Resident
Evil: The Sunnydale Conspiracy
Author:
Vampyr64
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It is what I live off of. That and stray stragglers, ooh I do love the
blood(Insert evil laugh here)
Rating:
A very hard R for extreme violence and language.
Distribution:
Have I ever said no?
Category:
Story/Angst/Horror/Adventure/Romance
Disclaimer:
We all know the deal. Joss owns Buffy and Capcom owns the folks at evil.
Spoilers:
General
Summary:
read the other parts.
Author's
notes: This is where it gets kinda gory folks, so those of you out there with
weak constitutions should probably READ THIS ANYWAY BECAUSE IT'S A GOOD STORY.
In the previous parts I listed the present time as being 2000. This was a
mistake on my part. I have since corrected it. Pleas don't think that I am time
hopping. I am also switching to military time because this is a military group.
Part
4
January
24, 2001, 0510 hrs Zulu
The
sound of the lift starting it's descent caught Alex's attention. He stood up
and began to make his way to the main egress platform, when his radio blared to
life. "Harris. Come in Harris over". He pulled his radio from its pouch and
spoke into it. "Harris here over." "We have a slight change of plans Lt. You
are to move ahead and secure the entrance to the lab facility. We will rendezvous
at Gamma echo over" Alex marked the coordinates on his map. "Copy that
Delta leader over" "Roger that over and out."
He
changed his course and made his way back into the main corridor. As me moved
toward the bend that would lead to the main lab facility, he withdrew his
second pistol, attached a silencer and racked the slide. He reached the bend
and swung out with both pistols coming to bear on the corridor before him.
It
was empty.
He
continued down the corridor until he reached a set of steel blue doors that
separated him from the main lab. He replaced on of the pistols in its holster
and, reaching in his pocket, he withdrew the guards access card and slid it
through the scanner. A few hum and beeps later and the door clicked open
allowing him access to the passageways and chambers beyond.
He
put the card back into his pocket and removed the pistol from its holster once
again.
Alex
gripped both pistols tightly as he stepped through the doorway into the open
corridor.
The
new corridor was a stark contrast from the one he had previously been in.
Instead of dark blue steel, the walls were a plain sterile white. Just looking
at this place reminded him of a hospital. "I hate hospitals" he muttered under
his breath.
He
moved ahead towards one of the pale gray doors that lay ahead of him. He knew
from the informant's information that that was a testing lab for the virus. It
was one of the first places that had to be neutralized.
He
stepped up to the door and used the access card to unlock it.
The
door swung open to reveal a group of scientists who were in the process of
dissecting a human.
Disgusted,
he leveled his pistols at them and showered the walls with their blood.
He
turned his attention to the man on the table, who appeared to be still alive.
"I'm really sorry about this." He said as he brought the pistol to the man's
skull and pulled the trigger. He scanned the room for the viral injectors and
found his prize. Having secured them in his pack, he made his way back out into
the corridor..
He had
almost reached the other set of doors, when he heard a strange moaning sound
coming from behind him. He turned around and was horrified to see that it was
the scientists he had just put down.
They
were walking towards him on unsteady legs. There bodies riddled with bullet
holes, blood seeping from the flesh wounds. Alex hadn't noticed it before but
these men had been in dead for some time. As was evidenced by the skin peeling
from the faces and the sweet smell of rotten flesh that turned his stomach.
Alex
was no fool. He knew very well what they were. They were an example of what the
virus did to humans. They were zombies, Not in the literal sense. They didn't
walk around calling out "Brains!" and they didn't rise from their graves to
feast on humans. And, technically, they weren't dead. They were in a taste
similar to brain death. Their brains had ceased all higher functions and they
were relegated to the basic human need, To eat. Of course, because all of their
higher cognitive functions had shut down, they had no idea when they had had
enough, so they kept eating and eating, until their stomachs bloated and
finally ruptured. They also didn't care what they ate. It was just that these
accidents typically happened where the most abundant source of food was human
meat. The creatures possessed remarkable strength, because their bodies
required very little energy to operate, and the fail-safes that were in place
within humans to keep them from overexerting themselves were nonexistent. They
were notoriously difficult to put down., because there bodies required so
little energy to operate. They could take a dozen rounds from a nine-millimeter
and keep coming. The only way to put them down for good was to either cause so
much damage to their bodies that they simply bled out, or to take out the heart
or brain. Alex had dealt with these things before but it was no less freaky
this time.
He
brought his pistols to bear and decorated the walls with their gray matter.
When
he was sure they were down for the count, he pulled his radio from its holder.
"Delta
leader this is Harris. Dou you read me over?"
Static
"Delta
leader this is Harris. Do you read me over?"
Another
short pause and the radio crackled to life "Harris this is Delta leader. What
is your situation over?"
"Delta
leader this is Harris. We have stoners sir repeat stoners over." "Stoners" was
the term used to refer to zombies, because they walked around with a glazed
look in their eyes.
"Copy
that Harris. Maintain your position Harris. Were on our way over."
"Roger
that delta leader. I'll put the fire on over."
He
could hear the sound of chuckling coming from the other end. "Roger message
received. Over and out."
Alex
waited for the radio to fade to silence, but what he heard next sent a chill
down his spine.
"Holy
shit They're everywhere. We need back up repeat backup. Alpha team do you copy?
Ah shit! Rogers, take point. Reckenmeyer, watch your six, Stephano behind you.
Look out…AHHHHHH!!!!!"
A
blood curdling scream pierced the radio and them silence, save for the
background static.
"Delta
leader. Do you copy over…DELTA LEADER...anyone on delta team? ROGERS,
RECKENMEYER, WILLIAMS, STEPHANO, ANYONE?" Nothing but static
Alex
quickly switched over to Alpha's frequency. "Alpha team do you copy over?"
His
only response was a scream more horrific than the last.
Frustrated,
he slammed his boot against the wall where he stood and cursed aloud.
"AW
FUCK!"
He
pounded the walls with his fists a few times before he regained his composure.
Alright
man think! The rest of the team is dead. You've gotta get out of here. The
vial's you are carrying are the most important thing here. He went over the
blueprints in his head. Okay, I can't go back the way I came. There's an
access shaft at the other end of this lab facility. I've got he checked his
ammo countFive clips apiece for my Glock's that's 170 Rounds. That should
be enough
He
quickly removed the silencers from his pistols, ejected the spent clips and
slapped in fresh ones.
If
I can reach that access shaft then I can contact the helo for evac
He
stepped back into the corridor and made his way further into the lab facility.
"Aright Umbrella, LET'S DO THIS!"
Los
Angeles CA, same time
The
vampire formally known as Angelus stalked his prey. Unseen, he moved like the
shadows themselves, dipping in and out, dodging behind pillars to avoid
detection. He watched his quarry approach the abandoned warehouse and followed
him in.
It
was pitch black inside, but his vampiric senses allowed him to see as clear as
if it was day.
He
made his way through the junk filled building until he heard the sound of
voices coming from a small office. He stretched his senses to hear what was
being said.
"I
don't like this one bit." The voice was gruff and held a certain edge to it, "I
don't trust Umbrella. People who work for them have a habit of disappearing."
"I
know what you mean Frankie" This voice was smaller and more reserved, "But we
really don't have much of a choice. Besides, as soon as they get their new facility
set up, their gonna pull outta this town and we'll be free, not to mention
stinkin rich."
"Yeah
you're right. Where did you say they were putting that place up."
What
he heard next would have stopped his heart if it had been beating, "Some town
called Sunnydale. A real outta the way place like Raccoon City and we all know
what happened there."
Angel
shuddered. It was no secret among the undead community what had happened there.
The entire city had been overrun with deadly virus from a chemical spill at the
local Umbrella labs. Everyone in town had been turned into a zombie like
monster. The government, to prevent the contamination from spreading eventually
nuked the entire city. Over one hundred thousand people had died. Somehow,
Umbrella managed to convince everyone that it wasn't their fault.
Angel
took off from the factory at top speed. Umbrella had managed to keep a lid on
their involvement in the incident. Angel knew the truth because of his
contacts, but Buffy had no such contacts, other than Willy. She wouldn't know
of the danger they were in. He had to warn her.
He
sped off into the night like a phantom and was soon swallowed by the shadows.
Antarctica
0600
hrs Zulu
Alex
spun around and emptied an entire clip into the monster chasing him before he
took off again.
He
shot down the corridor at top speed, dodging here or there to avoid the corpses
that were reaching for him with their bony fingers.
He
heard a monstrous roar behind him and quickened his pace, pushing himself to
the limit in order to escape the demon pursuing him.
It
wasn't actually a demon. It was a creation of Umbrella's, a variation on the
popular Tyrant model. It stood over 10 feet tall, bristling with muscles. One
of its appendages was shaped into a scythe like blade while the other sported
3-foot retractable claws. A large, bulbous muscle that could only be its heart
lay on the outside of his chest wrapped around his head. His cold, emotionless
eyes seemed to stare right through you. This particular version had a slight
improvement.
It
spit acid.
Oh
goody Alex thought as he rocketed down the zombie filled corridor The
giant spiders, snakes, sharks, penguins and dogs that I have faced haven't been
enough. So, I get to meet the reject from nightmare on Elm Street. Lucky me
He
turned the corner and saw a sight that actually brought a smile to his face
The access shaft!
The
creature, which had been gaining on him, shot its claws out toward Alex in a
sweeping blow.
Alex,
sensing the attack dodged to the side and hurled himself through the doorway
even as he emptied another clip into the hulking beast.
He
hit the ground rolling and rose to his feet.
He
quickly slammed the heavy steel door in the creature's face and slid the bolt
home.
He
heard pounding and almost instantly the door began to rattle on its hinges. He
knew that he didn't have much time.
He
made his way over to the emergency cargo lift access terminal and activated the
emergency protocol. The protocol, he knew, was set up so that if a chemical
spill occurred, the lab personnel would be evacuated on the emergency cargo
lift and the lab facility itself would self-destruct.
He
could hear the telltale hum of machinery that signaled the lift was activated
and he quickly boarded the platform as it began to rise.
When
the platform had reached about one hundred feet, he heard the sound of metal
being ripped. He looked over the edge and saw that his guest had decided that
they weren't finished yet.
He
watched in amazement as the creature dug its claws into the walls of the shaft
and began to climb at an incredible rate.
He
knew that the tyrant would soon overtake the lift, so he reloaded his pistols
and proceeded to empty the last of his ammunition into the monster.
It
wasn't having any effect, he knew so he replaced his guns in their holsters and
withdrew his combat knife. He knew that a secondary lift was already on its way
down to evacuate the rest of the personnel. If he could hold out until the
lifts crossed paths he could cross over to the other lift and change tracks.
The tracks were what the lifts ran on. They were designed so that only one lift
could go in a given direction at any time. If both lifts were operating at the
same time, them one went up while the other went down. If he could reach the other
lift, he could send this one back to the ground level.
He
braced himself for the bone-jarring crunch as the creature leapt over the
guardrail and onto the lift. He knew what he was about to attempt was suicide,
but he really had no other options.
Steeling
himself for the assault, he gave out a battle cry and charged at the monster.
He
jumped into the air and leveled a kick that staggered the creature. He
proceeded to lay into it with a series of knife jabs and punches. The Tyrant
was unaffected by the assault but was unable to launch an attack of it's own.
Or
so Alex thought.
All
of a sudden, the creature pulled back and slugged Alex with his clawed hand. He
felt intense pain as the claws tore through his body armor and into his chest.
He was thrown backward to land amidst a stack of crates.
He
rose to his feet and quickly examined the wound Luckily my vest took most
of it, but if he gets me like that again, I'm toast
Taking
a cue from his ex-friend/Vampire slayer, Alex ran at the creature and proceeded
to walk up its chest. Using the creature as a springboard, he sent a spin kick
at the Tyrant's jaw. At the same time he brought his combat knife down with all
his might into the creatures blue skull. There was a sickening crack as the
knife broke through bone and imbedded itself in the soft gray matter.
The
creature staggered and fell to its knees.
Alex
knew that it wasn't dead, but that didn't matter as he both heard and saw the
adjoining lift drop to his level.
He
ran and jumped with all his might, barely clearing the 12-foot gap between
lifts.
He
hit the ground hard and was immediately on his feet. He made it to the control
console and slammed on the button to change the tracks.
There
was a loud grinding sound and a bone-jarring shudder as the lift ground to a
halt. A split second later the machinery started again and the lift was
reactivated, this time heading up.
Alex
heard the earth-shattering roar as the creature started to rise to his feet.
"Oh
no you don't" Alex spoke as he unclipped a small oval object from his belt,
"Not in this fucking century."
He
pressed the activation stud and lobbed the object with perfect accuracy. The
steel missile flew through the air and landed in the same stack of crates that
he had been hurled into. It was a Thermite grenade. Superheated plasma burned
at an incredible temperature. It was so hot that it actually ignited the oxygen
in the air. The result was total destruction, for emergency uses only.
This
definitely qualified as an emergency.
"Give
my regard to Satan mother fucker!" Alex said as he jammed down on the emergency
acceleration button.
The
lift immediately sped up to an incredible rate and Alex was thrown off his
feet. He landed on his stomach and rolled dangerously close to the edge. He watched
as the other lift and its inhuman occupant disappeared from sight, while
silently counting in his head.
Three…two…one…mark…
Below
him, there was an enormous thunderclap, followed by the sounds of the air
igniting. The sound became louder and louder and Alex threw himself behind the
cover of some crates as the explosion caught up to him.
He
tensed and blew all of the air out of his lungs as he felt the intense heat
seep over him.
Just
when he thought he couldn't take anymore, that he was going to be roasted
alive, he felt the heat die down and the temperature slowly returned to normal.
He
opened his mouth and sucked gasping breaths into his aching lungs.
He
lay there, recovering from the intense ordeal he had just been through as the
lift began to slow down. He knew he was nearing the surface and so, reluctantly
rose to his feet even as the lift shuddered to a stop.
He
limped out of the lift doors and into the chamber before him.
It
mirrored the one he and his team had entered in many ways. He knew from the
plans that it was the emergency egress dock.
He
thumbed his radio on as he slowly made his way forward. "Black Hawk this is
Delta team. Do you read me over?"
Nothing
but background noise
"Black
Hawk this is Delta team. Do you read me over?"
"I'm
afraid they can't here you Alex."
The
voice startled him and he pulled a reserve pistol from his vest. Then, he
recognized the voice. A surge of hope swept through him. "Raishe, is that you?"
His
commander stepped into his view, "Yes Alex it's me"
Alex
ran to him, "Thank god your okay! I thought everyone had been killed. Did
anyone else make it?"
Raishe
shook his head sadly, "No Alex. We are the only ones left."
Alex
nodded solemnly, "We have to get out of here."
"I'm
afraid that won't be possible Alex." Raishe spoke as he removed a pistol from
his belt and pointed it at him."
Alex
was confused, "Raishe, what's going on?"
His
commander eyed him sadly, "I'm sorry Alex. I had no choice. They took my
family."
"Who's
they?"
"They"
a new voice spoke up as a full contingent led by a man in all black came into
view and leveled their weapons at him, "Would be us"
"Who
the hell are you?"
The
man in black leveled a cold and cruel smile at him. "My name is Albert Wesker.
And we have plans for both of you."
One
of the guards stepped forward and opened fire with their stun blaster. The bolt
took Alex full in the chest and he collapsed to the ground.
He
lay half-conscious as Wesker walked over and knelt beside him, "Don't look so
glum. You get to help bring about a new future." If it was possible, his smile
turned even more evil as he added, "For those who survive."
With
that, he withdrew his pistol and brought it down over the back of Alex's head.
The last thing he saw was Wesker's evil smile as he slipped into the darkness.
End
Part 4
Next
part. Terror in Sunnydale as Umbrella opens its new facility and Buffy and co
discover that demons are not the only kind of evil on the hellmouth. Also, what
kind of evil plans do Umbrella have in store for Xander? Stay tuned and find
out.
For
those of you who have played Code Veronica who are saying, "I thought Wesker
betrayed Umbrella?" well I will explain all in due time.
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