Tangora: I get to do the disclaimer again, oh lordy lordy! Smashes Chris' nads in

Chris: What the hell was that for!?

Tangora: I said, ha, ha. We own nothing!

Chapter 35

Somewhere (Its a secret!)

Trent's POV

I got off the chopper with Billy Coen. Taking a breath of the somewhat fresh air, ignoring the smell of gun powder, I looked over at my agent.

"Ready I asked adjusting my tie. Billy took a look around, letting his surroundings sink in a bit. With a shrug he turned back to me, "This better be well worth 60 thousand bucks, Trent."

I grinned. "Well of course it is. We can't allow anyone to get their hands on that Plaga, my employers wouldn't have it." I replied smoothly.

"Course not. Now can we please just get this over with, the sooner I have those samples, the sooner you make me rich. Not to mention the world, as cliche'd as it may sound, will be safe again." he said.

That's right...keep your optimism, walked ahead of him. "Of course." I was about to leave to get to the door ahead, but decided to remind him of our meeting place.

"Now now when you gathered all five samples, meet me here. You have 3 hours." I said without turning around to see his expression. Somehow I knew he was probably acting childish and mocking me behind my back.

"Oh, and I'd think twice before using that middle finger towards me again."

"Ah...right...see you then..." he replied rather amused. And with that we seperated. This mission seemed easy enough. From the data I've collected, it seems the samples are scattered around here...well on the island, but I need that fool Coen to terminate whoever that other man is along with his agents.

Seems Wesker is here as well, soon Redfield. It's vital that I get those samples. If Coen fails, at least the other threats will be gone.

The deep depths of desperation, resulting from a broken heart(Whoa, emo)...

Ashley's POV

I should have known, he doesn't care about me. I'm not worth caring about... Maybe i should just let those crazy guys take me after all. I should be glad hat someone wants me. Not that I blame everyone... Maybe i come on too strong... Oh well. It's too late to change now,

"Ashley..."

I looked up from my tear-soaked arms, "Chevy?"

"Uhh..yeah...umm, about the little screaming fit i had back there... I uh... didn't mean it... well, most of it... I'm just really stressed right now. And I had some time to think.."

I tilted my head, "You've only been gone, like, thirty seconds..."

"I have a small brain. Anyway, I'm not mad anymore, a least not at you, and I wanted to apologise. And now that that speech is done, let's get back to Mummy and Daddums"

I laughed a little, feeling better already, "Can we hold hands?"

"No."

"But.."

He smiled warmly at me, "Look...You can't throw yourself at every hero you meet. You need to meet the right guy halfway. Besides, all the clinging makes you look kind of easy..."

I wanted to punch him, but I knew it was true.

"Hey, don't cry... You'll find someone someday...but until then, keep your hands in your own pockets, or else I'll punch you next time, I swear."

He paused for a second, holding out his hand to me, "Okay, let's get moving.."

"Okay," I replied grabbing his hand, standing up and following him back towards where the others were.

How the hell do I know?!

Billy's POV

Is it just me or does Trent seem REEEEALLY untrustworthy? Nah, screw it, as long as I can get a hold of those plagas before any evil dude gets em aka WESKER, then it should all be A-Okay.

Walking straight ahead, I could see a long series of tracks leading down a dark tunnel. Strange, no carts. I sighed and began walking through, bringing out a flashlight.

"God this is boring, when's the action?" I mumbled to myself. After a long ass walk I made it to the end of the tunnel, but only to hear voices. I pressed my back against the tunnel wall and looked around the corner to see 5 people talking. I could only recognize one of the girls standing in a corner near me, who I met with one of Redfield's agents, Kennedy I think, a few years back. Didn't remember her name but whatever.

The other girl was probably the President's Daughter, the three men who were talking amongst themselves...A different Redfield Agent, A researcher, and the last man, I have no clue who that is, maybe he's the other man who's after the samples. Either way, I gotta get them out of my way.

"I feel like someone's watching us..." the familiar chick commented looking around.

Oh the irony...before I could jump out and start firing at the little weirdos I ended up turning around and bumping into a familiar face. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped when I saw those familiar green eyes and short brown hair.

"R-REBECCA?" I asked. She quirked an eyebrow, looked me over and grinned widely. "Billy!"

"CHAMBERS? COEN?!"

We both turned around to see that familiar girl again. She smiled widely herself at the sight of us. "RE0 HEROES! Wow that ryhmed..."

Dammit, why couldn't she keep her trap shut?! I grimmaced as the she walked over to us. Rebecca however seemed to have a odd look on her face when she looked at the other group. Wait a sec I know that red tint on her cheeks and that glint in her eye. She's oggling someone, but who?? For some reason I twitched because of that...

The familiar girl looked at Rebecca and then back at whoever she was staring at before glaring at her. What the?

"Just WHO the hell are YOU staring at?!!" the girl asked, placing her hands on her hips. I coulda swore I saw her eye twitch really fast. Oh boy, this is gonna be a long night.

"Alrighy guys, Chevy's back" A man announced as he walked up behind them, "Oh you guys look...ummm... busy. I'll come back later," He said turning around.

I suppose I could play along and say Redfield sent me after Rebecca for back-up. That'll just have to work for now. Then when I can get each of them alone I can rid of them, collect the samples, meet Trent, get Rebecca outta here, and claim my mula. Now thats what I call a plan.

Knight Room or whatever they call them in Spanish...

Clarie's POV

Okay, so after introducing that whore Chambers, and Billyboy to the others, I told them I wanted to go grab the King's Grail, they could go grab the Queen's Grail. Well more like I snuck off on my own to go do that without notifying them where I'd be going...So I went on my merry little way to the hall with all the different suits of armor just standing there. I knew two of them were gonna try to slice me up in little bits, soooo yeah...

"Armor numero uno..."

Walking up to it, it began to tremble as it brought it's axe down, I took a step back and it missed me completely. Pfft, who needs fancy smancy back flips when this is so much more simpler?

"Armor numero...two..." It didn't even budge, but was in it's actiony pose.

"Heeeey what gives?!" I shouted before poking it, it began to move, my eyes widened as I screamed, "AH SHIT!" It brought it's axe down, luckily I rolled out of the way, but the axe ended up scraping against my arm.

"Ah ya bastard ya!" with that little sob I sighed and made it into the room. Rubbing my arm I spotted my treasure. It was shiny..."Ooooh shiny...must...touch..." I slowly approached it, snatched it with a "Yoink!" and stuffed it in my pack, how the hell it fit in it I will never know.

All of a sudden as if I didn't know, the entrance was now barred up, and the walls were moving. I grinned and looked around, spotting the weapons on the wall.

"ZELDA IN RE4! MY DREAM HAS COME TRUE!"

I grabbed the sword and shield off the wall, and jeez were they heavy, but I could still swing it around, as long as I held it with two hands, so the shield was out...

Three of those suits of armor (I don't remember what they're called dammit! Give me a break!) started to march towards me with their weapons drawn. It was A Knight's Tale all over again!

So I did the only thing I knew how to. I shut my eyes tight and swung like there was no tomorrow, while charging at them. All that could be heard was CLINK! CLINK! CLANKITY! CLINK!

I opened my eyes smiling until I realized they were just staring at me and then at the scratches I made on their armor. Damn...ah well Plan B.

I whipped out my Striker and laughed like the maniac that I am. "EAT THIS BIATCH!! MUAHAHAHAHHA!!" and the armor dudes were no more...oh wait I still have three more, Screw them! I slipped past the gates and ran like a little bitch. YAY!

I forget where my head is every now and then

Nick's POV

So Rebecca and Billy were there talking and doing stuff with everyone else and having a jolly good time. I however, ain't supposed to be here. I'm an unknown factor, Chris and any other third party know nothing of me. Clarie's a ghost so she can be seen where ever the hell she wants to. Chevy's also a ghost, and as for Luis, he has every right to be here. Me, no no. So when the time was ripe I slipped into a little nearby room away from the public eye.

"Ello merchant, any good sales as of late?" I asked walking in and type type typing on the typewriter (If only it was from Chicago!).

"Heh heh heh, non so far mate. I'd reckon you may wanna try a hand me shooting gallery. You can net yerself a pretty penny I suppose." Shooting gallery!? Hot dog, that game net me a crapload of pesetas back in the old country!

So I walked in and looked at the nearby statistics board. Bleh, that high score's about to get knocked off.

"Well mate, rapid fire or sniping? Heh heh heh," the ol' chum asked me.

"Rapid fire my good lad, I got me some bottle caps to win!"

"A wise choice mate."

After I got my weapons, I kicked the double doors open and walked into the gallery. "I do believe this is where I show off my shooting skills partner." I spit aside, imaging a clinking noise being made as I brought out the TMP and pressed the button. "Bring it bitches."

The ganado targets came up, I shot them easily. So easily in fact, that I starting flipping my gun around as if I had a codename that started with an "R" and ended in a "evolver Ocelot."

After six go aheads at the game, I went through the doors and returned my weapons. He pulled out six different bottle caps and gave me a bag full of several gold bricks containing the Los Illuminados insignia. After staring at the shiny for a bit, I looked at my bottle caps one at a time.

Hey, what do ya know! I had a bottle cap! It had me in a little actiony pose pointing my every so lovely magnum. Ooooh, button...

"Cut the chit chat, Smith." Hehe, oooh, this brings back memories. After rubbing the mini magnum a little I put it away and pulled out the next one.

Awww, its a mini Clarie I can carry around with me. She looks so cute. She had her arms folded, with her gun in one hand, grinning. Yay another button!

"Flippin'-A!" Awww... anyway, after putting that one away next to mine, I took out the next bottle cap.

Chevy, wow, he has one for all of us. Button button, whose got the button.

"Geez! I'm not THAT stupid! Close, mind you, but not that stupid." Wonder who called him stupid... hmm... putting that thing away, I took out the next bottle cap.

Luis Sera, and I thought I was high maintenance. I flipped him in the air before catching him and looking at his little version. He was on one knee pointing his Red9. Where is it... there it is! Button!

Two gunshots were heard before, "Did you send out those invitations? I told you no more than fifty people!" Hehehe, always made me chuckle. Glad I saved him. Anyway, next bottle cap up was...

Hmm, Clarie's brother Chris. Why's he in here? I haven't seen him around at all. He had an annoyed expression, rubbing his temples. Lesee...

"DAMMIT CLARIE!" Well, what an interesting quote. I pushed it again just for kicks. Hehehe... anyway, last bottle cap.

Holy Crap! Wesker! He has a bottle cap! And its mine! Yay! He was standing there with one hand on his side, and his S.T.A.R.S Custom Samurai Edge handgun in his other hand. Shiny Wesker related button...

"You're next." Woah, freaky.

End of Chapter

Tangora: Earth, fire, wind, water, heart, go planet!

Hunk: You're powers combined, I am Captain Planet!

Clarie: Riiiight...so this was a short chappy.

Tangora: Thats what you think. Hehehe, now, lesse... I was gonna do something...

Clarie: Kay, so what were ya gonna do?

Tangora: (sits down at large dining room table) Dinner? Try the apples... (grabs a plate of chicken)

Captain Planet/Hunk: Captain Planet's a vegetarian. But Hunk's a meat man. Oh no, a paradox! (gets sucked into a wormhole)

Clarie: Holy shit, aren't you gonna go help him?!

Tangora: He's Captain Planet, and Hunk. He needs help from nobody.

Clarie: Kay! So uh before we leave ya...(looks around and shoves Becks in the wormhole)

Manbecca: Noooo!!

Clarie: (smiles) Kay, so any last words sides, REVIEW!?

Tangora: Not really, no. (wipes mouth in a fancy manner)

Clarie: Alrighty, leave a review!