Disclaimer: Resident Evil is a Capcom production. This massive story is a product of my mind. Therefore, it is mine. The final battle is upon us. May the guilty be punished for their crimes.
Written by: Striker
Chris checked the clip and slapped it into his Berretta. If he was still drunk, what he heard had sobered him up. He looked up at the rest of the crew he had picked. Jill, Barry, Stan, James, and Ada were getting ready. He had picked them because they were the ones who had recovered from their hangovers. Rebecca and Eliza were in the lab synthesizing more T-virus vaccine. The others were waiting at home. Thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to make sense of what he heard.
Jill straightened her beret. "Do you really think?.."
"Yes I do." Chris replied sharply. "But I need to see for myself. If what happened at Stofield is what I think happened, then we have one hell of a problem."
"Question from the rookie." Stan said. "We're going to Stofield to see if there are what again?"
"Zombies." Barry checked his Python and placed it in its holster. "We're going to see if the town is infected with zombies. If it is, we get the hell out before we become lunch."
"Plus Major Peterson said that a missile was reported exploding over the town." James added. "That may have something to do with this."
Stan looked at Chris. "What's a missile have to do with this?"
"Spencer has sites scattered around the world that have missiles filled with the T-virus." Chris replied.
"You don't think Spencer launched one of those missiles at Stofield?" Stan asked.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't." Chris donned his jacket and headed for the door. "Time to find out for sure."
The helicopter set down in the middle of a small park, next to the copter of the first team. Chris got out and looked around. Already he had an uneasy feeling that he couldn't explain. The situation was very much like the Spencer Mansion, the broken contact with the team, the abandon copter, and the dead silence. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand. "Stay together. I don't like this one bit."
The others hopped out. They were armed with M16A2s and Custom Westerns, plus Berrettas and .45s.
Ada spoke into a radio. "Major Peterson, we're here." She had been given the job of radioman for the team.
"What is the situation?" Came Peterson's voice.
"Copter's still here." Ada replied. "No one around here. This looks like a ghost town."
"We should get moving." Chris commanded. "I don't want to stay in one place for too long."
The team moved out from the park and onto the streets. They traveled down one street, which was according to a street sign named Willow St. It was silent except for the occasional wind that stirred up garbage strewn along the ground. The air was stale and cold. There was also an unpleasant odor in the air. The group came to an intersection. The flaming wrecks of two cars sat on the corner, set below a bend light pole. The slightly decomposed remains of the drivers still behind the wheel. As the team looked around they could see crashed cars, broken windows, and other signs of damage.
"Sir, this is bad." Ada said.
"What do you see?" Peterson asked.
"Remember what Leon said about Raccoon City. This is just like it."
The radio was silent for a minute. "Try to locate any survivors from the first team. The last thing they mentioned were things moving in the bushes. That should be enough of a clue as to where they would be."
"We'll try." Ada said. "But I don't think we can promise anything." She turned to Chris. "Where would there be bushes?"
"In Raccoon there were bushes in front of any public building. We should try the town hall." Chris led the group in the direction he assumed was the town hall. He stopped when he caught movement in the corner of his eye. "Halt." He looked towards an alley and saw someone approaching them. It was a man in a set of BDUs. Chris instinctively aimed his M16A2 at the person.
Jill did the same thing. She knew this person wasn't human anymore. "I think we found one of the soldiers. Too bad he's already dead." As the man approached, the group could see the man's decayed face. He moaned as he reached out for Jill. "No way." She fired, cutting the zombie down.
"Ada," Chris said, "Call Peterson and tell him his men are all dead." Soon, the sound of moaning came from every direction. "Better do that later. Everyone back to the copter. This place is infected."
The team ran as zombies appeared from doors and alleys, looking for a meal. James and Barry fired at several zombies, taking them down. Ada fired a flame round at a small group. The grenade hit and ripped the zombies to pieces. Two zombies lunged at Stan. He shot one in the forehead, spilling its brains. The other he hit with the butt of his gun in its chest, caving it in.
"This is bullshit." Stan said. "You're telling me that this is what you guys do for a living."
"Call it more like a new hobby." Chris pulled out his .45 and dropped several zombies with well-placed headshots. "Compared to the other things we faced, these are nothing."
Jill blew another zombie away with her shotgun. "This is just a waste of our time."
The team finally made it to the park. The zombies were too slow to catch up, so the team had easily outrun them. Chris was about to head for the copter when he felt the ground start to shake. The others felt it too. Jill had a look of panic on her face.
"Jill, what's wrong?" Barry asked. "And why is the ground shaking?"
"LOOK!" Ada pointed to the far side of the field. The ground was buckling as something pushed through the earth. Suddenly the ground between the group and the copters erupted as a large worm burst through. It opened its mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
"Gravedigger." Jill said breathlessly.
"Gulp Worm." Chris growled.
"It's a big fucking worm." Stan said.
Barry turned to him. "You know you have a funny way of stating the obvious."
"I suggest we run." James said.
"STOP!" Chris and Jill yelled simultaneously.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN STOP? LOOK WHAT'S IN FRONT OF US!" James pointed at the Gravedigger.
"If we run it'll follow us." Chris said.
"That's right." Jill added. "It'll sense our footsteps and know where we are. As long as we don't move, we'll be fine."
"Then I suggest whatever we have in our grenade launchers we shoot at that thing." Ada said. The others nodded and took aim. Six grenades flew through the air at hit the gravedigger. The worm reared back and shot towards the group.
Chris and Jill dodged left as the rest dodged right. Stan and Barry fired at the Gravedigger, their bullets easily penetrating the soft body. It paid no attention as it focused on Jill, who was struggling to her feet. She looked up at as the worm lunged at her. She froze, not moving at all. Chris saw her and pulled her out of the way minutes before the Gravedigger's head slammed into the stop where she was standing. It pulled its head up and looked around for its prey, which lay just beneath it. Chris lay on the ground, holding Jill tight. He watched the worm search for them.
James stomped his foot. "OVER HERE!" The Gravedigger turned towards James. James responded by firing an acid round. It thrashed around as the acid ate through the skin. "STAN, GET THE COPTER STARTED!"
Stan nodded and took off. He leapt into the cockpit and started the copter up. "Come on baby, hurry up."
Barry fired three shots from his Python. Each shot blew a hole in the worm's body. "How much punishment can this thing take?"
"I GOT AN IDEA!" Chris shouted. "Jill, load a white phosphorus round. I'm going to make a hole in this thing. When I do, fire the round into the hole."
Jill nodded and loaded one of the white phosphorus rounds she had been given. "Time to test this out."
Chris took out his shotgun and popped in some explosive shells. "Time to see if these work too." He took aim and fired at the creature's side. The shells exploded on impact, creating a large hole. "FIRE!" Jill shot the round into the hole. The white phosphorus immediately began to burn the Gravedigger from the inside out. The team ran to the copter as the Gravedigger fell dead, its body still burning.
"Please tell me we won't have to fight anything like that again." Stan said. "Cause that thing was too much for me."
"No doubt about it." Barry said. "Stofield is infected with the T-virus. I think we all know what that means."
"Our worse nightmare." James said.
"Better tell Peterson." Chris told Ada. "He needs to know about this."
"Shouldn't we do a flyover of Fort Mercer?" Jill asked.
Stan nodded. "I'm way ahead of you. We should be over the base by now." Everyone looked out the windows. The base was the same as the town. Vehicles were overturned and burning. Zombies in military clothes wandered aimlessly around. Some zombie dogs ran around, looking for food. Torn-apart bodies peppered the ground. "Shit. There were one hundred and fifty people stationed here. Now they're all dead."
Ada spoke into the radio. "Sir, are you there?"
"I'm here." Peterson replied. "What's the situation?"
"Everyone in the town and at the base is either a zombie or dead. The team you sent in is dead too. We found on of them, or it found us." Ada looked out the window. "We have to do something before the virus spreads."
"We will." Peterson replied. "Get back to base. I'll have
the others here by the time you get back"
"Then let's get going." Chris said. "Stan, let's leave this place." The copter
left the town behind, which had become nothing more than a graveyard.
Rebecca and Eliza were waiting at the helipad. As soon as Chris stepped out, Rebecca gave him a shot from an injector gun.
"What was that for?" Chris asked.
"It's a T-virus vaccine." Rebecca replied. "We synthesized it from the antibodies in Jill's blood. You may be infected."
"That's nice to know." Barry said as Eliza gave him a shot.
"Peterson and the others are waiting for you." Rebecca said. "Follow me." The others got their shots and followed Rebecca and Eliza.
Peterson waited until Chris' group got settled down before starting. "From what Ada told me, Stofield is a complete loss. Fort Mercer is also gone."
"What are you going to do?" Jill asked.
"Simple," Carl said, "The only thing we can do. We're doing what we did to Raccoon City. It's the only way to insure that the virus does not spread any farther."
"Another nuke." Claire groaned. "Umbrella's ruined another city."
"How could that town be infected so quickly?" Max asked. "The least time it takes is twenty-four hours."
"Unless it's a super-virus." Eliza said. "Those T-viruses in those missiles have to be airborne and work within twelve hours."
"Jesus," Barry said, "That means that we have little time to cure all the people infected. Imagine if Spencer targeted a large city. There would be no way to cure all the people."
"Spencer's got us by the balls now." Jeff said.
Kelly closed her eyes. "This can't get any worse."
"It does." Carl said. "We received a threat from Spencer this morning. It said that if the S.T.A.R.S. continue to attack Umbrella, he will launch more missiles. And I think he's intent on doing that."
"The situation is this. We either keep attacking Umbrella and Spencer launches more missiles, or we do nothing and let Umbrella do whatever the hell they want." Peterson slammed the wall. "Whatever we do Spencer wins."
Leon rubbed his head. "I say we're fucked."
"I agree. This is a no win situation. We should just give up." Rick said.
"I can't believe you guys." Janet said. "Last night we were happy as hell. Now we're talking about walking away. I'm not quitting."
"Neither am I." Barry said. "What would Kathy think if I quit?"
"We can't attack Umbrella." Max said.
"If we do, Spencer will send missiles everywhere." Ark added.
Carlos looked around the room. "What are we going to do now?"
"Comply, and back down." James said.
"What about you Chris?" Jill asked.
Chris' eyes were fixed on his bracelet. He had heard what the others had said. Now a feeling had begun to well up inside him. Something similar to what he had felt that night during that thunderstorm. A feeling similar to what he had felt the first time he fought Wesker at the mansion. The same feeling he had felt at Antarctica. The same feeling he had at Gabesville. A feeling of intense anger mixed with hate. A rage steadily building inside him. "I'm not giving up." He said, his voice low and harsh. He stood up and looked around the room, his eyes cold and fierce. "I don't care what anyone tells me, I'm not giving up. This is what Spencer, Wesker, and Nicholai want. They want us to back down. Well I'm not going to. I say we hit back at Spencer himself. I say we end this for good. I say we attack Spencer himself, we attack Umbrella's HQ." Chris looked at Peterson. "You want Armageddon, you'll get Armageddon." Chris turned towards the door. "Spencer has gone too far. This ends now."
The clock had stopped ticking. The lines had been drawn. The countdown had ended. The road to war had reached its destination. Now Armageddon lay before us all. With Spencer's final act, the last of the pieces had fallen into place. Now, one battle was left. The outcome of it would determine the fate of the world. This war would end. One thing was certain; no matter who won everything would be changed forever.
Author's Comments: The time everyone was waited for is finally here. The wait is over, the time is now, and the final battle between good and evil will begin. Spencer's retaliation has paved the way to the last engagement. And when it happens anything will go. Just hold on tight, cause it will blow you away. The exhilaration of finishing this up. Anyway, you know I had to throw the Gravedigger into this story. As with the names it was called, it was called a Gravedigger in RE 3 and a Gulp Worm in RE: CV. Go with whatever name you like, I don't care. Also, how about the reaction to Stofield? Kind of reminds me of the saying it's always darkest before dawn. In other words, the worst shit always happens before the final victory. Think about it.
The time has come. The final Part will begin, and all will be decided. No more games, it's time to get serious. And Chris is serious. The preparation for the assault on Umbrella's HQ starts in RE Armageddon: Part VI, Chapter 1- It Starts.