Chapter 6: Fake Out

-As always, I do not own any of the characters or story of the Resident Evil franchise, they all belong to Capcom. On a side not, for those of you wondering if the secretary named Sophie was relevant, she wasn't supposed to be. Just showing that Spencer knows who works for him.

What the hell do you mean?!, Wesker bellowed. At this depth of security, everyone new about his status'. He punched through the metal table, the whole room flinching. Even the armed guards failed to lift their weapons in fear. Let me see those reports, you incompetent insect!, he roared at the head scientist, a scrawny and timid man. The man looked like he was going to have a heart attack at any moment.

I swear sir! It's been confirmed at least three times, the organism in the tank is only registering as a normal human...., he cowered back, quickly handing the stack of thick papers to Wesker. Wesker tore through their data at inhuman speed.

Do you not understand the concept of what a specimen tank is used for?!, Wesker roared again. They aren't used to store weak humans! They're used to keep Umbrella's little pets in storage! He threw the papers to the ground., his eyes burning with rage.

I-it's possible that this was just a test subject that wasn't experimented on yet., the scientist yelped.

Wesker gave the man a look that could have killed; it very well might have considering the other man's panic. Would you store a guineas pig in a ten million dollar safe, just in case?!

It could just be a fluke–I mean–all of the other specimens have already more than made up for– The man was silenced by the boom of Wesker tearing through another desk.

You get in that thing and tell me why it's being stored in a B.O.W. tank, or I'll see to it you end up in one of them yourself., Wesker simply said. There was no sense of sarcasm or humor; it was all too believable that he would arrange for something like that to happen.

B-but! The only way to get anything more specific would be to actually awaken the organism!, the scientist stammered. Wesker raised an eyebrow.

Then thaw it out., he said tersely, ignoring the other mans pleas. He immediately turned and headed towards the other labs where the more conventional B.O.W.'s were being studied. Idiots! Utter imbeciles!, he cursed the scientists. But more troubling, he had seen the data, and despite his anger, he knew that at least from the preliminary analysis, the so called B.O.W. appeared to posses utterly human characteristics. What the hell is going on?!, he thought angrily. Albert Wesker was a man that did not like variables. This B.O.W. in this tank was like a large x in a series of trigonometric equations.
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What's going on lately?, Sherry wondered as she sat her desk. She was actually reading some of the tutoring books they gave her. As if I'm ever going to use algebra., she sighed, her thoughts drifting to wonder about the recent veil of silence that had fallen over the compound. It was more boring than usual. Everyone seems tense... but distracted., Sherry's eyes lit up. It must have something to do with Wesker and that chopper! Ever since then everyone seems on edge, determined not to cause any commotion. Sherry's heart raced for a moment. Maybe this will be my chance to escape!, yet as soon as she thought this, she immediately chided herself for being so naive. Why do I even bother? I'm going to rot in here until I die of old age., she thought sadly. She was interrupted by the lock on her door flashing green. Two guards appeared. Great, it's the one who wants to maul me. she thought.

Get out and go to the field. The guard who didn't have a grudge against her said. The other gave her a look, threatening her to try and cause a disturbance. Sherry sighed and began to walk out, but suddenly the guard jumped towards her. She unconsciously yelped and jumped back. The man flashed a cruel grin. Poor little girl, scared?

Sherry just gazed at him with disinterested aloofness. Ignoring the guard she walked out, only infuriating him more for her lack of response.That's psychological warfare for you., she commented to herself. As she made her way towards the field she noticed that something was a bit off. All of the guards were not watching her as they should have, instead, all eyes were trained on the thick doors that led from the prison corridor to the outside. Because the glass was transparent to allow the guards to observe the field, Sherry noticed a contingent of people walking towards the door. She looked questioningly around but none of the posted guards betrayed anything. Shrugging, she watched as the doors opened. She was surprised to see that instead of guards, it appeared to be a large number of scientists walking towards her. They were intently monitoring something. Or someone. Just as they got within reach one of the scientists glance up at her. It was the Dr. NoName from last week. He immediately ran ahead of the group.

Sherry?! What are you doing outside of your cell?! There's supposed to be absolutely no one outside at this time!

See Doc, I always knew she was trouble maker., The guard who Sherry had just dismissed walked up cockily. Breaching security! Tsk! Tsk! Kid's these days have no respect for discipline!

So that's it? He's trying to get me in trouble? Sherry thought. Luckily for her, the very unintelligent guard failed to realize that he would be accountable for her actions.

And you are?, the scientist asked.

The guard performed an arrogant salute. Just a hardworking employee concerned about the safety of this installation. You should do something about this troublemaker, I would be willing to take the task of punishing her myself!, he gloated towards her.

He told me to go to the field., Sherry said neutrally. She also noticed that the other guard that had been at her door was nowhere to be found. Well, he should have told his friend to be more careful. Too bad., she inwardly grinned. The doctor glanced at her, the smug look of the guard immediately turned to panic.

She's lying sir! You little–, he turned towards her menacingly. Sherry was pleasantly surprised when the doctor came to her defense.

Are you telling me that an unskilled eighteen year old girl managed to break out of her electronically locked cell with no supplies and was totally avoided by security to this point? He gestured to the other guards stationed about the corridor.

Well, uh, I– The crude man tried to lie his way out. It was utterly unconvincing

I think, soldier, that someone needs to talk with your commanding officer. The doctor said coldly. He gestured to the stationed guards to escort the insubordinate away. The man began screaming curses at Sherry as he was taken. I'll get you, you little bitch!, he bellowed, his voice echoing through the halls.

Well, that was odd... but entertaining, Sherry thought to herself. Let's just hope they reassign him... or I could actually get hurt if he sees me. The other group of doctors had caught up with them, but before she could glimpse what they were so focused on she was suddenly yanked in the opposite direction.

Go back to your cell Sherry. You shouldn't be here., Dr. NoName said quickly. It's best you don't mention what you saw to anyone. You'd get in trouble if they found out you witnessed anything. He quickly led her to her cell door, opening it with the swipe of his key card.

Who am I going to tell?, she wondered rhetorically. Just as he was about to close the door, the other doctors passed. Although he tried to block her view, she caught a glimpse of something.

A guy? And he's around my age! Sherry was now confused as the figure quickly disappeared under a sea of white lab coats. He had seemed dazed, being led by two deadly looking soldiers who held his shoulders and arrived much more than standard issues side-arms. The door slammed shut, cutting off her view. Intrigued, Sherry sat back down on her bed. That's the first time I think I've seen anyone my age., she pondered. Why is he here? Why were all those scientists so interested in him? Why the soldiers?, a bunch of questions flashed through her head It was brief, but she tried to remember what he looked like.

Hmmm... I think he was my age any way... he looked a bit emaciated... and sick. There had been subtle green tinge to the boys skin. What was he?, another question formed as she realized she couldn't identify the boy's ethnicity. He seemed slightly Asiatic, but she couldn't be sure. Oh no! What if he's sick because they've infected him with a virus?!, but she realized that something didn't add up. No... if it was the T-Virus or the G-Virus...., she paused, thinking of her parents for a moment but quickly dismissing the image, There would be no way those scientists would be walking that close to him.

Laying back, Sherry stared at the ceiling. At least it should get more interesting around here.
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It had been done. Three unconscious guards and after quite of bit of sneaking, Ada held the not so empty vile to her breast as she hastily walked out of the restricted zone. She quickly glanced at her watch. Okay, security should be responding in one minute. She quickly went to the security check point. Good. That guard is till there. She immediately ran her card through the slot and opened the doors, quickly turning to the guard. He ran his eyes up and down her body again. Here goes nothing., she mentally prepared herself.

Hey lady. You done in the labs?, he asked. That was awfully quick. This time he remembered and reached for the metal detector. Ada's hand quickly grabbed his, before he could respond she suddenly pulled the top of her collar down to reveal her pink lingerie bra. The guard stood there, eyes wide with amazement.

Hey, you gotta car?, she quickly said, glancing at her watch.

Uh, yeah., the guard said, his thoughts obviously on the sight before him.

She yanked him towards the exit of the building. Then let's go for a ride!

Damn, you're the fast type! But I gotta finish my shift and check in with the security office–
he protested, at least showing a limited degree of control over his hormones.

–I'm not wearing any panties., she said quickly.

He made up his mind. Let's go.

Just as they left the building a bunch of alarms went off as a bunch of heavy security troops rushed towards the entrance to the labs. Security Breach! Possible Biohazard! This was all lost to Ada as she quickly floored the pedal of the lecherous security guard's beat up looking pickup truck, breaking through the parking-lot's tow-gate and speeding away from the scene.
The security guard was unconscious in the passenger seat, a bright red mark on his forehead from where she had pistol whipped him the moment he had taken out his keys. Still, he had happy expression on his face. She was going to have to dump him somewhere.
Ada ignored him and checked the mirrors. No one had followed them yet. Casting off the wig and wiping off some of her overdone make up, she smiled in the rear view mirror. It's good to be Ada again., as she speeded South towards the border. Now to get killed trying to rescue the little girl.
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Okay, that's all for now, the next chapter will probably only focus on the S.T.A.R.S. (I need to come up with a new name for them, or at least their organization. ) which is why they are absent in this chapter. Ada hints again at some of things she's used to doing as an agent ; )