Telford continue to watch on as the 4 remaining S.T.A.R.S members walked up to the replica gate of Raccoon City park. They stopped and talked to each other. They could be talking about the loss of Party Girl, even Harley? What was behind the gate? What creature would they come up against or even where would they end up? Or were they saying their last goodbyes to each other because they knew it was all over for them? That they will die in the facility and it will be their final resting place!
Vector walks over to the gate pushing it open and they walk into the final stage of the testing grid. Telford turns and faces another screen, watching them walk into their impending doom.
Vector studies his surroundings, it all looks to familiar. The dirt ground, the smell, the air, the trains and even the dead bodies scattered around. They were in the train yard. The same train yard they spent their final moments in Raccoon City in. It looked like how they left it, the bodies on the ground, fallen enemies and fallen comrades of the bloodshed gun fight they had. They all walked to the middle of the where the gun fight took place.
"What a sick joke" Sam says in disgust
"Sir, i dont think this was a joke, more like a statement" Spectre informs him
"What type of statement though?" Sam asks himself.
"That we will be joining them" Vector chimes in as the ground begins to shudder beneath them.
The unrelenting screech drenched the place in fear, a screech also familiar to their final moments.
"Staaaaars!"
Sam looks at the creature with anger. Before him slowly walking towards them was the creature that took his son away from, the main reason he went to Raccoon City, to collect his son. He stared at the creature, remember the fly back, the drained and upset faces in the back of the helicopter, like a part of him was taken away from him. The face on his ex wife and his children's face when he told them that their boy wasn't coming home. It was now his time for retribution! Revenge! Sam lifts up his rifle and begins to fire.
The sound of Sam's on going firing filled the air. Spectre watched on as Vector joined in on slowing the beast down. This couldn't be the same Nemesis from Raccoon City? With Umbrella anything was possible, but it could also be that this is the 4th version of the Tyrant that they were told about. Spectre turns to Kira, his plan coming together in his head.
"Kira!"
Kira responds, lifting her rifle to the beast, but he shakes his head and she lowers the weapons with confusion written all over her face.
"We will hold this fucker off, you need to find a way out of here! Anything!" He yells over the gunfire.
She nods and runs off looking for a way out. Spectre turns around and looks at the creature getting closer.
"You're one unlucky son of a bitch" He mutters to himself as he joins in on the onslaught of bullets.
Outside the old university stands a man all dressed in umbrella gear, an assault rifle hangs off his left shoulder and he is holding a helmet with his left hand, his hair sways in the wind, his eyes glitter in the moonlight. He smirks to himself and places the helmet over his head, covering his light brown hair and glittery eyes. He walks over to the main doors and mutters to himself.
"Just remember Carlos, all the ladies love your accent"
He pushes the door open and begins his suicide mission. Former UBCS soldier Carlos Olivera, one of the rare survivors of Raccoon City, he and former S.T.A.R.S officer Jill Valentine luckily escaped just minutes before a nuclear bomb hit the doomed city. Barry Burton also another former officer of S.T.A.R.S. Their rescuer on this occasion.
Now Carlos was on his own, Jill had left to infiltrate the Europe Umbrella base.
His plan was to get inside the Eagle Hills facility and get as much information as possible on Umbrella and their experiments, using his disguise as an Umbrella operative to get him inside, all he had to do now was wait for someone to walk in and find him.
Carlos sat in an old reception chair, placing his feet on the old, worn down wood. Minutes later 2 Umbrella guards walk in from their shift, chatting away with each other about the latest in football.
"I hear that Collingwood are bombing right now"
The guards look at him, the one on the ring shakes his head
"You must be joking right?! 3rd on the ladder!" He says
"Would be better if they were first aye?"
"As long as they are in the top 8 we should be fine!" He replies
"Eh, it takes one simple game to knock you guys out"
"Yes but same goes for the other team! Hey we are going back down, feel like joining us for coffee in the cafeteria?" He asks
"Sure" Carlos replies, smiling under his helmet. His in and his got the chance to destroy Umbrella from the inside, All he needs to do now is play the waiting game.
Telford sits nervously in his chair as he watches S.T.A.R.S member Kira Baldwin search the area for a way out, she has managed to check all the trains and is now checking out the storage building were all the vents and the way the Nemesis came through. Little did they know, that there was no way out, no way to survive. A little white lie on Telford's part, but he needed to do what was best from Umbrella! For Him!
He turned to another screen, watching the other 3, fight off the Nemesis. Their ammo supply should be running low, so the Nemesis could pick them off quickly. Not good! Telford wanted to play with them, he wanted this last testing grid to serve as a close battle. Give them that hope and snatch it away from them like snatching chocolate cake from a fat kid. He laughs and looks back towards the screen with Kira. His face drops, she is at one of the vents, She is trying to pull it off the wall, his smile begins to return but is wiped off his face as she pulls out her knife and starts unscrewing the bolts in each corner.
"Shit"
