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Resident Evil: Armageddon
Part I- Prelude to Destruction
Chapter 6- New Orders
Written by: Striker
"DAMMIT!"
A young man sat in a big, black chair at his desk, studying reports he had received. He was furious at the incompetence of his employees. First there was the screw-up at the Spencer Mansion. After that, the simple mission to get the G-virus from Birkin that had been fowled up. That had led to the outbreak at Raccoon City. Umbrella had been forced to get the U.S. military to destroy Raccoon to cover up their mistakes. Now, because of that, the U.S. Government was breathing down their necks. Then there was the S.T.A.R.S.
"S.T.A.R.S. How I loath that name," he said with a glare, his blue eyes cold as ice.
He knew that they were out there. He also knew that there were other survivors who were working with the S.T.A.R.S. too. Because of them, Umbrella had lost not only three plants in Raccoon, but three other facilities around the world. It was these facilities he had just found out about. He flipped through them, looking at the names. Sheena Island, Rockfort Prison, Antarctic Base. He threw the documents on his desk, his eyes darting over to another piece of paper. It contained a list of the survivors, and where they were. He needed to refresh his memory for the meeting he was about to have.
"Let's see. Who do we have here?" He said in an inquisitive tone, as he began to read.
Chris Redfield- 25. He was one of the S.T.A.R.S. members that had destroyed the Spencer Estate. He was also responsible for the destruction of the Antarctic base, where he went to rescue his sister. He was currently in London, England
Jill Valentine- 23. She was a fellow S.T.A.R.S. member and also helped to destroy the Spencer Estate. She was also in Raccoon City when the virus hit. She not only escaped the city, but she managed to kill the Nemesis that was sent to kill her. She was somewhere in Europe, supposedly looking for her partner, Chris Redfield.
Claire Redfield- 20. She was Chris' sister and another survivor. She came to Raccoon City looking for him, but was caught up in the outbreak. She escaped, broke into Umbrella's HQ, was captured, taken to Rockfort Prison, escaped, got taken to the Antarctic Base, and was rescued by her brother. She was in London with her brother.
Leon Kennedy- 23. He was a new recruit to the Raccoon Police Department. He had arrived at Raccoon the same time Claire had. He had escaped with Claire, but not before they both blew up the lab. He also ran into Ada Wong. It wasn't clear, but something had happened between them. He was last sighted in Richmond, Va., but disappeared shortly after.
Sherry Birkin- 12. The daughter of William and Annette Birkin. She escaped with Claire and Leon. She was wanted because she had been infected with the G-virus. It was believed that she was currently with Leon, though it wasn't certain if she was.
Barry Burton- 38. Another member of S.T.A.R.S. and survivor of the Spencer Estate. He had taken his family out of Raccoon. It wasn't known why, but it may of had something to do with what happened in the mansion. He then came back to rescue Jill. While his family's location was not known, it was believed that Barry had a secret base around Atlanta, Ga.
Rebecca Chambers- 18. The last of the survivors from the Spencer Estate still alive, the other being Brad Vickers who was killed in Raccoon during the outbreak. She was also the youngest member of the S.T.A.R.S. Bravo team, and the only one from that team to survive. She had left Raccoon and had been under surveillance ever since. Last location was Trenton, N.J. A few days ago, though, she had begun to move north, apparently to find someone. She was currently being followed.
Carlos Olivera- 21. He was a former member of the U.B.C.S. He turned traitor and had helped Jill escape the city. He also saved her life. He had gotten her the T-virus vaccine from Raccoon City Hospital when she was infected by the Nemesis. He was currently in Europe with Jill.
Ark Thompson- 24. A government investigator who was a friend of Leon. He had gone to Sheena Island at Leon's request. He had escaped with two children, Rott and Lily Clien. They were last spotted in Madrid, Spain, but had somehow vanished. Their location was now unknown.
"I swear, this company is full of imbeciles. They can't seem to do ANYTHING right." He was enraged that out of the eleven survivors on the list, only three were found. What really stole the show was how the one survivor, Claire Redfield, had managed to even get into Umbrella's HQ. It was mind-boggling how she could have done it. If HE was in charge then, HE would have had her executed on the spot. In fact, if HE was in charge then, she wouldn't have even gotten in here. If only he was calling the shots, none of this would have happened. Mr. Umbrella was a fool. He didn't have the balls for the job. The old bastard cared more about making money than taking care of anything else. He was confident, too damn confident, that the S.T.A.R.S. or the other survivors wouldn't cause them any trouble. They had cause plenty. Six facilities lost, that was intolerable. He had been so sad when both Alfred and his sister Alexia parishes at the Antarctic Base. Good riddens. That whole family had been insane. Besides, everyone knew those two were probably fucking each other. To think Alfred was next to take control of the company. God help Umbrella if that happened. It was too bad the loon was dead. It was even worse that Mr. Umbrella had been in that horrible "accident" and had died just a few days ago.
"Yes, it was just so tragic that that old fool drove his car off that cliff," he said, an evil grin slowly spreading across his face. It had been no accident. He had planned it. A steep road, slick with rain, and a cut brake line. It had all been set up so that Mr. Umbrella would be killed. With the Ashfords wiped out, only one other person was left to take charge.
"ME, Charles Spencer, the rightful owner of Umbrella."
He had finally done it. He had finally returned Umbrella to its rightful family. It had been the Spencers that had first funded the research on the Mother virus. It was in the Spencer Mansion that the T-virus was born. It was the Spencers that had founded Umbrella. It was the Ashfords that had took Umbrella from his grandfather, Lord Edward Spencer. Ever since, those fools had ruined the company, putting weak people in charge. And why, because they claimed that THEY were the founders. That was bullshit. It also over. Now Umbrella would be a power to contend with. It would finally see its true glory. But first things first, he had to get rid of those who would try to stop him. Hopefully, these two people he would soon see would not fail him.
"You had it easy up to now. Now it's my show, and soon you'll all be DEAD."
Nicholai Ginovaef cursed to himself as he headed to the chairman's office in the Umbrella HQ. He had been in Spain looking for a Mr. Ark Thompson, when he was called back to Paris. It was at the request of the new owner, Charles Spencer. Nicholai didn't like the guy. He had a sneaking suspicion that there was more to Mr. Umbrella's death than what was revealed. He knew that Spencer had probably orchestrated the whole thing. Sure he didn't tell anyone. Lord knows that Spencer had a few screws loose. It was only that Nicholai valued his life that he kept his thoughts to himself. He swallowed as he approached the heavy, maple doors. He straightened as he entered.
"You wished to see me, Mr. Spencer?" The words had a bad taste as they left his mouth.
"Yes. Yes I did. It's about the S.T.A.R.S. and the other survivors. It's time we quit playing games. This has gone on for too long. Where my predecessor failed, I shall succeed. For that I need your help. So far you seem like one of the few people in this company I can trust to accomplish the mission at hand without screwing up."
Nicholai knew what Spencer wanted before he even said it. "You want me to hunt down the S.T.A.R.S. and their allies?"
Spencer was pleased. Nicholai was indeed intelligent. "Why yes. That is what I want you to do."
"There are eleven targets, am I right?"
"Almost. By tonight there should only be eight left. I have sent agents to finish off the Redfields. Also, it's only a matter of time before Miss Chambers stops to rest. When she does, it will be the last thing she does." He smiled wickedly as he said this.
Nicholai felt uneasy looking at Spencer's expression. 'This man is a maniac. He is enjoying this too much.' To Nicholai, this was work. He never did anything for enjoyment. He did what he had to did. The only exception was when he found Jill and Carlos. He would thoroughly enjoy killing that bitch and that traitorous prick.
"Is there something troubling you, Nicholai?"
Spencer's voice snapped him back to reality. "No Sir. Just wondering about my mission."
"I'll tell you went the other man gets here."
"Other man, Sir?"
"Yes, Nicholai. You'll have a partner this time. Do try to get along."
"What partner?" Nicholai hated to work with anyone. He liked to work alone.
"As you know, these people we are after are very dangerous. Mr. Umbrella was blind to that reality. He saw them as pests. I see them as worthy adversaries. I will not underestimate them. The fact they are still alive is proof enough." Spencer got out of his chair and ran his fingers through his thick, brown hair. He then walked around to the front of his desk and began to pace in front of Nicholai, making the Russian nervous. He continued, motioning with his hands as he talked. "With a difficult mission like this one, you will undoubtedly need help. I have chosen as your partner a certain individual with certain talents." He pointed towards Nicholai. "While you have a mind useful for military tactics, this man is the master of psychological warfare. Where you deal with physical attacks, he is skilled in attacking his opponents mentally. In fact, he should be here right about know."
As if on cue, Nicholai heard the door open and someone step in. The door then closed as slowly as it had opened.
"Ah, right on time."
"As always Sir."
Nicholai's eyes widened as he recognized the voice. He turned to the man, his face convoluted with rage. There before him stood a tall man, all in black, with slicked-back, blonde hair and black shades. Only one word came from Nicholai's mouth as he growled.
"Wesker"
"Good to see you too, old friend." Wesker drew out the last two words, his mouth a devilish smile.
Nicholai turned to Spencer, furious. "What the hell is this? Some kind of sick joke? That man," he pointed sharply at Wesker, "Is a traitor. If I had my gun I'd shot him myself." Nicholai was about to explode. This was an outrage.
Spencer's smile faded, replaced by a scowl. "This is no joke. Wesker is back with us now, where he belongs. Besides, he has valuable information about the company he USED to work for. We have incorporated that information into this plan. Speaking of which, it's time to give you what you came here for, your orders."
"What do you want me to do." Nicholai wanted more than anything to get out of the room and away from Wesker.
"Very good. You have initiative, I like that. You will go to Atlanta, Ga. There you will wait."
"ATLANTA! WHAT THE FUCK'S IN ATLANTA!"
"As you know, Miss Valentine and Mr. Oliveira were rescued from Raccoon by Mr. Burton. What you didn't know was that the helicopter Mr. Burton was flying appeared near Atlanta a few days later, but disappeared. He then bought a ticket back to New York City."
"How do you know this?" It was Wesker who spoke. He was interested by this information.
"Simple. As you also know, Atlanta has the CDC, or the Center for Disease Control. It was assumed by Mr. Umbrella that Mr. Kennedy would try to take Miss Birkin, who had been infected with the G-virus, down there. The agents in the city had been checking the passenger records when Burton's name came up. Unfortunately, they were a few days too late and missed him. We, or I, believe that Mr. Burton hid the helicopter at some secret hideout. Just recently, I got a report saying that a Mr. Burton requested that power be restored to some large building located somewhere in the mountains outside of Atlanta."
"Where is it?" Nicholai asked.
"That's what you will find out. You are to go to Atlanta. You are to set up surveillance around the city. Chances are the other members of his little group will be meeting there soon. We will provide you with adequate men to handle the job. We will also monitor the Atlanta International Airport. We will then give you the kind of vehicles they will be driving. Now I may be wrong. Atlanta could just be a rendezvous point. Therefore, you are to stay there for two weeks. If you don't sight them, you are to return here. But, if they do have their little base there, they should have to go into the city for supplies. In that case, watch for them. You are to wait until you have a POSITIVE sighting. Only then will you call in two of our best agents. You should know them. They will help you. DO NOT attack the S.T.A.R.S. base until they arrive. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do." This was getting worse by the minute. He was stuck playing watchdog. He just wondered what Wesker's mission would be.
"Wesker, your job will be just as simple. You will oversee Project X. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir. I do."
"Then that is all. Nicholai, you will leave tomorrow morning. Wesker, you will remain here. Dismissed."
Nicholai turned and left the room. He cursed his luck as he stormed down the hall. He was stopped by the sound of the door opening and closing quickly.
"Nicholai, hold up."
He turned and saw Wesker coming towards him. "What do you want?" He sneered.
"I just wanted to say good luck."
"Listen Wesker, I don't know how you got Spencer to trust you, but know that I don't."
"You can trust me. Don't you know that the enemies of my enemy are my enemies? Beside, I have a score to settle with most of them, especially that fool Chris. Trust me," Wesker removed his shaded to reveal the reptilian eyes behind them, "You will need my help."
Nicholai was shocked, but his face quickly turned into a smile. "Don't you know you can't trust a snake?" With that, Nicholai turned and headed to the elevator. He had to pack for his trip.
"To shay." Wesker said as he put his shades back on. He looked back and smiled at Spencer's room. 'Soon Spencer, soon.' With that, he laughed and headed for the elevator.
Author's Comments: Spencer isn't evil, now is he? This one is as obvious as getting shot in the ass with a rocket launcher. Well, we know who the villains are. The question is will Nicholai find Barry's hideout, and who are the agents Spencer was referring to. Also, what is up with Wesker? I know this is a shock, but just stay turned and you'll find out what the deal is. Well, just two things. One is that Mr. Umbrella is a real character from Resident Evil. One of the notes you find in the first game is written by him, so there. I decided to use a Spencer because the Ashfords were use in C.V., and they're all dead. I also modified the history of Umbrella a bit to suite the story.
In the next chapter, we find two of
the groups come together. This union will begin a chain reaction that with
bring the S.T.A.R.S. team together. Who will it be? See for yourself in RE
Armageddon: Part 1, Chapter 7- Old Friends Unite.