Disclaimer: This story if of my own design. Any new characters or creatures are mine. All other characters and creatures as well as the background storyline belong to the folks at Capcom.
Resident Evil Judgment Day Five, only the strong will survive Method Man- Judgment DayChapter Six- Revelations.
Umbrella HQ. Paris, France.
Mr. Umbrella watched as the last of his men entered his office. "I here the last mission was somewhat of a success." He said. "It's a shame they all escaped."
Mike chuckled. "I was expecting them too."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Umbrella asked.
A sick smile spread across Mike's face. "Only that Ada has been accused of being the spy and everyone bought it, all except Chris, Ark, Heather, and Leon. From what my spy told me the team was ready to kill her. Unfortunately Connors had Ada locked up."
Mr. Umbrella lit a cigar. "Good. I take it that means that your spy is still safe."
Mike nodded. "Those people are so easy to fool." He looked over at Hunk and Nicholai. "I can see why Wesker had such an easy time deceiving the S.T.A.R.S. Of coarse, that raises the question of why these two couldn't finish off their targets."
"Just remember that you said that Redfield, Kennedy, Thompson, and Mansfield didn't buy it." Nicholai said. "And your spy won't be able to fool them for long. He or she will be unmasked."
"Not before they're dead." Mike replied. "My spy told me that the Black Ops team plans on attacking our facility in Mexico within 24 hours. They plan on attacking during the inspection. What's more, Genoas will attack the facility at the same time. Connors purposely timed his move to coincide with Genoas' assault. The only thing my spy doesn't know is why."
"Maybe he thinks that while we're busy with Genoas' men, they can slip in unnoticed and blow the place while everyone's still inside." Hunk said. "Maybe he's counting on us being there."
Mr. Umbrella clamped his teeth on the cigar. "In any case, I want you men there. If both those groups think they can honestly beat this company, they have another thing coming."
"Speaking of spies," Hunk said, "how do we know that we don't have any among us? If it's so easy to have one of our people infiltrate both Black Ops and Genoas, then what's stopping them from planting a spy here?"
"Nonsense." Mr. Umbrella said. He took hid cigar and flicked ashes into his ashtray. "No one in my company is a spy. I made sure of that myself. Every one of my employees I can trust. Besides, who could be a spy?"
"O'Riley." Mike replied. "There's something about him I don't like."
Hunk chuckled. "Looks like someone wants to get someone else in trouble."
"Look, I know that you don't like the man," Mr. Umbrella said, "but that doesn't give you the right to accuse him of being a traitor. He has worked for me for the past year and throughout that time he has proven his loyalty. If you are going to accuse someone, then think of someone else."
"Fine." Mike said.
"Now, on to other matters." Mr. Umbrella took a puff from his cigar. "As you are aware, I had a spy in Genoas. Unfortunately, because of what happened here several nights ago the spy had to leave. However, my spy met her objective and brought along another person to join our happy family." He hit the call button on his desk. "Send them in." He ordered.
"Remember to do what I told you." Brigit said. "If you do, you will be just fine."
Kennings' hands were shaking. "Are you sure?"
Brigit nodded. She opened the door and stepped inside Mr. Umbrella's office. "We're here Sir."
"Aw, Dr. Grant, it is an honor to have you back." Mr. Umbrella said. "And Dr. Kennings, nice to have you join us. I take it you found your reception quite warm?"
"Quite." Brigit replied. "For a minute I thought I was a dead woman. Wesker had figured out who I was. He had Philips send his two goons to grill me. In the end I managed to talk myself out of my little bind and escape with Dr. Kennings. I you just love to see the look on their faces right about now."
"So what is so important about her being here?" Nicholai asked.
"I expected as much from you." Brigit said to Nicholai. "Still haven't gotten the idea that maybe a woman can be as good as a man. I say that is rather chauvinistic if you ask me."
Nicholai growled. "I can see that you are a condescending bitch."
"Enough of this." Umbrella said. "Dr. Grant has been kind enough to bring us a very important piece of information. I believe it's something that we lost and Wesker found. If you would please."
Brigit took the briefcase that Kennings was holding and set it on Umbrella's desk. "This is all the data on the T-Veronica virus."
"You don't mean the virus the Alexia Ashford was working on for the last twenty-something years?" Mike asked.
"The same virus." Brigit replied. "Wesker retrieved the files for the virus when he attacked Rockfort and Antarctica. From what I was told, this virus is powerful. Alexia injected herself with the virus and put herself in cryostasis for fifteen years. When she emerged she was stronger than Wesker."
"Stronger than Wesker?" Hunk asked. "Is that possible? I heard he was super-human."
"He is." Brigit said. "And so is Eliza Walker. I should know, I treated both of them. However, they can still be killed. Wesker was seriously wounded when he returned from Antarctica. There is a chance to kill him, abet a slight one."
"Speaking of Wesker, I hear that Genoas is attacking one of our labs." Mike said.
Brigit grinned wickedly. "Ah yes, I remember Philips saying that he was planning another raid before I left. The man wants revenge for what happened the last time. No doubt Wesker and Eliza will be on that team, as well as Tim and Stacy."
"Who are they?" Hunk asked.
"Philips' best solders." Brigit said. "Those two managed to destroy two of your facilities."
"One shot and we can eliminate two threats at the same time." Nicholai said.
"This is a golden opportunity." Mr. Umbrella said. "Two birds with one stone. We can crush this Black Ops group and take out two of Genoas best solders." The intercom buzzed. "What is it?" He asked.
"Professor. O'Riley is here to see you." The secretary replied.
"Send him in." Mr. Umbrella replied.
O'Riley entered the room and saw Brigit and Kennings. "What's going on here? Why was I called, and who are they?"
"Professor." Mr. Umbrella said. "Meet the new members of your team. Dr. Brigit Grant and Dr. Jonathan Kennings, formerly of Genoas. They have something that will make us unbeatable, the T-Veronica virus."
O'Riley's eyes widened. "I thought that virus perished in Antarctica. How do they even have the knowledge to recreate it?"
"Wesker got it from the base before it was destroyed." Brigit said.
"Sir, with all due respect, you can't make it." O'Riley said. "That virus is too dangerous and any monsters it produces will be far too destructive for us to deal with. Do you want to create another Birkin?"
"I intend for you to perfect it." Mr. Umbrella said. "Make it more stable. I want to be able to use it on humans to create unstoppable solders."
O'Riley shook his head. "You can't be serious."
"Lost your nerve?" Mike asked.
"You can do whatever you want with that virus, but I'm not going to be involved." O'Riley said. "Besides, I have my Tyrant to take care of."
"About your Tyrant." Mr. Umbrella said. "I understand that all the tests are complete."
"Yes." O'Riley replied. "What do you want to do with him?"
Mr. Umbrella took another puff. "It seems that both the Black Ops team and Genoas' little team will be attacking our plant in Mexico. I think it's time for give this Tyrant a little test run. I want to see just how powerful this new weapon is."
"He's not a weapon." O'Riley said. "And he will go, but only if I go with him."
Umbrella put out his cigar. "Good, it's agreed. You leave immediately. I want several squads of UT commandos to accompany you. O'Riley, take Dr. Grant and Dr. Kennings down to the main lab and get your Tyrant. This will be our greatest victory."
The team left the office. As O'Riley walked out Mike grabbed his arm. "You have a lot of guts to say what you did to the boss. That makes me very suspicious of you."
"Is there some point to this talk?" O'Riley asked.
"Don't slip up." Mike replied. "If you do, I will personally see to it that you suffer. Do I make myself clear?"
O'Riley nodded. "Don't worry. I won't let you down." O'Riley turned and continued to escort Brigit and Kennings down the hall.
"That was pleasant." Hunk said. "I can tell that this will be a very interesting mission."
Mike smiled evilly. "Oh, you have no idea how interesting things are going to get. You have no idea at all."
Black Ops 6 base, Northern Washington.
Chris sat at the dining table, thoughts running rampant through his head. In only an hour the team was set to leave. He couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. Claire came into the dining area, walking better than the night before. "Your foot OK?" Chris asked.
"Yeah." Claire replied. She hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to her brother. "I don't care what the others say, I'm not going to treat you like shit. You're my brother."
"At least you're taking to me." Chris said. "Man, I wish everyone wouldn't be so narrow-minded. There's a good reason that Ada is not the spy."
"Then who do you think it is?" Claire asked.
Chris scratched his head. "I have a good idea, but I don't think I should say anything without proof. This must be so rough on Ada and Leon. I think they care a lot about each other."
Claire signed. She was having guilty feelings about pulling her gun on Ada. "I can't believe things got to the way they were. We almost became as bad as Umbrella." Claire took a deep breath. "That reminds me, what did that Burns guy mean about our parents?"
"I don't know, but it's been bugging me too." Chris replied. "I think we should get some answers." Chris and his sister got up and started to look for Connors. They found him in the computer room. "Tom, we need to talk."
"About what?" Connors said. "This better not be about Ada. I think you got your point across last night."
"This isn't about Ada." Chris said. "This is about Claire and I. What did Burns mean about our parents? What does he know?"
Connors took a deep breath. "I don't think this is the time to discuss this."
"Then when is?" Claire asked.
"After the mission." Connors replied. "When we get back we'll have a talk. Right now I think we should focus on the task at hand."
"I'll hold you to that." Chris said, walking towards the rec. room.
Connors turned to Claire. "Are you fit to go?"
Claire nodded. "I'm fine. I just hope things go differently than last time."
"So do it." Connors said. He turned to see Leon walk towards him. "What is it?"
"I need to know." Leon said. "What are we going to do about Ada?"
"She stays here." Connors said. "I think it's the best thing to do considering the situation."
"Then I stay too." Leon said. "Someone has to stay behind and watch her. Judging from the reaction last night, I don't trust anyone else with her."
Connors nodded. "Very well, but hear this. If she escapes or causes any more trouble, you will be held responsible. Got it?"
Leon nodded and left the room. As he headed for the stairs to the basement, Ark and Heather walked up to him. "Guess what guys, I'm not going with you. I'm staying with Ada."
Ark nodded and patted his friend on the shoulder. "I thought as much. Mind if we go downstairs with you."
"Not at all." Leon said. The trio made their way downstairs, where Scott, Rebecca, Barry, and Marcus were busy gathering weapons for the rest of the team. When they got to Ada's cell Leon walked up to the door. "Hey Ada."
Ada was sitting cross-legged on her cot. She looked over to Leon. "Good morning. Are you coming to say goodbye?"
Leon shook his head. "I'm staying here with you. It's too lonely here to be by yourself. Besides, if things go bad at least I'll be here to make sure you don't starve."
Ada managed a weak smile. "Thank you. I feel so much better now."
Leon took the key and unlocked the cell door. "Listen guys, don't tell anyone but I'm going to let Ada leave the cell while everyone else is gone. There's no need for her to stay down here."
"Don't worry, we won't." Ark said. "We'll see you later."
"Wait." Leon said. He pulled out his VP 70 and handed it to Ark. "Take my gun. It's set on auto, just pull the trigger. You may need it."
Ark took the gun. "I hope I don't have to use it." Ark smiled at Ada. "Don't worry, I bet everything will work out fine for you."
"Thank you." Ada said. "You know you didn't have to believe me. I'm sure the others are mad at you for being nice to me."
"There's such a thing as being innocent until proven guilty." Heather said. "I'm sure we'll get the proof we need to clear your name." Heather left the cells with Ark in tow. They got half-way through the boiler room when she stopped Ark. "Ark, there's something I want, no, need to say."
"What is it?" Ark asked. He had an idea of what Heather was going to say. He had been thinking about it too.
"About us." Heather said. "With all the other people getting close, I was wondering if maybe, no, just forget it."
Ark was surprised by Heather's words. "Forget what, that we may get close too? You know, ever since we met I was wondering if maybe we were right for each other. The kids adore you and Lily even asked if you and I were together. No matter what happened, you were always by my side. If that doesn't say anything, I don't know what does."
"It's just that I'm scared that we'll get close and then you'll die." Heather said. "I don't think I could go on if that happened. I also doubt that if I died that you could go on living. I don't want to put you through that."
Ark looked into Heather's green eyes. "I care about you very much. And I know that if I lost you now, I'd be broken. I have a bad feeling about this mission. I just want to know that you care about me the same way I care about you."
Heather took a deep breath. "I care about you too, but I think we should wait before we commit to each other. I'm sorry, but that's how I feel."
"Then I promise that I won't let anything happen to you." Ark said. He put his arm around Heather and walked her out of the boiler room. He was surprised to see Chris attaching a pair of automatic pistols to his back. "What are you doing? I thought you already got your weapons?"
Chris strapped a set of pistol holsters around his abdomen and put two Glocks in them. "Added insurance. I never go into a situation like this without something for backup." He secured another set to his belt and put two .45s in them. He then strapped his knife that Jill had returned to him in Paris to the side of his right calf. "I have a feeling that we'll run into plenty of trouble on this mission. I plan on being ready."
"Are you always this paranoid?" Heather asked. The look Chris gave her answered her question. "Of coarse. With all that's happened we all have a right to be." She took one of the M16s and strapped it to her back. She then fixed a set of holsters around her waist and placed two Glocks in them. "I think we should play it safe too."
Ark strapped a Remington shotgun to his back and got a holster for Leon's gun. He also got a Desert Eagle and holster for it and strapped it to his back. "So what do you think will happen Chris?"
"When I was in the S.T.A.R.S. we had a saying." Chris said. "It went expect anything. In other words, always expect something to go wrong. I'm expecting everything to go wrong, even if the others don't." Chris grabbed his navy blue jacket and put it on. The jacket did a good job at concealing the guns. He grabbed a M16. "Let's go, we should be leaving soon."
Ark watched Chris leave the room. He then turned to Heather. "For our sakes, I hope he's wrong."
"So do I." Heather replied.
Claire made one last check of her grenade launcher. Satisfied, she slung it over her shoulder and headed for the rec. room. As she stepped on her right foot, a ting of pain shot up her leg. "Ouch!"
"You OK?" Carlos asked, walking up to her. "I don't think you should be going with us."
"Nonsense." Claire said. "My foot's fine. At least I can walk on it."
"But can you run?" Carlos asked. "You won't do much good if you can't get out of danger fast enough."
Claire chuckled. "You sound like my brother. He asked me the same thing a while ago. I bet he doesn't want me to go either, but I seem to have a bad habit of not taking his advice."
Carlos picked up his MP5 off of the table, where all the rest of the weapons were laying. "I can kind of see why. With your parents dead you're the only one he has left. If I was in his shoes, I wouldn't want you to go either."
"At least he doesn't try to control my life like he used to." Claire said. "At least he hasn't tried to tell me what to do during the past few days. I hope he doesn't start now."
Carlos put his hand on Claire's shoulder. "Look, in case Chris asks I'll watch your back. If your foot gets messed up again I'll get you to safety."
"Thanks Carlos." Claire said.
Jill stared into the mirror next to the front door and finished straightening her beret. She had earned it after only a month in Delta. Time had begun to show, as the beret looked worn and beat up. She had made it a habit to wear it in all her S.T.A.R.S. missions. Most of the guys had said she looked cute in it. Only Wesker, Barry, and Chris were the only ones that didn't say that. She had figured that because Barry was in S.W.A.T. and Chris the Air Force that they knew what it meant. Wesker seemed to never care that she wore it. It was almost by reflex that she took it with her when she escaped from Raccoon. Now this was the first time since being in the S.T.A.R.S. that she had worn it.
"Funny how much that reminds me of being in the Rangers." Marcus said.
Jill smiled as she saw the reflections of Samantha and Marcus behind her. "I thought it was time to start wearing it again."
Samantha held up her Uzis. "I can't wait to get to that base. I intend on paying Umbrella back for the last time. Too bad they lost their spy."
"That's not what Chris thinks." Jill said. "Nor do Leon, Heather, and Ark. They seem to believe that Ada's innocent."
"How much more proof do they need?" Marcus asked. "We found everything in her room. Now tell me how they can still believe her? And what's up with Chris? I never thought he would be defending someone from Umbrella."
Jill turned to her friends "He's always been like this. For as long as I've known him he always looks into things way too much. He also has the tendency to make up his own mind. Scary thing is he did the same thing before we went to that mansion that he's doing now. I'm starting to think that he may be right."
"The man's paranoid." Marcus said. "This whole mess with Umbrella must be getting to him. If he thinks that the spy is someone else, after today he will see that he was wrong. We'll go in and pull this off as perfectly as Tom told us we would."
"Sad thing is Umbrella will have no idea this time." Samantha added. "It'll be a cake-walk. But just in case, I'm ready."
"As am I." Marcus said. "In fact, I hope we do run into trouble. I didn't get a piece of those Hunters the last time."
Jill laughed. "Expect someone from the Army to want to get in a fight." Jill looked back at the mirror. "I just have this feeling that something is going to go wrong. I've always been taught to never take things for granted. If it looks too perfect, it is. I think we should be careful."
Samantha patted Jill on the back. "That's just your past experiences talking. I can see why you would be worried, but whatever happens we can deal with it. Come on, I think we leave soon."
Jill watched Samantha and Marcus leave. She took one last look at herself and followed.
"Where are Chris, Ark, and Heather?" Connors asked.
"Still downstairs." Barry said. "I saw them go down with Leon."
"They better get their asses up here now." Connors said, looking at his watch. "We leave now."
Just then, Chris, Ark, and Heather walked into the room. Chris grabbed his SPAZ- 12. "We're ready."
Connors watched Ark and Heather take their guns. "I think you three are being a little prepared. There won't be that many people there."
"Taking into consideration the events of the past week we want to be ready for anything." Ark said.
Connors shook his head. "Alright, listen. This mission will be different from the last one. Instead of planting a bomb, we'll set off the self-destruct mechanism in the plant. Every plant has one located somewhere on the premises. This plant's mechanism is located on the first floor past the main storeroom. When we start the countdown, we'll have a half hour to get out. I know where to go, so follow me." Everyone nodded. "Let's move out." Connors exited the door and headed for the copters. The other began to file out.
Jill waited by the door for Chris. "How many guns do you have?"
"Enough." Chris replied.
"Look Chris…" Jill began.
Chris cut her off. "Now's not the time. After the mission we can talk. Jill, I want you to stay by me. I have a funny feeling about this."
"So do I." Jill said. "I hope I'm wrong."
The couple reached their copter and climbed in. In a few minutes both copters were in the air and heading to Mexico, carrying their cargo into a deadly trap.
Genoas Corp. copter, en route to Mexico lab.
Wesker stared out the window of the copter. It had been almost two days since his team had left Tokyo. Now they were ready to assault the plant. "Are you ready?" He asked the others.
"What do you think?" Tim replied. "I'm ready to kick some Umbrella ass. I still can't believe that Grant was a spy."
"Welcome to reality." Stacy said. "Didn't Philips expect that Umbrella would pull something like this?"
"He trusted Grant too much." Eliza said. "I guess he never suspected that one of his best people would betray him."
"Like Umbrella didn't expect Wesker to turn." Tim said.
Wesker looked at Tim. "I had my reasons. After the way they treated me after the mansion I had every good reason to leave. They were probably going to fire me anyway."
"Yo guys, I think we should think about this mission." Stacy said. "Now what is it that we do?"
"We sneak in and set off the self-destruct system and get out." Wesker said. "From the plans Philips got, the room should be passed the main storeroom. I also remember that we get thirty minutes before the place goes, unless they changed it. By the way, don't go shooting anything unless you have to. We don't want to attract any unnecessary trouble."
"Yeah, yeah." Tim said. "Quiet as a mouse. And if we do run into trouble?"
"Then deal with the threat as quickly as possible." Wesker replied. "Hopefully that won't be the case."
Eliza tried to lighten the mood. "Don't worry, this time things will go right for sure. We'll finish this mission without a hitch and then we can all celebrate."
Stacy chuckled. "You're right Eliza. Umbrella has no idea that we're coming. What could possibly go wrong?"
Umbrella lab, Mexico.
Mike checked over the storeroom. The room was like a hub for the complex. Three doors, one on the south wall, another on the west wall, and the last on the north wall led to the rest of the plant. On the east wall was a large frigate elevator that led downstairs to the underground loading docks. Drums full of various chemicals were stacked together on pallets while smaller wooden crates loaded with boxes of chemicals lay in their own stacks. Other materials lined the walls. Mike saw that there were many places to hide his men. "This is perfect."
"This is stupid." Hunk said. "Why are we going to sit around here and wait for them? Why don't we just sit outside and take them down with a few rockets?"
"Because it wouldn't be fun." Mike said. "And you'd kill my spy."
"There's also a possibility that they will see us and escape." Nicholai said.
Mike nodded. "Exactly. I want both groups in here so we can be sure to finish them off." Hw turned to O'Riley. "Your Tyrant ready?"
O'Riley nodded. "Tyrant is ready to go."
"This is it." Mike said to the group. "This is the day Umbrella has been waiting for, the day that we crush our enemies in one fell swoop. Both groups will have to come through here. When they do, it will be the last action they ever take. Hide yourselves and wait for my signal. After we kill them, I want you to take the bodies outside and burn them. Do I make myself clear?"
"And what if any of them escape?" Hunk asked.
"Then we destroy the plant." Mike replied. "Now get in position. This is going to be entertaining."
The copter hovered above the ground. Wesker pulled open the door. "COME BACK HERE IN ONE HOUR! IF YOU DON'Y SEE US, THEN RETURN WITHOUT US! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" He roared over the sound of the propellers. The pilot nodded. "GOOD, LET'S GO! Wesker's team jumped out of the copter and made their way to the facility. It took them ten minutes to reach the parameter. They approached a chain-link fence and Tim proceeded to cut a large hole in it. As they got closer, they saw two guards. Stacy and Wesker took aim and shot down both men. Wesker motioned for the team to move on. They got to the front door and Eliza peered in.
"There's no one inside." She said.
"They must be taking some sort of test." Tim said.
Wesker pushed open the door and entered. The rest of the team followed. "Keep your guard up and watch out for security personnel." He whispered. As they made their way down the halls, Wesker heard footsteps coming towards them. "Hide." He said.
Tim and Stacy ducked inside a door to their right. Eliza and Wesker ducked into a door on the opposite side of the hall. Two security guards rounded a corner and walked down the hall, chatting about a recent football game. As soon as they past the doors, Wesker snuck up behind them. He quickly grabbed one man's head and snapped his neck. And other man turned around, only to have Wesker drive a knife into his chest. The others emerged and continued down the hall.
"Nice one Wesker." Tim said.
Wesker wiped the blood from the blade. "They never had a chance."
The copters landed behind some trees and were shut down. Connors got out and waited for the others to unload. "Move it out. If we run into any guards, take them out quickly. This time we should have surprise on our hands." The team quickly made their way towards the plant. As they approached the fence, Scott saw the hole Tim had made.
"Uh, Tom." Scott said, pointing at the hole. "I think we have a little problem."
Barry checked the hole. "Looks like some else has the same idea."
Connors thought for a minute. "This could be good. If there is another team here, then we can use that to our advantage. While Umbrella's guards are busy with that team, we can go around and complete our objectives."
"Considering the other people don't flip the switch first." Ark said.
"I don't like this." Claire said. "What if we run into them?"
"We'll deal with that when it happens." Connors replied. "Let's move."
The team continued and came across the bodies of the dead guards. Rebecca checked the bodies. "They're still warm. They couldn't have been dead for too long."
"Great." Carlos said. "How long?"
"Maybe five minutes, maybe an hour." Rebecca replied.
Jill looked at the bullet wounds. "These men were killed by professionals. These holes are too accurate to be made by someone else."
"Great, we may be dealing with Genoas' team." Chris said.
"Don't jump to conclusions." Connors said. "For all we know, it may be someone else who have a grudge against Umbrella. Let's keep on going. I want to get out of here as soon as possible." The team continued inside the building.
"No one home." Heather said. "Just like the last time."
"Maybe whoever's here killed them and stuffed the bodies in some closet." Marcus said.
The team moved on, coming up on the bodies of the men Wesker had killed. Samantha knelt down and looked at the stab wound. "Wound's still leaking. Those two men outside could have been killed a while ago, but this was done a few minutes ago."
"This man's neck was broken." Rebecca said, checking the other man. "I don't think he even saw it coming."
"Now what?" Chris asked, getting more nervous by the second.
"We move on." Connors said. "Hopefully these guys who did this are friendly."
"And if they're not then we're in trouble." Barry said. The team moved on.
Wesker's group entered the storeroom. They walked to the center and looked around. "So now what? Do we chose door number one, door number two or door number three?" He asked, pointing to the doors.
"The last one's an elevator dumbass." Stacy said.
"Well, we only have two to chose from." Eliza said. "We have a fifty-fifty chance of picking the right one."
"We split up and check both doors." Wesker said. "Tim, you're with me. Stacy, go with Eliza. In five minutes report back here. If you find the room, come back and wait for us, we'll do the same."
Eliza nodded. She then heard what sounded like heavy breathing. "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Stacy asked. "I don't hear a thing."
"You can't." Tim said. "You don't have hearing like these two do."
Wesker listened carefully. "I hear it too." He then picked up another sound. "Someone's coming from the way we came. We better hide. Some other security guard must have found the bodies." Wesker's group hid behind a stack of crates.
"All we have to do is go straight through this room and we should be there." Connors said. He opened the door and looked inside. "Clear." The team filed in and looked around.
"There sure are a lot of barrels here." Samantha said.
"Just think, this stuff will be used to make viruses." Rebecca said. "Kind of amazing how a few harmless chemicals can make something so horrible."
Chris looked around. "I don't like this. There are too many places to hide. This could be a setup."
"Don't be so jumpy." Carlos said.
Heather readied her Uzis. "Chris is right. This is the perfect place for an ambush."
Jill nodded. "I think we should find another way around."
"This is the only way to get to the self-destruct mechanism." Connors said. "Just keep your guard up. As soon as we get through this room we should be safe." The team cautiously moved down the room, weapons drawn. As soon as they came up on Wesker's position, his team sprang out from behind the crates.
"What a pleasant surprise." Wesker said. "I didn't think that we would have someone else attacking this place."
"Wesker." Chris growled.
Wesker saw Chris and the rest of the ex-S.T.A.R.S. "Redfield, how nice to see you. If you and your friends are part of this group then you must be the other team causing Umbrella so much trouble."
Connors nodded. "We're Black Ops 6. Now lower your weapons and come with us."
"You think we're that crazy?" Tim said. "Fuck you."
"I suggest you listen to the man." Marcus said. "From what I see, we outnumber your party three to one. You want to start a fire-fight fine, but you'll loose."
Eliza leaned over to Wesker. "I think we should listen to them."
Barry aimed his Colt Python at Wesker's head. "I say we kill Wesker now."
Stacy aimed her rifle at Barry. "Go ahead bitch, I dare you."
"Although I would love to watch you kill each other, I want to reserve that pleasure for myself." Mike stepped out from hiding place and leered at the team. "Isn't this nice, both Genoas and Black Ops paying a visit to the same place. What a coincidence." Hunk, Nicholai, and about twenty-five UT solders emerged from behind the crates and barrels. "I thought I would take it upon myself to throw you all a welcoming party. It's going to be a killer." He looked at Connors and smiled. "Well if it isn't my old buddy Tom. We really have to stop meeting like this. Of coarse, you always were a pain in my ass."
"Burns." Connors said. "How did you know we were coming? We locked Ada up."
Mike laughed. "You locked poor Ada up? I'm disappointed that you didn't shoot her, but you are soft. After all, the girl's innocent. She never was my spy. My spy has been with your team before Ada even entered the equation. In fact, you could say that you know the spy very well Tom."
Connors looked at his team. Somewhere in his team was the spy. He turned back to Mike. "Who is it?"
"Since you are going to die, I might as well show you." Mike said. He beckoned for his spy to come to him.
Marcus lowered his rifle and walked over to Mike. He turned to his shocked teammates and grinned. "Surprised, huh?"
Connors couldn't believe it. "Marcus, I trusted you. How could you be working for Umbrella? I checked your background."
"Come on Tom. If Umbrella could place someone like Wesker in a position of power in the S.T.A.R.S., then isn't it possible for them to plant me in the Army?"
"Umbrella has more pull than you realize. All it took was creating a false background, substituting his record in Umbrella for a record in the Army, and he was set to go. Too bad you didn't ask enough questions, but even if you did you would have been talking to someone from Umbrella." Mike's grin widened. "What's more, he provided us with valuable information concerning your friends."
"What information?" Connors asked.
"How else did Umbrella know where the survivors were?" Marcus said. "You honestly think it was a coincidence that Umbrella knew where both Leon and the Redfields were. And do you think Nicholai knew that Carlos was following him? Simple, I told them everything."
"Of coarse I had it so that your team would rescue them just in time." Mike said. "And as for knowing where you were, about your attack on the last facility, and that you would be here, that was all Marcus."
"Don't you feel like an ass?" Marcus said. "You trusted me the most out of all the others. You told me about all your plans and told me all your worries. Hell, you would suspect Scott or Sam before you suspected me. Oh, and as for finding the evidence in Ada's room, I planted it. You should never have told me where you kept those papers. It was so easy to sneak in and take it. It was also easy to take that radio too. And for the record Ada is such a heavy sleeper. Guess all those missions in Umbrella gave me the skills to pull this all off. You should have listened to Chris and Leon, they were right about Ada all along."
"And Chris was right about you." Heather spat. "He figured that it was either you or Sam, but he suspected you more."
"Well isn't he a smart cookie." Mike said. "Speaking of which, I bet you had a lot of questions for Tom about what I said. About your parents."
Chris glared at Mike. "What do you know about my parents?"
Mike looked at Tom, then at Chris. "Didn't Tom tell you the truth?"
Chris looked at Connors, who hung his head in shame. Claire moved next to her brother. "Tom, what is it you're keeping from us?"
"Allow me to explain." Mike said. "You see, Tom knows a great deal about what happened the night your parents died. So do I. You see, I was there when they had that accident. In fact, I caused it. In other words I killed your parents and left you orphans. As to why is something you'll have to ask Tom."
Claire was speechless while Chris leered at Mike. "Is he telling the truth Tom?"
Connors looked at Chris and Claire. "I'm sorry Chris, I was hoping that you never had to know."
Wesker watched dumfounded. "What the hell?"
"Looks like that guy one-upped you on screwing over the Redfields, huh." Tim said.
"Did you know about this?" Stacy asked.
Wesker shook his head. "I never knew."
Mike chuckled. "As much as I find this drama amusing, I think it's time to end this. O'Riley, bring it out."
O'Riley stepped out from behind some drums and approached the team. "Come." He said. The Tyrant lumbered out from behind the same set of drums and stopped next to O'Riley. It balled its left fist up and its claws popped out from its forearm. At the same time the tentacles on its right arm extended. The tentacle in its right palm shot out and twitched before shooting back in.
"What the hell is that?" Stacy asked, terrified of the beast she was looking at.
"A Tyrant." Eliza replied, equally terrified.
"Oh my God." Jill said, looking at the monster.
Samantha took a step back. "That's a Tyrant?"
"Yes." Barry said. "But I've never seen one like that."
"It's like that Nemesis thing Jill and I fought in Raccoon City." Carlos said. He moved next to Claire. "Stay behind me, this could get ugly."
O'Riley nodded. "Yes he is, but much better."
"Professor, have your creature finish all of them now." Mike said. "I so do want to see what it's capable of."
O'Riley looked at his monster. "Tyrant, will you kill them?"
The Tyrant looked over both groups with a stony stare. The Tyrant then did something no one expected, it retracted its claw and turned to Mike. "No." It said in a low voice. Everyone present except for O'Riley stood in shock at what happened.
"That thing didn't just talk, did it?" Hunk asked.
"What did it just say?" Mike asked, half stunned and half furious.
O'Riley turned and faced Mike. "In case you had a hard time hearing he said no. And in case you're wondering why, it's because he doesn't want to kill them."
Mike glared at O'Riley. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I told you my Tyrant was intelligent." O'Riley said. "He knows who the real enemy is. I taught him that. You see, you were right to suspect that there was a spy in Umbrella. Just as Dr. Grant secured Mr. Philips trust, I secured Mr. Umbrella's. For a while now I had been supplying Connors' team with information. Sadly I was unable to warn them of your little setup."
"Why?" Mike growled.
"Because what Umbrella is doing makes me sick." O'Riley replied. "When I first joined Umbrella I though I was going to help save lives, not end them. I expected that I would make vaccines for viruses and end disease. Instead I found myself helping to make viruses and other abominations. After Raccoon City I decided that enough was enough. I figured that if I couldn't destroy this company myself that I would simply assist those who could. I got in contact Connors and became his inside man in Umbrella. What more, I used my position as head scientist to create my Tyrant. Now he stands before you, a creature of your own undoing. You were expecting a weapon. Instead he is far more. He will be an instrument of justice who will help in bringing you down and making you pay for your sins."
"You talk of it as if it's human." Mike said.
"He's more human than you are Burns." O'Riley retorted. "Out of all the people in Umbrella, I find you to be the most repulsive. You have no conscience or compassion. You kill for enjoyment and revel in the suffering of others. You are no better than the monsters this company creates. One of these days the sins you have committed will come back to destroy you. I only hope I am there to watch you fall."
Mike seethed with rage. "Then you will have to watch from hell." Mike pulled his pistol and shot O'Riley square in the chest. O'Riley fell back and clutched his wound, blood flowing from it.
Connors rushed to O'Riley's side and grabbed his hand. "Will, you're going to make it. We'll get you out of here."
O'Riley looked at his hand, which was covered in blood. He then looked at Connors. "No Thomas, it's too late for me. It's only a pity that I won't be around to see that bastard fall. He's caused your family too much pain already. Take my Tyrant. He will help you put an end to Umbrella. That is the real reason I made him." O'Riley turned to the Tyrant, which knelt down new to him. "Tyrant, go with Connors' men. Help them in their mission. Do not forget what I taught you. You are not a weapon, you are whatever you make yourself to be."
"Don't go William." The Tyrant said, its voice filled with sorrow. "Don't go."
"You were like a son to me. Now go avenge your father's death." O'Riley's eyes closed as his body went limp. Connors closed his eyes and let go of O'Riley's hand while the Tyrant stayed motionless.
Mike lowered his gun. "Don't worry Tom, you and your friends will be joining him soon."
Connors looked at Mike, his face twisted in rage. "You'll pay for this."
The Tyrant stood up and turned towards Mike's men. Its claw shot out and it roared in rage. It then bolted straight for Mike's men. The solders began to fire at the monster, their bullets not having any effect. It slammed into Hunk, sending him flying. It then impaled one of the UT solders with its claw. Meanwhile, Wesker and Connors' teams took cover as the rest of Mike's men opened fire.
"NOW WHAT DO WE DO?" Barry yelled over the gunfire.
"WE GET OUT OF HERE!" Connors replied.
Chris fired at Mike with his M16. Mike ducked behind some crates, barely avoiding the bullets. Two UT solders fired at Chris, forcing him to take cover behind some barrels. Chris waited for the solders to run out of bullets before returning fire. He took down one UT, but missed the other. Jill moved next to Chris and took out the other one. Chris continued to fire until he ran out of bullets. He pulled back and threw down the rifle. He then drew his twin Glocks.
"Just about how many guns did you bring with you?" Jill asked. Chris didn't answer and continued to fire at Mike. Jill sighed and covered Chris.
Wesker watched the Tyrant take down three more UTs. One of the UTs shot at him, almost hitting him. Wesker returned fire, killing the man. "This is not what I intended to run into."
"What do we do?" Eliza asked Wesker, huddled next to him.
"We get the hell out of here." Wesker replied. Wesker's team rushed through the west door and ran down the hall.
Stacy looked back at the battle. "Can someone please tell me what the hell just happened?"
"Don't look at me." Tim said. "Yo Wesker, you were in Umbrella. Is what Burns said true?"
Wesker shook his head. "I never made it my business to get involved with other peoples affairs. All I know is that that man has taken out more people than I can count. Right now I think we should concentrate on getting out of here."
As the group rounded the corner, they came up on four UT solders. They immediately ducked back as the UTs opened fire. Tim waited for a lull in the gunfire before rolling into the open and firing. He took down two UTs before his clip ran out. As the remaining UTs took aim Stacy and Eliza ran out and took them down.
"Thank you ladies." Tim said, changing clips.
"No problem honey." Stacy said.
Wesker continued down the hall. "Let's go. There may be other solders running around and I don't want them to catch up to us." The rest of the team followed Wesker past the disintegrating UTs.
Back in the storeroom the battle raged on. Samantha, Claire, Scott and Rebecca were set behind a group of barrels. Scott gripped his .45, his shotgun useless at long range. He popped out and fired, taking out an UT solder. Samantha followed and let loose with both her Uzis. She managed to nail two more. Several UTs, including Marcus, fired on them. Samantha and Scott dropped back down.
"This is bad." Samantha said. "There's too many of them."
"It could be worse." Rebecca said. "That Tyrant could be tearing us apart."
"IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?" Marcus yelled. "I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE BETTER THAN THIS!"
"YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL MARCUS!" Scott roared.
Marcus laughed. "WE'LL SEE, WON'T WE?"
Claire looked at the barrels she was hiding behind. "Hey Becky, do you think these chemicals are flammable?"
Rebecca thought for a moment. "I think so. What are you planning to do?"
"Blow some shit up." Claire said. "If we do this right, we may send both Marcus and Burns straight to hell. Aim for the barrels to the left of where Marcus is and hit them with a grenade."
Rebecca nodded and readied her grenade launcher. "Ready." The two women fired their grenade launchers. The explosive rounds hit the barrels and exploded in a huge fireball, taking out two UT solders and sending Marcus flying back. "Got them." Rebecca shouted, returning to her cover.
"You sure blew them away." Scott said.
Marcus sat up and rubbed his back. Before he knew what was happening, Hunk grabbed him and pulled him behind a stack of crates. Hunk looked back and saw the Tyrant drive its tentacle through on UT's skull and decapitate another. He turned back to Marcus. "I see you got fucked up too."
"Wait until I get my hands on those assholes." Marcus said.
"Right now we better think about surviving this." Hunk said. "If it wasn't for that Tyrant we would be winning."
Mike ran over to Hunk and Marcus. "I think it's time for a little retreat. While Connors' men are busy, we'll initiate the self-destruct sequence and escape. Hopefully we'll kill our enemies in the process." Mike turned to Nicholai, who was under heavy fire from Carlos. "NICHOLAI, SEND SOME MEN TO FLANK CONNORS' TEAM! WE'RE LEAVING!"
Nicholai nodded to Mike. He motioned for one of the UT solders. "Take some men and hit our enemies' left flank." The man nodded and called seven of the solders to him. As the squad moved out, Nicholai made a dash for Mike. He reached the others and dove behind the crates. "Now what?"
"We leave." Mike said. "Let's go." The four men ran for the north door.
Chris saw Mike heading for the door. "Oh no you don't." He growled. He threw down his Glocks and pulled out his automatic pistols. He ran towards Mike, firing both guns. Jill saw Chris take off and ran after him. She grabbed him around the waist and pulled him behind some crates just as several of the UTs fired at him.
"What are you trying to do?" Jill said.
"What does it look like?" Chris replied. "I'm trying to get Burns."
"You can't do that if you're dead." Jill said. "We'll get all of them later. Right now we have to get out of here."
Chris peered around the barrels and saw Mike and the other three men disappear through the door. He turned back to Jill. "Tom has some explaining to do."
"Believe me, he has a lot to tell all of us." Jill said. She heard movement to her right. She looked over to see the squad of UT solders moving in. "WE GOT INCOMING FROM THE RIGHT!" She yelled.
"GOT EM!" Ark yelled. He and Heather ran to some crates, firing as they did. Ark managed to take down one UT with his Glocks. Heather dropped two with her Uzis. They ducked behind the crates and discarded their empty weapons. Ark drew Leon's VP 70 and Heather pulled out her Glocks. Carlos and Connors ducked out from their cover and drew the UT's fire from Ark and Heather. Ark rolled out from his cover and fired off a quick burst, taking down one. Heather popped out and took down another. Chris tossed his automatics and pulled out his .45s. He jumped the remaining UTs and quickly took them down.
"Let's get the hell out of here." Connors said. "I think Burns intends to set off the self-destruct device."
"What do we go about tall, dark, and ugly?" Scott asked, pointing to the Tyrant. "Do we leave it?"
"I say we do." Jill said, heading for the south door. The others began to follow.
Connors took one last look at O'Riley's body and followed his team. The Tyrant finished off the last UT solder and turned to the group. Seeing the last Black Ops members exit the room, it began to follow.
The team quickly made their way down the hall. Barry turned to Connors. "What the hell was that all about?"
"I believe you're referring to O'Riley." Connors replied. "He was one of my moles. After Raccoon City was destroyed and this team was created, O'Riley contacted us and offered to help. I guess he found out about us. For the last few months he supplied us with valuable information."
"And what about that Tyrant?" Carlos asked. "Did you know about that?"
Connors shook his head. "I had no idea what he was working on. All he told me was that he had something that would be very useful in our fight against Umbrella. I didn't expect him to create a bio-weapon for us."
Suddenly an alarm sounded and a familiar voice echoed throughout the halls. "ATTENTION, FIFTEEN MINUTES UNTIL DETONATION. PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY."
"Time to move." Scott said. The team ran down the halls, but were stopped as a metal door cut them off. Scott slammed the steel. "Shit, must be part of the self-destruct sequence."
"Get out of the way." The team turned to see the Tyrant standing behind them. "I will take care of the door." Everyone complied and backed against the walls. The Tyrant charged the door and slammed into it full force, taking down the door and the frame with it.
"We better take it along." Connors said. "It might be useful in case we run into any more doors." The others agreed and continued down the hall, the Tyrants taking down all the metal doors they encountered. They got outside just in time to see Genoas' copter fly away.
"How much longer do we have?" Ark asked.
"Probably five minutes." Connors replied. "We better move before this place goes." The team ran from the building and headed for their copters.
Stacy took a deep breath. "Well, I can safely say this situation has gone straight from bad to hell."
"At least we made it out alive." Eliza said. "I also think I know one of those guys."
"Who?" Stacy asked.
"The guy that was Burns' spy, that Marcus guy." Eliza said. "I swear I've seen him somewhere before, but I can't place it."
"Well we have more important things to deal with than that. How do you think Burns knew we were coming?" Tim asked. "Don't tell me we have another spy in the company."
Wesker looked out the window at the plant. "That bitch Grant must have found out and told Burns. Looks like she managed to screw us over one last time."
"What are we going to tell Philips?" Tim moaned. "He's going to flip if we tell him the truth."
"I can't help but feel sorry for the Redfields." Eliza said. "I can't imagine what must be going through their heads."
"And the way Burns just killed that man." Stacy said. "He looked like he enjoyed it."
Wesker sighed. "That's none of our concern. All we have to focus on is what our next move will be."
"You sure are cold Wesker." Tim said.
"To me, this is nothing but business." Wesker said. "And I'm just doing my job." The rest of the trip continued in silence.
Connors watched the plant explode in a gigantic fireball. He turned back to the people in his copter. Chris, Claire, and Jill were next to each other against one wall. Carlos sat against the other wall. The Tyrant sat motionless in the back of the copter. Barry was busy flying the copter. "I'm sorry for what happened. I should have listened to you Chris. We all should have. And I guess I should have been more honest with everyone."
"You have a lot of explaining to do." Chris said. "You tell us everything you know about our parents."
"And I think we need to know just how well you know Burns." Barry said.
Connor nodded. "I'll tell you everything when we get back." Connors turned back around and stared out the window. "This is one day none of us will ever forget."
Mike stood in the engine of the escape train and watched the scenery pass by. "I think today went rather well, didn't it Nicholai?"
Nicholai stood at the controls. "We lost the facility, our enemies escaped, and that Tyrant is lost to Connors' team. I say this battle was a major defeat."
"Not so." Mike said. "The Black Ops team has been dealt a major blow. Connors has lost his spy in our company. I doubt the others in his group will want that Tyrant around. Lastly, Connors will have to tell everyone the truth. I doubt that they'll take it well. Some of them may dissert. Also, they know that we know where they are."
"Then why don't we pay them a visit?" Marcus said, entering the engine.
"They'll be expecting us to attack their base." Mike said. "I think we should let them be for a while. We severely damaged their will to fight. After today I would be surprised if we didn't hear from them for quite some time."
"Either that or give some of them a new reason to fight." Nicholai said.
"Just how do you know Connors?" Hunk asked, leaning against the wall. "And what about the Redfields? Did you really kill their parents?"
Mike chuckled. "Let's just say that Connors and the Redfields have more in common than anyone knows. It's a long way back to Paris. I suppose a little story is in order to pass the time. And I do believe it is the same story Tom will be forced to tell his group. I'll tell you everything on the plane." Mike turned back to the window and laughed to himself as the train went on.
Black Ops 6 base, Northern Washington.
Leon and Ada were sitting on the couch when they heard the other enter. "I think it's time I go back downstairs." Ada said.
"I think you're right." Leon replied.
Ark ran into the rec. room. "Ada, the others want to see you. We found out who the spy was."
"Who was it?" Leon asked.
"Marcus." Ark replied. "He planted the stuff in Ada's room. He was playing all of us from the start."
Leon and Ada walked into the operations room, followed by Ark. The others were gathered around the table. Connors looked at Ada with a solemn face. "I speak for everyone when I say we are all sorry for accusing you of being a spy. We shouldn't have been so hasty."
"And we should have listened to Leon and Chris a little more." Samantha added.
Ada looked around the room. "It's OK. Ark told me the spy was Marcus. He fooled most of us."
Chris turned to Connors. Now that we got that out of the way, I think we have more important things to deal with. What really happened to our parents?"
"And what's your connection to Burns?" Scott asked. "How does he know you?"
Connors swallowed hard. "This isn't the first time Umbrella has been under investigation. As you know I was in the CIA. I was assigned to a case involving illegal arms deals with some individuals in the Military. In the papers we found were references to biological agents. After a little more digging we found that the name Umbrella popped up. We began an investigation on Umbrella. I was in charge of the case along with one of our best agents and her husband. We gave them a cover so they could get inside Umbrella. During the coarse of two years they found a great deal of information about Umbrella's experiments with something called the Mother virus. Unfortunately Umbrella found out and sent their favorite killer Mike Burns to eliminate them. One night they were driving home when Burns ran them off the road and shot them." Tears began to form in his eyes. "I remember that night all too well. It was June 23, 1986."
Chris immediately recognized the date, as did Claire. "That was the night our parents had that accident."
"So Burns was telling the truth." Claire said.
Connors nodded. "Yes. He was the one who killed both of them. Their names were John and Deborah Redfield."
"So Chris' parents worked for you." Barry said. "Chris never told us that."
Connors took a deep breath. "It was best thought that Chris and Claire shouldn't know what their parents did. Deb was worried that by telling her children they would be put in danger. I agreed with her. I was very close to the whole family."
"Is that why you want to kill Burns?" Samantha said. "Because he killed your friends?"
"That's half the reason." Connors replied. "You see, before Deb was married her name was Deborah Connors, my sister. In other words, I'm Chris and Claire's uncle."
Everyone was stunned, especially Chris and Claire. Claire just stared at Connors, her jaw hanging open. Chris was trying to comprehend what Connors had just told him. The others just stood dumbfounded. It was Claire who broke the silence. "You're my uncle?"
"Yes." Connors said.
"Then why didn't our parents ever tell us about you?" Chris asked. "And why weren't we told the truth?"
"First, it was decided that you were to never know about me. In fact, only my boss and a few others in the CIA knew that Deb was my sister. That was because I was involved in a lot of important investigations and none of us wanted to run the risk of someone using my sister or her family to get to us." Connors said. "Second, I made a promise to your mother. When I got there Deb was still alive. She made me promise that you would never know the truth. She was afraid that if you knew, Umbrella would target you two. Therefore the details of the incident were changed to protect you. I saw to it personally."
The events of that night played back in Chris' mind. Suddenly he realized something. "You were there. While the police were talking to my sister I looked outside and saw you standing by one of the cars, looking at the house. You could have told us everything that night. Instead you just stood there."
Connors nodded. "I wanted to tell you, but I gave Deb my word. That was the hardest night of my life. A few months later I quit the CIA. However, I made sure you two were taken care of. I made sure you were sent to the same orphanage and weren't separated." He pointed to Chris. "I made sure you got accepted into the Air Force." He then pointed to Claire. "And I made damn sure you got into the college that you wanted. I looked after you for so long. I hoped that you would never find out what happened to your parents and get caught up. It seems that fate has a twisted sense of irony. You two did end up getting involved with Umbrella. When I found out, I made it one of my top priorities to find both of you."
"That's why you were so concerned with Chris and Claire." Heather said. "You wanted to protect your family."
"And that's why you took this mission." Jill said. "You want revenge for what Umbrella did to your family."
Connors sighed. "Yes. But I also knew that Burns would find out and try to finish the job. It seems that he hasn't forgotten about my family. He took care of the parents, now he wants to kill the children."
Tears began to well up in Claire's eyes. "All this time I thought Chris was the only family I had left. Now I have an uncle." Claire ran to Connors and crashed into him, wrapping her arms around him. Connors returned the hug.
Chris watched his sister and uncle hug. Part of him was mad at Connors for not telling him the truth. The other part of him knew that the reason Connors hadn't of told him was justifiable. Connors was keeping a promise and the truth would have done even more harm to both him and Claire. Chris walked over to Tom. "I always hoped that I would find some other family. Guess I did."
Connors let go of Claire and patted Chris on the shoulder. "Your parents would be proud of both of you. You don't know how much I miss them."
Chris nodded and gave his uncle a hug. "At least I know Claire and I have someone else now."
"I hate to ruin this, but what are we going to do about our new friend?" Carlos asked, pointing to the Tyrant.
The creature had silently in the corner the whole time. Its head was lowered, mourning the lost of O'Riley. It looked up at the group. "I will help you."
Barry stroked his beard. "He did take out all those Umbrella solders, and we could use some extra muscle. Plus that doctor did say it was smart. Maybe it could help us."
Leon and Ada had just become aware of the Tyrant. "Are you guys insane?" Leon asked. "Why are you talking about keeping something like that?"
"And why did you even bring it here?" Ada asked, holding her hand over her scar.
"Long story." Scott said. "You two missed a lot of shit."
"Maybe we should keep it." Heather said.
Jill glared at the Tyrant. "I say we kill it now."
"I think you may not be thinking too clearly." Ark said.
"I am." Jill replied. "Kill it now before it kills us."
Rebecca gawked at Jill. She had rarely seen Jill act this way. "Jill, Burns told it to kill us and it said no. Then it attacked Burns' men. Maybe O'Riley is right, maybe this Tyrant can help us."
Jill gave Rebecca a dirty look. "How can you be defending that monster? How can any of you defend that thing? All Tyrants are made for is to kill. They're all weapons. Who knows when that thing will attack us? If you don't kill it, I will." Jill grabbed a M16 and aimed it at the Tyrant's head.
"Jill, drop that rifle this instant." Connors ordered. "We won't kill it. I gave O'Riley my word that I would take his Tyrant and have it help us take down Umbrella. From what I saw, this creature is valuable to us. Unless it shows any hostile action towards us, it is part of our team."
Jill didn't lower the rifle. "Bullshit. This thing shouldn't even be alive."
"Jill, I'm not the Nemesis." The Tyrant said. "I know how much it hurt you. William told me the whole story. I will not hurt you or your friends. I'm not like those monsters."
Jill's hands began to shake. Before she knew what happened, Chris snatched the rifle out of her hands. "What the hell are you doing?" Jill growled.
"Stopping you from making a mistake." Chris said.
Jill stared angrily at Chris and then stormed out of the room.
"Great, now we have to worry about Jill trying to blow that thing's head off." Scott said.
Chris set down the rifle. "I'll go try to talk to her. She may listen to me." He ran out of the room after Jill.
"So now what?" Barry asked. "Do we stay here or get the hell out?"
"Right now we should stay put." Connors replied. "Umbrella won't make a move knowing that we have a Tyrant. I think we should use this time to try and recover. We had a rough day."
Chris walked into Jill's room. He found her staring out her window. "I thought I'd find you here."
"Go away." Jill said.
Chris walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. "I think we should talk about what happened."
Jill knocked his hand away and turned to him. "Why didn't you let me kill it?"
"Think Jill, during our fight that things was taking shots from several of Umbrella's men, and maybe some of our own." Chris said. "And during that time it took out ten guys easily. If we couldn't take down the first Tyrant without that rocket launcher Brad threw us, do you really think you could take that Tyrant down with a M16?"
"I was going to shoot it in the head." Jill said.
"I shot a Tyrant in the head." Chris said. "All of us shot a Tyrant in the head at some point. It wouldn't have done anything."
Jill walked over and sat on her bed. "It's just that this whole situation is insane. We brought a Tyrant into our base. Now Tom wants to make it a part of the team. I can't believe this is happening."
Chris sat down next to her." Look what happened to Claire and me. We just found out that Burns killed our parents and that Tom is our uncle. Who would have thought that would happen?"
"Compared to what happened with you, my problem isn't that bad." Jill said. "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know." Chris said. "Now that I know the truth, the only thing to do is kill Burns. I'm not going to let him get away with what he did to my parents or my family."
Jill wrapped her arm around Chris' waist. "And I'll be there to back you up."
Chris turned to Jill and stroked her face. "You always did cover my ass."
"We're partners." Jill replied. They leaned in and gently kissed. Jill then rested her head on Chris' shoulder. "We'll get through this together."
Chris took a deep breath. "Umbrella's going to pay for everything."
Genoas Corp. Tokyo, Japan.
Wesker sat in his office staring at his computer. He had just sent an important message, one that would surely get him killed. He didn't care for soon he would be gone. Now he waited anxiously for Eliza to arrive. He heard the door open and looked up to see Eliza stepping inside. "Close the door."
Eliza closed the door and walked over to Wesker's desk. "Why did you call me here? What are you going to do?"
"We're leaving." Wesker said.
His response caught her off guard. "What do you mean leave? Do they suspect you?"
"With what happened in Mexico I don't think I can keep my cover for much longer." Wesker said. "I just sent a message telling the man I'm working for that I'm leaving tonight. I told him to meet us when we get there. I'm sorry that I couldn't of told you earlier, but now you know what we're doing."
"You know that both Genoas and Umbrella will be after us." Eliza said. "That Black Ops team will be hunting us too. And how do you know that this person you're working for won't stab you in the back like…" Eliza stopped short.
"Like I did with the S.T.A.R.S. and Umbrella." Wesker said.
"I didn't mean it that way." Eliza said.
Wesker sighed. "Of coarse you didn't. What I did in that mansion was just my job. I was following orders. Besides, I was bluffing when I told Barry that his family was in danger if he didn't help me. I wouldn't dare do that even if I could. As for Umbrella, those bastards were going to fry me alive for what happened. At least I didn't cause the outbreak in Raccoon City."
"But what about…" Eliza started.
"Being hunted down." Wesker finished. "Genoas is done for. They lost the only thing that could have made them a threat to Umbrella. As for Umbrella, they have more important people to deal with. And Black Ops has enough problems as it is. Don't worry Eliza, no have nothing to worry about. Soon all of this will be over and we'll be fine." He quickly kissed Eliza on the cheek. "Now let's go, we have a plane to catch." Wesker and Eliza walked out of the office together, leaving Genoas for the last time.
Black Ops 6 base, Northern Washington.
The team was assembled around the table in the dining area eating lunch, which consisted of pizza from a near-by Pizza Hutt. Rebecca took a drink of her Coke. "Hey guys, where's that Tyrant? I haven't seen it at all today."
"Tom suggested that it watch over the building." Carlos replied, taking a bite out of his piece of pizza.
"It's wandering out there somewhere." Leon said. "Don't blame it. From the way Jill's been treating it, I bet it wants to stay outside."
"Shut up." Jill said. "At least I'm dealing with having it around."
Barry laughed. "If giving it dirty looks is what you consider dealing with it."
Chris stared at his plate. "Where's Tom?"
"He said something about going into town." Samantha said. "I think he said it was important. He said he would be back as soon as he could."
Ada looked at the clock on the microwave. "He's been gone for eight hours. Where could he have gone to?"
Heather shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe he had to meet one of his superiors and fill them in on what happened. All I know is that he said he had to leave right after he got an E-mail."
"What did it say?" Claire asked.
"Don't know. He deleted it after he read it." Samantha replied. "I never got a chance to look at it."
"Do you think it was another one of his spies?" Carlos asked.
Claire smacked his arm. "Don't even start. After what happened in Mexico I hope I never hear the word spy again."
"I doubt we have that luxury." Chris said. "Who knows how many he has."
Ark heard a vehicle pull up outside. "Speak of the devil, he's back."
"About time." Heather said. "I was getting worried."
Connors entered the building and walked into the dining area. "Miss me?"
"A little." Claire said.
"So where did you go?" Leon asked.
"Had to pick up some people." Connors replied. "Come on in guys."
Everyone's jaws dropped when Wesker and Eliza walked inside. "What the hell is this?" Barry asked angrily. "What are they doing here?"
"They recently left Genoas." Connors said. "Wesker was one of my moles. He thought it was best to leave before he was discovered. Therefore he and Miss Walker will be joining this team."
"This is too much." Jill said. "First you have that Tyrant join and now you want to have Wesker as part of the team?"
Chris stood up. "What do you mean he's one of your spies? How can you even trust him?"
"It wasn't my idea." Connors said. "My superiors thought it was best if we could get intelligence any way we could. When it was found out that Wesker was hospitalized it was decided that we would make a deal. If Wesker turned state's evidence and testified against Umbrella, he would get a reduced sentence or none at all."
"Seeing how Umbrella was fixing to screw me over, I saw no harm in taking the offer." Wesker said.
"In other words, you made a deal with the Devil himself." Claire said.
Wesker chuckled. "I can see that you haven't lost your sharp tongue."
"You stay away from my sister." Chris growled.
"Believe me, I don't enjoy this either." Wesker said. "However, it looks like someone things that you need my help. Now if you would excuse me, Eliza and I have to find our rooms." Wesker turned and left. Eliza waved to the group and managed a weak smile, but stopped when she saw the sea of angry faces looking back at her. She lowered her head and followed Wesker.
Chris followed Eliza, giving Connors a mean look as he walked past him. He caught up to Wesker and Eliza in the rec. room. "Wesker."
Wesker turned to Eliza. "I think you better go upstairs. I assume Chris and I have something to talk about." He watched Eliza climb the stairs. He then turned to Chris. "What is…" Wesker got cut off as Chris tagged him with a right hook. "Is that all?" Wesker said, rubbing his chin.
"What the hell are you trying to pull Wesker?" Chris asked. "What's your scheme this time, set us up for Umbrella or Genoas?"
"Like Connors told you, I'm here to help you." Wesker replied. "Your government came to me with the deal. If they didn't I wouldn't be here. And in case you're wondering why I took the deal it was because when it's all said and done I'll get out of this in one piece. Believe me, I don't relish having to work with you. Truth is, neither of us have much choice in the matter."
"And what about that girl?" Chris asked. "Are you using her too?"
"That's my own business." Wesker said.
"Fine." Chris said. "But just know that the first moment you even think about screwing us, I'll kill you."
"Fair enough." Wesker said. "But what makes you think you can even kill me at all?" Wesker turned and walked up the stairs.
Chris walked over to the red couch and sat down. Jill entered the room. She had followed Chris and heard the whole conversation. She sat down next to him. "Are you OK Chris?"
"I feel like I'm going to throw up." Chris said. "How could anyone think about trusting Wesker?"
"They must be really desperate." Jill replied. "And besides, they don't know Wesker like we do. They don't know what he's capable off."
Chris groaned. "First Burns and now Wesker. Why do I have this feeling that everything is going downhill?"
Jill leaned on Chris and took his hand. "There is no way this can get any worse."
Author's Comments: What to bet? Right about now you must be asking two questions. What the FUCK am I doing and where the HELL am I going with this? First of all I'll deal with Wesker and Eliza. The main reason Wesker is doing this is to save his own ass. That's right, he's in this for himself. Second, I have read plenty of stories in which some characters have family members that figure into either the background of the story or the story itself. I picked the Redfields' family and came up with this neat little subplot. Hey, it's something different isn't it? Anyway, you'll see where I'm taking this as the story progresses. As for the rest of the chapter a lot of things happened. Marcus was revealed as the spy. If you figured it out, good for you. We also found out that O'Riley was another of Connors' spies and that the Tyrant is now part of the team. And as for the shootout, I tried to go for a John Woo style fight scene. Plus, we found out the connection between Chris, Claire, Tom, and Mike. Seems that Mike killed Chris and Claire's parents. Add to that Tom being their uncle and things have gotten really interesting. Even though Jill doesn't agree with the team keeping the Tyrant, she's going along with it. Finally, Wesker and Eliza are now part of the group. Wesker's made a deal with the government and Eliza is along for the ride. With everything getting turned upside-down and inside-out things can only get better from here.
In the next chapter all three sides get a major overhaul. Umbrella and Genoas are going to do something that will cause big problems for the Black Ops 6. Meanwhile the team must deal with the new developments. Also, a little reunion is in order for some of the team members. See what develops in Judgment Day: Chapter 7- Reformation.
