Jake

He saw more coming down towards him. He hadn't seen any B.O.W.'s so far but that didn't mean they weren't there. "So how much farther to your house? If I'm going to have to go two places around here I'd rather we get it done sooner than later before it gets dark."

The boy told him, "It's just a little further. Our neighbor has been watching out for her. He tries to help out when we can. We also have more guns if you need it. Even I can shoot!"

Jake scoffed. "Don't you think you're a little young? I mean I was pretty young when I held my first gun but that was different. Just because I had one didn't mean I was supposed to. I mean I know this country is a lot like Edonia but christ can't kids be kids anymore?"

Malik told him, "I played Football before this sickness started. With the other boys in the town some girls too. But this is Iraq. Every house hold has a gun and the children are expected to know how to use it too. In case our parents aren't around to protect us."

"Giving a kid a gun. What can go wrong there? At least with me, cause of where I was, I had no choice but I picked up the gun volontarily. Nobody gave it to me."

"It's not like the west. We know they're not toys and are only to protect us."

Jake nodded looking at him in silence thinking Then again, it's the IED's that are the prloblem in this country not guns.

"Well...I'm not gonna take guns from your mom or your uncle. They'll need a way to protect themselves and you when we get you to wherever your uncle needs to take you. I can only get you to your family but the rest is up to him. But if you spot anymore of these Anubis assholes let me know. Maybe I can get an AK off of them. Meanwhile, until we get there, you hide when I tell you, got it?"

Jake headed through the narrow pass with the small Yezidi boy just behind spotted several carriers up ahead. They looked like civilians but they were clearly infected. They were beating an elderly man to death. Jake wanted to find a way to get around them but wasn't sure if he could. "Hide!" He warned the kid. Jake snuck around the side of a building, knife in hand.

He could see he was too late to help the older man his head cracked open by the carriers, a man wearing a pair of blue jeans and a silk gold and red shirt who looked more like a Persian BMW salesman from Los Angeles than a religious extremist from Iraq so he came up behind one of them and plunged the blade into the back of the man's skull the blade going into his parietal came out with a sickening crunch and the carriers turned their attention to him. He brought the knife into the next carrier, a male in his late sixties with a graying beard and wrinkles. A male turned his attention to him and Jake stabbed him in the heart.

He was about to whistle for the boy to come out when he saw more people coming at him but he realized they were infected. He thought to himself, Stay put kid. I'll come find you in a second.

He hoped he wouldn't run out of ammo. He almost wished this shit had happened even a few years earlier. At least then,it would have been easier to control. With the US out of Iraq, there was no soldiers, no green zone. If he ran out of ammo he would be isolated. He fired hitting the nearest one, a man with lighter brown skin and a beard that was reddish brown in color, who carried a scimitar. He hit the man with three rounds in the chest.. The man growled with anger and pain and kept coming so Jake put two more in his head. It fell over and exploded and let out a mountain of green pus. From the pus began to bubble a shape which arose to that almost like a hominid but not quite. Jake had never seen any J'avo do this. Sure he had seen them crystallize and take new forms based on the trauma they received but this was new.

It grew to be larger in size than it had been as a person."What the fuck..." It was greenish blue in skin and bald. It had ears like that of an ogre or a devil and it was barrel chested. It spoke with a booming voice shouting in Farsi which was a different voice than it had when he was just a person. Jake started opening fire letting off six rounds four hitting it in the chest the next two in the head. It screamed as it came at him with the blade still swinging. He managed to dodge it and it barely missed and it did nick him on the cheek a bit. He ducked under the rest however and fired, hitting it with several more rounds emptying the mag into its legs and groin. He rolled away, reloading. He continued to fire as it came again. He shot the blade out of its hand and a second round went through its hand but it still kept coming.

Jake kept firing hitting it in the chest with six rounds. He aimed for the head hitting it with three more shots and it took damage as the three rounds tore into its head but it didn't go down so easily. It was bleeding still as it came towards him and kept coming. He readied his knife and threw it into the thing's skull. It sunk into it and he went forward and kicked the blade deeper while firing into the things eyes. It shrieked letting out an other worldly screech and screamed blinded but it was not dead. Jake put th rest of the magazine into its skull and reloaded and then went back to get the boy. "Come on kid. We gotta hurry. Let's go find your uncle."

As they took off, the thing, though blinded and bloody still screamed in a howl, still not dead but Jake did not want to waste anymore bullets than he already had.

"It's not too far now..." Malik whispered.

Sherry

They spotted their guide. He was an Arab with spiked black hair and a five o'clock shadow. He looked to be in his late thirties or possibly early forties. He was dressed up like a special forces a black vest over a dark blue shirt and tan camouflage pants. "You are Agents Kennedy and Birkin?"

Sherry had her hair covered for now while they had to go through the civilian part of the area and they didn't need any backlash. "Yeah. You're our guide?" The man extended his right hand. "I am Al-Hajjaj. CIA has appointed me to be your guide. We're in cooperation on this."

Sherry asked him, "What are we dealing with here? I mean how deep is the problem with Anubis here?" Ferrick admitted, "It's getting pretty bad. The war left a power vacuum. We wanted to build the country again. It's a new government but things are volatile here. Sectarian violence, politics, it's a mess. Maybe the Agency isn't the answer but it's a hell of a lot better than letting extremists take over."

They began to follow him. "So what are we looking at in terms of the B.O.W's? How the hell did they get hold of Bioweapons? It's not like it's even been on the market as long as AK-47's and Rocket Launchers."

"A lot of Umbrella employees that lost their jobs still had access to the virus. It was all supposed to be destroyed when Umbrella went under but some of the samples came up missing. Scientists from Umbrella found themselves out of work and people in developing countries needed new ways to defeat their enemies."

One of the soldiers approached the local guide and they exchanged a brief conversation in Arabic before the man opened the gate after he showed the man an ID. Ferrick had a handgun as well. "Just beyond this checkpoint there are infected. We are going to meet my arms dealer. We will need heavier firepower for what is up ahead."

Sherry asked him, "If you don't mind me asking, why haven't the BSAA shown up yet? Isn't this their field of expertise?" The man looked at her briefly and then said, "Yes of course. We are trying to keep this contained for the moment. Part of why you two were called here is you are also wanted at the embassy. All though most members of Anubis started in Iraq and Syria they have spread all over the middle east and have even made it to the United States, India and Europe."

Kennedy didn't see his point. "Ok...so where does that concern the U.S. government? This is an international crisis and the BSAA has a lot more clearance to go into different countries around the world than we do. After all they don't represent any one government or country."

"This is true and if it were simply a matter of cracking down on local terrorist factions, we can do that, the Iraqi security forces can handle this threat and the Agency is able to support them with whatever they need but I'm afraid it's a little more complicated than that," The Arab guide replied.

"How so?" Asked Sherry. "Even though Umbrella was an international corporation, the American Umbrella employees were hit the hardest. In Europe, a lot of former employees who had deniability were taken into the Global Pharmaceutical Conglomerate as long as they didn't have any first hand knowledge about what was being done. The American employees at that point had Raccoon City on their conscious. Raccoon was your ground zero. These employees who were not prosecuted, were still laid off. They still knew some of what it took to make the B.O.W's. They had a marketable commodity to sell to rogue armies. In a matter of speaking, everything from the days of 1998, to now is armies from non American countries buying the virus from American employees."

Sherry nodded. "Then Neo umbrella came into play."

"Yes. Their presence here has only helped terrorists like Anubis grow and spread throughout the middle east and the world. We wish to help stop them all over the world but to do that we need to get them in their homeland first. To put a stop to them. That is what we are here to do."

He found his arms dealer a man wearing an Agal head covering who had a large beard that was graying. He wore Sirwal pants and a Jubba shirt. He greeted the guide Ferrick. " As Salam alaikum."

The guide replied, "Wa-Alaikum-Salaam."

This is Leon Kennedy and Sherry Birkin. They're with the Division of Security Operations. This is Jamal Abu Assad. He is a good man. We both hate these extremists. So what do you have for me my friend?" The arms dealer replied in a thick accent, "?" The arms dealer replied in a thick accent, "I have stash nearby in a hiding spot that only I know about. Don't want any of these Anubis assholes to get a hold of it. On average when I enter a conflict zone I have enough weapons for small army."

"We don't have a small army at our disposal but we will need as much as possible to get the job done."

The man said, "Okay. Come this way."

She followed the man as did She followed the man as did Leon and their guide who himself had his own handgun. Leon asked, "If things go south, are you willing tofight them with us?" The guide seemed offended by this question. "What you think I am on the side of these radicals just because we are from the same country? That is like saying all Americans are imperialist and greedy."

"That's not what I meant. It's not ablout loyalty. It's about expirience and maybe even supplies. You're CIA I know but this is a covertoperation. We're not supposed to be here you're not supposed to be here. And all I'm saying is that alot of the Iraqi forces laid down their weapons and surrendered to Anubis before even trying to it's just harder to fight your own neighbors than it is a big army."

The weapons dealer said, "But you Americans are the reason Anubis came to be. Many who had fought the US in operation Iraqi Freedom has seen their country destroyed. Anubis was founded in 2007 not recently. It seems to me none of you cared until it was westeners getting killed. Do you know why my name is Al Hajjaj? I am named after Hajjaj Ibn Yusuf. Many in our faith and history view him as a tyrant but in reality he put to death a lot of extremists. He tried to save us from extremism. My parents named me after him in the hopes that I would be the example he was. I am no less dedicated than you are. Neither is brother Jamal."

Leon sighed, "I'm not here to debate politics. We have the same goal in mind. Stopping these fanatics is what we're trying to do.I was just saying if you want our help we need your help too. You know the area you know the city."

Sherry asked them, "So what's the name of our target? The one buying B.O.W's off the black market?" The CIA agent showed her a picture on his cell phone. He was an Arab wearing a black turban and a black tunic. He had a thick black beard with some gray in it. The man looked to be in his early forties.

"This is Abu Al Maseeh. He was detained by the US government in February of 04' until he was released in December of that same year. He was detained because of his role in fighting against the allied the previous year. My colleagues in the Agency received several alleged confirmations of his death but none of them are solid. He has been causing chaos in this country for well over ten years. The best thing we can do is to kill him. Not arrest him."

"When it comes time to discuss that we will but it's our job to try and bring him in. We need to interrogate him to get him to flip on any other Anubis cells he might have,"

Al Hajjaj shook his head. "That's unlikely. I personally interrogated him myself and he did not crack back then and this was when he barely had as much of a history with war as he has now. Perhaps we can try to interrogate him if this is truly what the Division of Security Operation wishes but afterwards he must be killed. He is clever and he usually finds a way to escape capture. He has also broken out of prison before. He escaped prison in 2007. He is a menace to society."

He pulled up a picture and showed them something else. A picture of a Caucasian male with grayish hair and facial hair but other than that they couldn't see any other distinguishing features as the surveillance pictures had only been able to capture so much. "This is one of Neo Umbrella's leaders. He is an American. We don't know his real name but he's believed to be the one selling B.O.W.'s to Anubis and he goes by the alias Anthony Nelson. We don't have a lot on him but he's believed to be a former White Umbrella employee."

Leon nodded. "Understood. Then we have two targets. Hey, Al, is there a BSAA team on the way here? They should normally be here by now.":

"I believe so yes. But in case they don't show up it could be entirely up to us to stop them. They are both priority targets of the BSAA of course but we saw them first. The Agency is willing to work with the DSO on this."

"We should be working together all of us. DSO, the Agency, BSAA," Sherry said. "It shouldn't matter who gets them first. Just that they get caught."

Leon admitted, "I agree. I just don't want to see any civilians die. I know many already have but that's what we're here to try and stop from happening. We don't want a repeat with Lanshiang or Tall Oaks. The C Virus was supposed to be done away with in China."

Al Hijjaj replied, "Well this is easier said than done. Tall Oaks was destroyed by a missile but the BSAA is still dealing with the fallout of the C virus outbreaks in China. The Chinese government approved of letting international SOU agents as well as sending in their own soldiers to deal with the epidemic but they did not agree to destroy their cities the way the US government did. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. It is a good thing because even while you and Agent Birkin were still in the city trying to avoid death there was surely people who had managed to survive. If a missile had been released this would have robbed them of any chances of living if they had so far managed to avoid infection and stay away from the Virus clouds."

Sherry asked, "But?"

Jamal chimed in, "Because they did not neutralize the entire population, this also allowed for the virus to escape. Remember, not everybody is the same when infected from what I understand having read BSAA briefs myself. A man could be bitten or infected in some other way and perhaps not show the symptoms at all. What if somebody gets on an airplane and then infects the flight he or she is on?"

Sherry shook her head as they walked. "That's not possible. The only way to get infected with the C virus is to be bitten from a zombie or to have it directly put into you from an injection. Or the J'avo could put the parasite in you but when that happens you would see the results of that pretty fast and as far as a bite on a zombie, anybody who quarantined civilians would have noticed that."

The arms dealer frowned saying, "They were large cities. All I am saying is to think about it. Yes we know that it was likely Al Khalid but we have to be open to the idea that it could have gotten into our country another way besides black market arms dealers."

He finally got them to where they needed to be. Just then, they heard screams in Arabic. They spotted several men and women running towards the building they were headed toward. "Yallah!" Screamed a female with a Molotov cocktail in hand. "Shit!" Cried out the arms dealer. "They know we have weapons in there! Al Hijajj what the hell did you tell them?"

The CIA agent scowled, "Don't blame me! I kept our operation wire tight. Somebody else must have talked. Whether they are trying to destroy the weapons or take them we need to go stop them."

The arms dealer instructed, "Okay, Agent Birkin and Kennedy, you will take the east entrance I will take the south entrance and Al Hijajj will take the north entrance and try and cut these hostiles off."

Leon agreed readying his handgun as did Sherry. "Be careful you two. They may have AK-47's by the time you get in there," Advised the CIA operative. "If that's true then we will soon ourselves," Leon said. "We've faced worse odds than this."

Sherry held her Handgun to her side saying, "You and Jamal be careful, okay? These B.O.W.'s aren't like normal insurgents they don't go down as easily even when they've been shot."

They emerged through the entrance to see several hostiles. A female had tossed the cocktail into a crate full of weapons. This let off rounds as the weapons went off and Leon tackled Sherry pinning her down for safety. They finally stopped but they heard more firing as Al was engaging the hostiles and they assumed that Jamal was too as they heard gunshots in the varying directions. They saw other carriers dropping the Molotov cocktails anywhere and everywhere. A few of them were hauling out weapons and making off with them by the crate load. Leon drew down on one of the men with boxes and fired two shots but he missed as one of the infected grabbed him. Sherry assisted her partner kicking it off of him and she went back to fire at the carriers herself but before she could she saw from her peripheral vision three B.O.W's coming at her.

She backed up firing hitting a male wearing a Soccer jersey and blue jeans with slicked back brown hair and a beard. Two rounds struck him in the chest a third in the stomach and a fourth in the forehead. The headshot killed him and Sherry took down the next two, a female wearing a white hijab with light brown skin, in her thirties, and a male who was clean shaven wearing a brown jacket over a white t shirt. Leon fired covering her with the Glock as they came from the opposite direction. There was more fire in the warehouse so Sherry said, "We have to get out of here before we're trapped in!"

She emptied the last of the mag into the backs of a few retreating B.O.W.'s some of whom were carrying crates that were on fire. It was strange to her because while the bullet did harm them, the fire though it was burning their skin and clothes as they carried the ablaze crates, they hadn't seemed bothered by it. The smell of burning flesh filled Sherry's nose, nauseating, and overwehelming. The DSO agent tried to ignore it but the smoke was getting to her the way it was getting to Leon.

"We have to get out of here..." He gasped. They went and tried get the door but one was locked or at least it wouldn't budge. "They locked us in here!" Sherry cried out. They both made sure their weapons were properly loaded trying to find a way out of the warehouse. Leon tried the entrance the arms dealer had taken. He cried out in pain as he realized the fire had made the handle hot. "Shit!"

\They began to try and kick and ram the other door down trying the other two entrances. Sherry looked at the weapons on the ground and though the B.O.W's had seemed unfazed by the burning, or at least some of them had, the ones carrying it, the weapons were ruined by the fire and could not be used. "Damn it! They destroyed the guns."

Just then one of the carriers got to its feet tackling Sherry trying to strangle her. It was a man who had six gunshots in his chest and one round in the chin. He had been shot by Jamal. He was mostly wounded but still alive somehow. His eyes had a eerie greenish white glow to them. She kicked him in the groin and then followed up with a round house sending him into some flames. She didn't expect it to harm him but this one did and he screamed like a wounded animal as the flames burned him, his skin blackening as the fire ate through his flesh.

Just then, another door was opened and they were let out and they saw Al Hijjah holding a smoking firearm and two bullet ridden corpses at his feet. "Yallah! You must hurry!" He helped them out of there both of them coughing and winded from the smoke. Sherry tried to catch her breath tears in her eyes as the stench of rotten flesh and endless smoke hadn't left her. "What the hell...was that Al...?Those things...some of them weren't bothered by fire...others were...one of them had green eyes..."

The CIA operative said, "Well...I am not an expert of the virus but to be honest...some of the way the locals have behaved are like the jinn...some of the police forces here reported some strange things claiming to have shot men that are jinn...this is unusual. In Islam, and even pre Islamic tradition, Jinn are usually unseen and not human...then again neither are these people...not anymore."

Sherry asked him, "What is the jinn?" He told her, "The jinn angels and the humans make up the sapient creations of God. Jinn are part of the supernatural realm. They can see us but we cannot see them. It was believed that Shaytan, or who you Westerners called the Devil was the first Jinn."

Leon chuckled. "Maybe it's my Irish Catholic background but I was pretty sure Lucifer was an angel before the fall," Al Hijajj corrected him, "Yes but that is where we differ in beliefs. Islam, like Judaism, believes that angels cannot disobey God. They do not have free will. The Jinn and humans have free will and Jinn like humans are expected to be faithful. There is punishment and reward for Jinn too. This is why it is said that Satan was a Jinn and not an angel. The Jews have the same belief at least as far as Satan being an angel like the Christians believe but like us, they agree that an angel cannot disobey God. But they do not view Satan as an evil figure."

Sherry asked, "Do you have a secular common ground that we can understand?" The man nodded, "The jinn is where your western concept of genie comes from. It even comes from the root word. It is believed they can grant wishes and they can show favor or disfavor towards humans. The good jinn encourage humans to do what is right. If somebody made a virus, specifically geared towards regard to Arabian tradition, they are certainly overlooking a lot of factors. Not all Jinn are evil. Even Muhammad had a jinn and his jinn asked him to do only what is good. A jinn is like a personal guardian. Everybody has one. It's what tells us to do good or bad."

Sherry asked him, "Like a conscious?" Al Hijajj nodded. "Exactly. Of course, these towns people have been acting strange and killing fellow countrymen who are not infected with whatever this virus is. Then again it is not like man needs a literal viral version of Jinn to do evil. Man is good enough at that on his own," The Arab guide turned to the two of them holding up a hand with all fingers extended. "There are five types of jinn. There are different kinds of sub categories but there are five major ones. I do not know if this is what we are dealing with but if it is it is better that you know what you are dealing with just in case. Better safe than sorry, yes?"

Leon noticed a bloody piece of cloth on the ground. Sherry asked, "What is the five types?" The guide was about to answer but then he too noticed the bloody cloth. "That belongs to Jamal..." He said solemnly.

Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
I drew a personality.
That stretch all true realities They keep calling me.

They keep calling me.
Keep on calling me.
They keep calling me

Where figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring of blood.
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadors who took their share

They keep calling me.
Keep on calling me.
They keep calling me.
Keep on calling me.

That's all for this chapter people. I hope you enjoyed sorry it took a while i meant to have this be longer and show what was up with Claire and Chris and co. but I wanted top get this updated. I'm facing similar dilemma with The War Ends Now. I used to make the chapters longer now I don't as much and I'm sure you're relieved at that. I wanted to thank SFfriend and Zillla 2000 for the reviews as always and those of you others who read my stories like this one or The War Ends Now if any of you need good stories to check out check out Weapons Of Mass Destruction and Resident Evil Cry Havoc. Both are good stories and i recommend checking them out and reviewing them as well. I review and i love when authors review back I've struggled when i first got on here to get reviews so i know how it is.

As for the lyrics at the end that;'s Dead Souls by Nine Inch Nails from the crow. I just had my birthday in January and not long after that, Brandon Lee had his he wold have been 51 if he were alive today and that song is from The Crow. I have been to his grave sight several times as I lived in the city for years. In a way, the souls of the people infected by these jinn are dead so to speak in that they are not controlling them/. So just like I have In The War Ends Now i have some B..W.'s from Kanienkehaka legends, my tribe and Resident Evil 5 had African words like magian which is Swahili for demon and then they used Serbian words for the J'avo, well what I could do as far as that is i may still carry over these other B.O.W's from my other story though maybe not since they had more reason to exist being in NY setting and that is kanienkehaka/mohawk land. Where as this is the middle east so jinn is what i thought up and since i have been reading about the Islamic and pre Islamic Jinn, myths, I thought it was interesting and i thought this virus this new strain should be both viral like the T virus but also parasitic which you see kind of both in more recent games certainly 5 was.

And i thought since in Islam what Al Hijajj was describing is true as far as the Jinn and a personal assigned one i thought that would make a good allusion to being possessed or since it is telling you to do good or evil an in this case the evil djinn is taking over your good djinn that might otherwise tell you not to so it's acting like a viral/parasitic jinn kind of like what we see in RE 4 and 5 and 6 though with 6 the mutations varied and this will too as for what kinds go jinn a person will turn into depends on the trauma if they transform or not cause some won't and it will depend which parasitic lottery they got when they were infected or what kind their body let them have when they were infected. Since every person is different i figured the kind of jinn in them should be too and there are five types of jinn each more powerful than the last. The kind Jake just faced was a Marid said to be the most powerful class of Jinn and thats why it was harder to kill in fact he didn't kill it he just blinded it I had it still be alive after severe trauma to emphasize its power.

You could say these earlier jinn's you saw are more moderate the weaker class the weaker class being ghoul but we'll get more into that in later chapters also the reason I made it so that some are resistant to fire is because in the creation myth it says Allah made humans out of pretty much dust though they say clay sometimes in Islam they say angels were made from light and jinn was from smokeless fire so i thought some of them should have sort of a natural immunity to it or resistance to it at least to where it doesn't damage them as much as it would a c virus zombie or J'avo or a majini and in reality when you see RE 6 and how different J'avo mutate, you see them catch on fire and crystalize there too and what they mate into varies based on what trauma you gave them it's completely random so this will be random too. But still equally challenging. I had to look up what different djinn look like so they are pretty creepy and the one Jake saw was based on what the maid looks like.

I mean in Revelations 2 Barry faced invisible creatures so the sky is the limit. Remember jinn/Djinn would be an umbrella term just like Majini and J'avo was but even within those B.O.W groups you have rations based on what they mutated into. Like none J'vavo could have the head thing one could look like a pincher you get the point.

I wanted to basically have the same creature creativity that Resident Evil did but go my own way with it. Besides look at how many tyrants Resident Evil already got named after Greek stuff like Nemesis and Nix.

By the way i talked about this with a few of y reviewers i pretty much have a good idea of who i will pair everybody up with for the most part but I was stuck on Moira because she didn't really have a living male besides Barry. I thought of pairing her with Claire and that could work but Claire will also be paired with a male character who Moira has not met so I'm not sure what to do as far as that goes. I've thought about just having an OC for Moira use not pairing/shippin is no longer my style she's gotta be with somebody and I was thinking i could almost in a way even see Helena and Piers I mean they at least met and they're both new thats the thing I could see Moira paired with an oc easier than say Claire or Jill or Ada. Then that just seems like fan boy shit.

Anyway like i said hope you enjoyed. Take it easy.

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Anyway hope you enjoyed.