Disclaimer: One more time. Capcom owns Resident Evil and the characters, creatures, and games associated with the series. This is a work of fan-fiction written by me and based on the series. That is all.
Written by: Striker
Chris and Jill stepped out of the building to find the others waiting. There were many responses to Chris' shades, but only Stan spoke. "He's only been in the Army for one day and he already thinks he's a bad ass."
Chris took off his shades and stared at his friend. "How long have you been here?"
"Long enough to get bored." Stan replied. "I was ordered to meet you here. We leave now. Barry's wife has already been notified. The sooner this mission is completed, the better."
"Why are you here?" Chris asked. "I'm a pilot too."
"No, you're a Captain. It's my job to get you there and bring you home. Now let's go." Stan got into a jeep parked near the vans. "See you at the helipad." The jeep roared off.
"Here we go again." James said.
As the group got into the vans, Chris pulled Rebecca aside. "Here." He gave her a plastic Zip-Lock bag.
"What is this for?" She asked.
"I have a feeling that this is a trap." Chris looked around to see if anyone was listening. "I think Wesker may be involved. If he is, then this may be to our advantage. Keep this between us, got it."
"Then what's this bag for?"
"You'll see. Now let's go." Chris and Rebecca got into one of the vans. The vehicles headed for the waiting helicopters.
The Chinooks hummed softly through the sky. One contained Chris and his half of the S.T.A.R.S. The other held James and his half of the S.T.A.R.S. It was decided that the team would be split into two teams. Chris' team would be Alpha and James' team would be Bravo. James had been made Captain of Bravo team. When the team arrived, Alpha would take one side of the factory and Bravo would take the other side.
Stan stared nervously at Chris, who was checking the clip in his Berretta. "You better be careful with that. Ever see the movie Goldfinger? One shot and we'll get sucked out the hole."
"You watch too much TV." Chris replied. "Besides, I know what I'm doing. You just concentrate on flying."
"I'd feel better if you put that away." Stan checked his position on the GPS unit installed in the cockpit. "Why did you bring all those weapons? From what I heard this was to be easy."
"Nothing's easy Stan. You should know that. Murphy's Law."
Stan shook his head. "You and that fate crap. You believe that way too much. You know what I say, shit happens. Cause and effect, things happen because we make them happen, not because some outside force makes it happen. You have to understand that."
"You always were the one to be practical. Believe what you want, and I'll believe what I want." Chris looked back at his team. Most were doing what he was, checking their weapons. Jill saw Chris and smiled.
"So you finally got yourself a girlfriend." Stan looked at Chris. "How long and how serious?"
Chris turned forward. "Unofficially for awhile, officially for a few days. And I'd say it's pretty serious. Maybe after Umbrella is through we'll take the next step."
"The old ball-and-chain. I know that too well." Stan held up his left hand. A wedding band was around his ring finger.
"When?" Chris was interested.
"A while ago." Stan replied. "Name's Suzan. She's a nice girl. We met three years ago got married last year. Sometimes things are rough, but I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Guess you have something at stake too." Chris said. "Just another reason Umbrella has to go."
Wesker stood behind Nicholai in the security room. "They will be here soon. I just received word from our lookout that two helicopters left D.C. over two hours ago. We should make ready."
"Fine," Nicholai replied, "But does that thing have to be here?" Heavy breathing came from the corner of the room where a large figure stood in the shadows.
Wesker grinned. "Don't worry Nicholai, he won't harm you. In fact he's coming with me."
"You speak as if that thing were a brother."
"In a way, he is. We're both bio-weapons after all." Wesker turned to leave. "Release the creatures near the entrance. They seem hungry." Wesker snapped his fingers and the dark creature followed him out.
Nicholai shivered. How he had ended up in this situation he didn't know. Things had been going so well in the beginning. Now the situation was spinning out of control. He knew he was playing a deadly game, but Nicholai knew he was fucked no matter what he did. Wesker's obsession with Chris and Jill was disturbing. Nicholai wanted so much to kill Carlos, but it wasn't the only thing he thought of. Wesker seemed bent on killing off his foes no matter the cost. The fact that he had so monster following him around like a dog was also disturbing. "I just pray I live through this." He said as he hit the release button.
Chris scanned the entrance. The rest of the team secured their weapons and prepared to move in. "Watch yourselves, this could get ugly." Chris and James approached the doors and tested them.
"This is odd." James said. "Shouldn't these be locked?"
Chris shook his head. "I knew this would be a setup. Guess we'll just have to blow up their plans again." The team entered and passed the front desk.
"The hall splits up ahead." James said. "I'll take my team left."
"Be careful." Chris said. "Who knows what's in here." No sooner had he said that than the sound of scurrying could be heard. It was accompanied by a sound that sounded like a wet washcloth being thrown on the ground.
"I would like to ask, but I probably don't want to know the answer." Ark said.
Jill raised her gun. "I know what some of those things are. Either Drain Demons or Brain Suckers."
"What's a Drain Demon?" Janet asked.
"Think of a giant insect with heavy armor and likes to suck your brains out." Jill said. "My advice is to kick them on their backs and shoot their stomachs."
Soon six Drain Demons appeared, accompanied by eight greenish creatures that resembled giant frogs.
"Gamma Hunters." Jill said.
"I call them dead meat." Claire said. She pulled out her M100Ps and fired at one of the Gamma Hunters. It squealed as its body was punctured with bullets. It stumbled and fell forward. Claire stood in shock at the size of the exit holes. "I could have used this ammo a long time ago."
Two Drain Demons broke right. Chris, Leon, and Barry followed them. Chris and Leon fired on one. The creature's thick shell and fast speed made it hard to hit. The Drain Demon then pounced of Chris. It took all his strength not to go down. He could see the drill-like mouth and its hungry, yellow eyes. Chris held the creature back with his left arm while he pointed his M16A2 at the thing's belly. He fired. The force of the bullets knocked the Demon on its back. Leon rushed up and pumped two rounds from his Custom Western into it. Barry, meanwhile, saw this. He then saw the other Drain Demon coming towards him.
"Fuck this." Barry whipped out his Desert Eagle .50 cal. And took aim. "This better work like Monroe said." Barry fired. The boom was ear shattering. The .50 cal. round tore through the Drain Demon's shell, exiting its stomach. The monster collapsed as its bodily fluids poured out. "This is heavy artillery." Barry said in shock.
Rebecca and Kelly were busy firing on two Drain Demons with their M100Ps. "We may have to flip them over." Kelly said. One reared up to pounce on Kelly.
"Down."
Kelly ducked as Ada fired several shots from her Berretta. The bullets impacted the creature's eye and slammed through the brain. It squealed and fell dead. "Thanks." Kelly said.
"No problem." Ada replied. She holstered her Berretta and moved to another target.
"Let's get this one together." Rebecca said. Kelly nodded. The women waited for second Drain Demon to lunge. Rebecca sidestepped to the left and with Kelly kicked it. The combine force sent the monster on its back. It thrashed wildly, trying to right itself. Rebecca raised her machine pistols and fired until they ran dry. "That ought to teach you. HEY!" She looked at her left wrist. A pink, sticky, tongue was wrapped around it. She turned to see the Gamma Hunter that had her.
Carlos saw this and reacted immediately. "Keep your tongue to yourself." He said as he drew his knife. He brought it down, severing the Hunter's tongue. The Gamma Hunter's bleeding tongue shot back into its mouth. It let out a horrible scream. "You all right?" Carlos asked Rebecca.
"Fine." Rebecca grabbed her M16A2 and fired a grenade round into the Gamma Hunter's open mouth. The creature swallowed the round and looked at its stomach seconds before it was blown from the inside out. Pieces of it flew everywhere.
"Shit." Jess gawked as the Hunter exploded. What could have been its liver smacked into his right leg. "Jesus." He turned to see another Gamma Hunter take a swipe at him. He dodged and fired off a shot from his Desert Eagle. The .50 cal. round tore through the Hunter's midsection and exited the back, obliterating the spinal cord. The round continued and hit a second Gamma Hunter in its left arm, tearing it off. Its howls of pain were silenced by a short burst from Jeff's M16A2.
"This sure is fun." Jeff said. He turned and fired a flame round at another Gamma Hunter. Its chest exploded into flame and it fell. Jess just nodded.
A Drain Demon and two Gamma Hunters were approaching Max, Rick, and Janet. "I got this one." Janet said. She pulled out her Desert Eagle and fired it at the Drain Demon. The results were like Barry's. Rick leveled his Custom Western and pumped two shells into his Hunter. The beast fell in a shower of blood.
Max had a more difficult time. His Hunter had leapt almost on top of him. It then opened its mouth to swallow him. "Oh no you don't." Max growled. He shoved his M16A2 into the Gamma Hunter's mouth and pulled the trigger. "I hope you like hot lead." The back of the Hunter's head was blown out. It swayed before falling back.
Ark backed up, baiting the Drain Demon he was facing. On his signal Eliza pulled a pin on a grenade and rolled it under the creature. The explosion flipped the Demon on its back. Ark then pulled out his pistols and fired into the Demon's body. "These aren't so tough." He said.
Eliza smiled back. "Especially if they're stupid."
James ducked a swipe from a Gamma Hunter. "Back off." He fired several rounds from his rifle into the Hunter. Ada joined in with a blast from her Custom Western. James turned to Chris as the monster fell. "There's only one left. You want it?"
"Why not." Chris said.
"I'll help." Before Chris could react, Jill fired an acid round at the Gamma Hunter's face. It screamed as its eyes were dissolved. "All yours."
Chris pulled out his shotgun and fired point-blank. The heavy slag shells he had loaded crashed into the creature's head, ripping the top of it off. Chris stood over the mutilated body and holstered his shotgun. "Let's move out. If you find anything that is not human, kill it. Also, watch your backs. I have a feeling we're being watched."
Nicholai sat in the security room. The battle had ended faster than he though. "Wesker won't like this." He watched as the team split into two. "I better report in." He picked up his radio and switched it on. "Wesker, the group has split up. Redfield's group is heading your way."
"Good." Came Wesker's voice. "Make sure the other team has a hard time surviving. I'll deal with Redfield's little party myself. How did the welcoming committee go?"
"The S.T.A.R.S. slaughtered them all." Nicholai responded.
"No surprise. Those B.O.W.s were so obsolete. See you later." Wesker's radio went silent.
Nicholai set his radio down. "They are better armed than I thought. No matter, you will still die." Nicholai proceeded to track James' group. "Welcome to my lair said the spider to the fly." He smiled as he hit a release switch.
Bravo team kept a tight formation. James didn't want anyone to get ambushed or separated. The dimly lit hallways didn't make him feel any more comfortable. He also had the feeling that someone was watching him. They came to a junction. "Jeff, Jess, check it out."
"Right." Jeff said. He and Jess moved silently ahead. Jess took the left corner while he took the right. He peered around the corner by saw no one. He was about to turn away when he saw something move in the shadows. "What the?"
THUMP, THUMP. THUMP, THUMP. THUMP, THUMP. THUMP, THUMP.
"What's that?" Kelly asked.
"You got me Kell." Max said. He raised his rifle and saw Jeff slowly backing up. "What's wrong man?" He asked.
"I think I saw something. And there it is." Jeff pointed to the ceiling. Two large, black spiders ran across the ceiling. Three more ran out form the hall Jeff had been checking.
"Just like Raccoon." Ada said.
Janet aimed her M16A2 at the spiders. "I don't suppose anyone has any bug spray."
"Left it at home." Jess said.
"Shoot them." James ordered. In a hail of gunfire, the spiders were reduced to bloody masses. The two on the ceiling fell to the ground, landing on their backs. Their legs folded up in a position of death. "This doesn't make any sense." James said. "Why didn't we see any guards? And few monsters and that's it. This place can't be contaminated. Someone had to bring these things here. Keep moving and look out." The team continued on, failing to see the camera that had caught the battle.
Chris nervously edged towards the door. Jill covered the hallway. The Alphas had split up to cover more ground. It was a sweep to ensure that any more surprises didn't spring up on them. Chris nodded to Jill. She nodded back and he pushed open the door. The room appeared to be for cutting metal. Various cutting equipment dotted the room. "All clear." Suddenly he heard a yelp from Jill. He bolted from the room to find Wesker behind Jill, his hand around her throat. "Wesker." Chris growled, raising his rifle.
"Drop your weapon or she dies." Wesker looked at the necklace around Jill's neck. "This is so pretty. It must have cost a bundle. Now drop your weapon or she dies."
Chris lowered his M16A2 and tossed it to his side. "Let her go."
"Your Berretta too." Wesker ordered. Chris complied, taking his Berretta and dropping it in front of him. "Now kick it away." Wesker barked. Chris kicked the gun. It stopped halfway between. Wesker flashed a wicked smile. "Good boy. I knew you would obey. We don't want anything to happen to your precious Jill."
"You're a coward Wesker, hiding behind me." Jill snapped.
"Shut up." Wesker replied. "Neither of you are in any position to make such comments."
Chris had his eyes fixed on Wesker. "Hurt her and I'll tear your throat out."
"I'd watch my mouth." Wesker sneered. "It would be a shame if her beautiful neck was crushed."
A smile spread on Chris' face. "And I'd watch your back." Wesker heard the sound of two guns being cocked behind his head. "I have friends."
Wesker turned to see Barry and Carlos with Berrettas inches from his head. He turned back to Chris. "Bravo Redfield, you seem to have me at a disadvantage."
"Isn't it funny how history has a way of repeating itself." Chris said. "This kind of reminds me of the Spencer Estate."
"But this time I have a bargaining chip." Wesker spat. Unknown to him, Jill had slid her foot so it lined up with his groin. She rocketed her foot up, catching Wesker by surprise. The next few seconds seemed like slow motion. Wesker doubled up and Jill sprinted away. She bent down, scooped up Chris' Berretta, and spun on her heels. At the same time Chris reached behind his back and pulled out his .45. He leveled it at Wesker just as Jill joined him.
"Isn't life a bitch?" Chris teased. "Just when things seem like they're going your way, your plans get fucked up."
Wesker held his groin and breathed deeply. He shook with rage. It didn't help when he heard the sounds of other weapons being cocked behind him. He turned to see all the Alphas in their sights. "You think you can kill me. I"LL SHOW YOU!" Wesker rushed Chris with alarming speed. He knocked Jill to the side and wrapped his right hand around Chris' throat. "Time for you to die. Now no one can save you."
Meanwhile Bravo continued their sweep. Rick stopped and stretched his back. Something on the ceiling caught his eye. He saw the blinking red light of a security camera. "James, we're on candid camera." He pointed to the camera.
"Shit." James wasted no time blasting the camera. "I knew we were being watched. We have to warn Chris. Let's go." Bravo team ran off to find Chris.
"NO!" Nicholai yelled as the monitor went dead. "This is not good." He grabbed his radio. "Wesker, they know we're here."
"What?" Wesker turned to his radio. Nicholai's warning caught his attention. Chris took the opportunity and grabbed his combat knife with his right hand. He brought the knife across his body and stabbed. Wesker barely caught the glint of the blade before it penetrated his right kidney. Chris pulled the knife out as Wesker collapsed from the pain. "You bastard." Wesker chocked. "You'll pay for that." Wesker got up and covered the wound with his left hand. He staggered down the hall, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
Chris stared at the bloody knife in his hand. "Rebecca, get over here." Rebecca walked over to Chris. "Give me that bag." Chris took the plastic bag and placed the knife in it. He handed the bag to Rebecca. "Don't loose this."
"OK." Rebecca said. "Why do you want this?"
"Because," Chris said, "With Wesker's blood, we can find out what kind of virus he was infected with and find a cure. Trust me." He looked at Jill. "You all right?"
"A little shaken, but I'm alright." She replied. "I never want to go through that again."
"Chris, should we get James?" Barry asked.
"Looks like we don't have to." Eliza said.
James ran up to Chris. "We're being watched. This whole place is wired with surveillance cameras. This is a trap."
"I know." Chris responded. "We just had a run-in with Wesker. I injured him, but that won't stop him. We have to finish him off."
"How do we find him?" Ada asked.
"Follow the blood." Jill pointed to the blood trail Wesker had left.
"Time to kill that snake." Chris said. He grabbed his M16A2 while Jill retrieved her weapons. The team then followed the trail.
After a while the trail stopped. The team saw Wesker standing at an intersection. "I'm glad you followed." He said. "I would be so disappointed if you ran."
Chris was about to say something when a large shape appeared behind Wesker. "I'd turn around Wesker. You have company."
"Oh yes, I know." Wesker motioned to the creature to move forward. To everyone's amazement and terror a large Tyrant moved next to Wesker. It was ten feet tall and clad in a black trenchcoat. Its bald, gray head was that of a Finished Tyrant. Its right arm was that of a Nemesis, complete with black, fingerless glove and tentacle. Its left arm, however, was that of an Unfinished Tyrant. The claws were shorter, about five feet long, and gleamed in the light. It let out a thunderous roar as its eyes fixed on the S.T.A.R.S.
"Oh God." Jill said.
"This is the Nemesis II." Wesker said. "It is the ultimate killing machine, designed with all the best features of the past three Tyrant classes." He turned to the monster. "Those are your targets," Wesker said, "Kill them." The Nemesis II slowly began to advance on the S.T.A.R.S.
Chris readied his rifle. "Great."
At that moment, we were looking death in the face. This would only prove to be a glimpse at the horrible creatures Umbrella had spawned. Fate had thrown everything it could at us. Now this would be our greatest test. If we lived or died would rely on our abilities and will to survive. Few times have I truly been terrified. This would prove to be one of those times. Now the rest of my team and I would have to fight our fear and get the job done.
Author's Comments: The mother of all cliffhangers. Aren't I so cruel to end Part IV this way? Oh well, this will just make you have to read Part V. Ha, Ha, Ha. I am EVIL. What about the hostage scene? Little poetic, isn't it? Wesker finds himself in the same position Chris found himself in during Resident Evil. And what about Stan? Looks like he's a married man. On a side note, I'm not sure if the Gamma Hunters can shoot out their tongues. If not, consider these Gamma Hunters new and improved. Also, if you find it a little hard to believe that Wesker could be hurt by a kick in the groin or a knife to the kidney, then just remember this. This is my story; I can do what I want. Besides, that knife plays a big roll in the next Part. Speaking of which, what is the next part?"
We are one Part removed from the final
battle. Only one Part remains. That Part will be the final countdown to
Armageddon. In the first chapter of Part V, the S.T.A.R.S. must battle the
Nemesis II. Will they be able to stop this new walking nightmare? Find out in
RE Armageddon: Part V, Chapter 1- Battle For Survival.