Note, a certain agent is changed, I'm aware of the way she is in the game.
Chapter 9. "Double mystery part 2."
5:12 P.M.
The snow was shining and transformed the landscape making it a magical land full of wonder and undiscovered mysteries. The white flakes breezed and danced in the wind as two sets of heavy boots crunched the snow. A brunette woman stopped and held her knees, they've been walking nonstop for several hours and she started to feel cramps in her legs. Numerous detours happen do that to a person.
The woman wore a yellow-golden jacket and a big hat of the same color along with a light-purple pants. She rubbed her fingers together and exhaled on them. Nothing she truly couldn't handle but is a huge hassle in her mind. At her back as a PSG1 Sniper Rifle and a MP5. Strapped to her coat, were several clips of ammunition which annoyed her from having it bounce off of her on every step.
"Slow down, Chris." She pleaded to her partner who is ahead of her. The woman's voice is mixed between tiredness and tired breaths.
"We're almost there, Jessica." A calm muscular voice responded to her as he turned forward again to move.
"I certainly hope so, my feet are killing me." Jessica followed him through the cold-magical mountain road. The person she referred to was her newly currently assigned partner. In preparation for the mission, he dressed in the standard gear the B.S.A.A. offered and distributed the weight all around his body. He even packed some ammo for Jessica's sniper rifle. With double layers of pants, shirts, and socks, he knew he could tolerate the weather as long as he would have to.
Their guns ready and their fingers bent at the triggers, for there is no saying of what they could find here in this place.
"Our source indicates the camp is on the far side of this peak." Chris checked the PDA at his wrist. The preset coordinates seemed to show that they got rather close.
Jessica stopped in the middle of the path and tried to call again, to tell O'Brian of what they did so far but she couldn't reach anyone of the B.S.A.A.
'This is not good.' She thought and she jogged after Chris. "Maybe it's the weather!" She yelled. "I still can't make contact with HQ. Don't you think they'd be worried about us?"
Chris rotated his head to look at her. "Relax, you just keep trying until we reach the camp alright?"
Chris felt his body tremble, he could sense his bones are freezing making it hurt to run, the only thing he ever wished for right now is to go someplace warm and stay there for a while, but he have a job to do.
"Roger." Jessica answered.
It continued for another 2 hours before their peaceful walk was interrupted by a loud that felt like mountain round them trembled. The sound was clear that this wasn't some sort of echo but rather a roar from the sky above. Jessica was the one to turn around first then noticed something she didn't expect to see today… An airplane, on a downward path to the mountain. The time was 7:15 P.M.
The thick smoke mixed with the white weather was horrifying to the eyes of the agents. "Ah the plane, my god… it crashed." Jessica tightened the sling to her guns then ran toward the smoke, deep down thinking there might be survivors who could need help.
"Careful Jessica." Chris urged her to wait for him.
It took both of them a few minutes until they finally reached the crash site. "Jesus," Jessica stood on the high land which overlooked the crash site. "No one could have lived through that."
Chris came in and the sight down made him speechless. Several grey pieces of the hull scattered all over the hill side. It looked like the plant must have attempted for a crash landing but something happened for it split open. The contents of the inside spilled out which just gave Chris a mental picture of a person being torn apart. He knew enough to make such a comparison. Half of the plane was gone while the back of it was burning, many parts of the plane were all over the place.
'Whoa.' he swallowed a lump in his throat and hold Jessica's hand, it was his way to show support. "We have to investigate. Let me know if you find anything." Chris shook his head to have an excuse to possibly check for survivors.
Jessica's gaze turned to him, for a moment she looked at his dazzling brown-eyes. The concern in them were unmistakable and nodded to the same sentiment. "Okay." She muttered. The ledge the both of them were at didn't seem that bad. Jessica leaned down then jumped with so much determination to be the best partner she could. The fall was only 4 feet.
With a Genesis tool in hand, Jessica started to scan the ruins. Shit happens, and just maybe, there could be someone here that could need their help.
It was an undeniable fact after all the time she spent working for the B.S.A.A. Jessica didn't think much of her co-workers. Chris just so happened to be enigma to what she was normally used to, though he always seems to be focused on work and only work.
It's been four months since Jessica met the hard boiled man… On the third month she became enamored with him… She met Chris Redfield in the breakroom back in Headquarters. Apparently not to many people in the office building took a liking to her. Well, a certain part of the population did, but not in the way Jessica preferred. The beating eyes of the women faculty members.
Then just one day in the break room, Jessica sat at an isolated table eating unfulfilling meals. That was what the social order dictated her life to be like. She recalled the first thing he ever said to her.
"Do you want a soda?"
Naturally, her response was no. Maybe it was just a test for Jessica to fail… then the next line of what Chris said to her stuck with her ever since her transfer to the new B.S.A.A. Headquarters.
"Really?" Chris chuckled at her. "Okay then."
Jessica thought he was just another office asshole like many others. However…
"It's just, you look miserable. My mistake." Chris shrugged then walked off to his office with his lunch in hand.
Jessica didn't know what to think of Chris Redfield. A week later, she was assigned to be his new partner. Her initial assumptions weren't far off. The man was a workaholic and for some reason… she grew to like him. A real person that didn't have any ulterior motive meant toward her.
Someone that really took her interest and it just adjusted over time. Obviously, Jessica was completely drawn to Chris…
And thus she didn't had the courage to tell him how she felt, and what hurt her the most was the way he treated Jill. The two of them seemed to be a great partners. In what Jessica could understand in the office space, is that it could be considered to be something less than professional. Though she didn't lose hope to talk to him more, be close to him and try to make him see her.
Her scanner made her find a box of ammo behind the tail of the plane, somehow survived the crash, she took out her combat knife and break through it. It was pistol ammo along with rifle ammo as well. "Chris over here."
Chris was busy on his own, he opened the door to the pilot place and a body fall like he was directly at the door. Chris scanned the body carefully for anything useful and he found a clipboard for the flight plan. 'The manifest should give us a lead to work with.' He thought.
"Chris come on." Jessica called out.
He checked his weapons and made sure they're loaded, he checked the barrel for his shotgun and found he has only two shells inside.
Annoyed by his sloppiness he loaded it with five more shells.
"On my way." He answered and ran after his partner. The moment he found her, his PDA rang.
"We have contact again?" Chris took it out of his rear pocket and answered with a spare satellite phone.
A dark toned woman appeared in the small screen. "You're Hunnigan, right?" He asked confused. Jessica let go of what she was doing and came next to him to see.
"Yes, thank god I was able to contact you at last. Where are you?"
Chris and Jessica exchanged confused looks. "We're at the mountains, going according to plan." Jessica said.
Hunnigan's eyes changed in mere seconds. "What? How were you..." the screen started to blur and her voice was dying.
"Hunnigan come in damn it, what's going on." Chris screamed, but the contact was lost again.
"Chris come on," Jessica urged him to move. "The sooner we find the camp the better, we might be able to contact them again."
With sigh Chris led her to the have open path to inside a mine. The steel was heavy, but with the strength of both of them, they were able to go inside.
The loud sound caused an echo inside and it followed with a creepy howl in the distance. Both of them prepared their weapons and went through the path carefully. "I hate wolves." Jessica groaned. "Or this is the sound of dogs?"
"Stay focused." Chris said and jumped down. They found them self in front of two paths to go when out of nowhere a large wolf jumped at them. Chris was first to recover and he fired with his pistol at the dog, though it was hard to focus on it, the wolf was moving everywhere.
At last the wolf stood for moment howling, like he calling. Chris took the chance and fired multiple times until it lay down lifeless. Chris came closer to see the creature closer. The wolf has a grey-black skin, around the stomach, the rib cage and inner organs were visible. Several bits of flesh barely hung on to the bones.
"They're infected." Jessica disgusted by the sight. Chris observed their surroundings for anything strange, when Jessica decide to talk about something been eating her for a time.
"So...Jill was it?" Jessica asked.
"Was what? Stay focused." Chris replied sharply. There wasn't even any form of hesitation in his voice either. Jessica grimaced as she pursed her lips. The workaholic types, they have really poor perception skills.
"She was your partner from before right?"
Chris holstered his pistol and replace it with his shotgun. "Yeah, my partner from before. What about it?"
It wasn't new for him, some people will ask about Jill and what they are and this must be with Jessica is looking for. Eventually, his older co-workers stopped asking him about it. The truth is, he himself isn't sure what they were, for long time they will make each other laugh and enjoy each other's company, be the best help during that fateful mission in the mansion.
She'll open up to him, and he'll do the same. Needless to say, many were disappointed to learn that the two weren't involved romantically, never. Not it was their business anyway. He knew he had a job to do, after she moved in with him the confusion grow more, and he didn't have much time to settle his true feelings about his partner.
Still he knew he'll always look after her in the darkest moments. Another howl echoed in the mine, but this time multiple howls.
Chris held her hand again and said. "Run."
In a hurry they went through the mines, dodging wolves' attacks as much as possible, it made them lose half of their ammo.
Until they reached their destination at last. Jessica used a scope to check the place and see if what they thought is true.
"This is forkball. Do you read?" O'Brian's voice buzzed.
"Chris here, I read you sir."
"Are you alright? Where are you?" O'Brian asked.
"The interference here killed our communication. We're at Walkoinen Mokki Airport." Jessica spoke up.
"Damn it, it was all a set up." his voice appeared to be mixed with worry and anger.
"What do you mean?" Chris asked.
"I sent Jill and Leon to the Mediterranean on faulty intel. And now we've lost contact with them."
Jessica interrupted and spoke. "O'Brian, you're not going to like this. We found Veltro crest. Then the setup that got Leon and Jill it was all..."
"Yeah, I'd almost guarantee it." Clive placed his hand over his mouth as he started to think critically for the situation.
"O'Brian, we'll go after Leon and Jill. I hope that is not a problem." Chris said
"Not at all."
Jessica immediately noticed the newfound frustration paint over Chris' expression. In the very moment the mention of Jill been in trouble. Deep down she wondered what this could all mean. Sure, she understood their previous history but he treated Jill formally and he refused anything more than that… Jessica glanced to the floor as several other possible scenarios tested themselves in her mind. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, let's go we have no time to waste." Chris' lips no long frowned but the glint in his eyes disappeared when a new objective presented itself.
…
The creature trembled and lay on the ground groaning, "Run." Leon screamed and ran in front of Jill between the shelves of the large library. At last they were in an empty small hall, it looks similar to where she was locked up. The room ahead of them has a steel door, unlike the others.
'It is too obvious.' Leon thought and he was correct, through the bars Jill saw her weapons.
"Here they are. We go on three?" Jill prepared herself.
Leon bit his lip and agreed. "One...two...three." Together they kicked the door open and it fell in the ground.
Jill went inside while Leon stood outside looking over any danger lurking nearby. "Who do you think they are?" She inquired.
"I don't know, one of them somehow I recognized his voice, but I cannot tell who is he exactly." Leon stated.
"We have to find out what the hell is going here!? and where is the missing agents?" She replied as she put own the belt for the weapons."It's going to take awhile."
"Right, I think we can try to contact HQ in the bridge. Let's go."
On their way back to the other hall, they fought and cleaned the libraries from the corpses for good, until they reached the dinner hall. Another voice appeared through the speaker singing. A song like a stab through his heart, he remembered that day very clearly.
He was sick and sore, all of this was like a dream to him, Ashley was finally home safe and sound, but there is one thing he needed to deal with. The secret service reunited Ashley with her father the moment they returned.
Slowly he opened the door to his office and immediately he felt someone jump at him screaming. "Leon thank god you're alright." It was Amy, Mike's niece, her red hair was beautifully loose at her shoulders.
She pulled back to look at him, "Where is my uncle?" She asked though the look in his eyes then immediately noticed something was not right.
"Leon?" she asked fearfully. For she could see the hint of tears in the corner of his eyes.
"I don't know what happened." Was the only thing he could allow himself to say to Amy. Somewhere in the city he returned to, was a bottle of whiskey with Leon's name written all over it. He brushed past Amy without even giving her a second glance. It was too painful, but for whom… it was too difficult to tell.
Hunnigan came forward and told her everything that happened in Spain. Once she finished her debriefing, Leon finally looked at Amy. The glimpse in Amy's face just tore something inside…
"You promised you two will always look after each other, you promised me. How could you allow something like this to happen, LEON!?" Amy bawled and broke down on the floor in front of him. Hunnigan and several agents circled around the young 15 year old girl. With every tear she shed, it was another bottle that introduced itself to the Returning Hero.
"Hello..." Jill yelled again, for they had went through the door. "Are you really daydreaming mister?"
He was still staring down at the ground and at his shoes, but his gaze had gone distant, as if he is drifting to another time. "A while ago, I returned from Spain. I had to break the heart of young girl about the news of some very special to her…"
Jill lowered her gun in surprise, 'is he really going to open up to me right now?' she thought and listened carefully to his words.
"Her name is Amy, she is just 15 years old. I promised her we'll take care of each other and... all that remained was a charred corpse."
For the first time since they started working together, his eyes showed so much emotions, sadness-regret, and pain.
"You see this cult caused me so much trouble, I barely made it alive out of the underground to look for Ashley. I called for backup because of the large number of armed hostels, they were all over the place. I had a friend. And that damn pilot came out to help me with his helicopter, he cleaned most of the place for me and then..." he couldn't finish the sentence, and he looked away from her. "That song, whoever is watching us he is cruel. That much I do know." Leon looked at Jill with as his blood started to boil.
Jill came closer and touched his hand gently, "I'm sorry for your loss, but this isn't the time for this discussion. I'll hold this for later."
Leon looked back at her in silence just looking at her eyes. Jill went on. "You know what Miss Elizabeth would say? Stop blaming yourself over things you have no control over. Move on and start rebuilding the pieces."
"You really are looking up to her?" he said with a smile.
"Yes, she is my hero for real." With that they continued upstairs and made their way back to the small hall.
They noticed the change in the place, for one the padlock on the door in front of the room she was in, is broken like someone went through it.
Leon prepared his wing shooter and opened the door, gun first then he went inside.
The place had nothing but a working elevator. "Let's go." Jill ran inside.
"Take us to the bridge hurry." Leon said closely behind.
To their luck the door closed and the elevator took them to a dark corridor. Once again they could hear the sound of the ocean outside but it appears to be the storm is over at last. The two agents made their way quietly, wary of the ears of the figures, Jill looked over the corners searching if there is cameras or anything else.
The door at the end of the corridor led them to a small room with lockers, most of them their doors were broken, and they could only find first aid kit, Leon took it and hid it for later... in emergencies.
The other had led them to door in the front with a small window." The bridge is over there hurry." Jill ran and went through before him.
Directly she went through the machines, only to discover everything is broken and there is nothing much she could do to call.
"Come over here and..." She stopped after she felt the cold metal of a gun at the back of her head.
"Stand aside Miss Valentine." A deep voice spoke, but it was cut out with the sound of shooting and she heard the sound of the gun his the metal ground. Jill looked up and raised her weapon.
Leon broke away from Jill as he clearly crossed her line of fire. Just hearing those tunes again set him off the edge he broke all the rules to his experience and charged headfirst at the figure. The two locked arms and the figure before him reversed his arm then punched Leon in his sternum. From there, the figure stepped back for Leon to lift his right leg the swipe the air in front of him. The figure responded by doing something similar with his left leg. Both of them kicked each of on their sides.
During the entire confrontation Jill couldn't line up a proper shot without the risk of possibly getting Leon shot in the process.
Leon flicked his wrist aimed at the forehead of the figure. He caught it then and the magazine ejected from Leon's Wing Shooter. From there, the gun was knocked out of Leon's hand. From there, the figure dropped his feet that nearly caught Leon's feet. They locked arms at their shoulders and Leon kicked his left leg forward to hopefully get the upper hand at his opponent. From there, the figure caught on to what Leon planned then twisted his arm so that he could get Leon to let go. The moment he did, the figure shoved Leon away as he disarmed the figure. Once they were apart, Jill had a clear shot now.
"Drop you weapon." Leon spoke dangerously then pulled the barrel back then took the figure's weapon apart.
"Who are you?" Jill asked.
"Hold on!?" Leon interrupted,"I think I know you..."
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