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I feel like I have been neglecting my fan fiction! So sorry I haven't updated! So much has happened and it is 10:00, I'm too tired to rant and I just finished this chapter so enjoy!
Chapter 10
Two Weeks Later.
January 2nd, 2009.
Anni Redfield.
I spent my two weeks talking to Joshua and Barry. Joshua had took a trip out into Russia to do some research about the Umbrella Revivalists. And that was last time I talked to Joshua was before he left.
"I promise you, I am going to put a stop to the Umbrella Revivalists." Was the last thing he said to me.
I just prayed he was alright, in a friendly manner. As this last week passed, he has not contacted me. I tried my best not to fear for the worst.
Barry called about a day after the African Medical Team pumped medicine into my veins. After I received the injection, I discovered that I am highly allergic to quiane. My throat began to tingle after the injection. The other BSAA troops noticed me turning blue as I stepped into the quarantined room. They practically halted me out of the room. Thankfully, the medical team was able to give me a different medication.
Barry was tempted to bring me back but after a quick recovery the damage and scare was quickly dismissed.
BSAA Western Africa Branch.
"Your mission is to help Team Charlie and rescue some members of the United Nations. We believe they have been captured by one of the BSAA's Most Wanted Felons, Jessica Sherawat, who has been seen in large cities of Morocco and an unidentified male. There has been a recent attack on Casablanca a city in Morocco. Many reliable tips and sources told us that there would be an attack on Casablanca but the Morocco government did not allow us to step in until now." Keith Lumley, stated grasping our attention onto the Captain of Delta Team's laptop.
We, myself Delta team members, Parker and Quint, crowded around the laptop and listened to the detail of our mission intensely. As the helicopter wings sliced through the sunrise we could see the flames of the burning buildings. The city of Casablanca, to become another tragedy such as Raccoon City, Rugnuff and Terragrigia. I felt my teeth slowly grind as I glanced over Parker's long shoulder.
On the laptop showed many diagrams and graphs of the city. "We are going to land you across from the building where the hostages were last sited." Keith began. "As for the outbreak, it is being suppressed by the United Nations troops and other BSAA troops. On your way to the objective help suppress the outbreak. Good luck, Delta Team. Over and out."
One of the men on Delta Team snickered, "Some New Years, huh?" He nudge my shoulder.
"Just because it was a holiday doesn't mean the terrorists will stop it from attacking innocent people." I muttered.
He stared at me blankly for a moment.
"I trained under you, I think." The man stated. "Jack Nicolson." He held out his hand.
"Forgive me." I smiled, shaking his hand. "I don't think I trained you."
"Aren't you Agent Redfield?"
"Yes, but there's two of us." I laughed. "You might have me confused with my brother." How could you get us confused? He was practically triple my size and a boy.
"Time to can the chatter guys, we've reached the checkpoint." The leader of Delta Team, Clark Turay stated.
Soon enough, the chopper stood floating above the small building. The city of Casablanca echoed in the sound of the lone helicopter. Each BSAA officer grabbed the rope from both sides of the plane and slid down and landed on the small building safely. The Captain and I were the last people to side down the rope. As we each grabbed the rope, I looked down to the building and noticed how far away the chopper was from the ground. I smirked and realized there was no point in using the rope however, now was not the time to be cocky. I wrapped my hands around the rope, griping it tightly through my fingerless gloves and jumped off the chopper.
"Charlie to HQ. We've landed across from the Jack of Diamonds and are ready to propel across to Jack of Diamonds."
"HQ here reading you loud and clear, this is Keith. Proceed en route into the building. Eliminate any hostels along the way, the Jack of Diamonds should be located underground." He said.
"Copy that, boss." He muttered.
"Reggie, you've got your zip line?" The Captain stated.
"Hold on, I gotta' aim it right..." Reggie, the Delta Team's sniper stated. His accent was heavy as he aimed a bow toward the lower level the building labeled, Jack of Diamonds. I thought cautiously as Reggie fired the zip line across the empty streets of Casablanca. If someone were to kidnap people from the BSAA, why would they keep them alive? Especially in a building as run down as that. Maybe before the bioterrorist attack, the building was already destroyed. I shook my head as I grabbed a pulley to swing me across the way. No time for speculations, there was work that needed to be done.
I gripped the pulley tightly and slid down the zip line. As a slid I looked down to the a small group of zombies below, reaching up as if they were children reaching for candy falling from a piñata. I felt my skin turning a dim green, maybe not enough for the team to notice. I landed on the Jack of Diamonds as the caboose.
"Captain? May I take point?" A dark African American man asked with his accent very thick.
"Yes, Stone. You take point. Stay together." Clark said.
I stood behind Parker and Quint as we followed Delta Team into the dark shattered glass of the building. The Jack of Diamonds checkpoint was very run down. As we entered on the sixth floor, we let the lights on our guns show us a safe path to walk on and what was around us. Luckily, we never ran into anything, just ash and dead bodies. As we searched the sixth floor, we realized the floor was clear, the whole team surrounded around a large gaping hole within the building. The moonlight peeked down through the large hole in the building. The rookie, Jengo Conteh suddenly flipped off his safety and pointed his machine gun toward the pile of sandstone. His voice broke our search. "Captain!"
All eyes averted toward the direction of his light. A body laid flat under the ruble. Jengo suddenly ran to the sandstone and move the pieces of sandstone. I held my ground and remembered the monsters I flew past, as their hands reached to the sky... Their hands were now lunging toward one of the members of Team Charlie.
"Jengo!" Joshua Stone, cried out. It was too late for the young rookie, he was bitten on his arm. Blood and muscle torn from his bite mark. Another zombie, appeared from the darkness biting Jengo on the shoulder causing him to fall to the floor. The loss of blood killed him slowly as his body, slowly began to release smoke.
Some of the men screamed started by the noise. I began to gun down a few creatures, effortlessly firing head shots at the creatures. The gunshots began to fire, moaning and groaning filled the room. We became enclosed into a large group of hostels.
"Engage the hostels!" The Captain shouted. "Turay to HQ, we've encountered zombies! We're surrounded!"
HQ never responded, I felt a wave of horror tickle up my spine as I pulled the trigger to my machine gun. Had HQ abandoned us? I tried my best to ignore my thought and continued to fire. The ring of zombies began to enclose into us. Parker pulled my shoulder as the small platoon began to touch backs. I looked back to him.
"This way!" He pointed, to the large hole in the center of the room.
The men turned and began to fire their machine guns, as Parker instantly took point, jumping down the whole followed by Joshua Stone, Quint, me, Jack, the Captain and Reggie. The men landed feeling our knees give out from the impact of the fall. I landed, then instantly stood looking up to the horde of monsters.
"I'll take point, this doesn't look good." Parker demanded.
"W-wait!" The Captain shouted. "I'm the Captain and it's my duty to-"
"Look we all need to calm down and just move!" I shouted.
Parker proceeded by following the hallway which lead to the right. As we took the turn, another horde appeared from the left side if the T shaped hallway. Quickly, Parker opened a large metallic door and held it until everyone was inside. He shut the door as many zombie ran to take a large bite at him, he barricaded it with a large piece of steel hanging near the door frame.
We all heard a transmission into our communicators. "This is.. HQ.. W-What's your-"
"Boss!" Parker shouted into his microphone. "Barry!"
"Shit." Turay mumbled. The signal was lost, all transmissions were cut down. The room looked like a large metallic room, with the door bolted behind us, the room looked completely sealed. Until two walls began to slide open, the metallic doors open slowly shaking the small room. We turned to a large group of cobblestone stairs, they led downward. I turned on my flashlight on my gun then aimed the light down toward the stairs. The ground could be seen a good forty steps downward.
"I want to have a look down there. Maybe we could find what's jamming the signal."
"Are you nuts!?" Turay shouted. "There could be more of those things down there! We should wait it out!"
I allowed my tongue to click against my teeth. "That would be a waste of time." I growled as I took point with my two well known comrades, Parker and Quint. "Then stay there and whine like the bitch you are." I stated flatly letting my sneakers touch each step downward.
I began to mumble quietly to myself. "It's such a disgrace to put a chicken as a platoon leader."
I heard Quint and Parker lighten the mood with a soft chuckle. Regrettably, following their chuckles, running of the Captain and his teammates echoed the dark room we entered. As we reached the new founded lower level, we entered a small laboratory, we were shock as the dim lighting of our guns were quickly rendered unnecessary as lights flooded above us. No zombies were in the small room. The lab contained many of the monsters Piers and I had passed in the Western Slav Republic. I was haunted by the large image of Jared Simmona, his spine expanded with claws sticking out to grab you. Then the beam slowly shooting forward, I caught my reflection in the beam... The monster I was stood in the reflection, I felt my grip tighten into my fingerless gloves.
"Anni?" Parker touched my shoulder.
"Hm?" I hummed softly turning.
"You alright?" He asked.
I nodded once as Quint called out to us. "I've got something!" He shouted, as he typed on a nearby computer.
Sometimes I was impressed by how quickly Quint hacked into a computer. He typed feverishly as we double timed toward the large screen. A video appeared.
A dark room with a light appeared, the light swung slightly showing a large BOW, wrapped in the BOWs own slime. It's legs pigeon toed and growled much like a zombie. It laid on the dark floor, squirming to stand.
"Take that scum away from here!" A woman's voice declared. The woman's voice had a distinct accent, I was unsure from where, but her voice "Tricell has developed Anti-dotes for the T-Virus. The problem is that we cannot develop a vaccine for the Plaga."
"I thought the United States government took samples of the all strains of Umbrella's viral legacy and placed it with samples of H1N1 and Spanish Influenza."
"Certain pharmaceutical companies and organizations can run tests on these virus." Parker stated.
"Under the United Nations and US government supervision of course." Quint muttered. "Not that they always play by the rules."
"My apologies." A man said.
"We need more samples." Jessica said, appearing clearly next to the large twitching monster. Her heels clicked the ground as she walked out the room.
"Maybe we can extract something from that girl again." Jessica mumbled.
The monster began to growl and moan as the BOW twisted it's back, twisting the vertebrae and rib cage. The BOWs legs twirled and intertwined together as it jerked and whined in moans and groans. It's hands retracted into its chest. An interior glow within the monster began to glow orange, it's hands touched the round orange ball inside itself. Suddenly, the monster twirled out it's arms and stood up on it's legs. It let out a large roar much more mightier than a white werewolf.
A gunshot was fired at the BOW. The other woman's heel clicked on the ground as it showed on the screen.
"Why did you do that!?" The man screeched.
"We are suppose to be finding a cure, not creating Bio-Organic Weapons!" The woman stated.
"'M sorry." The man mumbled.
The woman's voice snickered against her teeth. "This time you are going to get it right!"
The video clip ended, abruptly as she finished her sentence.
"Looks like Tricell made things worse." I mumbled.
"But they followed proper protocol. The government was aware of these tests, including the BSAA. All the dates, files and videos are filed accordingly." Quint stated, reading through the computer's information. "But what I wanna know is- why would everything be filed and work properly if their are monsters roaming around?"
We heard steps of a a human. Our eyes averted to a dark hallway with an open door that displayed the dark wing, something began to sway from left to right, inching closer and closer, the sound emerged from the dark as if it was choking for air.
The sound of choking appeared, as the light of the computer gave value to the monster. His face was bitten off, his mouth rotten from dead flesh and dried blood. The man's clothing looked like a uniform and only ripped or teared, a large scratch to the shoulder is what must have caused the man's death. The gurgling sound that emptied from the zombies mouth, was freshly eaten flesh. The zombie's belly was swollen from a meal. Despite the need for digestion, the monster's sin of gluttony over powered it's mind and body.
"Fire!" The Captain shouted.
Reggie began to open fire on the zombie, he fired and engraved a bullet into the zombie's chest and legs. Once his groaning stopped we sighed in relief.
"This is probably only a minor outbreak caused by a mistake. I'm going to search the security tapes." Quint muttered. "If there are anymore of those guys, will you guys be able to handle it?"
"Have you forgotten who is on your team, Quint?" I smirked.
Suddenly, a scream and a machine guns shell casings were hitting the floor. I turned to the Captain being bitten in the ankle by the zombie Reggie had just killed.
"Look out!" Parker screamed. I could only blink, there were more of them. I could not tell where they were coming from. It seemed they only appeared from the darkness, the vents and hallway. With each gunshot fired by us, it only seemed to attract more. I've never seen actual zombies before, maybe only BOWs, but never creature like these. A zombie lunged towards me chopping his teeth at my arm, I only turned to shove my gun into us mouth and fire. As I kicked the zombie to the ground I turned to witness another zombie, I gulped shockingly, the gulp only brought the dim color of green to my face.
The Captain.
Uh oh! What will happen next? These monsters are odd, why would Tricell produce the monsters Umbrella created? Well we all know why, of course. Keep reading! I promise I'll have the next chapter ASAP. Til then, may the odds be forever in your favor! Read and Review!