Sherry
The DSO agent came to the end of the hallway to find at least five men three of them had handguns two had blunt objects. One of the spotted her, a Caucasian male wit messy blonde matted hair and tattoos on is neck. The guy had a lazy eye but as soon as he saw her he raised his firearm opening fire. Sherry took cover behind the wall. "Carl, what are you doing?" Another asked all though the other two with guns were soon aiming too. "She's a fuckin cop! I heard a gunfight between the Bulls and the others! She's a plain clothes detective!"
Sherry called out, "I'm not a cop! Just let me explain!" Carl screamed,"Nothing to talk about bitch! You aint a con you're a fed!" Sherry returned fire with the Assault Rifle. "How can she not be?! Look what kind of heat she's packing!" She hit one of the cons but wasn't able to see which one. She heard him scream though as he fell to the floor. They stopped returning fire making her wonder what happened and made her nervous. Just then a dark figure came from around the corner tackling her and she cried out as he knocked her weapon away and landed on top go her. The others rushed her. They kicked her in the side. A man looking to be of Eastern European descent but with an American accent sneered, "You're the first woman any of us have seen in a long time...I mean a really long time."
She kicked the man on top of her in the groin and followed up with a punch as she tried to defend herself and she grabbed her snack but they disarmed her bombarding the poor Birkin girl with kicks to the side the stomach the back. She groaned as they did. Another, growled reaching for her shirt while pulling on the back of her pants as they flipped her around. "Yeah...they say that blondes have more fun...let's see if that's true..." He started to go for his pants and she yelled, "Get off me!" She kicked him in the stomach but the man whom she kicked in the groin, got off the ground, still in pain but dragged her leg and snarled, "You made me hurt down there now i'm gonna make you hurt down there..."
She kicked him in the shin trying to get away but he puncher her in the back the head and the others pinned her down. Several shots were fired. A male inmate stood holding a Handgun, an Asian American with a shaved head and a mean look to him. "I'm not tolerating rape. We're inmates not animals."
The men got off of her. "Terry, it's not what it looked like we were just trying to stop her from going for any other weapons!" The man was short in size about five foot seven but he commanded respect somehow. He told them, "No. Wrong is wrong. Remember, a lot of guys tried to do that to us in here that's why we started looking after each other. Despite what the gangs said. In here, a rapist is as dead as a snitch, a man who rapes women on the outside, but yet somehow guys make excuses in here to justify man on man sodomy. If we do what you were about to we're exactly what society says we are."
Then guy who initially tried to assault Sherry started to say, "But..." Terry shook his head. "No ifs and or buts. I understand killing. It's necessary for survival. Forceful copulation is not. You two aren't one of us. You're just like the marauding gang bangers in this place," The two men who had tried to assault Sherry raised their guns but before they could the man Terry already fired a shot hitting the Eastern European in the groin with two rounds. The guy collapsed holding his balls. The second fired but his shot went wild as the inmate fired first hitting him in the forehead. The man aimed his pistol at the others and only one left of the three even had a gun. "Do we have a problem here?" The guys said nervously, "No problem, man. We weren't going to do that I was just gonna kill her not that. It was Jeff's idea."
"If Jeff jumped off a cliff would you follow? Get out of my sight. All of you before I decide it's too late for you to come back from Jeff's cliff. I'm going to have a talk with our guest. See, CIVILIZED people would have given her a chance to explain herself. If she was a cop do you really think she'd be here alone without backup? I will determine what her intentions are here and if I decide she's a threat, then I'll kill her. She's not wearing Riot Squad gear so you do not have my permission to kill her. Shoot guards and the undead but no civilians without my permission."
"Go!" He fired another shot at their feet and the two men without guns scurried off while the man with a gun looked at his pistol and at Terry with an indecisive look on his face. "I'm warning you, Ross. I've got the drop on you. If you so much as twitch that gun hand I'll put a bullet between your fucking eyes and I won't lose one bit of sleep over it. You guys didn't do what Jeff and Luke tried to but you didn't exactly try and stop them either. You're lucky I don't kill the three of you for that alone. The others wouldn't see any issue with that either."
He looked at her. "So who are you?" She told him, "I'm with the Division of Security Operations. We're like the BSAA but of the United States government. We're here to stop this situation. Have you seen a man of African descent? About six feet tall, dressed in all black? He's supposed to be here in this prison and he's the one responsible for the outbreak here. A man named Alex Wesker. He brought me and my partner here against our will."
Terry said, "You're not exactly the first people Big Brother brought to a prison against their will. It is pretty strange that they'd do that to one their own though. Why would they do that? Also is Alex Wesker in any relation to Albert Wesker? The bio terrorist?" She nodded."How did you know that?" He smirked. "I may have been locked up for thirteen years but information is power no matter where you are. I know the Raccoon City thing was done by the same people."
Sherry was curious now. "How can you know that? For the longest time that wasn't even known to the public."
The inmate lit a cigarette. "I was in college when I got locked up. High School when it happened. I got an older sister who was in the CIA. She told me about it. Even back then people knew it was a cover up."
Sherry didn't believe him. "An employee of the Central Intelligence Agency wouldn't be allowed to tell you that. That's classified information they can't tell even family about that."
He smirked, "Just because they aren't supposed to doesn't mean nobody ever has. It's not like they can effectively go around grilling the families of agents to see what they know. We knew we could never repeat what he told us anyway at least not until it became public knowledge. To be honest I remember the Umbrella Trials and I'm pretty shocked that only now are we just putting the pieces together ten years ago about what happened in Raccoon when Umbrella was under scrutiny back then."
She asked him, "Why are you in here?" He explained, "I made a mistake. Simple as that. I got in a car with a friend who commited a robbery and didn't tell me. The car was used in the robbery so the cops swarmed us when we were at a gas station. I was supposed to get 18 months and originally I did but let's just say shit happens behind bars you do what you gotta do to survive. It's funny they throw us in prison with other people who are violent and looking to fuck with you but the second you defend yourself you get time added to your sentence. So..eventually a year and a half became thirty six months and then that turned to five year, and well, you know the story."
Sherry asked him, "What's the deal with those guys, your group?" He explained, "Me and my friends tried to stick together as best as we can. In here you might join a gang to survive but it's better to not do that but you still need a friend to survive in here and they gotta look like you. After things fell apart in here the rules didn't apply as much but we still needed to stick together. A lot of the bulls wanted us all to go back to our cells but we didn't want to. Not with these things running around. There were guys like me among every demographic in this place. Guys who just wanted to do our time and get out but kept getting fucked with. We didn't want to be crips bloods, Hells Angels Aryan Brotherhood, Latin Kings, Mexican mafia or Triads. I mean a lot of guys joined gangs for protection from everybody else but the people who got shanked the most were the ones who joined up to get protection in the first place! So after the zombies came chaos took over so those of us who were lone wolves stuck together against the predators. We had to fight the marauding inmates, and the guards and the zombies but we held our own. Finally now...the way things are, the prisoners can't take away our manhood and the guards can't take away our dignity. And these creatures can't take away our humanity."
Sherry was impressed, "That's a nice speech. Still it can't be good to be stuck in a prison during a viral outbreak."
"For once, prison is the safest place to be. We have walls and sure we got a bunch of those things in here but me and the boys have a plan to get rid of the ones that are in here but we also need to get access to the armory. We can clear this place out better when we do."
Sherry told him, "That's where I was headed. My partner and I need some of those weapons to take down the man who started this whole thing."
"Well you can take whatever you need for two people but the majority of those guns are ours. We need them to clear these zombies out of here so we can be safe. For the first time...prison will be safe for us. Once we take care of the guards we'll have to take out the other prisoners. Either that or establish boundaries. I'm thinking we'll run all the individual jail houses in the Queens part of Rikers and we'll let those druggie assholes have the Bronx. If they have a problem with that they better expect a shootout. I heard the gunshots over by the library so I can safely assume they're not holding up well against the reinforcements."
"What's your long term plan, Terry? You might have food, access to the commissary without money but eventually you'll run out of food and supplies. You can't stay here forever. Whatever you may have done you obviously don't tolerate rapists and you only kill those who prey on others or in self defense. So...you could just leave. Nobody has to know."
The prison survivor shook his head. "Rejoin the same society that told us they didn't want us? I understand sending me to prison for the crimes I committed but a man should not have to do more time for defending his own ass. You're so naive. You don't know what goes on behind these fuckin walls. These men used to be human but they're animals. It's people who are the true monsters. I knew that long before I saw any of these things."
She felt this might have been pushing the limit but asked him, "What about women? If you and your friends won't let anything bad happen to me why not let women stay here? Eventually the world has to be repopulated. What about letting other survivors help you?"
"I don't think that far ahead. Eventually yeah I'd like it to be less of a sausage fest in here. But right now all that matters is survival. Anyway...sbout those guns...you wouldn't by any chance want to be the one who goes and gets them would you? You can take whatever you need for your partner a couple more guns each and some ammo whatever you can carry but the rest we'll need forr ourselves."
Sherry was given a map with directions to where the armory was. "Why do you want to kill the guards? They didn't do..." She stopped herself realizing that wasn't likely true and that they probably had used inmates as punching bags. "You may need them for leverage."
He got a wicked grin. "Let me show you something," She kept her weapon ready in case the inmate tried to get fresh. He showed her ten corpses four of which were CO's. "So you killed guards. So what?" She asked trying to not sound fazed even as the foul odor from at least four days was making her sick. "In here you gotta do what these assholes say but we can never friendly with them. Let's say a guy snitches on somebody else when a guy threatened to kill him or whatever. So that guy gets thrown in the hole he can';t blab to his friends so easily but when the guards get pissed at a snitch they;ll let inmates know that guy was a snitch."
He nodded towards one of the bodies a man with dirty blonde hair who had his skull caved in., "That;s Officer Davis. He was never as much of a bully as the other guards. But he was one of them. No matter how good a cop or a guard is as a person they're still sadistic assholes. Or they at least work with and work for sadistic assholes and they enforce their rules. So I slit his throat myself."
"You're responsible for your own incarceration., I lost my parents when I was twelve years old. I didn't use that as an excuse to be a criminal. It was your choice to either stay out of trouble or keep commitin crime. Nobody owes you a thing. People get rehabilitated in prison and stopped making excuses so what's yours? You sound like you had an easy enough upbringing and you screwed it all up. Now I'm going to go and find those guns," He sneered. "Easy for you to say blondie. You still got one advantage going for you that i don't. Besides, do I look fucking rehabilitated to you? This system doesn't rehabilitate. Only guys who are really lucky can turn it all around. Guys that never got their manhood taken. Maybe they got friends on the inside. Me, i didn't have any friends when I got in here. I tried really hard to turn it around. I tried to continue education on the inside. I taught other inmates to read. Do you know how many adult inmates there are who can't read?"
He continued, "But I never got parole...Not that you give a shit. You may not be a cop but you're the same kind of person. Now go on. Get the fuck out of my sight."
"Don't you talk to me like that!" She warned. "I don't work for you. I'm with the United States Government don't you forget it. If I wanted to I could have the National Guard in here to take this prison back. Just like Attica! None of us want that. You want to be free and I want to stop this virus but there's nothing stopping me from having the cavalry come in here and clean house. They're going to probably do that anyway. So don't test me."
The Asian sneered. "Let's get one thing straight, Barbie Doll. If I really wanted to I could stop you from leaving here all together. I don't like to sound like those inmates from the library because I still like to think i'm not the same as them. I'll even take in non prison survivors if need be but if I really wanted to I could kill you right now."
Sherry walked up to him and put her shank to his throat and vowed silently that if he made one wrong move she'd open it. "I could kill you right now...then see who goes where..."
She heard a racking of a shotgun as well as several pistols being cocked. She looked and saw four inmates, one with a shotgun, two with Handguns and one with a zip gun. Sherry had her own firearms but she knew that even if she was to cut Terry's throat open, and managed to clear her weapon, they could still riddle her with bullets. Even if they were novices at shooting it would be hard to miss at this range. Terry smirked gently moving his hand to her shank and pushing it away even as the weapon cut his neck a bit he only winced slightly. "No...you couldn't. Now get going. We need those weapons and you need some of those weapons but I'd rather have an outsider risk her ass than have one of my boys risk it and get torn to shreds. Those guns are rightfully mine anyway. I stopped those assholes from dishonoring you before but ,make no mistake I run this prison not you. I'm ALLOWING you to take some of those weapons."
She made her way down the hall with the key. The zombies were coming so she readied her weapon for use. She fired the M4 taking each one down and moved towards her destination taking a moment to read her map.
Claire
She came up seeing John trying to hold off a horde. David was there too. They were shooting carriers while at the same time trying to block off the exits. "What are you doing? People might want to try and get in here to get away from those things!" She demanded. "I'm sorry love but we have a job to do and the best chance those people out there have is if we do our job in here. Captain Burton just contacted us and informed us just how dire our situation is. We have to keep these things from getting in here. You see those bodies right there? Those are J'avo that breached this building."
Claire asked them, "Where were you guys?" John, who was bleeding near his armpit from a couple of stab wounds said, "It's a goddamn nightmare out there. I went out to go get Ada Wong some medicine. Dave had to deal with some of these things Uptown.. had to participate with a team. All hands on deck..I wouldn't go. But he did...I got caught in a firefight over Ada with our own team mates. Jill saved my ass. I'm surprised you didn't see me before now! I took a few rounds they dug em outta me but..I should be good now. It's been a day or two. I'm not even sure anymore I'm losing track of time. I shouldn't be up and about but right now extraction isn't an option."
"You don't look too good. Let me take a look at your wounds."
He sat down in a chair and she lifted his shirt up. "I got a can of first aid spray in my pack...I gotta get this medicine to Ada...she's got a concussion. She might be kind of a surly bitch but I know she's one of the good guys."
Claire began to clean and dress his wounds spraying his wound with the first aid spray and putting the rest on the bandage. He winced but he said, "Thanks...I need to get this down to Ada. Leon would want me to."
Claire asked David, "I get that we need to buy ourselves more time but it's not like these J'avo know exactly where the underground lab is even if Wesker is bringing them out somehow. I know what's at stake too and we either have to try and save this city or be on the first chopper out of here if we can't but whatever we do, I work for Terra Save...or I did but I still hold their philosophy. It's my philosophy. I signed up to help people. Even if this city is done for there's no reason we can't save as many people as we can and if we can't save this town there's no reason they should be left to the same fate as Raccoon City and Tall Oaks."
David sighed. "Yes but what if we let those people in here where there's a shit load of J'avo coming in, and probably a lot more already here and by letting them in they get killed by B.O.W's where they're supposed to be safe? We're damned if we do and damned if we don't but this is a big city. If they find other safe places to hide, they'll stand a chance."
Claire turned to John. "There's three of us and we can make a choice right now. We can do the right thing or the safe thing. What do you think we should do?" John sighed this time but went into his wallet and pulled out a quarter. "I can see both sides of it. I really don't know what the right call is so there's only one way to settle it. One of you call it," He flipped it in mid air and put it on his other hand.
David said, "Heads."
Claire rolled her eyes. "Great. Call the side that's more likely to be the side up."
John uncovered it and said, "It's tails...we do it your way."
They began to unblock the doors. David apologized. "I'm sorry. It's not that I don't agree with you. I want to help these people too. I just didn't think it would be very pragmatic if more people get infected or if we bring more people in here only for them to die. You're right, darling. Chris raised you the right way. Give us a hand, yeah?" She helped them move it all. John observed, "You know...if these folks come in here...they'll need guns to defend themselves. Back in Utah it wasn't that easy. Me and Leon had to watch out for some guy named Randy."
As Claire removed some of the wooden blockades she asked, "Yeah he mentioned that, before, Leon did. What happened? Me and Becca were with David, remember?" John told her, "Guy with Umbrella. He had a conscious though. We ended up giving him a gun so we wouldn't have to completely cover him but he didn't make it. That's what I mean. He could have made it but he didn't. Still...once upon a time you were just a survivor somebody gave a gun to yourself. You turned out all right. I know you and Leon have had your problems in the past but he still saved your life."
She softly said, "I know and I'll always owe him for that. i'm not holding a grudge. Really. I know he's your friend but he's mine too. Nobody's perfect. Maybe we weren't meant for each other but we'll always be there for each other."
John smiled saying, "Speaking of being there for each other and being meant for each other...do you think I still have a shot with Rebecca again?"
Claire smiled back at him. "Maybe. You two were cute together. I always wondered why you didn't get more serious. It's kind of funny actually you looked cute together but so different."
John frowned, "You mean cause we..."
Claire shook her head. "No. Not at all. You know me better than that. It's the size. You're six foot six she's five three."
He chuckled at that. "Oh that.. Yeah but ladies like a tall man. Strong too. Maybe not so strong after tonight but once I rest the fuck up I should be good. I just need a goddamn vacation. We founded the BSAA but man, I feel like i've done nothing but work my ass off the last fifteen years from S.T.A.R.S. to the BSAA. Haven't relaxed in forever."
"You and me both," Claire admitted. "So what happened out there where you were?" She asked David. He had a look of distress in his eyes. "We lost a lot of our team mates. This city is big enough that it could have thousands hell millions of infected and still a lot of survivors but everyone that doesn't survive joins the infected. That's the disadvantage of this whole thing. We thought we had it handled and we escorted some survivors to a military checkpoint..we lost some of them along the way but we lost some of our men too...I know that's inevitable but...i'd rather I hadn't been along for that."
John encouraged his partner, "No worries bro. We aint splitting up again."
Just then John noticed a horde of J'avo outside. "Shit! I guess you were right, Dave! They're all there!" Claire looked at David with a distraught look. "Damn it! i'm sorry! You were right!" The J'avo were started to bust through the glass. John and David got their Assault Rifles out. John gave Claire the medicine. "Get that to Ada! Hurry! While you can! We'll hold these ugly motherfuckers off!"
Claire began to fire her M-16 dropping three of them. "Do what he says! Go! We don't blame you you just did what you thought was right we'll buy you and your brother some time just get the medication to Ada and be sure and get the lab ready to blow up! These bastards are a distraction none of us need but we have enough ammo!"
John gave Claire the medication. "You don't gotta be sorry or apologize. We're all in this cause we want to help don't ever be sorry. Now go!" Claire insisted on helping. A few J'avo were coming through and she spotted a couple of them wielding Hunting Rifles which they began to fire at the three of them. Claire took cover behind a corner. John managed to hit one of them in the stomach with about thirteen rounds. "Claire we got this now go!"
She hurried to the elevator as the muzzles flashed and shells flew. She punched the button. Before she went to the room where the secret elevator was she looked back and saw one of the J'avo had some kind of rocket launcher. It was a National Guardsman who had been infectd in fact a large amount of the carriers attacking were soldiers. "Aim for the head! These twats have armor we can't afford to fuck about!" Yelled David. A rocket was fired and Claire dove for the door and she heard an explosion somewhere behind her and it was deafening. Her ears rang as she got up seeing with relief it was a distance away from her. As her hering slowly came back she could still hear muffled gunfire and the distant screams of the two BSAA agents so she knew they were still in the fight.
She got inside the elevator her heart pounding as she took it down to the lab. What could be drawing all of them here? Why now? She wondered. She came down and spotted Leon sitting against a wall in the hallway. He looked up at her and Claire asked, "What happened to Helena?" He shook his head. "She didn';t make it. Alex..."
Ada was by his side. "Where is he now? Alex? It's better if we go in there and finish him off before he does anymore damage. He could endager the mission and make it so we can't do what we have to here."
Claire handed Ada the medicine. "John went and got this for you. He took a couple of bullets trying to get it back here so the least you can do is not abandon us again for whatever hidden agenda you might have," Leon begged her, "Claire please...I can't do this right now and I thought we were past this?"
She sighed but said, "You and me are okay but she needs to get something straight. If you end up stabbing us in the back I'm going to kill you. I don't like killing but I will. This war is at a turning point and nobody but civilians can be on the fence anymore. John helped you to help Leon and so will I but don't push it. He's upstairs right now with David trying to hold the infected off!" Leon stood up readying his pistol and H&K. "Let's go help them then."
Just then, Chris, Sheva, Rebecca and Jill emerged. "Claire, Leon! We got an emergency!" Jill announced. Chris added, "John just contacted us! He said they're heading towards the secret elevator we used to get down here somehow they know about it! They're trying to hold them off but they're having to fall back these things are on the move something is drawing them to the elevator!"
Claire asked her brother, "How is that possible? They're not even conscious whether they're the infected humans of the zombies!" Chris admitted, "I don't know but we need to get up there and help them before they get slaughtered. David said there's both J'avo and zombies up there."
Leon volunteered, "I'll go up there and help them. Me and John go way back."
Claire nodded, "I'm going too."
Ada looked at Leon and at Claire then back at Leon and she joined their side. "We'll go up you guys stay here. We'll help them out," Claire suggested. Leon warned, "Alex Wesker is still alive. It could be him who's drawing these things here. I'd go and finish him off now if my friends weren't in danger."
Sheva assured him, "I'll handle him. It's my responsibility to deal with him.."
Claire wondered what she meant by that and she would try and find out later but there was no time. Leon also held a new Rifle which he handed to Ada. "Just in case you run out of ammo for that 9mm. Plus the cross bow bolts."
They began to head up to the elevator. They heard gunshots as soon as the doors opened. She saw David bleeding and he told them, "John's fucking pinned down! He ran out of ammo for his Rifle!" The British Agent told them, "We're trying to keep them out but before you came up here one of them tried to get on the elevator and a couple of zombies tried to get on too!"
Leon told him, "We think it's Alex bringing them here. He killed Helena. We have to stop him!" David grabbed his arm. "Wait...John...one of the C virus zombies bit him. We have to take care of it..."
They went forward moving past a seemingly endless amount of bodies both from zombies and J'avo who in the last moments of their lives had been inhuman unable to control their actions but at least in death could hopefully rest in peace and in death be absolved of anything they may have done to anybody they may have cared about or complete strangers. Claire made her way past the corpses and hugged John. "I'm so sorry! We...I should have listened to David! Just hang on there's still time. We can help you. Me and Leon were bitten in Raccoon and we didn't turn. A small amount of people have antibodies that make them immune and don't become zombies from the bite."
Ada nodded. "She's right. I've seen it. They don't become infected unless they were bitten by an infected person and are killed from a bite while infected. If they die from any other cause they don't come back but with a bite the virus is transferred 's still a lot more studies needed. Most people don't have that option but the amount of time a normal person takes to die and come back depends on the person."
Leon added, "There's a cure. Jake Muller..."
John shook his head. "That's nothing but a pipe dream."
"It's not! There's a cure. Jake Muller is Albert Wesker's son but he sided with us. His blood is the cure. There's already been a cure. It can't be used on people that are already carriers but it can help people who haven't turned yet!"
John didn't believe it. "Even if that's true I doubt we can get our hands on a vaccine before I take a turn for the worse."
Claire insisted, "You saved Ada and possibly all of us you and David! I made the wrong call. Please...let me make that up to you!"
John saw several J'avo coming. "You guys need to get back downstairs and get the rest of the explosives set up! Me and David will hold them off again! We'll buy you some time!" Leon shook his head. "We're not leaving without the two of you. We're a team. I already lost Helena. I'm not gonna let your deaths be on my conscious too!"
John winced in pain from the bite wounds on his left shoulder and part of the area between his shoulder and neck. "This is about more than your conscious or my life or even Helena's. There are millions of lives at stake maybe the entire world if we don't stop this here. It might seem like worse but I'd say...about half of this city is infected there's survivors but some of them may have found ways out of the city or a lot of them just got struck down by the more lucid carriers. So maybe there's about a quarter of the population left. I hope more but however many are left they don't deserve to die and if I can make a stand here and stop that I'm going to."
Claire fought him on that. "It's a suicide mission!" John groaned, "There's no time to argue! Me and David will cover the entrance. You shouldn't have come back up here! You should help Chris finish what we started! I'm not gonna let myself turn."
Leon pulled Claire away but said, "Let's let them cover the door we can cover the elevator. Some of them are coming in from the stairs!" Claire nodded. "Right!" Ada began firing her M4 at the J'avo who came through the doors as they came towards the elevator. Ada dropped four of them right away.
John had dropped his Rifle and was firing his Handgun. He dropped six carriers with headshots despite his wounds he was still a decent shot. David tried to cover him as they were coming through the windows. He fired with rounds hitting a carrier who was African American hitting him with eight rounds in the stomach and three more in his third eye the round popping the eye in a burst of blood and pus. David called to his partner, "Why'd you drop your Rifle?"
"Out of ammo!" David shouted back, "Those carriers that were in the National Guard have the same ammunition as us!" They needed to make their way over to the ammo. David fired a burst of rounds into a woman's stomach almost near the corpse of a soldier but he grabbed a magazine and tossed it to John. John doubled back limping towards his Rifle but one of the carriers whom John had shot in both arms and knocked the baseball bat out of with a shot, charged at him grabbing him and sinking his teeth into his neck. John screamed kicking him off firing his pistol three times into the man's face.
A carrier had grabbed David too and was trying to hold him so others could ambush him. An NYPD Swat team member who was infected fired an Assault Rifle just as David elbowed the man in the nose. The rounds hit the B.O.W. in the left temple, and john took two rounds in his left tricep. "Fuck!" He dropped to the ground as the SWAT B.O.W. fired mowing down the other two hostiles. He fired his sidearm at the cop's gut firing at what he could to buy himself time but he put the next two rounds in the man's left shin and a third round in his boot. The carrier fell over holding its wounds. David got to his feet firing into the man's face and Claire saw it start to mutate.
"Shit!" John had fired and reloaded his handgun for what seemed like forever before the large man announced he was out but he was nearly to his own rifle. However more carriers swarmed him surrounding him to where not even David who was closest to him could get to him. He had a grenade but didn't want to throw iot for fear of killing his friend. John withdrew his own knife and began hacking at the enemies. David was firing at the big mutated creature which knocked him back. "John! Hang on!" He dodged as it came after him. John screamed back as the creatures bludgeoned and stabbed him, "Go without me!"
John went down swinging as David tossed the grenade at the Ruka-Bedem. The blast got through its armor. Claire and Leon werre almost close enough to John to help him but one of the creatures David had shot had mutated into a Glava-Sluz. It spat its ooze onto Claire trapping her. A J'avo who was a fireman carrying a fire ax came at her but Leon brought it down with a headshot from his P99 but in doing so, lost critical time that could have been used to get to John. Leon helped cut the slime away and David got up trying to shoot his way to John but his partner had at least thirteen B.O.W.'s attacking him and John managed to shoot five of them but there was still more hanging up on the bloodied man. Though john had always been large in stature, Claire had never seen him look so frail, so helpless.
John was getting pale from blood loss bleeding in the front and back of his head as he took another blow from a crow bar as a female carrier snarled and he had a bloody nose and lips as well as a cut on his forehead, on the sides running down it and in the back he had gashes. He dropped to his knees having just stabbed one of them in the forehead, he used his last bit of strength to plunge his blade into the female carrier's chest and she screeched falling down wounded but not dead. The bloodied BSAA agent looked at David and Claire. "I tried my best...it's on you now..."
His voice caught in his throat as he was run through by an overweight elderly B.O.W, with a machete. Blood poured from his lips and the others hit him with bats, one hit him with a glass bottle, and two different men bludgeoned the poor man with weapons, one carrying a 2x4 with barbed wire around it, into his back, the other hitting him with a golf club in the side of the face as he fell face down. "NOOOOOO!" David screamed firing his Rifle in a fury bringing his boot down on the skull of the woman who had hit John as well as kicking the blade in deeper with the other. Claire fired too, hitting the remaining B.O.W.'s who were wounded with the butt of the rifle. "John!" She cried out. Leon tried to see if he was still alive but saw he couldn't be. "Damn it! I'm sorry..."
It was too late. David looked to the crowd of carriers still coming and sprayed like a mad man. "Come on you bastards!" He hit several of them but a carrier hit him too even as he took rounds himself in the side, the carrier fired a cross bow bolt into David's stomach dropping the man. Leon helped the wounded BSAA agent to his feet and Ada managed to grab the remaining bolts from the dead carrier. She also fired two explosive bolts and took out eight of them but still more were coming. Ada hit the button on the elevator door and Leon and Claire helped John, Claire taking his left arm while Leon took his right.
Three more J'avo had been injured by Ada's blasts but they had mutated. Claire and Leon got the wounded BSAA agent in the e;levator. Ada hit the close button frantically and the doors closed just as the thing was about ten feet from the elevator. "They killed him...they fucking killed him..." David said weakly and angrily at the same time. Leon told him, "Just hang in there. Rebecca's downstairs we're going to get you some help."
David started to grab the bow to pull it. "I wouldn't do that if I were you..." Ada advised. The man gritted his teeth, "I know! But I'm screwed either way!"
"Don't say that...just hang in there..! Oh my God...I'm so sorry David...I should have listened!" Ada raised her eyebrows in curiosity. "Am I missing something?" John groaned. "Fucking John...I didn't want to unblock the barricade...Claire did because of survivors...John couldn't make a choice...he flipped a coin...Claire won...either...if he'd just sided with me...we could have avoided this..." Claire had tears she was fighting back. "It's my fault..."
"It's not your fault," Leon tried to assure her but unsuccessfully in her own mind. "You couldn't have known what would happen!"
David coughed up blood. "Damn it...I'd hate to think it was fate for him to get tails..."
Claire told him, "Save your strength."
Leon assured Claire and David, "We've got to do what he wanted and fight on. If Alex Wesker is the one drawing these things towards the lab then he's the one to blame. With all of us combined we should be able to finish him off for good!" She could see the DSO agent was trying to stay optimistic but wasn't sure he believed it on the inside but all the same was trying to be strong.
Poor Rebecca...she's not going to take this well...
Chris
The four BSAA agents found Alex who appeared to be meditating. "You're trying to draw these things here to stop us You're pathetic! Chris declared. Alex's concentration was broken and he opened his eyes, annoyed. He looked and said, "You really think the four of you can stop me? I got a dead DSO agent who just tried the same thing. I reunited her with her sister. And the president she helped kill."
Chris sneered, "You Weskers are all egotistical sons of bitches. We're gonna make sure there's none of you left."
Alex focused on Agent Alomar. "Hello again, binamu. Do you think you can finish me off for good this time?"
Sheva seemed bothered by his words but stated, "I wish it didn't have to come to this but you've killed too many people! You're no different than Albert Wesker or the colonists who raped Africa in the past or the warlords destroying it now!You have to be stopped."
Alex sneered, "You already killed me once, little girl. But I know you didn't want to. We're both child soldiers you and I. We never should have seen what we saw or done what we did. I know that day weighed heavily on your conscious. Deep down you and I are still the same people from when we took you in after your parents died. I still went to look for you after everybody else gave up. Is this how you repay your own flesh and blood?"
Sheva hesitated but then said, "I never wanted to become a soldier but the SPLA were not bad people. We even got our own country because of the struggle. Free from the oppression of the north! Even in the American Revolution there were children fighting."
Alex smirked. "You are not Sudanese. You are a Ugandan. The north and south conflict is of no concern to you. Ugandan is LRA territory. Then again when you're staring down the business end of a barrel what's the difference?"
She spat back, "Then Joseph Kony's struggle is not yours either! But I fought for freedom from an oppresive theocratic government and your terrorist pillager army. They did not make me fight I wanted to. They would have let me just be another refugee they fed and took in. Your commanders gave you drugs and forced you to kill. You were with men who raped girls my age! We are not the same!"
Alex's expression turned to a scowl. "I never enjoyed killing for the LRA. All these useless factions humans create and kill each other over is exactly what is wrong with the world. It's not too late, little sister. We could change the world. I am still your cousin. We still have the same last name. Leave the BSAA!"
Sheva sniffed. "The boy I grew up with died in Africa. Just like so many others. What replaced him is a monster. In honor of our family and that little boy, that monster has to be stopped."
Alex clenched his fists as the four agents got ready to shoot him. "Then what are you waiting for?"
That;s it for this chapter everyone. Like i said people if you';re readng this or have been then please read and review each chapter im not trying to disregard any reviews it's just I don't know for sure that you read it all if you do what many have been doing. Anyway now that we got that aside let's get down to the other stuff. So Sherry is in a tight spot. Will she reunite with Jake yet? So Jake is among the gang related inmates while Sherry is among inmates who looked out for each other in prison before the outbreak but didn't join a gang.
It took me a while to update this, please nobody wish me a belated happy thanksgiving I DO NOT celebrate and in fact the only thing I do on that holiday every year is fast for me it's a day of mourning. Anyway..
As far as John's death he is not one of the character deaths i mentioned I mean he is but he was a character in the SD Perry novels only so it's not as big as deal as when a game character dies. In the books it implied he was close to Rebecca and seemed to flirt so i expanded on that a bit. David is also badly wounded. Will he be able to survive or will he die as well? What i mean when i say character death is like major characters which there will be at least six of maybe more but I already have the six picked out and Helena was one of them. The rest that I might kill off are undecided and I also know who will survive too so that is decided. Some may hate the choices of who i kill some may like it but it depends i mean not everyone likes or dislikes the same characters.
Alex and Sheva and Jill and Chris and Rebecca will fight in the next chapter and as far as Jake goes something big is coming up for him. So stay tuned. The name of this chapter is a referenc to the fact that since in the SD Perry novels John Andrews and David Trapp were friends of Chris and Jill and Leon and Claire and Rebecca I'd have them, seeing as they were part of a S.T.A.R.S police force in Maine be one of the original 11 but with John's fate that's where the rest of the chapter title comes from.
Hope to hear some more feedback soon. And I know you're a way from reading this but thank you for checking this out SF Friend! Actually since it will be a while before you see this maybe i should edit earlier chapters to give you a thanks/shout out that you'l see sooner :) i know not everybody does that but that;s just the way we roll.
Anyway, till next time
