"Welcome to Redland, Kennedy!"
Leon turned to see a young woman in a black trenchcoat smiling at
him.
"Who are you?" he asked, and received a grin in reply.
"That would be your new partner," Chief of Police, Tucker Irons
grumbled. "You came from Raccoon, eh? You probably knew my uncle then,
didn't you? Brian Irons?
Yeah, I knew the slimeball...he thought to himself.
"Yeah, though things weren't to great there at the end, with the spill and
stuff." He turned to look at his partner, who had somehow vanished in the
short amount of time he had spent talking to the Chief.
"Damn, she's like a Cheshire Cat." he mumbled to himself.
"That's my nickname! How'd ya know?" her voice called from behind
him.
Leon turned to face her. "You're giving me the creeps, will you cut
that out?"
"No," she replied, grinning. Leon glared at her angrily, and the grin
vanished.
"My name's Milla Hunter, you must be my new partner." She ran her hand
through her long auburn hair. "Donut?"
"No thanks, he said, waving away the chocolate glazed donut. Milla
stuffed it in her mouth, leaving small smudges of chocolate on her face.
"We get to escort the Museum's new display from the airport today,
Rookie" Milla handed him a newspaper. Its headline read:
ARTIFACT DISPLAY ARRIVES IN REDLAND 3000 YEAR OLD SWORD CENTER OF DISPLAY
"Old stuff, huh?" Leon said, folding the paper once again. "I wanna see the sword!" Milla said. "3000 years old..." Her voice trailed off, and her face took on a strange expression for a moment, then her Cheshire Cat grin returned. "C'mon, it's arriving in about an hour and a half. We better get moving." "Yeah, guess so" They got into a cruiser and left for the airport.
Meanwhile, at Umbrella HQ:
"What is it? Albert Weaker asked, staring at the large crate that was being unloaded. "Well, they say it's a man trapped in a crystal, but..." The scientist was cut off when a man dressed in black touched the back of his neck with a long black fingernail. The scientist convulsed momentarily, then dropped to the floor with blood pouring form his nose, mouth, and ears. Weaker removed his sunglasses, revealing his reptilian eyes. The man in black turned toward Weaker, his feline eyes burning a baleful red. The stranger spoke. "I will be taking over from here. I am Nikkolhas." "First or last name?" Wesker replied. "You will call me Nikkolhas, that is all you need to know. I am authorized with level 6 security clearance. Understood?" Wesker nodded, his mouth dry. Level 6 was only granted to the top ranking CEOs of Umbrella. Wesker himself was only granted level 5. This guy was one of the big dogs...or...cats, from his appearance. Even his face looked feline... "Let me see the specimen," Nikkolhas called to the men who had by now opened the crate. An almost maniacal grin spread across his face. Inside the crystal was a man with silver hair. "At last," Nikkolhas whispered reverently.
Redland Municipal Airport:
"Hurry up, we haven't got all day," Milla mumbled to no one in particular, watching the museum staff unload glass cases of artifacts. "Impatient, aren't we," Leon snickered, munching on a bag of Cheez Doodles. The staff passed by with the sword. "Hey can we look at that for a minute?" Milla asked the men carrying it. "Of course, officer. We do ask, however, that you not touch it." "No prob," she replied, pushing her hair out of her face. The sword was a katana sheathed in a red lacquered case, with designs along the side. The handle was of some kind of bone, carved into the likeness of an Oriental dragon. Milla's eyes widened in a kind of shocked recognition. Leon was unsettled by the words she said next, only one of which was in any language that he recognized. "Tor saset ro lekia Nesu ryuu..." Ryuu was Japanese for dragon, but the others were incomprehensible.
ARTIFACT DISPLAY ARRIVES IN REDLAND 3000 YEAR OLD SWORD CENTER OF DISPLAY
"Old stuff, huh?" Leon said, folding the paper once again. "I wanna see the sword!" Milla said. "3000 years old..." Her voice trailed off, and her face took on a strange expression for a moment, then her Cheshire Cat grin returned. "C'mon, it's arriving in about an hour and a half. We better get moving." "Yeah, guess so" They got into a cruiser and left for the airport.
Meanwhile, at Umbrella HQ:
"What is it? Albert Weaker asked, staring at the large crate that was being unloaded. "Well, they say it's a man trapped in a crystal, but..." The scientist was cut off when a man dressed in black touched the back of his neck with a long black fingernail. The scientist convulsed momentarily, then dropped to the floor with blood pouring form his nose, mouth, and ears. Weaker removed his sunglasses, revealing his reptilian eyes. The man in black turned toward Weaker, his feline eyes burning a baleful red. The stranger spoke. "I will be taking over from here. I am Nikkolhas." "First or last name?" Wesker replied. "You will call me Nikkolhas, that is all you need to know. I am authorized with level 6 security clearance. Understood?" Wesker nodded, his mouth dry. Level 6 was only granted to the top ranking CEOs of Umbrella. Wesker himself was only granted level 5. This guy was one of the big dogs...or...cats, from his appearance. Even his face looked feline... "Let me see the specimen," Nikkolhas called to the men who had by now opened the crate. An almost maniacal grin spread across his face. Inside the crystal was a man with silver hair. "At last," Nikkolhas whispered reverently.
Redland Municipal Airport:
"Hurry up, we haven't got all day," Milla mumbled to no one in particular, watching the museum staff unload glass cases of artifacts. "Impatient, aren't we," Leon snickered, munching on a bag of Cheez Doodles. The staff passed by with the sword. "Hey can we look at that for a minute?" Milla asked the men carrying it. "Of course, officer. We do ask, however, that you not touch it." "No prob," she replied, pushing her hair out of her face. The sword was a katana sheathed in a red lacquered case, with designs along the side. The handle was of some kind of bone, carved into the likeness of an Oriental dragon. Milla's eyes widened in a kind of shocked recognition. Leon was unsettled by the words she said next, only one of which was in any language that he recognized. "Tor saset ro lekia Nesu ryuu..." Ryuu was Japanese for dragon, but the others were incomprehensible.