By Durtii Pheengurnaillzz
Disclaimer: I own the worl- sike I'm playin. Ya'll know the truth.
Chapter 11: Spilling the Beans.
A/N: I'm back. Uh...Damn...Thanks Saunce. That was DEEP! I liked that . I'm coming up to a series of really important chapters since war's about to breakout with Umbrella around next chapter and on that note I'll make a special mention for Barry this time, and Leon and Becky. Really. So uh...what else is next...we ended with a whole bunch of familiar faces being found in tanks. Spencer's put his labs on high alert. He's about to release a virus on Europe. The S.T.A.R.S are going to leave the cabin but...oh crap! Now I remember. Trent's going to tell the truth on this chapter ain't he? I can't believe I almost forgot. Wonder how I'm gonna start this..well this ain't going to a big chapter but I promise to keep rolling with more impressive stuff in the chapters soon after too so help me out with it. keep R'-ing&R'-ing.
The car was parked in the dark wood as Rebecca sat in the side seat. She was shaken up the entire ride noticing that Kevin hadn't spoken a single word the whole way back. She was hoping that he wouldn't suddenly yell for her to get out of the car, and help him with the trunk, but he was looking mighty angry. She kept her head down, fingering her hands. She had never treated a person like that in her life. Wrappinga person up and stuffing them in the trunk. Kevin never yelled at her. His attitude was different in the presence of a friend. Ne never sot out anger at those who deserved it, and he was kind to women, but he really had grudges with sneaky, underhanded guys. Reminded her of Russell Crowe in LA Confidential. There was just so much anger in the job, but then again it wasn't his fault. He was made this way. Made to be aggressive. Maybe his real father would never have wanted the boy to grow up into such a monster because who would? Though he was taught a very dangerous trade to be a shooter. He was pretty responsible, and self sufficient for being the kid of the team just like her. She had to admit she had guts too or she would have been zombie food, and he hadn't fought as many wild things as she had to. Kevin almost reminded her of....
Billy. Where was he these days? How was he doing ever since that last mission they went on? Was everyone okay? She could easily answer that.
All of her teammates were dead. She looked to Billy a lot because he reminded her of Forest in a way. His attitude was so chill, and his hair was slicked back just the same. It made her wish the two could have met, and then she was on her own walking the green through the eerie woods up to the Trevor mansion. She walked inside, went upstairs, and saw the horror with her own eyes. Those rotten crows had proved too much for him. It had been so long. There were so many zombies that the picture of his death just fell somewhere in between all those memories, and she couldn't see him again. She was relieved that she couldn't.
" Becky?"
"(Gasp) Yeah?"
" You wanna help me with Trent?" he leaned his head over in the direction of the trunk
" I think you should take care of him. Couldn't hold the hand of a traitor right?" She said nervously. The shakes also came from the cold wind.
" Well...okay. I guess it'd be better that way."
Both their expressions were really down. Their smiles weak. They had guessed at the truth for so long, and now they knew it. Kevin felt so used, and he'd been angry for so long that it just emptied him. Rebecca had been staring at him the entire ride. Seeing such a joyful young warrior who just wanted to get out and prove his strength to the world start to lose it. Some told her that Forest wasn't himself going into the mansion. He lost his confidence. Billy was AWOL now. Lost in the Arclay Mts. somewhere. He couldn't have escaped for long. what was this guy's fate? What really was Kevin's fate? Who knew? But perhaps it was a curse that every single person she worked with was eventually doomed to a great loss, and with the way things were looking Umbrella had his head. She was sick of watching her friends die. Their was no valor or glory in it that she could see. It was all just sad. They died trying to survive. Wasn't that the same story for all the people left human in Raccoon City when the zombies started walking the street? Everyone was fighting but he was fighting harder than anyone she had ever seen, and he was on the evil master's leash still. She'd unlock it for him, and she swore that she would not let another true young man working for justice would die on her watch. She wasn't just doing this for the S.T.A.R.S. She was doing this for everyone.
" Hey Kevin?" She got out of the car and ran over to the trunk " On second thought maybe I could give you a hand.
They yanked Trent's suit collar dragging his sleeping body to the cabin door.
The water woke him up. Things were a blur until he could see the face of a fairly chubby, bearded man with tough arms staring him in the face casually. The cabin. He was back in the S.T.A.R.S cabin. He wasn't fully awake for some reason, and wondered why he couldn't simply wake up all the way.
" Evening asshole."
Trent expected that coming.
" Barry Burton is it?"
The room was silent for a few minutes. Then Trent's heart jumped when he heard the door banging behind him, and a muffled voice that sounded strangely familiar.
" Let me through that door Jill! I'm gonna kill him."
" Hear that?" Barry raised his eyebrows as he pointed to the door. " In your favor I asked to keep it locked. Mainly because we can't get any questions answered if you aren't alive to tell us."
" I don't care either way." Trent got out barely
" You don't? Well then let me get out my magnum. I couldn't let the thing go to waste. Haven't used it for months. Still ain't clean. I have to empty it on something to keep it working properly you understand?"
" Already? You might as well let your partner come in and beat me."
" No this way is quicker. Less pain." Barry was letting his anger get the best of him again, but he snapped out of it, and remembered what was important to the success of their mission.
" You need information don't you? I have to be alive to give it to you remember?" Trent asked
" Right right...so lets start from the beginning. Your little pet's been raving in anger that you were working with Wesker is this true?"
" Then again you'd better shoot me." Trent laughed
" Make it GOOD Barry! No one double crosses us!" Chris's voice came from the other side of the door
" Chris! Please!" Jill's loud whisper could also be heard
" You helped us before Trent. What harm would it would it do to let us know?"
" I am silent for the sake of your team. Knowing such information would guarantee the death of every single one of you. These are things Umbrella would never want anyone else to know at all."
" We've been marked by Umbrella because of the fact that we didn't die in Raccoon Trent. That was already enough to call up our number.
" The price for your heads is higher." Trent argued
" They want to find and kill us altogether Trent. What's the difference? If you get out in one piece who do you have to tell about what you told us? We've gone this far. Why not go further? Lemme try another question. Maybe you can sit easier with this." He turned to face the door
" Chris go away! I'll tell you everything later okay!?"
" You sure man?"
" I'm sure! Now just hold on. I got this."
He turned back to Trent.
" I've got a feeling that our presence in Vienna was a hoax. The impact was just powerful. It wasn't a small Midwestern town but a large city full of zombies, and new monsters that we couldn't even describe. So much that it'd be pretty hard for anyone of us to escape the madness right?"
" Wesker even had partners bug your propellers but apparently someone was sloppy on the job because you all had some fine flights. I guess the most trusted spies are all dead now. Should have just tampered with the fuel tanks instead."
"Aw! But then that would actually kill us Trent!" Barry said sarcastically "You couldn't live with that could you? ...Yes I'm getting personal. Could you live with that? Why'd you help us?"
" Wesker still needed extra combat test data. He knew I was a tactical man, and that with your insurrection against Chief Irons, my plans to keep you all alive would ensure him more of a chance to complete data. Thus, his superiors were making better zombies. You realize that the chief was planning to waste any recognizable face that showed up in his office during the Raccoon incident?"
" Wouldn't be suprised, that crazy old loon switched moods like a pregnant woman."
Trent chuckled. His eyes were still steely and as powerful looking as they always were.
" Yes he was a crazy man indeed. Is there anything else?" Trent asked casually
" What else was going on at the poisoning in Vienna?"
Trent sighed as his eyes wandered showing he was trying to remember. His stalling was proving to be a risk. Barry would have thought the guy was going to cook up a lie, but he knew Trent was much smarter than that.
When Barry heard Trent's explanation, he immediately thought of the new kid Kevin. He'd sure be pissed to know the truth. Trent was right it was deeper than he imagined.
" So you're telling me that the people with the bombs strapped were paid to unleash a vaccine? They'd just wake up alive when it was all over? They knew about the virus and were trying to save the city? Who paid them?"
"A rogue Umbrella scientist. Scared shitless that people from the Legacy (life +) company would find out. Legacy paid Wesker and I three times what Umbrella ever gave us. Drunk in a bar one morning. He apparently couldn't handle the pressure. Leaked it out to me. Subtly but I got the picture."
" What happened to him?"
" My best guess is he's a zombie."
" And Kevin shot them? I don't think he's going to love you anymore Trent. You're safe in this room."
" I told him already."
" And he didn't snap your neck?"
" Why more killing? He's already got one more task that he still needs to do."
" What's that?"
" Ask him yourself. I bet a person like you that wouldn't hesitate to fire could handle the truth. Everyone else would disagree with his task calling it inhumane and in order for you S.T.A.R.S to be freed and successful he needs to do this. "
" All right I'll ask him. So you were working for another company to sell out Umbrella. You're a rich man though. Was it vengeance?"
" That and Umbrella's not safe to stay on forever. If it's about money then I might as well be smart, take a large quick cut from someone else, and get out with my tail intact before Europe becomes-"
He paused
" Uhoh. You stopped. Something we should know?"
" It was my guess that Umbrella would create panic throughout Europe if they kept operating."
Even Trent didn't know the main purpose of the executive president's Bio weapon deployment.
" I see...Man I hope you realize that everyone's extremely P'Oed at you. Suprised Kevin didn't take you out. Even if you weren't working for us or don't care about us, that was still very low what you did. Leading us on for months thinking there was someone on our side. The map you faxed to Jill before that mansion really helped. She said she had an angel on her shoulder. I'm just wondering. Is it only business or would you still want to kill us if you got the chance-"
" It was business. My superiors were watching from the dark. I had to look convincingly evil."
" Well what now?"
" Stop them. Wesker's AWOL. I can't do anymore now that the lab of my new bosses has been destroyed. By who I wonder?"
" All confusing when Umbrella's involved." Barry shook his head
" Hmph." Trent smiled " I can give you one last bit of help. Umbrella will be searching the woods soon. T'would be a shame if something happened to you people now. Those wallet photos on the floor?"
Trent was trying to work inside Barry. At least that was what Barry thought. He couldn't let the man know about his kids after what he tried to do. If he was still so dangerous then why couldn't he just put a bullet in the man right there and then. Because he wasn't a killer. He remembered the day when he was. He wasn't carry a magnum but a standard department Browning in a blue RPD SWAT suit. The kid that he had nailed going in was some junkie loaded on heroin carrying a shotgun, but he still remembered the bullet, and how the killing upset him so when it was a living being instead of an undead creature.
"Your wife and kids?"
" We'd thought about having one last child. She cried on the day that I left. I was a father to not just my own two daughters, but to the people here as well. They also seek out the old man's advice from time to time. I still miss her a lot. She'd always wonder when I was coming home. I called her once at a secret location. Just told her to take care of the kids. I could have very well become a zombie, and she would forever be in tears having to move he family away, and start on her own, but I promised that we'd be together again in the future. I just have to take care of-
" Umbrella?"
" Yeah."
It was then that Trent's coldness had magically broke. Family. It was about getting back to real family. The S.T.A.R.S were a family but not of blood. Close friends that had protected each other sure, but there were still a few people out in the world that they cared about. Even if most of their family died in raccoon, there were still those outside town wondering about someone missing who they cared about. They probably had a high consideration of their family while doing what they did to survive, but their relatives had to believe they were missing or dead because staying underground was the only way they could survive. Trent lost his family to Umbrella a long time ago. Since then, all he began to care about was his revenge. But soon he began to understand the S.T.A.R.S team truly. They were just a bunch of people caught up in a mess that they didn't want to be involved in, but when their lives came into question they had to fight. Wouldn't he do the same in their shoes? As Kevin had burst inside fighting to keep Chris Redfield out he shut the door and the room was quiet again.
" Hello Trent."
" Evening Mr Grames."
" That was some deep stuff you set me up on. You know what it felt like knocking off classmates of mine?"
" The school didn't know whether or not to call you, a mystery shooter a savior or an addition to danger. They saw the bomb was pulled out, and instantly, the bearer of it was taken down. You gave the people momentary faith if nothing else."
" No I rose panic."
" You still praying for everyone as you always were?" Trent chuckled
" I don't see why you're not. You know that whoever you're working for won't show mercy on you. You disappeared the way you did, and in all that time you could supposedly be giving away information to enemies. If not that you'll be dead for no reason. I'd say a prayer if I were you."
" Your mother brought you up well I see."
" She didn't know what she was doing choosing to have an affair with a snake like you instead of going back to my dad."
" Your foolish, deviant, drunk dad."
" Not as deviant as you. He loved life, and I still do. You fail to see life from my perspective. I knew I could shoot. I didn't want to be a cold monster, I wanted my paycheck. I was planning on offering my services, but I don't take joy in hurting people like you."
" Then you aren't read for your final task."
" He's got to deserve it Trent."
" Oh believe me." Trent laughed at that one " You don't know how much he deserves it."
" Then if he caused all this pain and suffering why didn't you just join forces with us instead of trying to use us all the time."
Trent knew that he was getting too close. He was looking at Kevin's gun by his side. Barry was listening in close. Chris's ear was stuck to the door outside. Jill was knotting her fingers sitting in the living room hoping the situation wouldn't escalate.
" Because...." Trent was looking to his left. Something was in his eye. A red light...oh no. it couldn't be.
Barry noticed it too but he was silent. He signaled to Kevin to shush and move his hand over to the light switch. He then, put his foot on Trent's chair. The room was totally silent.
" Guys?! What's going on in there?"
" I can't think of anything else to ask! Just stay out there!"
Nothing had happened yet. There was an opportunity.
Barry kicked Trent's chair as Kevin turned off the light. The shot hit right where they expected it to. Instead of Trent's head. It crashed into the wall. Kevin and Barry hitting the floor at the same time.
Rebecca watched as Anna and Chris signaled by the door. She then turned to pass the message on to Jill, and Leon who also took cover. The real challenge was on it's way.
" They're here." She whispered
Umbrella's army was closing in from the outside. As silent as possible wearing the same mask that Hunk once wore. Carrying mp5s. Watching through NVG's. The sniper had failed and his rifle was jamming in the cold, but as their steps came through the grass closer to the cabin the dark of night, they were sure that they wouldn't.
End o Chapter. It's getting hot in here ain't it? I'm sorry. I just HAAD to throw in another challenge I was just losing it in front of the computer. But I'll have the next chapter soon so we can see what happens kool? So maybe Chris was wrong about not telling everybody early enough, but who knew when these guys would show up? One again, a mad shout out for them reviews., and keep tuned huh? Were about to have a REAL BATTLE on the next one.