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                Disclaimer: I own Resident Evil. I wish. Capcom owns the series. I however, am proud to say that I own this entire story, and any new characters I make up.

Resident Evil Judgment Day Two, for the black and the blue Method Man- Judgment Day

Chapter Nine. Meltdown.

Black Ops 6 base. Dallas, Texas.

"This better be good." Connors said. It was already night and the team was assembled in the dining room. "Where is this base?"

Wesker put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair. "Actually we have two possible targets. We can attack Umbrella's HQ in Paris, or attack a lab in New Zealand."

"We all know about Umbrella's HQ." Chris said. "What's so important about this New Zealand lab?"

"Simple." Wesker replied. "That lab was Philips' pride and joy. It was the largest facility he had. It also happens to be specially designed for development of the T-Veronica virus."

Claire trembled at the name. "Not that thing."

Jill turned to Chris. "I thought you said you destroyed that virus for good?"

"I did." Chris replied. "Let me guess Wesker, you retrieved the formula."

"Correct." Wesker said. "That was my mission. I managed to get all of Alexia's research. When I left Genoas the virus was half-way done."

"What the hell is this T-Veronica virus?" Barry asked.

"Think of the G-virus." Chris said. "Now imagine something a hundred times more powerful. This virus makes the T-virus look like the cold."

Claire nodded in agreement. "Believe us, we saw what it did to Alexia Ashford first hand."

Rebecca recognized the name. "Weren't the Ashfords one of the founding families of Umbrella?"

Chris nodded. "They were."

"And they made this virus?" Carlos asked. "Who were they?"

Claire took a deep breath as she began the story. "This whole thing started with Alexander Ashford. He was a scientist and started to conduct his own experiments. He was obsessed with trying to create a genius. He managed to isolate the gene responsible for intelligence."

"That may explain how O'Riley made Tyrant so smart." Chris said. "Anyway, he modified an embryo to make the child very intelligent. Turns out he got twins, one boy, one girl. His son Alfred was very smart. However, his daughter Alexia was a genius. He raised them until they grew up and found out that they were engineered."

"You mean Alexander made his own children." Ada said.

Heather shook her head. "That's impossible."

"Well he did it." Claire said. "But that's not the worse part. Alexia somehow took the DNA of an ant and mixed it with the T-virus. What she got was the T-Veronica virus. She then decided to thank daddy for making her smart by injecting him with the virus, turning him into a hideous monster she and Alfred kept chained up in the Antarctic lab."

"Talk about gratitude." Barry said.

"It gets better." Chris said. "After she did that she injected herself with the virus."

"Whoa." Scott said. "Didn't she turn into a freak too?"

Chris shook his head. "No. She figured that her DNA needed time to get used to the virus. She put herself on ice for fifteen years while her body adapted to the changes the virus was making."

"So Alexia turned herself into an ice cube for fifteen years." Ark said. "What happened to her?"

"Well," Claire began, "when she got out she looked normal, but she wasn't. The virus had made her powerful. It also began to change her. Ask Wesker, he found out the hard way."

Wesker nodded. "I ran into that bitch and had a hell of a time with her. She was stronger than me and could set things on fire by touching them. When I fought her she was really ugly. She tried to barbeque my ass by tossing fire at me. Then I punched her, only to have my arm light up when I touched her skin. Finally she nailed me and sent me flying across the damn room. If felt like getting hit with a semi."

Leon turned to Chris. "Damn, she must have been a bad-ass if she beat Wesker."

"She was." Chris replied.

"So what ended up happening?" Connors asked.

"Well, first I killed Alexander, who Alfred had let out." Claire said. "Then Steve finished off Alfred. Alexia then turned Steve into a monster and sent him after me. I managed to kill Steve."

"And what about Alexia?" Barry asked.

Chris closed his eyes. "By the time I faced her for the last time she had turned into a giant blob. In the end I barely managed to kill her."

"How'd you do it?" Leon asked.

"I rammed a rocket up her ass." Chris replied. "After that Claire and I got in one of the jets that were there and dropped a nuclear bomb on the place. Bottom line is that that virus is too dangerous. We have to stop Umbrella from completing that weapon. If it could turn someone like Alexia into a nearly unstoppable monster there's no telling what kind of creature Umbrella could make."

Barry turned to Connors. "Two things. How long did you know about this virus and when were you planning on telling us about this?"

Connors lowered his head. "I though Dr. Grant would give us the research to be used as evidence. Now that Grant has sided with Umbrella we have to retrieve it."

"Forget retrieving it." Chris said. "We have to wipe that virus out. We can't take the chance of someone else getting a hold of it."

"So what do we do?" Jill asked. "Do we go to New Zealand and destroy that base?"

Connors shook his head. "By now Umbrella will have that place locked down tight. I say we attack Umbrella's HQ. I can get a warrant for Mr. Umbrella's arrest. We take him down and the company will crumble."

"There's only one problem." Eliza said. "That place is a fort. The only sure way to get in is through the sewers, but after our previous assault Umbrella must have that route sealed off."

"There's another way." Claire said. "It's how I got inside."

"And how did you do that?" Leon asked.

"I snuck in through the underground parking garage." Claire replied. "I'm sure we can do it."

Chris turned to Connors. "Tom, we have to attack that lab. We have to destroy that virus. You have no idea how dangerous that virus is."

"We're going to attack Umbrella's HQ." Connors replied. "If you don't like it too bad." Connors got up and left the room.

Chris growled and went after Connors. Chris caught up to his uncle in the living room. "Tom, listen to me. This is a big mistake. If Umbrella finishes that virus we're all dead."

"I agree." Wesker said, entering the room. "Chris and I have both seen what the T-Veronica virus is capable of. If it could make Alexia Ashford nearly invincible, imagine what it could do if Umbrella perfects it."

Connors turned to face both men. "Look, the reason I say that we attack Umbrella's HQ is that there is a good possibility that the T-Veronica virus is still there. If it is then we can get both the virus and Mr. Umbrella in one shot. Also, I expect Umbrella to be attacking us soon. We may have to leave for another base."

"Shit, I forgot that Grant knows where we are." Chris said. "Listen, you don't think Umbrella will come here. They know we'll be expecting them."

"Yes, but this time we're wounded." Connors replied. "With Samantha's loss and both Leon and Scott hurt we're down three people. Besides, before Umbrella wasn't combined with Genoas. I have every reason to believe that Umbrella will make an attack."

"We can't exactly get out of here in a hurry." Chris said. "But we can't exactly stay here too." Chris heard Wesker begin to chuckle. "You find this amusing?" Chris asked, a little annoyed by Wesker's behavior.

"I was just thinking that maybe we should turn the tables." Wesker replied. "Every time anyone made a move against Umbrella they had a trap set. I say we set up Umbrella. Let them come here. When they do we'll surprise them and kill them all. We pull this off and Mr. Umbrella will think twice about messing with us."

"You're right." Connors said. "It is time we had the upper hand. I'll tell the others. Maybe we can set up a plan before Umbrella gets here. I can call some people to watch the airports around here. We should have some sort of warning before we're attacked. Good thinking Wesker."

"Thank you Tom." Wesker replied. "Maybe this is something I can use on my behalf in court."

Chris watched Connors run back to the others. Chris then turned to Wesker. "Hey, this is a good idea."

"It's better than running like cowards." Wesker said. "Hey, the only way I'm going to avoid prison is if you people are still breathing."

"By the way, I saw what you and Eliza did." Chris said. "I bet Scott and Rebecca are grateful that you two saved them."

Wesker grinned. "The only reason I went back was because I was helping Eliza. If you think for a second that I would have willingly gone back, forget it. Besides, I consider it doing my job. If I were you, I wouldn't go jumping to conclusions."

Chris chuckled. "I don't believe you Wesker. First you were giving me that regret crap and now you're acting like you don't care. For a minute I thought you really were changing for the better."

"Like you said, I'm only doing this to save my own ass." With that Wesker left the room, leaving Chris behind.

"Whatever you say." Chris said to himself.

Jill entered the living room, stopping to let Wesker by. She watched him for a few seconds before turning to Chris. "What was that all about?"

Chris sat down on the couch. "Wesker is being an asshole."

"So what else is new?" Jill said, sitting down next to Chris. "Wesker's a jerk. You should just ignore him."

"I wish it was that easy." Chris said.

Jill took his hand and squeezed it. "You could always settle things in a fire circle."

Chris gave Jill a confused look. "A fire what?"

"Fire circle." Jill replied. "It was something we did in my unit when I was in Delta. Whenever two people in my unit had a personal problem with each other we would pour gas in a large circle and the two people would step inside. We'd then light the gas and the two would fight until one of them either gave up or was knocked out."

Chris stared at Jill in disbelief. "Your commanding officer allowed this?"

"Our captain was the one who came up with it." Jill said. "He originally used it for close-combat training. I will tell you this though, it settled a lot of problems."

"Were you ever in one of these fights?" Chris asked.

Jill nodded. "Twice. One was with some guy that kept hitting on him. The other time was with some guy that was a sexist bastard. I ended up winning both times. I beat them so badly that no one else dared to mess with me."

"That fire thing sounds like a good idea, but there's two problems." Chris said. "One, I don't think Tom would like that and two, Wesker would kick my ass in two seconds."

"So what were you talking about?" Jill asked.

"Tom is worried that Umbrella will send some goons to attack us." Chris replied. "Wesker came up with an idea to set a trap for them. Tom said he was going to call some people to watch the airports."

"Do you think we can defend this house if it's attacked?" Jill asked.

Chris shrugged. "We've done it before. Maybe we can do it again."

"I hope you're right." Jill leaned her head on Chris' shoulder. "I'm tired of running."

"So am I." Chris said.


New Umbrella HQ. Tokyo, Japan.

Mr. Umbrella stared out the window of what used to be Philips' office at the Tokyo skyline. "I could get used to this view. I was getting bored with Paris. Plus, there is an excellent laboratory here." He then sat down in the black, leather chair. "This place will do good indeed."

"I do admit it is nice to be back here." Brigit said. "I rather missed my office."

Hunk looked around the office and whistled. "This place is nicer than the other place. I could get used to this."

"What about our attack?" Nicholai asked.

"Awe yes, the assault." Mr. Umbrella said. "Like I told you on the plane, I want you, Hunk, Wolf, and Coors to make a lightning raid on Connors' hideout. Leave no one alive. However, if things go bad resort to plan B. I believe we all remember what that was."

Tim nodded. "We do Sir."

"Good." Mr. Umbrella said. "Just remember that whatever happens one way or another Connors' men will be destroyed. Now for our next order of business. Dr. Grant, I want you to leave immediately for our lab in New Zealand. I want you to personally oversee the completion of the T-Veronica virus."

Brigit nodded. "I'll leave right now."

Mr. Umbrella lit another one of his cigars. "There's a helicopter waiting on the roof. When you arrive everything should be set up. Report to me as soon as the virus is finished."

"I will Sir." Brigit turned and walked out of the office.

Mr. Umbrella took a puff from his cigar. "As for the rest of you, you all leave immediately. As soon as you're finished with this mission I want you to report directly the New Zealand lab regardless of the outcome. I also want you to tell me what happened. Now if you will all excuse me, I have a phone call to make." As Mr. Umbrella picked up the phone Nicholai and the other left the office. He dialed a number and waited. Three rings passed before he got an answer.

"Hello." Mike said.

"Burns." Mr. Umbrella said. "Has the building been evacuated yet?"

"Almost." Mike replied. "All the major stuff was removed first. We're just about to clean up."

Mr. Umbrella smiled. "Listen up, I want you to set a trap. Based on the outcome of our attack you may have some company."

"Is this part of your plan?" Mike asked.

"Yes it is." Mr. Umbrella replied. "I want you to be ready. As soon as Nicholai and his men are done they are heading for New Zealand. Nicholai will report the outcome to me. I will then inform you of what to do next. "If Nicholai's forces are successful then you are to report to New Zealand as well."

"Do you really think that Nicholai will fail?" Mike asked. "I mean we really delivered a major blow to Connors' team. I doubt that they will be able to put up a halfway descent fight."

"Never underestimate your opponent." Mr. Umbrella said. "These people are very resilient. I believe that if anything they will be expecting an attack. The only thing we have on our side is the element of surprise. If we're lucky this will all be over."

"I hope it's not." Mike replied. "I'm so looking forward to personally killing of the rest of the Redfields."

"You may get your wish." Mr. Umbrella said. "I'll call you later. Goodbye Burns." Mr. Umbrella hung up the phone and sat back in his chair. "It won't be long now."


Black Ops 6 base. Dallas, Texas.

Nicholai's team arrived at the end of road to the ranch. Nicholai got out of the truck and motioned for the others to unload. He had waited until nightfall before attacking. He didn't have to wait long, for it was late afternoon when his team had arrived in the U.S. Nicholai waited until Hunk, Tim, Stacy, and twenty-five solders got out of the trucks and lined up. "From here on we walk. Do not many any noise."

"Why are we walking?" Hunk asked. "And why did we wait until dark?"

Nicholai turned to Hunk. "Because I believe that I made two mistakes the last time we attacked one of our enemy's hideout. One, because we drove up they heard the engines. Two, they could spot us easily in daylight. If we want to have any advantage at all, we need to use stealth as opposed to charging head in. Now follow me." Nicholai's unit moved on, unaware of the camera hidden in a near-by tree.

After fifteen minutes the group reached the ranch. Nicholai began to give out orders. "Hunk, take five men and check the garage. Wolf, take five men and search out the barn. Coors, take five men and secure the small house. I'll take the main house. If there is any trouble, retreat to the trucks. Now go."

The group split up and headed to their destinations. Hunk's group approached the garage. Hunk motioned for three men to check the garage while he and the remaining two men when to the guesthouse above. One of the men tested the knob and slowly opened the door. The men quickly entered the garage and scanned the area, seeing only a single car on the opposite side. Hunk and his men climbed the stairs and got into position outside the guesthouse door. Hunk opened the door and looked in. He sent in his men in first before following. Hunk scanned the room. Finding nothing he sent his men to check the two bedrooms.

Stacy's group entered the small house. She sent three men upstairs while she and the other two men stayed in the living room. She then sent the two men to check the kitchen.

Tim's crew entered the barn and began to sweep the area. "Why the hell does Nicholai want me to check the damn barn?" Tim muttered to himself. "He probably wants me to be here in case those bastards come running in." Tim motioned for two men to check the hayloft. He watched as the men ascended the ladder that led to it.

Nicholai's group entered the main house. He sent four men upstairs while the rest remained downstairs. He sent two towards the kitchen, two men towards the living room, two towards the library, and finally two men to the lounge. Nicholai stayed near the front door. He began to notice how quiet everything was. Something about the silence didn't sit well with him. "Where are they?" He asked himself.

The men in the garage stood by the door waiting for Hunk. "Man, this sucks." One of the guys said. "I thought we were going to get some action."

One of the other men smacked him on the arm. "Be quiet. Someone might hear us."

"Who?" The man replied. "There's no one here. I bet those assholes are sleeping in the big house."

"But still," the other man said, "we should keep quiet." The man heard a sound come from behind the car. "What was that?" He asked, raising his rifle.

Suddenly an object came flying over the car. It hit the group and rolled across the cement floor, stopping at the feet of the men.

One of them looked at it. His eyes widened as he discovered what it was. "GRENADE!" The men bolted as the grenade exploded. Two of the men were killed, one getting flung onto the hood of the car, the other getting sent into a shelf against the back wall. The last man was sent flying into the garage door. He hit the metal and collapsed to the floor. He looked up to she Ark and Heather come out from behind the car. Ark drew a gun and shot the man in the head.

Hunk felt the building shake as the grenade exploded. "What the hell was that?" The doors to the bedrooms opened. Leon emerged from one bedroom and Ada exited the other. They quickly took out the two men and turned their guns on Hunk. "Shit." Hunk uttered, raising his hands.

"Throw down your gun." Leon ordered. Hunk tossed his rifle on the floor. "Now put your hands over your head.

Hunk raised his hands. "I thought you would be expecting us. I guess I was right."

"Ada," Leon said, "Search him."

Ada nodded and tucked her handgun into her belt. She began to pat down Hunk. Hunk waited for the right moment before he grabbed Ada. He took her gun and pointed it at her head. "Now you drop your gun and I'll let your girlfriend go."

Leon looked at Ada, then at Hunk. "OK, just don't hurt her." Leon tossed his gun over the couch.

Hunk grinned. "Good." He pushed Ada away and aimed at her heart. Leon watched helplessly as Hunk shot Ada in the heart.

Ada dropped to her knees and looked up at Hunk. "But you said…"

"It's called lying." Hunk said. "Don't worry, your boyfriend will join you soon."

Leon watched Ada collapse. Enraged, he rushed Hunk and knocked the gun out of his hands. He then nailed Hunk with a right cross. Hunk retaliated with a punch to Leon's wound. Leon yelped and clutched his wound. Hunk followed with a shot to the gut and a left hook to the face. He then gave Leon a kick to the chest, knocking him down. Hunk picked up his rifle and walked up to Leon. "You bastard." Leon said. "I'll kill you."

"Not if I kill you first." Hunk said, aiming at Leon's head. "Time to finish you off, and this time I won't miss."

"Neither will I." Hunk turned to see Ada standing behind him, holding her gun.

"How?" Hunk asked, stunned that Ada was still alive.

"It's called Kevlar." Ada replied. She shot him in the head and watched as he fell forward, dead. Ada ran over to Leon to check on him. "Are you alright?"

Leon stared at Hunk. "Better than him." He looked at Ada. "Are you OK?"

Ada felt the area where Hunk had shot her. "Yeah. It stings a little, but I'm fine. Good thing I decided to wear this vest."

"It could have been worse." Leon said. "He could have shot you in the head."

"Good thing he didn't." Ada said, helping Leon to his feet."

Meanwhile, Stacy heard the explosion in the small house. "What the hell was that?" Suddenly she heard yelling coming from upstairs, followed by frantic shooting, screaming, and a familiar roar. "Son of a bitch. This was a trap." She turned to the kitchen. "Get out of here now. This is a trap." Stacy said.

"You got that right." Eliza said, emerging from the kitchen. "Don't you know it's rude to enter a house without knocking?" Stacy raised her rifle, but Eliza sprinted to her. Eliza knocked the rifle out of her hands and backhanded her across the room.

Stacy slowly got to her feet. "Do you really think that killing me will make any difference? Besides, you don't have it in you."

"Who said I'm going to kill you?" Eliza asked. "I'm going to take you prisoner." Eliza walked over to Stacy, only to have Stacy give her a right cross to the face. "You'll have to try harder than that."

"OK." Stacy replied, throwing a left. Eliza blocked the punch easily, like Stacy knew she would. Stacy reached behind her back and pulled the knife attached to her belt. "Die bitch." Stacy brought the knife out and went to stab Eliza in the head.

Eliza grabbed Stacy's hand. "Nice try." Eliza began to squeeze. Stacy dropped the knife and screamed in pain. Eliza then grabbed Stacy by the throat and threw her across the room. Stacy landed near the front door. "Give up." Eliza said. "You're finished."

Stacy grinned. "Are you so sure?" She pulled a small knife that was strapped to her ankle and threw it at Eliza. While Eliza dodged the knife, Stacy bolted out the door.

"Shit." Eliza said.

Tyrant came down from the second floor. "Did she get away?"

"What do you think?" Eliza replied. "How did you do?"

Tyrant held up his left arm. The claws were red with blood. "What do you think?"

Eliza chuckled. "To shay."

In the barn Tim heard the grenade go off too. "Everyone out of the barn. They set us up." Tim ran over to the ladder. "HEY, GET DOWN HERE AND MOVE OUT!"

"OK." One of the men said.

Tim was about to go when he heard signs of a struggle in the loft. In two minutes it was over. "Get out of here now." Tim commanded. The men began to move when Wesker crashed through the loft floor and landed in the middle of the barn. "Wesker." Tim said.

"Timmy, how nice to see you." Wesker said. "I see you brought some friends." One of the men to Wesker's right raised his gun. Wesker quickly threw his knife at the man, nailing his target in the eye. The man to Wesker's left began to raise his gun. Wesker dashed at him and plowed full force into him. The solder was sent flying into one of the stables, smashing threw the door and crashing into the wall. The last man rushed Wesker with a knife. Wesker dodged the slash and snapped the man's neck. "How pathetic." Wesker grumbled. Tim ran up to Wesker a nailed him in the face. Wesker laughed at grabbed Tim by the throat. He began to lift Tim off the ground. "You should have known better Tim. I'm disappointed in you."

"I'm not done yet." Tim growled. He kicked Wesker in the groin, causing Wesker to let go of Tim and hunch over in pain. "I see you can't take a shot to the jewels." Tim said. He picked up a piece of wood and whacked Wesker in the face. Tim hit Wesker several more times in the head, backing Wesker up. He then kicked Wesker in the back of the knee and in the back of the head. Wesker dropped to all fours. "What's the matter Wesker?" Tim gleefully asked. "Can't you take a beating anymore?"

Wesker slowly got up and turned to Tim. "Who said you were kicking my ass?" Wesker rammed Tim, sending him across the barn. Tim hit the ground hard and rolled to a stop. Before he could react Wesker grabbed him and threw him back across the barn. Wesker ran up to Tim and pulled him up by the back of his shirt. "Now that's how to kick ass."

"Don't kill me Wesker." Tim said. "I give up."

"If I was going to kill you, you'd already be dead." Wesker snarled. He threw Tim into one of the support beams, knocking Tim unconscious. He then tossed Tim into a pile of sawdust in the corner. "Besides, killing you would be a waste of time."

Finally, in the main house, Nicholai also heard the explosion. "DAMN IT!" He shouted. "FALL BACK NOW!" As if on cue the rest of Connors team attacked. Upstairs Barry, Scott, and Rebecca surprised the men and fired on them. Barry took out two while Rebecca and Scott got one each. Downstairs, Claire popped up from behind the kitchen counter with twin Uzis and took out the men in the kitchen. Carlos jumped out from his cover behind a bookcase and took out the men in the library. Connors sprang from behind the couch in the living room and took out his enemies. In the lounge Chris and Jill got up from behind the bar and took out one man each.

"I'll get Nicholai." Jill said. She took off towards the front door. She turned the corner and saw Nicholai. "Now I got you."

"Valentine." Nicholai growled. He fired at Jill, who ducked back around the corner. Knowing he was outnumbered, Nicholai backed out the door. "You may have won this round, but you won't win the war." Nicholai exited the house and rushed down the driveway. He saw Stacy running down the driveway. He followed after her, looking back for Hunk and Tim. When they got far enough away, they stopped. "Where are Hunk and Wolf?"

"I don't know." Stacy gasped. "All I know is that my team got jumped. I ran into Eliza and she nearly got me. I got out of that house as fast as I could. I didn't see Hunk or Tim. Maybe they retreated before we did?"

Nicholai pulled out his radio. "Hunk, Wolf, where are you?"

The radio buzzed for a bit before Nicholai got a response. "I'm sorry Nicholai." Ada's voice replied. "Hunk's dead."

Suddenly Stacy's radio came to life. This time it was Wesker's voice. "Timmy here is taking a little nap. If you want him, come and get him."

Nicholai glared back at the ranch. "Come on Coors, it is no use to stay here any longer. We have to report to Mr. Umbrella about this setback."

"What do we do after that?" Stacy asked.

"We follow orders." Nicholai replied. "We go to New Zealand."

Connors stood outside as he waited for the others to arrive. "What's the news?"

"We got all of them in our house." Ark said. "However, I do think the garage will need a new paint job."

"We also eliminated Hunk." Leon added. "Ada here got him."

"Our house is secure." Eliza said. "Unfortunately Stacy got away."

Chris exited the house and joined the group. "We finished checking the bodies. We got all of them. Body count is ten."

Connors nodded. "According to the others at least five men went to the other buildings. That makes it a total of twenty-five. I say we were lucky, there could have been more."

Wesker nonchalantly walked up to the group. "I got some really good news. I got Tim."

"Did you kill him?" Chris asked.

Wesker shook his head. "He's more valuable to us alive than dead. In fact he even begged for his life and gave up willingly. Usually I would have killed him for that. I guess hanging around you people has made me weak."

"Where is he?" Connors asked.

"In the barn." Wesker replied. "I left him hanging, so to speak."

Connors and the others ran to the barn. When they entered they found Tim tied up and hanging from the ceiling. Connors turned to Leon. "Go get a chair. I have a few questions to ask him."

Tim awoke to find that he couldn't move. "What the hell." He looked around to find himself tied to a wooden chair in the barn. Connors, Chris, Jill, Barry, Wesker, and Eliza surrounded him. To his left was a metal card table with what looked like a toolbox and a small, black bag on it. Tim leered at Connors. "What do you plan on doing to me?"

"I want you to answer a few questions." Connors said. "If you answer them you may walk out of this in one piece."

"First let me ask you this." Tim said. "How did you know we were coming?"

Connors smiled. "Simple, I had a few of my friends watch the airports. When you and your friends arrived at a local airport in an Umbrella owned plane I was immediately notified. What I found most interesting was that the plane was coming from Tokyo. Why were you there?"

"That's none of your fucking business, now is it?" Tim replied.

"I'm not going to ask you twice." Connors said. "Now answer the question."

"Screw you Connors." Tim said.

Wesker moved in until his face was inches away from Tim's. "Let me deal with him. I'll get all the information you need."

"We don't want to kill him." Chris said. "He can't answer anything if he's dead."

"What would be the fun in killing him?" Wesker pointed to Eliza, who opened the box and spun it around. Inside were scalpels, needles, and various other medical tools. Wesker picked up one of the scalpels. "I was thinking more along the lines of encouraging him."

Tim stared at the scalpel. "You're crazy. These others people won't let you do it."

"Doesn't seem like a bad idea to me." Jill said.

Wesker grinned. "It seems that these people don't care anymore." Wesker set down the scalpel and turned to the small bag. He opened it up and spilled the contents, Jill's lock picks, onto the table. He then picked up the largest one. "You know, scalpels are too traditional. Ever since I saw a lock pick set I always wondered if you could stab someone with one. I bet it would hurt, especially if you poked someone in the eye." Wesker clamped his hand under Tim's lower jaw, making sure he couldn't move his head. He then began to bring the piece of metal up to Tim's left eye.

Tim tried to struggle, but Wesker was too strong. He looked around at the others who were watching. "You can't let him do this. What's wrong with you? Stop him now?"

"Answer the man's question." Wesker said, moving the lock pick closer.

"OK, OK, I'LL TALK!" Tim yelled.

Wesker let go of Tim and dropped the metal pick on the table. "He's all yours."

"Tell us everything." Connors said. "Unless you want me to have Wesker continue."

"We were transporting everything from Genoas' old HQ to the one in Paris." Tim said. "While we were there Mr. Umbrella sent us to kill you."

"What was in the Genoas HQ?" Jill asked.

"All the research involving the cyborgs." Tim replied.

"And what about the T-Veronica virus?" Chris asked.

"It's in the Umbrella HQ in Paris." Tim looked at Connors. "I told you everything I know. Let me go."

Connors gave Tim an icy stare. "Is Mr. Umbrella still in Paris?"

Tim nodded. "He is. He wants to personally oversee the completion of the virus."

"That's all I needed to know." Connors said. "Lock him up."

Connors had everyone assembled in the lounge. "Listen up. Tomorrow we're going to go to Umbrella's HQ and arrest Mr. Umbrella. It seems that we have enough evidence to get a warrant."

"Are we going to go in there armed?" Claire asked.

"I'm not taking any chances." Connors replied. "However, this will be only for defense. This is not an attack, this is an apprehension mission. We leave tomorrow at morning."


Umbrella HQ. Tokyo, Japan.

The phone in Mr. Umbrella's office rang. He picked it up. "Yes, what is it?"

"It's me Sir." Nicholai replied.

"Awe, Nicholai." Mr. Umbrella said, turning towards the window. "Ho did the mission go?"

"It was a failure." Nicholai replied. "They knew we were coming. They set a trap for us. We lost Hunk and Wolf was captured."

Mr. Umbrella sighed. "He was one of our best. Any way my plan is working. Wolf will tell Connors and his men that the virus and I are in Paris. They will attack, only to walk into Burns' trap. Everything is going according to plan. Where are you now?"

"We're about to leave for New Zealand." Nicholai replied.

"Very good." Mr. Umbrella said. "Once you arrive wait for further orders." Mr. Umbrella hung up. He then picked the receiver up again and dialed the number for the Paris HQ.


Former Umbrella HQ. Paris, France.

Mike leaned back in the chair in Mr. Umbrella's former office. "It must be great to be the boss. Maybe after this when Umbrella's kicks it he will make me the new leader." The phone on the desk rang. Mike snapped up the phone. "Hello?"

"Burns, are you ready?" Came Mr. Umbrella's voice.

"Yes we are." Mike replied. "I take it that Nicholai and the others screwed up."

"Cut it Burns." Mr. Umbrella said. "Connors had a trap set up."

Mike chuckled. "Looks like Tom is finally becoming a worthy opponent. Too bad his little move came too little, too late to make any difference."

"I'm counting on you to eliminate those fools." Mr. Umbrella said. "If by any chance any of them survive they will probably attack the New Zealand lab. I don't want that to happen."

"Don't worry." Mike said. "I promise you that neither Connors or the Redfields will leave this building alive."


Black Ops 6 base. Dallas, Texas.

Connors finished strapping on his holster for his .45. He saw Ada and Rebecca approach him. "What is it ladies?"

"We were wondering, are Leon and Scott coming on this mission?" Ada asked.

Connors shook his head. "No. Seeing as how both of them are hurt they will stay here."

"Then we're staying with them." Rebecca said. "Besides, someone has to stay and guard the house."

"Very well." Connors said. "Hopefully we won't have any trouble."

Ada nodded. "I better go and tell Leon. I bet he'll be glad to have some company. See you later." Ada ran out of the house and headed for the garage.

"I hope you can do this without a medic." Rebecca said.

"We'll be fine." Connors replied. "Scott needs you more than the rest of the team does. I've seen how close you two have become. I think it would mean a lot to him if you stayed by his side."

Rebecca smiled. "In that case, good luck. It'll be good when this is all over." Rebecca turned and began to search for Scott. She found him in the library, reading a book. "Hey Scott, guess what?"

"I don't know, you tell me." Scott replied, setting the book down on an end table.

"I'm staying here with you." Rebecca replied.

Scott stared at Rebecca blankly. "Let me guess, Tom wants someone to baby-sit me."

Rebecca shook her head. "I want to stay. You and Leon are both injured. Someone has to stay here to check on your wounds. Since I'm the only medic on the team it's only logical that I should stay behind."

"Is that the only reason?" Scott asked.

"No." Rebecca replied. "I want to stay here with you. Besides Chris you're the only guy I ever cared a lot about. When you almost got killed it was one of the most frightening moments in my life."

Scott smiled. "I do appreciate that you came back for me. That was a brave thing that you did. And I am happy that you want to keep me company. It's just too bad that I won't be there to see that bastard Umbrella get taken down."

"Look at it this way." Rebecca said. "We'll have the whole house to ourselves. We can do whatever we want and no one will know."

"Yeah, we can get drunk off our asses." Scott said. "Maybe this won't be such a bad thing."

"First things first." Rebecca pulled up the back of Scott's shirt. "I want to check on your cuts." Rebecca studied the red lines that ran across Scott's back, seeing if any of the stitches had come undone.

"How is it nurse?" Scott asked.

Rebecca let go of Scott's shirt. "In a few more days you should be just fine. As long as you don't perform any strenuous activities the stitches should hold."

Scott turned around and wrapped his arms around Rebecca. "And what kind of strenuous activities are you talking about?"

Rebecca gave Scott a quick kiss. "You'll see."

Leon stared out the window as Ark and Heather finished getting ready. "I still think that you should be careful. That building isn't some place that you can waltz right into. I think that you two should be careful."

"You worry too much Leon." Ark said. "That's not healthy."

"What if Tim is lying?" Leon asked, turning to his friends. "What if this is a trap?"

"We can't afford to pass this up." Heather said. "And if it's a trap we can handle it."

Leon sighed. "Look, I don't want you guys to end up like me or worse. You know how Chris had a bad feeling about the situation with Ada? Well I have that same feeling with this. This may be another trap."

Ark walked over to Leon and patted him on the shoulder. "We're well aware of that Leon. Heather and I are going to be extremely cautious. If Tim is telling the truth, this will be over. And if we get set up, we'll get out of it."

"Just do me one favor?" Leon said. "Make sure to take care of Ada for me. I don't want her to get hurt."

"We will." Heather said. Just then Ada entered the room. "We were just talking about you."

"I hope it was something good." Ada said. "Listen, I'm not going with you, I'm staying here with Leon."

"What?" Leon asked. "You can't stay here. The team needs you."

"I already talked to Connors." Ada said. "He gave me permission."

Ark could see an argument coming. "Heather, I think we better get going. We don't want to keep the others waiting." He and Heather left the guesthouse.

"Look, if this is about me I'll be fine." Leon said. "I don't even know why Tom is having me stay behind. I can still fight."

"Not with that shoulder." Ada said. "Remember what happened when you fought Hunk. Your shoulder is far from healed. If you keep hurting it, it'll never heal."

"Still, you should be going with the others." Leon said, sitting down on the couch. "I don't like this at all."

Ada sat down next to him. "I have a bad feeling about this too. I think everyone does. You heard Tom. He said that he isn't taking any chances. Try to calm down Leon. You're been edgy lately."

"It must be the stress." Leon said. "After all that's happened I feel like this is never going to end. Why did I ever take that job in Raccoon?"

"Why did I join Umbrella?" Ada said. "There's no use in questioning what you did. The only thing you should think about is what's going to happen when Umbrella is gone. I don't know about you, but I plan on living a quiet little life that doesn't involve shooting or killing or anything that I've done. When I look back on this I want to know that this is something that I'll never go through again."

Leon sighed. "I wish that it'll be that simple. None of us may ever forget this."

"Then at least I'll remember how I met you." Ada said. "And that's one thing I'll never forget."

Connors walked outside to find Chris and Claire waiting by the van. "You two ready for this?"

"The sooner we get this over with the better." Claire replied.

"I know that you have bad memories of Umbrella's QH." Connors said. "I told you that you could stay here if you wanted to."

Claire shook her head. "No, I can't let what happened in the past affect what I do. Maybe if I go through with this mission it'll help me deal with what I went through."

Chris checked his Beretta. "I'm ready. I bet that if Mr. Umbrella is there, Burns will be there too. I don't know about you, but I'm ready for a little payback."

"Just be careful." Connors said. "Don't get carried away like you did the last time. You make one mistake with him and you're dead."

"Don't worry," Chris replied, "I won't."

"Just leave some for me." Claire said. "I want to take out Burns as much as you do. That man ruined our lives. I'm not going to let him get away with what he did to our parents."

"We'll all get our chance." Connors said. "We may have to go through him, as well as Nicholai and Stacy, to get Mr. Umbrella. This won't be easy."

Chris grinned. "Since when has it been easy?"

Jill walked down the stairs and towards the front door. Carlos was waiting at the foot of the steps. "Hey Carlos, I thought you would be outside with the others."

"I wanted to talk to you for a minute." Carlos said. "We're going to have to fight Nicholai again. When we do, let me kill him."

"Not if I get him first." Jill said. "I have as much of a right to kill him as you do. He tried to kill me several times."

"He betrayed me and killed my friends." Carlos said. "I believe that that gives me a better reason than you."

"Why don't you both kill him?" Barry said, walking out of the den. "Either that or draw straws."

Carlos chuckled. "Maybe we should."

"Look guys, if you two had so much trouble fighting him alone then maybe you two should work together." Barry said. "From where I see things, two-on-one is better than going up against him by yourselves."

"Maybe Barry's right." Jill said. "Maybe we should."

"Hey, all I know is that Nicholai is going down." Carlos said.

"We better get going." Barry said. "We don't want to keep the other waiting." The group headed out the door and towards the rest of the group. Barry noticed that several people were not around. "Where are Wesker, Eliza, and the others?"

"Tyrant is staying here to protect the base. Ada and Becky are staying here with Leon and Scott." Connors replied. "As for Wesker and Eliza, they went to get Tim."

"You're bringing him along?" Heather asked. "Why can't you keep him here?"

"We need him." Connors said. "He's going to lead us to Mr. Umbrella's office."

Wesker and Eliza came walking towards the group. Wesker had a firm grip on Tim's arm. "Here we are." Wesker said. "I assume we're leaving right now?"

Connors nodded. "Get Tim in the van. Chris, Jill, Claire, and Carlos will be taking one of the cars. The rest of us will ride in the van. Wesker, I'm trusting you to watch Tim."

"Don't worry." Wesker said. "I'll make sure this bitch doesn't get away. And even if he does, he won't get far."

Tim winched as Wesker dragged him towards the back of the van. "What are you going to do, kill me is I try to run?"

"No, I'll just toss you around like I did in the barn." Wesker said, shoving Tim into the van.

"Don't screw up." Chris said, getting into a black car.

"We won't let you down." Eliza said.

Wesker waited as Eliza got in the van. "Besides, we have a little personal business with Umbrella ourselves. They screwed us over in that mansion. I plan on returning the favor." Wesker climbed into the van.

Connors saw Tyrant walking over to him as he got in the van. "Take care of the place while we're gone."

"Are you sure you don't need me?" Tyrant asked.

"Not this time." Connors said.

Tyrant stepped back as Connors got in the van and started the engine. After the others had gotten in, the vehicles drove off down the driveway. Leon and Ada watched their friends leave from the deck while Rebecca and Scott watched from the front door.


Former Umbrella HQ. Paris, France.

Connors group approached the main entrance of the Umbrella building. "Get ready." Connors said. "Expect anything to happen." The team entered the front doors. The lights were on, but there was no one in the lobby. "Where is everyone?"

"This is just like what happened in Minnesota." Barry said. "This has to be a trap."

Tim chuckled. "You jerks, my boss is expecting you fools. Everyone's probably upstairs waiting for you."

Wesker smacked Tim upside the head. "Shut up. Now you listen to me. You're going to show us a back way to get to Umbrella's office. And if you even think of screwing us, I'll snap your neck."

Tim pointed to a set of stairs that lend to a landing. "If we go up there we can get to some elevators. One goes directly to the floor that Mr. Umbrella's office is on. I know the code for it."

"Then let's go." Connors said. "Chris, Jill, take point. Barry, Carlos, you have the rear." Chris and Jill ran up the stairs and checked the landing. There were several elevators along the corridor. One of them had a keypad next to the call button.

"It's clear." Jill said.

The team moved up to the landing, Berettas drawn. Wesker dragged Tim to the keypad while the others set up a parameter.

"Enter the code." Wesker ordered.

Tim entered a five number code and pushed a green button. A buzzer went off, signaling that the code was wrong. "Sorry, I must have entered the code for the Genoas HQ."

"Then enter the one for this building." Wesker hissed. Tim entered another code, but the buzzer went off again. Tim tried another code with the same result. "What the fuck are you doing?" Wesker asked harshly.

"I'm nervous, OK." Tim whined. "Maybe if you let me go I could remember the right code."

Wesker spun Tim around and slammed him into the elevator. "You better remember the code or else."

"Stop with the Gestapo crap." Ark said.

"Just give me another chance." Tim said.

Wesker let go of Tim. "Try anything and I will make you wish you didn't."

Tim turned back to the keypad. He entered another code. It failed. Tim closed his eyes and stood silently for a moment. He then opened his eyes. "I got it now." He entered another code. "This should do it." He pushed the green button. The buzzer sounded again, but soon the other elevators dinged.

"What the hell?" Carlos asked.

The elevator doors opened simultaneously to reveal a group of twelve Omega Hunters. "They look like crocodiles too?" Claire said.

"I wish you brought Tyrant along." Heather said.

            One of the Omega Hunters hissed. Ark shot the creature in head, dropping it. The other Hunters began to exit the elevators, surrounding the group. One of the Hunters lunged at Wesker to bite him. Wesker grabbed the monster's jaws and began to pry them open. With one quick thrust Wesker snapped the jaws, killing the Hunter. Another Hunter snapped at Claire. She narrowly dodged the deadly jaws and shot the Hunter in the head. Another Hunter prepared to strike Claire from behind, but Carlos shot it dead.

"Thanks." Claire said.

"What are friends for?" Carlos said, moving next to Claire. "Only eight more to go."

Chris and Jill stood back-to-back. Chris put his Beretta away and readied his SPAZ-12. He blew one Hunter away with a blast to the chest and brought another Hunter down with a blast to the face. Meanwhile Jill took out a Hunter with several shots from her Beretta. One of the Hunters rushed Barry, its mouth open. Barry fired his Python into the creature's throat, blowing the back of its head out. Heather drew her Uzis and mowed down two Hunters. Connors blasted another Hunter away with his M16. Eliza ducked a swipe from the final Hunter. She ducked behind it and shot it in the back of the head.

"God damn it." Barry growled. It was a fucking trap."

"The number of times Tim entered those codes must have been a signal." Chris said.

Eliza looked over by the keypad. "Speaking of Tim, where did he go?"

The group turned to where Tim was. "Oh shit." Ark said. "He got away."

"He must have left while we were fighting those creatures." Jill said.

Wesker looked around the area. "Where did that prick go?"

"He couldn't have gone down the stairs." Barry said. "We would have seen him."

"We better find him." Connors said. "The only way he could have gone is further into the building. Move out and keep alert." The group moved on past the elevators. The hall split into two directions. As they entered the intersection Connors saw Tim bolt into another hall. "There he goes. Get him." The team dashed towards the hall. Jill and Claire reached the hall first. As they turned the corner, they came face-to-face with Tim and several dozen solders.

"Hello girls." Tim said mockingly. "Say hello to my friends."

"SHIT!" Claire yelled. She and Jill ducked behind the corner opposite the one the others were behind. The women found themselves cut off. "IT'S A TRAP!" Claire yelled.

Chris peeked to see how many there were. "Holy shit." Chris pulled back as the solders opened fire.

"How many?" Connors asked.

"Too many." Chris replied. "What are we going to do?"

"Fight back." Barry said. He ran to the corner and fired blindly at the enemies. He hit several men, wounding most of them. Ark and Heather moved up next. They fired at the men in spurts, taking some down.

"We have to get Jill and Claire back over here." Carlos said.

Chris looked back at his sister and girlfriend. Every time they tried to move, they were held back. Barry, Ark, and Heather tried to cover them, but there were too many. "We need to get all of them at once."

Connors reached inside his pocket and pulled out a grenade. "I was saving this for a special occasion. I guess this counts as one."

"There's just one problem." Carlos said. "Even if we throw that, we won't get all of them. Plus, we can't move fast enough to get the women out of there."

"We can." Wesker said, snatching the grenade. "Eliza, come on."

Chris stopped Wesker. "What do you plan to do?"

"Simple." Wesker replied. "Eliza and I are going to sprint over to Jill and Claire. I'll throw the grenade as cover. You guys just get ready to catch."

"Catch?" Chris was about to ask Wesker what he meant when Wesker and Eliza took off.

Wesker and Eliza dashed towards the hall. Wesker pulled the pin on the grenade and lobbed it at the solders as he and Eliza zipped past the hall. The solders saw the grenade come towards them. They began to run as the explosive hit the ground. Connors' team took cover as the grenade exploded. Wesker grabbed Jill and Eliza grabbed Claire. "Hang on." Wesker said. He and Eliza threw Jill and Claire screaming down the hall towards the others. Chris and Carlos saw the women come flying through the smoke. Chris managed to catch Jill, as did Carlos with Claire. Wesker and Eliza then sprinted back towards the group. Wesker stopped next to the group. He looked down at Chris, Jill, Claire, and Carlos, who were laid out on the floor. "Are you guys OK?" He asked cheerfully.

Jill got up and decked Wesker across the face. "WHY THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

"It's called saving your life." Wesker replied.

Eliza knelt down next Claire and Carlos. "Are you alright? I'm sorry if you got hurt."

"I'm just fine." Claire groaned. "How about you Carlos?"

"Nothing a trip to the hospital won't fix." Carlos replied.

"Come on." Connors said. "It won't take those solders long to recover. We better get out of here."

Chris scrambled to his feet. "Wesker, don't do anything like that ever again."

"Why?" Wesker asked. "That was fun."

The group raced down the corridor towards the front entrance. Connors and Chris stopped and covered the others. When they had passed by Chris and Connors followed. The men passed the elevator with the keypad when it opened. Mike stepped out with a nightstick in hand. He smacked Connors in the back, knocking him down. Chris spun around, only to have Mike nail him across the face. Mike then whacked Chris in the face, dropping him. The others stopped when they heard the commotion above.

Mike stared down at Chris before turning his attention to Connors. "Tom, how nice of you to pay me a visit. I thought you didn't care anymore."

"Fuck you Michael." Connors spat. "I came here for your boss."

Mike began to laugh. "Mr. Umbrella isn't here. The story Tim fed you was false. It was designed by Mr. Umbrella to get you here."

Connors got up. "I should have known that this was a trap."

"And like always you walked right in to it." Mike said. Connors threw a punch that Mike easily dodged. Mike then retaliated with several punches of his own to Connors face and body. He then kneed Connors in the stomach and pushed him into an elevator door. "You're getting slow Tom. I thought you were tough." Mike drove the nightstick into Connors' gut and then across the back.

Connors fell to the floor. "If you're so tough, why do you need a weapon?"

Mike kicked Connors in the stomach. "Face it old man, you had your chance years ago. You could have come after me but instead you quit. Now you think that you can do something just because those little brats of your sisters have grown up and got involved."

Chris got to his feet and rushed Mike. He knocked the nightstick out of Mike's hands and blasted him in the face. "Then why don't you fight me?"

Mike staggered back and glared at Chris. "Why don't you wait your turn?" Mike faked a right to the face hit Chris with left body blow. He followed with a shot to the face. He threw another punch, but Chris blocked and countered with a punch of his own. Mike drove his knee into Chris' midsection and followed with an uppercut. Chris staggered back to the railing of the landing. "I'll kill you later." Mike grabbed Chris and threw him down the stairs. Chris tumbled down but was stopped by his friends. "Now back to you Tom." Mike turned, only to have Connors crack Mike across the face with the nightstick.

"You're going to pay for everything you've done." Connors said. He went to strike Mike again, but Mike grabbed Connors arm.

"I think not." Mike elbowed Connors in the face and kicked him in the stomach. Connors staggered back into the railing. Mike walked up and grabbed Connors' shirt. "Time for you to be reunited with your precious sister. You can give her my regards when you see her in hell." Mike threw Connors over the railing. Connors hit the reception desk, the wood breaking from the impact. "One down, two to go." Mike said.

"TOM!" Claire yelled.

Chris got up and looked at his uncle lying on the ground. He then glared up at Mike. "You bastard." Chris drew his Beretta and rushed up the stairs. His sister followed, firing at Mike. Mike ran into the open elevator hit the close button. Chris and Claire continued to fire as the doors closed. Soon solders began to come around the corner. The Redfeilds started to shoot at the solders, backing up towards the stairs. Jill, Carlos, and Barry moved up and covered Chris and Claire. "We have to get Tom out of here." Chris said shakily.

Wesker and Eliza picked up Connors and carried him out of the building as the others continued to fire on the Umbrella solders. After Connors was safe the rest of the group retreated.

The group ran to the large vans they had arrived in. Barry opened the back door of one while Wesker and Eliza placed Connors inside. Claire climbed in and knelt down next to her uncle. "Tom, can you hear me?" Claire asked, her voice chocked in tears.

Connors groaned. "Claire, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything."

"You're going to be OK." Claire said. She held Connors hand. "Just hold on."

Meanwhile Chris was pounding on the other van. "DAMMIT! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"

"Calm down Chris." Jill said. "There was nothing you could do."

"Yes there was." Chris said. He turned to Jill, tears in his eyes. "I could have done more."

"We all could have." Jill replied.

"We better get out of here." Barry said. "Those solders may come after us."

Everyone got in the vans and drove off towards the airport.


Black Ops 6 base. Dallas, Texas.

"How is he?" Claire asked Rebecca. The two women were standing next to Connors' bed. Claire stared at her uncle, who was resting.

"Fortunately the desk he went through absorbed most of the impact." Rebecca replied. "There appears to be nothing broken or ruptured. He should be sore for a few days, but that should be it."

Claire knelt down by Connors side. "I still can't believe Burns did this to Tom. How can someone be so heartless?"

"Because some people just are." Connors said softly. He took Claire's hand and squeezed it gently. "Just like some people have a big heart."

"Tom, you should be sleeping." Claire said.

Tom groaned and tried to sit up. "I'm just banged up a little. It's nothing."

"Don't do that." Rebecca said, stopping Connors. "You shouldn't be moving around. You took a nasty fall. If you want to get better you should stay in bed."

"But I have a job to do." Connors said.

"We can handle this." Claire said. "I'm sure we can. You get some rest now."

Connors reluctantly agreed. "Claire, I want you to tell Chris that this wasn't his fault. Tell him that there was nothing anyone could have done."

Claire nodded. "I will."

Chris sat at the bar, a bottle of booze and a full shot glass in front of him. Ever since the team had got back Chris had been in a depressed mood. Chris picked up the shot glass and downed the contents. Chris filled the glass up for the fifth time. "It's times like this I wish I could get drunk." He muttered.

"You know, drinking yourself to death won't solve anything." Barry said standing behind the bar. "I think it's time to cut you off." Barry reached for the bottle.

Chris snatched the bottle away from Barry's hand. "I'll decide when I've had enough."

"Seems to me that you already have." Leon said, sitting down next to Chris.

Barry nodded. "We're all upset over what happened to Tom. I know you've taken this extremely hard, but maybe you should do something besides this."

"I could have stopped Burns." Chris said. "If only I could have been quicker Tom wouldn't have been thrown off that landing."

"You could have been the one who got tossed." Leon said. "And then Burns could have sent Tom after you."

"Just leave me alone." Chris said.

Jill walked into the lounge. She saw the bottle in front of Chris. "Chris, what are you doing?" Jill walked over a grabbed the bottle. "This isn't time for this."

Chris turned to Jill. "Then what do you suggest that I do?"

"Planning on what to do next." Jill replied.

Chris downed the contents of his shot glass and slammed it on the counter. "Well I don't know what to do. That's Tom's job and he's seriously hurt."

"He's not that hurt." Claire said as she and Rebecca entered. "He even tried to get out of bed."

"He's OK?" Chris asked.

Rebecca nodded. "Yep. A few days and he should be back on his feet. Question is what are we going to do?"

"Well, we have two options." Barry said. "We either go to New Zealand or try to find out where Umbrella has their new HQ."

"That question has already been answered." Ark said, entering with Heather and Scott. "We contacted our superiors and filled them in on what happened. We've been given new orders."

"What are they?" Leon asked.

"We better wait until Ada and the others get here." Heather replied. "Carlos ran over to the barn to get them."

"What's so damn important that you have to both us?" Wesker said, entering with the others.

"New orders." Ark replied. "We are to attack the Umbrella base in New Zealand and get any evidence that we can. Also, if the T-Veronica virus is complete we are to destroy it."

"When do we go?" Ada asked.

"Tonight." Ark replied.

Eliza looked around at the group. "So this is it? We complete this mission and we're done."

"That all depends on who's there." Scott said. "For all we know that lab may be abandoned."

Wesker shook his head. "No. Umbrella won't abandon that lab. It's the only facility that can finish the T-Veronica virus in time. I bet that Umbrella has that place locked down tighter than Fort Knox. We go in there it'll be hell."

"I bet that all this shit Umbrella's been doing to us lately was designed to keep us away from that lab so they could fortify the defenses." Carlos said. "I also bet that Nicholai will be there."

"So will the others." Ada added.

Chris stared at his glass. "Burns will be there. I just know it."

Claire clenched her fists. "I hope he's there. I want his head."

Barry leaned on the bar. "We're going to have one hell of a fight on our hands. Someone better tell Tom."

"I will." Chris got off his bar stool and headed for the door.

As he walked past Claire, she grabbed his arm. "Chris, Tom said that what happened to him wasn't your fault." She said quietly.

"I could have done something." Chris replied. He left the room and slowly climbed the stairs. He opened the door to Connors room and looked inside. Connors was asleep. Chris quietly entered and walked over to the bed. "Tom, I have to tell you something."

Connors opened his eyes and looked at Chris. "What is it?"

"We just got orders to assault Umbrella's New Zealand lab." Chris replied. "We're supposed to leave tonight. The only problem is that we don't have a leader."

"Chris, I want you to lead this mission." Connors said.

Chris shook his head. "No, I'm not a leader. I wouldn't know what to do."

Connors sat up and placed his hand on Chris' shoulder. "You can do this. You're very smart Chris. I also know that you have what it takes to lead this team. When I was given command of this team I wasn't sure if I could do it. I had my doubts, but I worked past them. Just follow your instincts and you'll do fine. If you do have any problems ask Barry or one of my men. They'll help you."

"There's one more thing." Chris said. "Burns may be there."

"I bet he will." Connors said. "Be careful Chris. Burns is cold and ruthless. He will kill you and your friends without thinking twice. If you do meet him, try not to get carried away."

"Don't worry." Chris said. "I plan on making him pay for what he did to our family."

"Just remember not to underestimate him." Connors said. "You let your guard down for one second and he will take advantage."

Chris nodded. "I won't. One way or another I will take him down." Chris turned to the door. "Tom, I'm sorry that I couldn't stop Burns."

Connors shook his head. "That doesn't matter. What does matter is that you complete this mission. Just do what you know is right and you'll do fine." Connors lay back down. "Chris, I'm proud of you. Through this whole mess you've remained strong. Ever since your parents' deaths you and your sister have been strong. You never gave up, even when things seemed impossible. Now look at you two. You're about to save the world. You remind me of your parents. They were the same way. No matter what happened they never gave up. Even when Umbrella was starting to suspect them they kept on going. I know that they would be very proud of you and your sister. Do this for them."

"I will." Chris said. He exited the room and found Jill waiting for him. "Where is everyone?" Chris asked Jill.

"They're still in the lounge." She replied.

"Then we better go down there." Chris said sternly, motivated by what Connors had said. "We have some planning to do."

Jill saw how confident Chris was. "What did Tom say to you? Before you were depressed and now you sound like you could take Umbrella on by yourself."

"Let's just say that Tom gave me a reason to take Umbrella down." Chris replied. He took off for the stairs, Jill in tow.

Barry saw Chris and Jill enter the lounge. "What did Tom say?"

"He told us to go in." Chris replied.

"Who's in charge?" Scott asked.

"Tom ordered me to led this mission." Chris replied. "If anyone has a problem to take to Tom."

Wesker chuckled. "I think Connors made a good choice. You always did do your own thing when you were in the S.T.A.R.S."

"He probably found out that it was your idea to investigate Umbrella." Barry said. "Hell, I don't mind."

"I don't have a problem." Leon said. "You did figure out that Marcus was the spy."

Jill wrapped her arm around Chris' waist. "I'm will you."

"So am I." Claire said.

"If that's settled, how long till we leave?" Chris asked.

"Six hours." Ark replied.

Chris looked around the room. "In that case, this is it. We all have been through hell. We lost family, friends, even our homes. We've had our lives torn apart just because some greedy bastard wanted to make some money. Umbrella has destroyed a lot of lives. So far they have gotten away with it. Even when we fought back they always stayed one step ahead of us. Well that's going to change. If Umbrella expects us to attack their lab, then we shouldn't disappoint them. They are going to pay everything that they have done. I know that all of us are fighting for some reason. I'm doing this for all those people who died in Raccoon because of Umbrella's little accident. I'm fighting for what Umbrella did to my parents. Hell, I'm doing this for what Umbrella did to me. I'm sure you all have similar reasons. Bottom line is this. Umbrella will pay for everything they have done to us. Enough is enough, no matter what happens this ends now. If any of you have anything to do, do it now. Meet in the dining room in five hours." Chris turned and left the room. He made his way to the back porch. He sat down on one of the two gliders. Soon Jill walked out. "What do you want?"

"I just want to know who you're going after." Jill replied. "Umbrella or Burns."

"Both." Chris said, standing up. "He killed my parents. He tried to kill Tom. He even tried to kill both Claire and you. I'm going to return the favor."

"I guess I shouldn't judge." Jill said. "I want Nicholai dead, as does Carlos. I bet even Claire wants a piece of Burns."

Chris walked to the edge of the porch. "We'll both get our chance tomorrow."

Jill walked up to Chris and leaned against him. "I just hope we can win."

"We will." Chris replied. "One way or another Umbrella is going down."

Author's Comments: This is it. The countdown has ended. The final minutes to the last battle is ticking away. Soon both sides will meet in one final clash to decide everything. However, with Connors injured along with Leon and Scott, will there be enough people to launch a descent attack? Also, will the lab in New Zealand be to well guarded to take down? One thing is for certain; Burns and the others will be there. That will make things very difficult for Connors team. Connors has put Chris in command. Will Chris be able to lead the team to victory? Finally, will Brigit finish the T-Veronica virus in time, and if she does what will she do with it? The stage is definitely set for the final battle.

In the last chapter Black Ops 6 assaults Umbrella's New Zealand lab in a desperate bit to destroy the T-Veronica virus. However, it won't be easy. Burns' team is there, along with other nasty creatures. Plus, the T-Veronica virus is almost complete. Sparks fly and personal rivalries are settled in Judgment Day: Chapter 10- Final Assault.