By Durtii Pheengurnaillzz
Disclaimer: Trent belongs to S.D Perry writer of RE novels Everything else except characters unheard of from Resident Evil (such as Regina Kevin , and Anna)belongs to Capcom
Chapter 9: New Plans
A/N: Forgot 2 mention some other characters. They should be mentioned if this is to be the final attack on Umbrella. Got nothing else much to say except the story. So every one basically moved on a month or so after leaving the hospital. They returned to the secret cabin on the outside of the country where they were before Trent called, Carlos was sent by Chris's order to help gather new supporters of their effort, and he found out just who to ask.
He ran through the dark puddles of the sewer hearing the sounds behind him. The guards were searching all above his head but he was well prepared to hide in the shadows, and he had gone undetected for a long time about now. Arming his pistol he looked around in the dark wondering if anyone was going to come around the corner. Finding no one he continued on keeping his footsteps careful and quiet. He was heading towards the operation labs and it would be along ride on the elevator to get all the way to the underground level. He had been deployed for a hoax mission and he was pissed right out of his mind. seven of his comrades had just been shot down by a lab of umbrella workers who were pretending to be in need of rescue assistance. Most likely they were orders from none other but the top brain and CEO Spencer. A mad scientist home grown right out of England. That would be enough to shame the prime minister for calling the man a citizen of his country, because he was so crazy, but it didn't look like Spencer would be thrown into the spotlight very soon. Soon enough though, because a certain someone had Spencer's special files. Files that revealed chemistry, and implant blueprints for so many things. When his partner was killed he lost it, and blew a hole right through the head of the person carrying the file. Holding another one of them hostage, and threatening to let him have rapid shots to his head if the rest of the science team tried anything funny. They eventually set down their weapons and thought the situation over. He wanted to give the order for his team to fire on them anyway. He didn't have to. The group was already antsy going in, and as another pistol went off in the room. The rest of the Umbrella squad let out their sub machine gun fire on the rest of the scientists. All because they had been arguing the whole time since they had got there and couldn't come to any simple conclusion at all. Grabbing any other packages that they thought were necessary to bring back to HQ, they loaded up, and moved out. They didn't think for a second that they could have left someone behind, but they did, and that very person had her hand on a lever to an airlock where a bunch of left over rabid test creatures were left. she died pulling the switch, and the masses could be seen pouring out of the corridor. They infested the halls killing every single armored agent that they saw. In the following self destruction of the lab area, Hunk was the only one that made it out. When the lab administrator realized that there was a breach from his own people, he didn't try to establish contact with Hunk, rather he thought he was protecting a fortress, and any outsiders, even if they worked in the same company were still enemies. He sent out the guards to do a search, but they wouldn't dare venture down into the sewers where a certain someone was trapped looking for an exit, and all the toxins that they had dumped down there had become food for many of the creatures. Whoever went into the sewer was definitely awaiting their own funeral.
The alligator had only gotten the edge of one claw on Hunk's armor but that was all that it took to slow him down. With him only armed with an HK he was afraid that his days were numbered, but seeing the pipe burst on the side (RE2 people remember this trick?) He also remembered just then that he had flash bangs. Tossing one that seemed to go off instantly upon striking the wall near the pipe burst where harsh fumes traveled out, he dove into the mucky water, thankful that he still had his helmet mask, and full body protection suit on so that he did not get a bit of umbrella's waste on his body he swam back, turned around and saw that the gator, and the rest of the large mice following after it were seriously disoriented by the attack. He raised the gun and shot till his trigger finger wore out. Right 'tween the eyes. Knowing that the rest of the umbrella cretins above might heard noise he continued though lagging, he swore that he was going to make it out of here alive.
Killing mutant dogs, spiders, crows, zombies, hunters, and plants on his way to the elevator, and even into the entrance of the lab he played it careful all the way. sticking to corners and letting enemies miss him as he got in the final saying. His moves had improved, and he was getting away with more flawless kills than he expected to. Reloading and moving upstairs through the lab he got onto a high balcony where he saw the lava vats. The area around him felt the color red, and a little hot, but he would have to bear. He adjusted his silencer, and goggles knowing that he would have to go into sneak attack mode. From above he could see the test chamber where someone had mentioned two of his other compatriots had been captured and were going to be used as lab rats in a live B.O.W mutation experiment. He had to find a way to get inside without running into too much trouble. Coming down the stairs when the coast was clear he found the lab room where the alarm was on the side. He aimed for the scientist from a dark corner when he noticed the guy was getting paranoid looking around but was put to sleep quickly.
There were doctors gathered in the assembly seats who were actually going to watch the experiment live from the enclosed glass walls of the observatory. He couldn't knock them all off. He looked down at his comrades tied up in beds waiting to be dumped into the vats as the results would be transferred to another chamber where the new undead body would develop for a large dosage of the virus. He couldn't let them kill anymore of his men. He found the computer and began looking for the self-destruct codes that he was given before being sent off on his mission. All there. He typed them into one of the security panels rather fast, and ducked back in the corner watching as the presentation was interrupted and people began clearing out. It was already assumed that the intruding team was dead so there was no consideration of an armored agent setting off alarm. He waited till they were all gone, and rushed into the experimentation finding his injured buddies. At first he believed that he had no reason to panic when he could come back and turn off the self-destruct sequence, and was dumbfounded upon discovering that this was not so at all. The run was a long one with weight on his body but he managed the carry barely.
He didn't exit the facility where he knew the rest of the umbrella guards would be looking for him. The only way out was through the infested area where the creatures were let loose. He took the stairs up and waved for the helicopter on the roof. Ironically, just the way the S.T.A.R.S team had been waiting for the helicopter to save them from the mansion. He had gotten lucky a second time but the person he had saved had a lot more bruises and cuts on his body than he did. The umbrella pod guns and warning lights were up but the chopper traded a little bit of fire while flying over the area to back them all down as if flew off into the distance over the mountains. It took only thirty more seconds before the lab had finally exploded. The expanding cloud put turbulence on the chopper sending a cold wind into the flying machine. The rescued soldier was chattering through his teeth. He was bleeding badly. Hunk had found the first aid kit, and tried to wrap him up.
" It's going to be okay Garry." Hunk took off his mask. His tan face and bald shaved head stared down at one of his old pals with a reassuring smile but his eyes were fearful hoping that his right hand man would still be able to maintain life.
" T-ttell my wife w-wwhut happ-p-pened here Peter. T-tell her everything. T-take care of her and the kids for--me."
" Don't say that, you're going to live Garry. Just hold on!" He called for the chopper gunner to give him support. They fished for the metal instrument in Garry's body and tossed it out the window. A viral plant that was supposed to grow during the experiment. It was just as bad as getting shrapnel in one's body. The piece had cut through some organs and all they could do was keep more blood from escaping. They wrapped as much as they could around their partner, but it was hard to be patient watching him go to sleep.
" Garry? Garry? Garry!"
All the life support junk that Hunk had setup, he cut off soon after. The chopper gunner asked why.
" Couldn't bear to see him as a zombie. Now that won't happen."
He walked up to the house during that lovely sunset. The place was small, humble yet beautiful. she was in the backyard picking vegetables from the garden. Just as lovely as he had described. She hadn't heard the Umbrella van pull up. When the news had gotten around the neighborhood, some of her gossipy girlfriends had warned the bearer of the note that she had been on edge about her husband a lot ever since he had left at the beginning of the month and that this was going to hurt.
"Ms Danielle Feinberg?" came the voice of the deliverer in the backyard.
She was rather jumpy indeed. Nervous at first, but eventually she went on to putting on her smile.
" Good afternoon! I remember you. Another one of you young workers from Umbrella are here for a monthly donation of test plants I see. Well I've always been a supporter of your work."
" Uh ma'am?-"
" Please come inside....I know the place is somewhat messy I'm sorry but If you could perhaps stay for lunch."
The neighbors weren't kidding. Garry's wife was so on edge. This was going to feel really bad.
Later in the house.
She sobbed for the longest time as Hunk put the letters in the closet and turned to look at her. He decided that he wasn't leaving her yet. The news of her husband's death would carry on for days and days, and he told her.
" No one could ever even think about replacing such a wonderful man Ms Feinberg. A good thing we still have Heaven. Sometimes I feel like I still see him there."
" Please no more!" She kept crying. Her tears falling on the letters that he wrote her. He did it old fashioned because with the new Umbrella security measures, it was becoming harder and harder to E-mail until for extra safety, his account was wiped out completely. He had snuck letters through a friend at HQ who would deliver them often because he understood his wife's concern even in times of top secret work. That messenger was Hunk.
" If you want to talk about it more then I'll be around."
" For what?! You send me this news about my husband! Now you think you can just walk into our lives like that? Forget it."
" Of course not! The three of us have always been friends. It's just that it's not easy dealing with something like this alone. It's always easier to shed a tear with a friend that way it won't always feel so horrible. In time maybe we won't think sorrow whenever we remember him."
" Who did this?"
He knew that when he told her about why the mission had failed, that he would have to involve her in a world of information that was too dangerous for any person to know. Possibly even much too sick for any person to know. She had been into Umbrella sciences long ago but only when it was strictly doing medicines. she knew nothing about the plot to make frankensteins, and Kujo's and other horrible beings. But when she listened to Hunk's story she believed it all because she was so anxious to blame his death on somebody, but when he mentioned the name of the person he thought was most to blame she didn't want to believe it.
Spencer was like a father to her. He'd been her favorite medical teacher. Always with a sense of humor, and had won many awards for his genius. He loved children, from the youngest even to the ones that were becoming adults because he remembered them in their youth. This man was the worlds most favorite grandpa. Such a generous, intelligent, encouraging old brit. He'd helped her get her scholarship, but him and his best buddy sir Alexander? Having a dark side? It wasn't possible.
Sir Edward Spencer issued the order for our deployment, I've also got evidence that it was his call to put the facility that we were going into on alert. He signed us all up on a trick mission. I know it seems weird but all those crazy inventions, and the virus. How else could he become so rich? It wasn't just Umbrella's products being bought. It's because he makes the stuff, and his cohorts sell these weapons to the highest bidder. The American government is still too ashamed to act on it. They only want covert forces from the outside to clean up Umbrella or for Umbrella to make a civil war and clean up itself.
Danielle switched on the news and watched on about the bombings in Vienna on CNN.
" Well...you can't hide something like that can you? How come the news hasn't let out any suspicions about Umbrella?"
" I think that a whole bunch of governments in secret are protecting them. There are so many nations that want B.O.W's and Tyrants that they can't afford to let the world know what sort of weapons they're going to have. So when the next war comes. These undead things will charge the battlefields leaving man to sit at home and wonder. The point of it was to prevent the continuous death of man, but this only led to more war and the continuous death of man.
" So my husband's killer won't be stopped?"
He couldn't dare tell her that, not with the way her eyes were staring at him so hoping and determined. If she was a total civilian then she would be too stunned to even talk about stuff like this at all, but she'd been involved with the company, and she'd seen the face of war before.
" I swear Danielle. That whoever was responsible for Garry's death will meet justice. Even if I have to do it myself."
He walked out in the rain. Feeling a new determination within. His eyes looked as though they were glowing with the street light shining off of them. He heard Danielle's voice from behind
" Wait." She called out in the middle of the empty street.
" Yeah?" Hunk turned around
" Don't go yet. I wouldn't want someone else I know to die just for Garry. Please stay. I..can't..can't deal with this alone."
They stood there together in the rain and walked back into the house. Hunk (otherly known as Peter Hillas) stayed there for most of the entire night wondering if he could ever get back to work again. He needed to. Things like this, no one should ever be allowed t get away with. Not under his watch. Watching Danielle cry empowered him in a way that he couldn't even describe. He'd get revenge for her, but he promised to stay.
While sitting in that cafe in Paris he knew he was breaking a promise but looking into the eyes of the person who had made him an offer he realized that he was desperate for help too. Well okay. He'd give that help. He had to because he didn't want a company running him and his friends if it would get them all killed.
Carlos looked at Hunk with desperate eyes. They were hoping for a chance to burn all B.O.W producers to hell, and he was the only way it could happen. He could gather more allies, and simply cause a secret mutiny within the Umbrella's elite squad but he just needed transportation to get through to the rest of the labs, and this man had what he was looking for.
" Well I don't have much money to pay for your services now, but I can acquire it all in time. Before you only worked for Umbrella because of money right. I can give you a cut that's actually worth pulling that trigger."
Carlos was becoming rather upset when he saw Hunk break out in laugh. Did that mean no?
" You want to pay us?..Forget the money my friend. You read my mind. I want to get rid of them all, and I need aerial support. What do you say we combine heads?"
Was this guy playing or was it a miracle? He had the forces necessary. All that Umbrella had was it's regular army, the ability to create endless hordes of Bio organic weapons, the support of other small companies that it could easily blackmail and a truckload of chemical weapons all hidden and waiting until the time they were needed. All that Carlos had was a small army of professional interlopers, A collection of bombs recovered from unused UBCS missions, the S.T.A.R.S to help gather information, and a kid who was once a lab rat for experiments unknown to Umbrella who had just walked away with lots of information, and a vast amount of power. He was the factor that evened the playing field. As long as his morale was S.T.A.R.S directed, then everything would be all right....maybe.
It didn't take long before all the betrayed agents had gathered with Carlos. They wasted no time in gathering the equipment necessary. He'd kept in contact with Chris Redfield but not too much as after the first lab explosion had generated suspicions. The troops kept to the jungle each one of them walking into one facility and set a bomb on the security nets as they had clearance since they were also considered company employees as well as agents. At the end of the day's work the self-destruct sequence was on and it couldn't be reversed. Labs were cleared out, and the agents returned to their home base in the woods. Flying out, and escaping in the chopper at unexpected hours. Security was beefing up at different labs as they had already gotten three more secret labs terminated by walk-in bombings. Chris hadn't told the S.T.A.R.S to much about Carlos secret actions, but he called back every once in awhile to let the people know about every single recruit he had gotten. There was no need to fight through labs to obtain info about Umbrella or any other source of info. They had what they needed, and who would take the S.T.A.R.S side now? They just had to bomb it all to hell.
Kevin was on a pay phone on an empty street in the city. Carlos had taught him the procedure of debugging phones for non tapping, and non tracing. He undid the speaker part, and slid in the chip he was given then put the pieces back on with his sleeves over his hand. Jill picked up.
" It's Kevin." he breathed out.
Jill knew how to keep the conversation sounding the opposite of what they were truly up to in public so as to look normal.
" How's it going in Paris?"
"Security is BEEFED up here after what happened in Vienna! I was afraid they'd strip search a guy to see if they were okay to pass."
" I see." Jill rolled her eyes. " Kinda saw that coming. Is Becky all right?"
" Still as cheerful as usual. I don't see how she's managed it after this past year."
" Still thinking about-?"
" Everyday." Kevin told her. " It was just two days, but whenever I think about her you know. There's always this powerful feeling I get like she was just as important to me as my family, but we can't keep crying because there's still a job to do."
" Yeah." Jill sighed." So down to the important stuff. Anything new?"
" New? Well we'd gotten new info on some pharmacist. Had to see if any of the new medicine from (you know who) that he was selling had any after effects. Rebecca and I took that stuff to the basement lab tried other chemicals on it, and she actually tried it on a dead squirrel."
" Yeah and?"
" The thing really mutated. Didn't decay like a zombie. It actually mutated. Shot it out in the woods before it could do anything, and they were actually going to sell this stuff to people too. Relentless bastards aren't they?"
" Quite." Jill sighed
" Well I'll be back with Carlos at the end of the week to explain everything. For now keep on the down low, and if you're calling on a cellular, don't use it from now on. I can't hold up this call block forever you know."
" Gotcha. Keep safe kid."
" You too."
He found Rebecca sitting in the park. He realized that it wasn't safe to leave her alone with Umbrella getting so shook up. they may as well have been ready to start abducting people off the street. Especially Rebecca Chambers since they had her file. Even if she wore her hat to look incognito, it still wasn't safe.
" What's up?" he called out to her.
" Taking in the sun. The Frenchmen aren't as bad as people say they are. Maybe it's because we've been here in Europe for awhile now."
" Yeah."
" Man. I'm sorry about your friend Regina. You guys didn't know each other for that long right?"
" No, I even found out she was a double, and she still ran away with me. She didn't want to be involved. Thought the action would be fun at first, then she changed her mind."
" Smart woman. Nothing's ever for certain when you work for them."
" Yeah."
Rebecca saw how the sun was making him drowsy. Being up in cold Europe made him more of a night crawler. She decided to let him sleep a little longer.
He closed his eyes and it seemed as though they were opening to an entirely different world. He was back home. Home on the range. Tumbleweeds blowing. Not the place that you'd expect Nas to come out the speakers of a pickup truck but hey, he was the man of the house.
He was seeing mirages for the first time in his life. It wasn't just any mirage. It was..the shape of a woman. Another silhouette. He got up and looked. And saw her long hair blowing. Her arm was up blocking her eyes from dust as she walked closer to him.
Kevin gulped and his eyes opened wide as he looked back at her coming. He didn't have to guess. He already knew who it was.
she came walking up to him in that same tight silver dress and pair of high heels. Her face once again so radiant. when the light hit it. In the shade it looked worn and battle weary almost. She waved for him to get out of the truck. Kevin came gingerly, and lifted his head up to her nervously. He tried not no believe it.
"but you're gone. Please haunt me no more."
"I wouldn't come if I wasn't calling for you. I'm not dead." she pleaded with her mouth and her eyes. Kevin didn't know what else to tell her
"You have to accept it. I'm sorry. If you don't you could wake up to be something horrible."
"I know but really. I'm just fine. You know that right?" she tried to convince him again. he should have let her. Hoping for her life didn't make him insane, it just gave him something to hope for.
"It didn't work the way I thought it would. He killed you."
Even though he was refusing to believe her, she didn't get mad. She came closer to him
"I missed you." he finally fell into it. She was much too beautiful to deny.
"I still do." she smiled. Knowing that he was finally starting to believe her plea.
She ran up to him and they both hugged tightly. She was comforted under his grasp, felt his tears on her face, and she accepted it all.
" I wont leave you ever. You'll see nothing happened."
There in they made love in the sunset. Forgetting about everything around them and settling for each other. That was all that Kevin was fighting for, and with her in his arms he felt no need to.
Then he woke up.
"Kevin..earth to Kevin. You awake?" Rebecca tapped him on the shoulder.
He looked weird lay back on the park bench asleep with his arms wide out as though he were hugging someone. People were looking at him.
" Must've been one heck of a dream you had." Rebecca chuckled
Kevin didn't say anything.
" Was I in it?" asked a Frenchwoman listening in. She wasn't 'model' enough, and for the sake of Regina he had to say no.
" Nah sorry. Better luck next dream though."
She walked off in a huff.
" That wasn't smart. Couldv'e found yourself a looker to get over the pain." Rebecca told him
" I'm not too picky. I mean...even you're cute, but that's not the point you see?"
" I am?" Her eyes lit up " You think so?"
" Well..yeah. What of it? I know a nice girl when I see one."
" That really meant something Kevin."
" Mama always taught me to compliment the ladies. What's the suprise? You didn't always think you were beautiful?"
" Well no."
" See if people only realized how amazing they were just as human beings with intelligence, and a unique being and everything, then they'd know what beauty meant. The beauty of God's work."
" You believe that and you're a sniper?" She whispered. She couldn't keep from talking about all the secret mission, ad who Kevin really was. She just had to keep the talk on the down low.
" Ain't kill no REAL person except those four, and I was left without a choice. Couldn't stall or sleep em because the bombs were on their bodies, and as for my beliefs, I sort of came to them. Even prayed for those four, said my condolences for all the zombies even for Wesker becoming such a rotten man. I felt his power. I don't even think he's dead."
" Yeah. I know what you mean, but we were sure fooled into that last mission weren't we?"
" You can say that again. I can't even think about it. You wanna go for a walk? I could sure use one."
" Sure. Whatever helps."
She thought he was still feeling a bit stressed about Regina so she decided to say yes, and accompany him. It wasn't her at all, she didn't notice his eyes. They were looking a bit paranoid.
" They pushed through the crowd of pedestrians. Even apologizing to some for being Americans. Looking back occasionally, Kevin thought that he was being too paranoid, but he caught that shadow. Looking over so many heads he saw that person emerge from the coffee shop wearing all black, especially his hat and come storming across the street onto his side of the side walk. There was a glint coming from his left hand. Something that the sun was reflecting off of. A blade."
"Come on Rebecca." He moved her up in front of him as they both ducked deep into the alley. she held his hand wondering what was going on. Kevin emerged from the alley coming back to the park where the subway was below. Rarely anyone was down there. Bad, and good. Bad for finding people to disappear under, and good for if he had to put up a fight himself, to have no witness around.
" What's the matter?" Rebecca asked " You okay?"
He took her back out seeing that the metro wouldn't help as a means of escaping. They continued walking on. As Rebecca tried to get answers out of him, her attempts didn't work. He was insistent on keeping it to himself as he dragged her through the crowd. Out through another alley behind a store and into an empty lot. Rarely anyone could hear him scream
" Where are you!!"
" What the hell? You okay Kevin?"
" Freeze!"
She put her hands up. Kevin stayed kneeled on the floor.
He came out of the dark holding a Smith and Wesson moving his aim over to Kevin's head.
" YOU!" Rebecca yelled.
" Shutup!" snapped Trent.
Kevin had also snapped. On the inside. He'd had it up to here with Umbrella, and Trent. The man didn't pay enough attention to his skill ,and he signed him up to die. Now he had the nerve to come back.
" I know how strong you really are Kevin, but one bad move, and these special rounds'll burn you like acid. Keep on the floor!"
He was looking at Kevin so foolishly that he forgot Rebecca and she pulled her P229 on him.
" Back off you liar. You're not killing any of us."
" This thing with Umbrella is bigger than any of you S.T.A.R.S drop your gun and let me have my servant back."
" SERVANT! The hell he is. You betrayed all of us. What do you plan to do cremate him?"
" I said SHUT UP!" Trent aimed at her knowing that she hadn't the balls to shoot a real human. He was right. her aim slackened and she backed up.
" You never killed a person before why start now woman? You don't have the guts."
But he made a mistake.
Kevin slipped out from under and foot swept Trent to the ground grabbing his pistol and shoving the muzzle in his mouth as he pinned him down with his legs. He threw humanity out the window, as his anger resurfaced, and he became a power freak all over again.
" HANDS UP! DON'T MOVE OR I'LL END YOU NOW!!!"
He broke one of Trent's teeth. His hands were tight around the weapon. He gave the most threatening look he'd ever given another man. Something that made him qualify as a monster, and monsters killed to eat and live. There was no conscience for them.
Trent stared with wide eyes.
" Lesson of the day! You create a monster! It'll turn on you, and kill you!! Becky already told me what you made me into. I don't like being a freak but thanks for the extra power. It's the last favor you'll ever do for me! Or Regina." he moved the gun off of Trent's mouth but still kept aim. Trent looked as though he was too shocked to speak
" WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!!??"
Kevin gave up with this character and loosed a round.
" NO!" Rebecca yelled
but it bounced off the pavement and scared Trent back.
" Rebecca, guard this traitor. If he tries shit, don't hesitate. Were going to take him back to the woods in front of everyone that he's exploited and MAKE him feel sorry for what he has done. He's probably working with Wesker for all we know. wouldn't want a viral explosion when it would ruin Wesker's plans now huh? You are through cheating us. We are freed from your Umbrella chain."
" Fine then but you couldn't imagine how horrible it would be to oppose Umbrella. They could become a nation with their power. I told you I was against Umbrella. Didn't ever say I was an ally. I just said Here was your chance, and you got it. Now here...you won't shoot at me."
Kevin shot again, and Trent shook up. Who could really anticipate a bullet in their body?
" Then again I don't feel safe walking with this liar. "
" What?" Trent got out barely just before the butt of the gun struck his forehead and put his lights out.
A/N: That's it for now. Damn I'm tired. Uh..I don't even know what I wrote. I just sat down and typed. Well Trent'll hafta be tied up and thrown in the backseat for now. I know it's criminal but he's lost the trust of the others. Plus..what if Jill finds out that Chris, and Carlos have secretly been deploying rejected Umbrella agents to destroy labs without telling her. It'll al be saved for the next chapter. keep reading. R&R pplllleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssseeeeeeeeee. Peace.