "I have a purpose; I intend to fulfil it, after that, I'm not sure what I'll do, but I won't be so foolhardy as to give up when it looks like I'm about to die. Just think on what I've said and then ask yourself something…Do you truly have all the facts about what happened?"

"What?" Tim was confused, what was Jason talking about.

But Jason would offer no explanation; instead he simply said goodbye and hurried down the corridor, the way Tim had come from. Tim sighed; contemplating what Jason had revealed.

'Well, he gave me a mission. Might as well carried it out.' He decided at last. 'Who knows, might actually be satisfying.'

With that Tim prepared himself, took the extra ammo Jason gave him, reloaded his gun and continued his pursuit of Carlos, feeling certain that if anyone could lead him to the virus samples, it was him.


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