CHAPTER 4
Cody quickly helped Sherry up into the shaft, then leaped up and got a good grip on a pipe over head, using it to pull himself up into the ventilation shaft. The shaft was just big enough for Cody to squeeze through, crawling on his hands and knees behind Sherry.
"Yeah, it'll be easy, in and out no problems" Cody whispered in a mocking tone, as he continued to crawl down the shaft.
* * *
Alexander was on the ground, leaned against the computer console. The hunter that had been attacking him was horrible mutilated and Alexander was still eating it's flesh. He himself had a massive chunk missing from his torso, but his arm had changed- a bony claw had taken place of his right hand. His eyes were red, and his upper-body was swollen and bloodied with wet putrefaction.
* * *
Jill was staring out the hatch window as Barry piloted the `Copter toward the Umbrella Paris Facility.
"Your not going to believe this" Leon's voice crackled over Jill's radio.
"Believe what?" Jill asked,
"I hacked Umbrella's files and got some information on the Paris lab, it seems that Oswell Spencer had worked between Paris and Raccoon, building twin mansions in both places. The lab above is nothing more then a cover, there is another smaller lab below underwater that is only used for testing of their creatures and holding prisoners. The real lab, is the Spencer Estate Replica that is hidden in the caverns, the underwater lab leads right to it" Leon explained,
"Great ..." Jill whispered sarcastically,
* * *
"How did we go from shitty to nice in a matter of seconds?" Cody asked, looking around at the lavish room. The floor tiled in gray marble, a large staircase dominated most of the room, a red carpet leading up it, the top of the staircase branched off into two separate small sets of stairs that lead to the left and right of the second floor-balcony. The shaft had dropped off a few feet back, and into this room.
"It looks like some sort of mansion, but how did we get from a lab to a mansion that quickly?" Sherry asked,
"I don't really know, but we don't have enough time to sit and think about it. Lets' get moving," Cody replied.
Sherry and Cody started walking along. Everything was dead silent. And sometimes, Cody thought he could hear some shuffling noises, or a hissing noise. Sherry looked around the tables from time to time to try and find something worth taking or something suspicious.
Cody was deep in thought about how the heck they would get out until that uncanny `death-groan' came again.
"Cody!" Sherry exclaimed and clumsily held her gun up, just in case.
Cody immediately raised his Ruger.
"Don't shoot, Cody!" Sherry said quickly as Cody's finger nearly pulled the trigger. He raised the gun down again.
Sherry bent down as the figure went abruptly still.
"Be careful, Sherry." Cody warned.
"I'm fine, Cody." Sherry replied as she kneeled down and turned the body over.
She immediately regretted it as she jumped backwards and landed on her rear.
Cody stared at the body and saw the paper folded in the pocket. He took it out, expecting to see something "top-secret", but it was a blank note. Sherry stood up and stepped behind Cody. The face was bloody. Its eyes were bulging and you couldn't tell if it was male or female. Its mouth was opened, like it was about to scream. And you could see veins hanging out.
Cody looked from the note to the body again. It was human. But it had been eaten by a zombie. Definitely. Judging by the marks, and judging by the moans coming from around the corner.
Sherry peered from behind Cody as Cody stuffed the blank note in his pocket for no reason, and raised his Ruger again. He started firing as the zombies came walking into view. There were a lot of them. More then 20?
Cody looked behind at Sherry quickly and then looked at the zombies again.
Sherry raised her gun shakily and fired at the zombies as they crashed into each other.
Cody fired again, as one of the zombies was flung back into the wall.
Sherry kept firing. And always hit the... `eye'. Or the empty socket if it didn't have an eye left.
"Behind you!" Cody yelled and aimed his gun down behind Sherry and shot the zombie that was creeping towards her.
The zombies started swarming around them as more came by the minute.
"Hell!" Cody muttered and fired around him quickly. He barely missed Sherry.
"Duck!" he yelled as Sherry quickly obeyed and Cody shot an incoming zombie.
"Come on! He said, and ran through the gap of zombies, pulling Sherry along. Sherry stumbled, but regained her balance, and quickly followed.
through this mansion??
They both ran into an open room and closed the door quickly.
When they looked behind them, there was a Zombie Dog.
"!!!" Sherry was speechless as she aimed at the dog and fired. A clear, and perfect shot, as it fell to the ground.
"Nice shot," Cody commented.
"Lucky shot." Sherry replied.
They both looked around the room, in a hurry.
The door was shaking madly, and it looked as if they had to find an exit. Fast.
Sherry pointed to another door.
"Over there." She said softly.
"We don't know what's behind it... but..." Cody looked back. "It seems better then facing those zombies."
They opened the door and ran through, as they heard the other door come crashing down.
They looked at each other and locked the door in the new-room.
"We can't keep doing this," Cody muttered and looked at Sherry. There were a few scratch marks on her arm.
Zombies? Did they have claws?
Cody looked around for another exit. How long was that door going to last?
The zombies would keep following, but of course they would always be faster.
But what happened if they ran into 20 more zombies?
That'd be hell.
They were both short of clips. About... 2 and a half? Would that stand against 20 or 40 zombies? Would that keep them both alive through this mansion?? Cody tried to clear his head, but this was all just to complicated and right now he felt like a nervous break down was coming on. Sherry was looking at him kind of odd as he took in deep breaths then decided now was the best time to deal with the situation. The room he was in had a large statue in the center of the room...
"Help me move that against the door" Cody said, with out saying a word the two pushed with all their might and put the statue in front of the door, up against it. "That is the best plan for now, well it will keep them out until I can think of a better one" Cody said,
"What about the door back there?" Sherry asked, pointing her finger to the door at the far side of the room, Cody hadn't noticed it.
"Where would I be with out you?" Cody asked, smiling at Sherry.
"I dunno" She replied, with a slight giggle and the two walked quickly over to the door. Cody made sure his gun was loaded before he placed his hand on the door, pointing his gun forward he opened the door. It was a long hallway, complete with windows on the right side, except all that was behind the windows was concrete.
"Looks like it's empty" Sherry said, Cody gave the place a good look over before deciding they weren't in any immediate danger and started scooping the area for anything useful. There were a few glass cases but nothing useful at all, just a few odd objects that did nothing more then waste his time.
"Cody..." Sherry said softly, Cody turned around and looked at her, his eyes just as tired looking as hers.
"Can we take.... Just a small break?" She asked, Cody looked at her, closed his eyes and made a tighter grip on his gun.
"Let's find a safe place to barricade our selves in first" Cody said, then turned and walked toward the next door. Sherry smiled softly, and hurried behind him. The next room Cody and Sherry found themselves in was a large hallway. Not to big, but much bigger then the ones he'd seen in his life time. A rotted old, lone zombie stumbled through the hallway, moaning it's hungry cry. Cody raised his gun, but Sherry fired first, the bullet went through it's forehead and knocked it crumbled up to the ground. Cody smirked at her, letting her know with out speaking that she was doing a good job. Cody checked the hallway carefully before leading them into a small room. He checked the area, a shot gun and a box of shells, he smirked and closed and locked the door. Pushing the door against it and loading the shot gun.
"You can rest, I'll keep guard" He said, and Sherry sat down on the bed, resting her exhausted body.
* * *
Wesker found himself flying toward Paris from Antarctic in a jet, hopefully Redfield and his ignorant sister burned up in the explosion, if there was a god then he hoped he hated Redfield as much as he did. It wouldn't be long before he was in Paris, and ready to complete his next mission. Eliminate the Redfield boy and obtain the sample G-Virus that the Birken girl was carrying, if she was still carrying it. The Tyrant code named Mr. X hadn't been successful in obtaining the virus, and the Redfield boy was a massive torn in everyone's side. Hell all the Redfields were, and if the boy was even half as ignorant as his father then this would be an easy mission. Wesker smiled and glanced down at his combat knife, the one he'd use to end the kid's life.
* * *
Every part of Sherry's body hurt, her eyes, her arms, her legs, her chest, everything, there wasn't a part of her body that wasn't sore. She glanced over at Cody, studying him for a moment, what she gathered was that he was a smart, resourceful, skilled, young man. He could be resting right now, but no, he stayed watching for the slightest bit of trouble. To protect her... And himself from, Cody didn't see her by the entire time she was looking at him and smiling brightly. She'd never really trusted anyone but Claire, but she found that she trusted Cody even with her life now.
-THUMP-
Cody nearly jumped out of his skin, he cocked the shot gun and pointed it at the door. Cody was instantly reminded of the bomb like footfalls that could be heard from the Nemesis, it had to be a creature like him. The entire hallway seemed to shake,
"RRAAHH!!"
The cry was desperately, a demonic animal-like blood lust, one that shook the hallways. The next thing Cody knew splinters of wood were flying into his face, something wet and slick wrapping around his neck, and the next second he was through the door and into the hallway. Cody tried to focus, but he couldn't before he was sent flying through another door and into a hallway. Cody laid on the ground, he could barely keep consciousness, he saw the hulking figure just outside the door he'd once been safely behind. It looked as if it had once been human, tentacles lashing out from it's arms and back, it's hands no longer hands but bonny claws. It's face, was barely human, meaty, wet red flesh still hanging off of the skull. It's eyes red, and it's teeth razor sharp. A second later he was being yanked back up by his neck and flying toward the creature. Somehow, through the entire assault he'd managed to keep a hold of his shot gun. The monster held Cody before it by it's neck,
With everything in him, Cody managed to raise his gun, level it with the creature's face and fire. The shot gun blowing hunks out of it's face and making it scream in pain, dropping Cody. Cody reloaded and fired again, the scatter shot spraying over it's face. It screamed again and with a whip of it's tentacle sent Cody flying back into the room he'd once been in. Withering in pain, Cody managed to keep firing, puncturing holes in the rubber like skin of the monster. Before Cody's world was filled with darkness he heard Sherry firing, trying to scream out to tell her to run, his word didn't come out, his body giving up on him and his world becoming dark.
* * *
Cody was laid out bloody in the corner, out cold, and Sherry was doing her best to fight off the beast. Sherry went dry and ran toward Cody, kneeling down next to him, he was breathing but slowly, blood tricking down from his head. And some of it bleeding through his shirt where his chest had been cut, Sherry grabbed the shot gun from Cody's lifeless hands, loaded it and took aim.
The flash of light was brilliant, dozens of heated pellets flying all out at once and completely missing the monster. Sherry jerking back and nearly loosing her grip on the shot gun. She put the butt of it against her hip, and fired again, this time she managed to hit the monster in the face. It roared out then slammed it's claw into the wall, shattering it as if it was glass. Sherry fumbled in a new shell, cocked it, took aim again and fired. This time she'd loaded a buck shot, giving her the effect of a super shot gun that blew the Monster's brains against the wall. All that the mutated Alexander saw was Sherry's face, smelling her sent, permanently etching it into it's lizard brain before blacking out. Sherry was shocked, and relieved when the monster didn't move again. She turned her attention to Cody, she knelt down beside him, putting the shot gun down.
"Cody" She said softly, putting her hand on his shoulder and shaking him slightly. "Cody" She repeated, but he didn't respond, he needed medical attention, something she couldn't provide for him at the moment.
"There has to be a first aid kit around here somewhere, it may not be much but it was certainly better then nothing. . ." She thought to herself, Sherry took one of Cody's clips and tucked it in her bra for quick access. How would she keep Cody out of danger? The wall and door were both broken down, and the monster who she wasn't sure that was dead or not was laying out in the hallway.
"The closet" She thought, well it was better then nothing she supposed. It took all of her strength to move Cody into the closet and close the door. She pushed the bed in front of it and took a deep breath. She was tired of it, always to depend on someone, never taking risks, running from her problems.... She wasn't going to let Cody die... But did that mean she cared for him? She wasn't going to kid herself, she did care for him, but how deep? How deep were her cares for him? It didn't matter, not right now, she could talk it over with him later when they got out.
"If we get out" She mumbled to herself, she was all ready wasting time, it was time to get this over with and save Cody.
* * *
Wesker found himself actually excited about getting his hands on one of the wretched Redfield family. Because even if Chris had survived, he smiled knowing that he'd be getting his son's corpse mailed back to him. He'd make it slow, a slow kill, the kid would suffer right before Wesker took the girl away. The girl would probably be questioned, then killed or maybe. . . Maybe they'd test the girl out, see what effects the T-Veronica virus had on a small child if done properly. Wesker smiled, so many possibilities, and soon he'd get to pick...
* * *
"Everything looks normal" Jill said, looking over Barry's shoulder and at the tall building that was the Paris lab. "Where is this replica located?" She asked, Leon's voice coming over the radio.
"Go back toward the sea, it is hidden in a giant coral formation low to the water. There should be a helicopter landing pad there" Leon instructed,
"All right" Barry replied, Jill jumped into the back cab and began to load up her weapons, praying that she wouldn't need them but just in case.
* * *
Sherry moved fast down the musty hallway, only having to kill one zombie along the way. She'd used her shoe laces to make a strap to hold the shot gun to her back, she'd loaded up her pockets with ammo for the shot gun and was ready to take on anything. There was a slight chill in the place that made goose bumps run up her bare arms but she barely paid it any mind. Through another door and she was in a small hallway that was in a L shape, there was a set of stairs just in front of her. At the top of the stairs was a horribly decayed virus carrier stumbling around, one shot from the Beretta and the zombie fell over the railing and crashed into the ground, it's body splitting open and collapsing into a pile of bleeding gore. Sherry tried not to look at it, or smell, she breathed only out of her mouth as she jogged up the stairs. Through the next door and Sherry was standing in what looked like a library, there was a strange clicking noise, Sherry looked around-
A coffee table flew into the air and smashed against the wall, as a giant green creature, leaped out, it looked like a skinned ape with snake skin and massive claws, and razor like teeth. In one fluid motion Sherry pulled the shotgun out and fired it, the searing pellets digging into the monster's skin and making it jerk back in mid-air. As it did it came crashing down into a table which it broke through, another shot and it was surrounded by a pool of purple blood. It let out one final cry of death before dying. Whatever the creature was, it certainly would've killed her had she been even a second slower. Plus the damn thing had scared the life out of her, Sherry stopped for a second, her heart pounding like a jack hammer. She sighed and continued on, what ever other surprises this house had for her she was just going to have to face. She walked into the next hallway, but unlike the ones before this one was crawling with zombies, about six of them. All of them feeding on
what appeared to be a female body. Sherry raised the shot gun, and a cold, bonny hand grabbed at her shoulder, she spun around and found herself face to face with a zombie.
Cody quickly helped Sherry up into the shaft, then leaped up and got a good grip on a pipe over head, using it to pull himself up into the ventilation shaft. The shaft was just big enough for Cody to squeeze through, crawling on his hands and knees behind Sherry.
"Yeah, it'll be easy, in and out no problems" Cody whispered in a mocking tone, as he continued to crawl down the shaft.
* * *
Alexander was on the ground, leaned against the computer console. The hunter that had been attacking him was horrible mutilated and Alexander was still eating it's flesh. He himself had a massive chunk missing from his torso, but his arm had changed- a bony claw had taken place of his right hand. His eyes were red, and his upper-body was swollen and bloodied with wet putrefaction.
* * *
Jill was staring out the hatch window as Barry piloted the `Copter toward the Umbrella Paris Facility.
"Your not going to believe this" Leon's voice crackled over Jill's radio.
"Believe what?" Jill asked,
"I hacked Umbrella's files and got some information on the Paris lab, it seems that Oswell Spencer had worked between Paris and Raccoon, building twin mansions in both places. The lab above is nothing more then a cover, there is another smaller lab below underwater that is only used for testing of their creatures and holding prisoners. The real lab, is the Spencer Estate Replica that is hidden in the caverns, the underwater lab leads right to it" Leon explained,
"Great ..." Jill whispered sarcastically,
* * *
"How did we go from shitty to nice in a matter of seconds?" Cody asked, looking around at the lavish room. The floor tiled in gray marble, a large staircase dominated most of the room, a red carpet leading up it, the top of the staircase branched off into two separate small sets of stairs that lead to the left and right of the second floor-balcony. The shaft had dropped off a few feet back, and into this room.
"It looks like some sort of mansion, but how did we get from a lab to a mansion that quickly?" Sherry asked,
"I don't really know, but we don't have enough time to sit and think about it. Lets' get moving," Cody replied.
Sherry and Cody started walking along. Everything was dead silent. And sometimes, Cody thought he could hear some shuffling noises, or a hissing noise. Sherry looked around the tables from time to time to try and find something worth taking or something suspicious.
Cody was deep in thought about how the heck they would get out until that uncanny `death-groan' came again.
"Cody!" Sherry exclaimed and clumsily held her gun up, just in case.
Cody immediately raised his Ruger.
"Don't shoot, Cody!" Sherry said quickly as Cody's finger nearly pulled the trigger. He raised the gun down again.
Sherry bent down as the figure went abruptly still.
"Be careful, Sherry." Cody warned.
"I'm fine, Cody." Sherry replied as she kneeled down and turned the body over.
She immediately regretted it as she jumped backwards and landed on her rear.
Cody stared at the body and saw the paper folded in the pocket. He took it out, expecting to see something "top-secret", but it was a blank note. Sherry stood up and stepped behind Cody. The face was bloody. Its eyes were bulging and you couldn't tell if it was male or female. Its mouth was opened, like it was about to scream. And you could see veins hanging out.
Cody looked from the note to the body again. It was human. But it had been eaten by a zombie. Definitely. Judging by the marks, and judging by the moans coming from around the corner.
Sherry peered from behind Cody as Cody stuffed the blank note in his pocket for no reason, and raised his Ruger again. He started firing as the zombies came walking into view. There were a lot of them. More then 20?
Cody looked behind at Sherry quickly and then looked at the zombies again.
Sherry raised her gun shakily and fired at the zombies as they crashed into each other.
Cody fired again, as one of the zombies was flung back into the wall.
Sherry kept firing. And always hit the... `eye'. Or the empty socket if it didn't have an eye left.
"Behind you!" Cody yelled and aimed his gun down behind Sherry and shot the zombie that was creeping towards her.
The zombies started swarming around them as more came by the minute.
"Hell!" Cody muttered and fired around him quickly. He barely missed Sherry.
"Duck!" he yelled as Sherry quickly obeyed and Cody shot an incoming zombie.
"Come on! He said, and ran through the gap of zombies, pulling Sherry along. Sherry stumbled, but regained her balance, and quickly followed.
through this mansion??
They both ran into an open room and closed the door quickly.
When they looked behind them, there was a Zombie Dog.
"!!!" Sherry was speechless as she aimed at the dog and fired. A clear, and perfect shot, as it fell to the ground.
"Nice shot," Cody commented.
"Lucky shot." Sherry replied.
They both looked around the room, in a hurry.
The door was shaking madly, and it looked as if they had to find an exit. Fast.
Sherry pointed to another door.
"Over there." She said softly.
"We don't know what's behind it... but..." Cody looked back. "It seems better then facing those zombies."
They opened the door and ran through, as they heard the other door come crashing down.
They looked at each other and locked the door in the new-room.
"We can't keep doing this," Cody muttered and looked at Sherry. There were a few scratch marks on her arm.
Zombies? Did they have claws?
Cody looked around for another exit. How long was that door going to last?
The zombies would keep following, but of course they would always be faster.
But what happened if they ran into 20 more zombies?
That'd be hell.
They were both short of clips. About... 2 and a half? Would that stand against 20 or 40 zombies? Would that keep them both alive through this mansion?? Cody tried to clear his head, but this was all just to complicated and right now he felt like a nervous break down was coming on. Sherry was looking at him kind of odd as he took in deep breaths then decided now was the best time to deal with the situation. The room he was in had a large statue in the center of the room...
"Help me move that against the door" Cody said, with out saying a word the two pushed with all their might and put the statue in front of the door, up against it. "That is the best plan for now, well it will keep them out until I can think of a better one" Cody said,
"What about the door back there?" Sherry asked, pointing her finger to the door at the far side of the room, Cody hadn't noticed it.
"Where would I be with out you?" Cody asked, smiling at Sherry.
"I dunno" She replied, with a slight giggle and the two walked quickly over to the door. Cody made sure his gun was loaded before he placed his hand on the door, pointing his gun forward he opened the door. It was a long hallway, complete with windows on the right side, except all that was behind the windows was concrete.
"Looks like it's empty" Sherry said, Cody gave the place a good look over before deciding they weren't in any immediate danger and started scooping the area for anything useful. There were a few glass cases but nothing useful at all, just a few odd objects that did nothing more then waste his time.
"Cody..." Sherry said softly, Cody turned around and looked at her, his eyes just as tired looking as hers.
"Can we take.... Just a small break?" She asked, Cody looked at her, closed his eyes and made a tighter grip on his gun.
"Let's find a safe place to barricade our selves in first" Cody said, then turned and walked toward the next door. Sherry smiled softly, and hurried behind him. The next room Cody and Sherry found themselves in was a large hallway. Not to big, but much bigger then the ones he'd seen in his life time. A rotted old, lone zombie stumbled through the hallway, moaning it's hungry cry. Cody raised his gun, but Sherry fired first, the bullet went through it's forehead and knocked it crumbled up to the ground. Cody smirked at her, letting her know with out speaking that she was doing a good job. Cody checked the hallway carefully before leading them into a small room. He checked the area, a shot gun and a box of shells, he smirked and closed and locked the door. Pushing the door against it and loading the shot gun.
"You can rest, I'll keep guard" He said, and Sherry sat down on the bed, resting her exhausted body.
* * *
Wesker found himself flying toward Paris from Antarctic in a jet, hopefully Redfield and his ignorant sister burned up in the explosion, if there was a god then he hoped he hated Redfield as much as he did. It wouldn't be long before he was in Paris, and ready to complete his next mission. Eliminate the Redfield boy and obtain the sample G-Virus that the Birken girl was carrying, if she was still carrying it. The Tyrant code named Mr. X hadn't been successful in obtaining the virus, and the Redfield boy was a massive torn in everyone's side. Hell all the Redfields were, and if the boy was even half as ignorant as his father then this would be an easy mission. Wesker smiled and glanced down at his combat knife, the one he'd use to end the kid's life.
* * *
Every part of Sherry's body hurt, her eyes, her arms, her legs, her chest, everything, there wasn't a part of her body that wasn't sore. She glanced over at Cody, studying him for a moment, what she gathered was that he was a smart, resourceful, skilled, young man. He could be resting right now, but no, he stayed watching for the slightest bit of trouble. To protect her... And himself from, Cody didn't see her by the entire time she was looking at him and smiling brightly. She'd never really trusted anyone but Claire, but she found that she trusted Cody even with her life now.
-THUMP-
Cody nearly jumped out of his skin, he cocked the shot gun and pointed it at the door. Cody was instantly reminded of the bomb like footfalls that could be heard from the Nemesis, it had to be a creature like him. The entire hallway seemed to shake,
"RRAAHH!!"
The cry was desperately, a demonic animal-like blood lust, one that shook the hallways. The next thing Cody knew splinters of wood were flying into his face, something wet and slick wrapping around his neck, and the next second he was through the door and into the hallway. Cody tried to focus, but he couldn't before he was sent flying through another door and into a hallway. Cody laid on the ground, he could barely keep consciousness, he saw the hulking figure just outside the door he'd once been safely behind. It looked as if it had once been human, tentacles lashing out from it's arms and back, it's hands no longer hands but bonny claws. It's face, was barely human, meaty, wet red flesh still hanging off of the skull. It's eyes red, and it's teeth razor sharp. A second later he was being yanked back up by his neck and flying toward the creature. Somehow, through the entire assault he'd managed to keep a hold of his shot gun. The monster held Cody before it by it's neck,
With everything in him, Cody managed to raise his gun, level it with the creature's face and fire. The shot gun blowing hunks out of it's face and making it scream in pain, dropping Cody. Cody reloaded and fired again, the scatter shot spraying over it's face. It screamed again and with a whip of it's tentacle sent Cody flying back into the room he'd once been in. Withering in pain, Cody managed to keep firing, puncturing holes in the rubber like skin of the monster. Before Cody's world was filled with darkness he heard Sherry firing, trying to scream out to tell her to run, his word didn't come out, his body giving up on him and his world becoming dark.
* * *
Cody was laid out bloody in the corner, out cold, and Sherry was doing her best to fight off the beast. Sherry went dry and ran toward Cody, kneeling down next to him, he was breathing but slowly, blood tricking down from his head. And some of it bleeding through his shirt where his chest had been cut, Sherry grabbed the shot gun from Cody's lifeless hands, loaded it and took aim.
The flash of light was brilliant, dozens of heated pellets flying all out at once and completely missing the monster. Sherry jerking back and nearly loosing her grip on the shot gun. She put the butt of it against her hip, and fired again, this time she managed to hit the monster in the face. It roared out then slammed it's claw into the wall, shattering it as if it was glass. Sherry fumbled in a new shell, cocked it, took aim again and fired. This time she'd loaded a buck shot, giving her the effect of a super shot gun that blew the Monster's brains against the wall. All that the mutated Alexander saw was Sherry's face, smelling her sent, permanently etching it into it's lizard brain before blacking out. Sherry was shocked, and relieved when the monster didn't move again. She turned her attention to Cody, she knelt down beside him, putting the shot gun down.
"Cody" She said softly, putting her hand on his shoulder and shaking him slightly. "Cody" She repeated, but he didn't respond, he needed medical attention, something she couldn't provide for him at the moment.
"There has to be a first aid kit around here somewhere, it may not be much but it was certainly better then nothing. . ." She thought to herself, Sherry took one of Cody's clips and tucked it in her bra for quick access. How would she keep Cody out of danger? The wall and door were both broken down, and the monster who she wasn't sure that was dead or not was laying out in the hallway.
"The closet" She thought, well it was better then nothing she supposed. It took all of her strength to move Cody into the closet and close the door. She pushed the bed in front of it and took a deep breath. She was tired of it, always to depend on someone, never taking risks, running from her problems.... She wasn't going to let Cody die... But did that mean she cared for him? She wasn't going to kid herself, she did care for him, but how deep? How deep were her cares for him? It didn't matter, not right now, she could talk it over with him later when they got out.
"If we get out" She mumbled to herself, she was all ready wasting time, it was time to get this over with and save Cody.
* * *
Wesker found himself actually excited about getting his hands on one of the wretched Redfield family. Because even if Chris had survived, he smiled knowing that he'd be getting his son's corpse mailed back to him. He'd make it slow, a slow kill, the kid would suffer right before Wesker took the girl away. The girl would probably be questioned, then killed or maybe. . . Maybe they'd test the girl out, see what effects the T-Veronica virus had on a small child if done properly. Wesker smiled, so many possibilities, and soon he'd get to pick...
* * *
"Everything looks normal" Jill said, looking over Barry's shoulder and at the tall building that was the Paris lab. "Where is this replica located?" She asked, Leon's voice coming over the radio.
"Go back toward the sea, it is hidden in a giant coral formation low to the water. There should be a helicopter landing pad there" Leon instructed,
"All right" Barry replied, Jill jumped into the back cab and began to load up her weapons, praying that she wouldn't need them but just in case.
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Sherry moved fast down the musty hallway, only having to kill one zombie along the way. She'd used her shoe laces to make a strap to hold the shot gun to her back, she'd loaded up her pockets with ammo for the shot gun and was ready to take on anything. There was a slight chill in the place that made goose bumps run up her bare arms but she barely paid it any mind. Through another door and she was in a small hallway that was in a L shape, there was a set of stairs just in front of her. At the top of the stairs was a horribly decayed virus carrier stumbling around, one shot from the Beretta and the zombie fell over the railing and crashed into the ground, it's body splitting open and collapsing into a pile of bleeding gore. Sherry tried not to look at it, or smell, she breathed only out of her mouth as she jogged up the stairs. Through the next door and Sherry was standing in what looked like a library, there was a strange clicking noise, Sherry looked around-
A coffee table flew into the air and smashed against the wall, as a giant green creature, leaped out, it looked like a skinned ape with snake skin and massive claws, and razor like teeth. In one fluid motion Sherry pulled the shotgun out and fired it, the searing pellets digging into the monster's skin and making it jerk back in mid-air. As it did it came crashing down into a table which it broke through, another shot and it was surrounded by a pool of purple blood. It let out one final cry of death before dying. Whatever the creature was, it certainly would've killed her had she been even a second slower. Plus the damn thing had scared the life out of her, Sherry stopped for a second, her heart pounding like a jack hammer. She sighed and continued on, what ever other surprises this house had for her she was just going to have to face. She walked into the next hallway, but unlike the ones before this one was crawling with zombies, about six of them. All of them feeding on
what appeared to be a female body. Sherry raised the shot gun, and a cold, bonny hand grabbed at her shoulder, she spun around and found herself face to face with a zombie.