Chapter 25
"I should've known something like this would happen!" Vash said; his voice was hoarse with exhaustion; he was in a hallway talking to Razor "It's already happened in many other places around the world. Japan, North America, Europe, Africa, even Antarctica of all places. No place is safe from Umbrella's wrath. It has become a priority of S.T.A.R.S. over the years at the request of members Jill Valentine, Chris Redfield, Leon Scott Kennedy, and Claire Redfield to suppress any threat of any potential viral outbreaks to become so bad that the place infected would be decimated."
"What?" Razor said in astonishment, "You knew about these things? But…"
"Yes, I am a member of Alucemet's S.T.A.R.S. unit!"
"Another undercover person…." he said under his breath, "Am I not the only person around here that is a normal citizen?"
"I heard that, Razor." he sighed, "But what do you mean by that I am 'another undercover person'?"
"Oh… you are not the only one who came here to act as normal people."
"Who is then?"
"Kat."
"What? Who is she with?"
"Umbrella."
"Dammit!"
"What?"
"I knew she looked familiar!"
"What are you talking about?"
"In my files from S.T.A.R.S., I read that an agent from Umbrella was going to be sent to Alucemet to observe an experimental subject that Umbrella had released into the field."
"And that subject was Mike."
"Yes, and she knew what was going to happen."
"Damn… well, I'm going to see if I can find any way out of here."
"Before you go, take this." he reached into his pocket and took out a small two way radio, "Here's a radio. This way we can keep in touch if anything happens."
"Yeah." he took the radio and shoved it into his own pocket before he ran out
"Why did I leave my gun at home today?" he looked around and headed down the hallway to the labs, "It's too quiet…" He tried a door labeled Security and managed to open it. "There's gotta be a weapon here."
A body of a dead security guard came into his view; in his holster was a Colt Python. "Aha!" he kneeled and took the gun, "Now do you have any rounds…?"
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Razor walked down another hallway, "Now where's this Nebel guy's lab…?" he said aloud, but stopped as the faint click of the hammer of a handgun sounded in his ears.
"Don't you know?" the voice a young woman said, "Eric is dead. He was taken down by that S.T.A.R.S. unit. Identify yourself."
"Razor… Razor Osaka." He turned around slightly, "Don't shoot. I'm just a civilian."
The woman was in her late twenties, "Civilians aren't allowed down here, why are you here."
"I was chased down here by a monster! Is that a good enough excuse?"
"Why didn't you defend yourself? These monsters are not immortal; they can die just as we can. You would be able to kill whatever tries to attack you."
"But this one is different."
"Oh really…. How so…?"
"Well…. I can't explain it totally…. But…."
"Do you know where it is?"
"Somewhere in the lobby."
The sound of a roar filled their ears. "What was that?"
"That's what I told you about! It's in the…. Elevator shaft!"
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Mike had never been so infuriated in his life; not only was it bad enough that he was becoming an inhuman monster even more by every passing hour, what made the whole thing worse was that the very human who he had trusted in life had actually anticipated his death and now did not want to pay the price for her actions.
"KAT!!!" he roared, "DON'T…. RUN!!!! I WANT TO HOLD….. YOU IN…… MY ARMS… FOREVER!!!!" He did not know why that phrase came out but he just took a wild guess that it was due to his mind going wild and was starting to form phrases inadvertently as a last sudden outcry of his human side's emotional status. He shook his human thoughts from his head and focused on Kat, thrusting his claw into the cab again.
He heard a gun shot and was hit in the center of his claw; he felt his blood slowly trickle out of the bullet hole. He growled in anger, his body became hot with rage.
BITCH!
He thrust his other claw into the cabin and tore it open
BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH!!!!!!
He peered down into the small compartment and noticed that Kat was crouched in a corner, aiming her gun right at his head. He reached down and she lowered her body to the ground even more, still aiming at him.
"Fuck off!" she screamed at him and pulled the trigger, releasing the bullet; the projectile missed its intended target and instead drove itself into his shoulder. She looked at his face; he now had a small head that looked to be made out of bone without any skin on it, mounted on a huge and fleshy neck. The face of him was nothing but the large grin of a skull, with red eyes and rows upon rows of razor-like teeth.
She pulled the trigger rapidly, sending a horde of bullets into his body; he screamed out in high-pitched agony. He sent a claw down to her while she was reloading; trapping her in his massive claw, pinning her arms to her sides. She felt small razors pinch her skin as he held her, then felt a small wet protrusion from his claw lap the blood that was now oozing out of her wounds; then she felt some worm-like thing explore her body and rest itself within her depths between her legs.
She screamed in disgust, managed to free her arms and shot him again, emptying the handgun once again into his body; his chest, stomach, shoulders, legs and head became filled with bullets, he wailed once again and let go of her; dropping her into the elevator.
She landed on her stomach and groaned in pain before she fell unconscious. He weakly grabbed a hold of the side of the elevator shaft, his blood gushed from his wounds; he heard himself breathing hard while his vision became blurred, filled with faint red, watching the elevator descend into the depths of wherever he was.