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Carlos sat back with a satisfied grin as he finished typing in the code for the self-destruct. These people thought they were so smart, but in reality they were just a bunch of gullible vigilantes. Granted, they were good vigilantes, and some of the luckiest bastards he'd ever seen, but still gullible. He had dropped hint after hint about his real employers, and they should have been suspicious from the start: for Gods' sake, he had been working for them before he met them, and they still had accepted him eagerly into their circle of trust. His acceptance had partly been because of Jill, and he felt really bad about it because he had genuinely liked her. If she had liked him back, he would have made sure she never went into the lab by spraining her ankle or something. However, she had shunned him, so now she had to die. The justice was rather fitting. For a moment, he wondered if he was as bad as Nicholai had been; but then he simply brushed it aside. It didn't matter anymore; he had started the sequence, and it couldn't be aborted; Chris and Leon and David and Claire and Jill and Rebecca were all going to be blown sky-high in about 5 minutes, and there was nothing he could do about it. He smiled again, highly enjoying the poetic justice that was involved in his current occupation.
John blinked. Then he blinked again. His mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.
"You're not as dense as I thought you were, kiddo," he finally replied, and Steve looked at him.
"You knew? You knew all this time, and still didn't say anything?" "Well, no," John admitted. "Actually, I just found out tonight, probably about the same time you did, actually. So now what do we do?" "Well, we have to watch him so he doesn't do anything dangerous-that could be disastrous," Steve suggested, and John nodded.
They headed back inside, unaware that the worst had already happened-their revelations had come too late.
The tunnel was long. I mean, it was really, really, long. Chris was already sick of it, and they had only been going through it for about 25 minutes.
"How wide is the English Channel, anyways?" He asked Rebecca, thoroughly fed up with everything. "About 2 or 3 miles, I think," She replied, just as fed up as he was. "Look on the bright side, at least there aren't any zombies here-or self- destruct systems," David replied optimistically.
"How do you know? There could be a self-destruct system for all we know," Leon pointed out, and everyone had to nod.
"So, who do you guys think set off the self destruct system? It's not exactly like it set itself off, you know," Leon asked, and everyone stared at him. "Carlos, of course. It's not like there's any other Umbrella employees alive around here."
This brilliant deduction came from Jill, her face mocking Leon from her place on her knees in the hall. Chris noticed the look on her face; she was in pain, and probably a lot of it.
"Jill, what's wrong?" Chris asked, and everyone's attention was instantly on her. "Nothing. I just probably sprained my ankle or something. It's fine," she replied rather snappily.
"Rebecca, check it out," Chris ordered, and she complied, inspecting her ankle and making bad faces.
"Jill, this ankle is a whole lot worse than sprained. How on earth did you manage to walk on it?" Rebecca asked, and Jill looked genuinely shocked.
"Broken? I didn't think it was that bad. Oh shit, no wonder it hurts so much! Do you think I did any permanent damage to it?"
Rebecca thought about it for a minute, then answered, "No, I don't think you did any permanent damage. But you definitely should stay off of it for a while. I would recommend you stay here for a while, but I don't know if that would be all that safe. Chris, do you think you could help her walk? Just keep her off the ankle."
"Sure, no problem. I can handle that," he replied without hesitation, and helped Jill off of the ground. They continued down the tunnel, hoping nothing terrible was at the end-yet each feeling there was. After all, this was Umbrella.
Steve and John practically ran back to the main part of the warehouse, hoping they weren't too late. When they burst through the door and saw the grin on Carlos's face, they instinctively knew he had done something. John, not even bothering with subtleties, grabbed Carlos and started to shake him, yelling,
"What did you do to them? Tell me, you little bastard!" Carlos looked up into John's mad face and didn't even look the least bit afraid.
"Well, I don't really know. Where should I start? How about when I purposely led them into a trap-or how I just activated the self-destruct sequence and the entire lab has blown up? Not to mention I was the one who gave Trent the information on the HQ access-the access is a lot more literal than you guys had anticipated. You can get to HQ from this lab-not that I told anyone else about that. If your friends are lucky, and they are, they ran far enough away through the tunnels before the lab exploded. However, they needed a code and security clearance to get that far, and unless they figured out the first lab code, they aren't going anywhere-" he stopped.
Oh, shit. He just remembered something one of the directors had said recently: "The card swipe override is the same setup as the drug storehouse at Spencer-even the same code, well one of them, anyways."
Oh, damn it. If they had figured that out, then they would have gotten into the lab-where he'd left his fucking ID card, with the security clearance high enough to get the tunnels open.
Well, that sucked big time. Steve stared at him, wonder in his eyes.
"Carlos, how could you do all this? To Jill, to Claire, to Rebecca, to all of them.especially Jill. You used her big time, and that's pretty low, even for Umbrella." John sneered at him, and Carlos felt very afraid of John-but then again, John was a scary guy. "The evil motherfucking bastard did it for money. He probably would have saved Jill from it if she had chosen him, but she hadn't. Besides which, bringing her in would have gotten him another handsome bonus. But by the dumbass look on his face, I would say he's messed up or forgotten something- like his high-security access card, which he would obviously have."
John was definitely smarter than he looked.
"Ok, ok. You guys got me-John is absolutely right about all of it. The thing I forgot about was the card swipe override code on the first door. It's the same as the one at Spencer, down to the code. So basically they found my card, unless they're extremely dumb. Therefore, they at least made it to the tunnel entrance room, and the people working there were idiots. Chances are they left the code out, and now your pals have access to HQ-but if things go the way I hope, they won't even make it five seconds in that hellhole of guards and monsters," Carlos answered, and everyone stared at him, shocked he could do such a thing.
They had made it. After almost an hour of walking slowly through the monotonous tunnels, they had made it to Umbrella's headquarters. The doorway to the building didn't look like anything special, but who knew what was camouflaging the other side?
"Well, now what do we do?" Chris asked.
Everyone thought about it for a good five minutes. They wanted to get the job over with, but who knew what kinds of defenses were set up? They wanted their backup with them when they stormed the HQ, but backup was back in England and the tunnel entrance was buried under tons of concrete. David looked at everyone, and made the only decision he thought they could make.
"Well, I think we should keep going. As it is, we don't have a way back. I would rather us go back and get ready, but we really don't have the time. As soon as they realize we breached the tunnels, they are going to move it or demolish it since there won't be another lab to connect to."
"I agree with David," Rebecca said, and the others nodded.
"Let's get the bastards now, while we had the chance," Jill said, and winced once again.
"Wait a second-Jill, you can't go. Your ankle is in terrible shape," Chris exclaimed, and they were faced with another dilemma.
"But I have to go! I need to help bring down Umbrella," she countered, and Chris shook his head.
"Oh, no, looks like another argument," Leon whispered to Claire, and she giggled.
"Well, Jill is just as stubborn as Chris and I are, so it could last awhile. I got $20 on Jill-my brother's a sucker for girls."
David also saw the long argument coming, so he decided to cut it off before it properly started.
"How about this-we wait here for about an hour or so, and see how Jill is then. Rebecca, do you think Jill will be Ok in an hour?"
"Yeah, she should be," she answered.
So they all settled down to wait and rest up and prepare. After only about 10 minutes of sitting, someone ran through the tunnel entrance towards them, obviously running from something. The girl was quickly followed by a man, who stopped when he spotted the other group of people in the hallway.
"Hey Alice, hold on a second. We've got other people here," the guy said. He was about 25 years old and about 6 ft. tall, with brown hair and bluish eyes. He was kind of hot, and the girl stopped when he yelled.
"Who are they, Matt?" Alice inquired, walking back towards them. She was about 24 years old and 5' 10", with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was also very beautiful, and the guys were all staring. The girls didn't mind because they were looking at the guy.
"I don't know," Matt answered. "Well, why don't you ask them?" "Ok, Ok, fine. I will." Turning towards them, Matt looked at them quizzically, then asked: "Who are you guys? What are you doing here?"
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Carlos sat back with a satisfied grin as he finished typing in the code for the self-destruct. These people thought they were so smart, but in reality they were just a bunch of gullible vigilantes. Granted, they were good vigilantes, and some of the luckiest bastards he'd ever seen, but still gullible. He had dropped hint after hint about his real employers, and they should have been suspicious from the start: for Gods' sake, he had been working for them before he met them, and they still had accepted him eagerly into their circle of trust. His acceptance had partly been because of Jill, and he felt really bad about it because he had genuinely liked her. If she had liked him back, he would have made sure she never went into the lab by spraining her ankle or something. However, she had shunned him, so now she had to die. The justice was rather fitting. For a moment, he wondered if he was as bad as Nicholai had been; but then he simply brushed it aside. It didn't matter anymore; he had started the sequence, and it couldn't be aborted; Chris and Leon and David and Claire and Jill and Rebecca were all going to be blown sky-high in about 5 minutes, and there was nothing he could do about it. He smiled again, highly enjoying the poetic justice that was involved in his current occupation.
John blinked. Then he blinked again. His mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.
"You're not as dense as I thought you were, kiddo," he finally replied, and Steve looked at him.
"You knew? You knew all this time, and still didn't say anything?" "Well, no," John admitted. "Actually, I just found out tonight, probably about the same time you did, actually. So now what do we do?" "Well, we have to watch him so he doesn't do anything dangerous-that could be disastrous," Steve suggested, and John nodded.
They headed back inside, unaware that the worst had already happened-their revelations had come too late.
The tunnel was long. I mean, it was really, really, long. Chris was already sick of it, and they had only been going through it for about 25 minutes.
"How wide is the English Channel, anyways?" He asked Rebecca, thoroughly fed up with everything. "About 2 or 3 miles, I think," She replied, just as fed up as he was. "Look on the bright side, at least there aren't any zombies here-or self- destruct systems," David replied optimistically.
"How do you know? There could be a self-destruct system for all we know," Leon pointed out, and everyone had to nod.
"So, who do you guys think set off the self destruct system? It's not exactly like it set itself off, you know," Leon asked, and everyone stared at him. "Carlos, of course. It's not like there's any other Umbrella employees alive around here."
This brilliant deduction came from Jill, her face mocking Leon from her place on her knees in the hall. Chris noticed the look on her face; she was in pain, and probably a lot of it.
"Jill, what's wrong?" Chris asked, and everyone's attention was instantly on her. "Nothing. I just probably sprained my ankle or something. It's fine," she replied rather snappily.
"Rebecca, check it out," Chris ordered, and she complied, inspecting her ankle and making bad faces.
"Jill, this ankle is a whole lot worse than sprained. How on earth did you manage to walk on it?" Rebecca asked, and Jill looked genuinely shocked.
"Broken? I didn't think it was that bad. Oh shit, no wonder it hurts so much! Do you think I did any permanent damage to it?"
Rebecca thought about it for a minute, then answered, "No, I don't think you did any permanent damage. But you definitely should stay off of it for a while. I would recommend you stay here for a while, but I don't know if that would be all that safe. Chris, do you think you could help her walk? Just keep her off the ankle."
"Sure, no problem. I can handle that," he replied without hesitation, and helped Jill off of the ground. They continued down the tunnel, hoping nothing terrible was at the end-yet each feeling there was. After all, this was Umbrella.
Steve and John practically ran back to the main part of the warehouse, hoping they weren't too late. When they burst through the door and saw the grin on Carlos's face, they instinctively knew he had done something. John, not even bothering with subtleties, grabbed Carlos and started to shake him, yelling,
"What did you do to them? Tell me, you little bastard!" Carlos looked up into John's mad face and didn't even look the least bit afraid.
"Well, I don't really know. Where should I start? How about when I purposely led them into a trap-or how I just activated the self-destruct sequence and the entire lab has blown up? Not to mention I was the one who gave Trent the information on the HQ access-the access is a lot more literal than you guys had anticipated. You can get to HQ from this lab-not that I told anyone else about that. If your friends are lucky, and they are, they ran far enough away through the tunnels before the lab exploded. However, they needed a code and security clearance to get that far, and unless they figured out the first lab code, they aren't going anywhere-" he stopped.
Oh, shit. He just remembered something one of the directors had said recently: "The card swipe override is the same setup as the drug storehouse at Spencer-even the same code, well one of them, anyways."
Oh, damn it. If they had figured that out, then they would have gotten into the lab-where he'd left his fucking ID card, with the security clearance high enough to get the tunnels open.
Well, that sucked big time. Steve stared at him, wonder in his eyes.
"Carlos, how could you do all this? To Jill, to Claire, to Rebecca, to all of them.especially Jill. You used her big time, and that's pretty low, even for Umbrella." John sneered at him, and Carlos felt very afraid of John-but then again, John was a scary guy. "The evil motherfucking bastard did it for money. He probably would have saved Jill from it if she had chosen him, but she hadn't. Besides which, bringing her in would have gotten him another handsome bonus. But by the dumbass look on his face, I would say he's messed up or forgotten something- like his high-security access card, which he would obviously have."
John was definitely smarter than he looked.
"Ok, ok. You guys got me-John is absolutely right about all of it. The thing I forgot about was the card swipe override code on the first door. It's the same as the one at Spencer, down to the code. So basically they found my card, unless they're extremely dumb. Therefore, they at least made it to the tunnel entrance room, and the people working there were idiots. Chances are they left the code out, and now your pals have access to HQ-but if things go the way I hope, they won't even make it five seconds in that hellhole of guards and monsters," Carlos answered, and everyone stared at him, shocked he could do such a thing.
They had made it. After almost an hour of walking slowly through the monotonous tunnels, they had made it to Umbrella's headquarters. The doorway to the building didn't look like anything special, but who knew what was camouflaging the other side?
"Well, now what do we do?" Chris asked.
Everyone thought about it for a good five minutes. They wanted to get the job over with, but who knew what kinds of defenses were set up? They wanted their backup with them when they stormed the HQ, but backup was back in England and the tunnel entrance was buried under tons of concrete. David looked at everyone, and made the only decision he thought they could make.
"Well, I think we should keep going. As it is, we don't have a way back. I would rather us go back and get ready, but we really don't have the time. As soon as they realize we breached the tunnels, they are going to move it or demolish it since there won't be another lab to connect to."
"I agree with David," Rebecca said, and the others nodded.
"Let's get the bastards now, while we had the chance," Jill said, and winced once again.
"Wait a second-Jill, you can't go. Your ankle is in terrible shape," Chris exclaimed, and they were faced with another dilemma.
"But I have to go! I need to help bring down Umbrella," she countered, and Chris shook his head.
"Oh, no, looks like another argument," Leon whispered to Claire, and she giggled.
"Well, Jill is just as stubborn as Chris and I are, so it could last awhile. I got $20 on Jill-my brother's a sucker for girls."
David also saw the long argument coming, so he decided to cut it off before it properly started.
"How about this-we wait here for about an hour or so, and see how Jill is then. Rebecca, do you think Jill will be Ok in an hour?"
"Yeah, she should be," she answered.
So they all settled down to wait and rest up and prepare. After only about 10 minutes of sitting, someone ran through the tunnel entrance towards them, obviously running from something. The girl was quickly followed by a man, who stopped when he spotted the other group of people in the hallway.
"Hey Alice, hold on a second. We've got other people here," the guy said. He was about 25 years old and about 6 ft. tall, with brown hair and bluish eyes. He was kind of hot, and the girl stopped when he yelled.
"Who are they, Matt?" Alice inquired, walking back towards them. She was about 24 years old and 5' 10", with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was also very beautiful, and the guys were all staring. The girls didn't mind because they were looking at the guy.
"I don't know," Matt answered. "Well, why don't you ask them?" "Ok, Ok, fine. I will." Turning towards them, Matt looked at them quizzically, then asked: "Who are you guys? What are you doing here?"
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