Chapter 5
Memories
"Biatch! Put the gun down before I pop your ass...", said Sean to the nicely dressed Asian man.
Looking at Sean, who aimed his handgun sideways like a 'gangsta', the man smirked and said "If you're going to shoot me, then do it..." Cracking his neck a bit, the man continued with, "Otherwise, get out of my way or be shot. I don't have time to deal with ghetto trash like you.", he told Sean.
Narrowing his eyes, Sean's exhausted looks on his face slowly shifted to anger. "Bitch, you take that back! You gook!", he yelled at the man.
"Please... Let's not play the race card game.", the man told Sean. His grip and aim were still steady as he kept the gun tied on Sean. Looking at the Asian man inside the elevator, Sean did the same thing.
"Get outta my way, I got to get to the basement...", Sean said, not willing to yield. From the angry looks on his face, Sean tried his best to keep a calm and cool composure. He was heavily breathing and sweating. Exhaustion almost hit Sean as he went from floor to floor doing nothing but running and fighting.
Sean's fireman's axe was already stained in blood; his tanktop was stained with blood and guts. How could someone be so calm after killing off a bunch of zombies? Nevertheless, Sean wouldn't back down. He would try to find help, even if it meant costing him his own life.
"Screw it, let's do this...", Sean told the Asian man.
At the same time, both men fired a single round at each other. The Asian man dived to the right to avoid Sean's shot. Sean bent backwards to avoid the Asian man's shot. A few inches away from his face, Sean could see the bullet stream pass over him.
Looking at the stream, Sean stood back up saying, "Oh dayam, you serious. Aight, play time's over."
"What does that mean?", asked the Asian man who stood back up. Both men went back to their stances and aimed at each other again.
Both men fired at the same time again. Quickly, another person inside the elevator blocked Sean's shot with his handgun. Whipping out the combat knife with his left hand, Sean quickly blocked and deflected the bullet.
"No way!", Sean yelled in astonishment. Looking at his gun, Sean threw it down and looked at the Asian man.
"Cortez, this won't take long...", the Asian man said as he handed Francisco Cortez his shades and handgun.
Looking at the man, Francisco said, "Jimmy, now's not the time."
"You must be working for Umbrella, you'll pay for what you did to those people...", Jimmy calmly said as he walked towards Sean.
Hearing the words of him working for Umbrella got Sean's blood boiling. Out of anger, Sean replied with, "Umbrella, you gotta be jivin me. Don't associate me with those murderers." Sean went ahead and approached Jimmy as both men were inches away from each other.
Crossing his arms, Jimmy scoffed at Sean's reply. "How else would you be so calm after an incident like this? Your shirt and your axe are stained in blood.", said Jimmy as he went on with, "How else would you be able to work in this situation? It's obvious, you're working for Umbrella."
"Right, you gotta seriously be bullshitting me...", Sean replied to Jimmy's accusation.
Jimmy had a calm and yet serious look on his face. The man's eyes were narrowed and staring directly at Sean. Jimmy was certain that Sean worked for the Umbrella corporation.
Sean gave out a comment of his own saying, "Maybe you work for Umbrella."
"Heh, what makes you think that?", asked Jimmy.
Looking at Jimmy, Sean got serious also. "Let's see, all of a sudden I see two people who are calm and collected. Both are armed with serious heat.", he said to Jimmy. Sean continued on, "How the hell did you suddenly get here?", he asked Jimmy. "Yea! And the two of you ready to take on these zombies. How you explain that?', he also asked.
"Heh... I still believe that you still work for Umbrella. So you're under arrest.", replied Jimmy.
"Bitch! I don't have time for this shit. So back da hell up.", Sean told Jimmy, who wouldn't move.
"I can't do that...", replied Jimmy who got into his fighting stance.
Shaking his head slowly, Sean knew that this was going to be a very long night. Looking at Jimmy, Sean knew that he didn't have a choice or say in this. He was going to have to fight with Jimmy.
"Aight, show me yo got game...", Sean said as he signaled for Jimmy to make the first strike.
Running at Sean, Jimmy jumped up to deliver a jump spin kick followed by jump back kick. Quickly moving to the left, Sean performed a basketball dodge and got behind Jimmy. "Booyah!", Sean said as he delivered a front snap kick to Jimmy as he landed. As he stumbed some, Jimmy quickly turned around and delivered a back thrust kick to Sean's gut. Holding his gut some, Sean watched as Jimmy approached. As Jimmy got close, Sean went, "Yo!" as he him in the gut with a right knee. Feeling the wind knocked out of him, Jimmy did the same thing and hold his gut also.
Standing at the elevator, Francisco shook his head and said, "Damn..."
Slowly moving towards Jimmy, Sean executed a right hook to left side of his face. As Jimmy got knocked to the ground, he quickly countered performing a footsweep on Sean, who fell to the floor on his face.
Suddenly, the Tyrant burst to the floor. Quickly, both men got up and looked at the Tyrant. "Jimmy, catch!", Francisco said as he tossed Jimmy his gun. "Oh dayam!", Sean said as he came face to face with a Tyrant after several months. "Not those things again...", Sean said as he rolled pass the Tyrant and took his .38 handgun.
Keeping his distance away, Sean aimed at the Tyrant saying, "Hey big ugly!" and fired several rounds. Looking at Sean, the Tyrant blocked the shots with his big left claw as it approached Sean. Gradually, the Tyrant picked up speed as it charged head on towards Sean. Sean wouldn't back down as he kept on firing.
"Hey, over here...", Jimmy calmly said as he opened fire on the Tyrant. Turning around, the brute of a monster ran at Jimmy. Picking up his axe, Sean breathed heavily as he held it up with only one hand. Winding the arm back some, Sean brought it back forward as he threw the axe. As the axe spun in circles, the blade jabbed the Tyrant in the upper back.
Suddenly stopping, the Tyrant held his upper back in pain and looked back at Sean, who said "Yea! How you like me now, biotch!" Taking his chance, Sean fired several shots at the Tyrant's chest. The Tyrant stumbled back some as it yelled in pain and anger. Holstering his handgun, Sean took his chance and charged at the Tyrant.
Looking at what Sean was doing, Jimmy stood back asking, "Hey, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Using all of his strength and weight, Sean managed to spear tackle the Tyrant to the ground. Taking a few breaths of air, Sean mounted himself on the Tyrant. Looking at the Tyrant's grotesque face, Sean started mutilating it even more with his fists.
The blade of the axe jabbed further into the Tyrant's flesh as blood started seeping out and staining the expensive carpet. Sean kept on punching the Tyrant's face out. "This is for Chris! This is for Jill! This is for all the shit you and your damn Umbrella has done!", Sean burst out. With his rage and anger, Sean kept on punching faster and faster. The Tyrant's blood were on Sean's fists.
Watching the anger in his eyes, Jimmy slowly approached the angry Sean Hopper. Gently placing his hand on Sean's right shoulder, Jimmy said, "Calm down, I believe you." Sean continued to beat the Tyrant's face in with numerous punches as Jimmy tried to calm him down. "Hey, you need to be cool if you want to survive this...", he told Sean.
Sean slowly started to stop beating up the Tyrant. His breathing went back to normal as he looked at the Tyrant's busted up face. Suddenly, the Tyrant opened up his eyes and picked grabbed Sean by the neck. The Tyrant stood up as he picked Sean up and smacked Jimmy away in the process. Jimmy hit the wall, where he was out of commission for a few minutes.
"Oh damn...", said Francisco as he ran out of the elevator to help Sean. Kneeling down, Francisco aimed at the Tyrant's legs and opened fire.
The Tyrant turned around and stared at Francisco and tossed Sean away. Taking his chance, Sean took out the combat knife and threw it. Sean hit the ground and was rendered unconscious while the knife penetrated the Tyrant's head at the same time. Looking at the Tyrant's pupils, from blue, they turned icy white. Falling to its knees, the Tyrant slowly fell to the ground face first as it laid there dead.
Rushing to Jimmy's aid, Francisco slowly grabbed Jimmy's left arm and helped him up. "Thanks, I owe you one...", Jimmy told his partner. "No problemo, essa...", he told Jimmy in return. "Damn, that person.", Jimmy said as he saw Sean laying several feet from them.
Approaching the unconscious Sean, Jimmy kneeled down and saw the ID tags around his neck. Holding them up to his face, Jimmy started to read the tags, "Lieutenant Junior Grade Sean Hopper, United States Navy, Type AB, SEAL Team..." Looking at Jimmy, Francisco said, "He's United States Navy Special Operations Forces, the SEALs."
"Let's check his wallet...", Francisco said as Jimmy pulled Sean's wallet out. Looking at the contents inside, they found Sean's drivers license, Navy ID card, and STARS identification. "STARS? He worked with STARS?" asked Francisco.
"That must explain how he asserted himself in handling the undead.", Jimmy said as he took his shades back from Francisco.
Laughing, Sean went, "Ha! Makes you feel quite stupid..."
Shaking his head, Jimmy looked away from his partner saying, "Shut up..."
While rendered unconscious, Sean could see himself inside a large computer and informations room. Looking at himself, Sean could see that he was in his STARS uniform. From a security guard outfit, Sean was wearing black combat boots, black pants, a blue vest with 'STARS' on the back, fingerless gloves, and a gray shirt underneath. He also had his Navy cap worn backwards as he stood in the middle of the room.
"Where am I?", Sean asked, Turning to the left, he could see Jill Valentine standing there. She was in her traditional STARS uniform. Looking at Sean, Jill said, "You hardly pay attention, do you? This is the command center for STARS." The room was dark and surrounded by TV screens and computers, with people sitting and walking around.
"Oh coo...", Sean said. Sean started to remember his first day working with the STARS team. Standing to Sean's right was Chris Redfield and Rebecca Chambers. In front of them was Barry Burton. Barry took over leadership of their STARS group after the destruction of Raccoon City. Standing there, Barry took a good look at Sean Hopper saying, "You're the new guy."
"Yes sir...", Sean politely replied as he stood there relaxed. "Jill, how did you find this guy?", Barry asked out of curiousity. "I found Sean walking outside of this government building out of Norfolk, Virginia.", she told Barry and continued. "I walked up to Sean as I saw a discharge slip in his hand.", she finished.
"Sean, I'm going to tell you this. Take it as advice from a veteran of STARS.", Chris told Sean, giving him a pat on the back. Chris looked at Sean and said, "Your training as a SEAL will help but will not compare to the horrors we will face..."
He could remember Chris' exact words on that day. Sean remembered his first assignment as he accompanied Chris and Jill to this ghost town in New Mexico. Looking around, the town was deserted; windows were broken and doors were nailed shut. Piles of trash filled the lighted streets of this town. The town even had a bad stench to it.
"Damn, what's that smell? Why is it all around the streets?", Sean silently asked himself. He honestly thought that Chris was joking about how what he has fought would not compare to what he would soon about to face. Taking Chris' words under brief consideration, Sean turned on the flashlight on his left shoulder and submachinegun.
Slowly moving forward some, Sean took the lead as he aimed the light on his weapon from left to right in the line of sight. Something didn't feel right about this town to Sean. No fear would keep Sean from his mission. He knew that he couldn't let fears of the unknown get to him. Sean had a mission to do as the newest member of STARS.
Though Sean served in the SEALs for several years, he was green for his new occupation. He didn't know what to expect. Jill Valentine had the most faith in Sean's abilities. Holding his weapon tighly, Sean kept on walking forward down the lighted street. Moving forward some more, Sean could hear a faint sound in his left ear. "What's that?", he asked himself.
Being a SEAL, it was Sean's duty to investigate the sound. Quickly, Sean started to run toward the direction where the sound originated from. At a distance, Chris and Jill saw Sean rush in. "Sean, wait!!!", Chris yelled back as he went in hot pursuit of his new team member.
Sean kept on following the sound as it got louder and louder. It sounded like people having dinner outside or something. Making a sharp left turn, Sean ran towards an illuminated alley way. He ran faster to see if anybody was alright. Quickly, Sean stopped in his tracks to see something really horrible.
"What in the...", he said out loud. Sean's eyes were wide and his jaw slumped down some. Chris was right all along but it was like Sean getting hit with everything all at once. "Whoa...", he said to himself. His lips were trembling some as he backed away a bit.
Four zombies were feasting on the corpse of a young woman who was fearing for her life. Her eyes were wide open, with the pupils becoming icy white. The skin tone changed from olive to light blue. Dried blood came out from her mouth with a bite mark on the side of the neck. The zombies continued to feast on the woman's body.
One of the zombies managed to rip off her left arm. More blood started to squirt out as a bigger mess was made. For the first time, Sean has witnessed something shocking and horrendous. This was a sickening sight for Sean, his stomach started to churn. "I think I'm gonna be sick..."
One of the zombies turned around and spotted Sean. Looking at the fresh meat Sean could provide, the zombies rose up and staggered towards Sean. Looking at the corpse and then the zombies with blood and chewed up flesh in their mouths, Sean quickly backed away. Sean didn't know a lot of things so far but he knew one thing; he didn't want to end up like that unfortunate young woman.
Backing away, Sean opened fire on the four zombies. "Stay away you cannibals!", Sean yelled as he pulled the trigger. The sounds of gunfire alerted Chris and Jill to Sean's direction. Being pumped up with lead by Sean's gunfire, the zombies stumbled back. They wouldn't go down, no matter how much ammo Sean wasted on them. "What the hell?! Why won't you die!", he wondered. Sean kept his distance from the zombies while continuing to fire his weapon. He didn't know why they kept on coming. A bullet hole quickly formed through one of their foreheads.
Seeing that the zombie got shot in the head, Sean saw the undead cannibal fall to the ground dead. Turning around, Sean saw Jill standing there with her smoking handgun. Lifting the gun up to her lips, Jill blew the smoke away. "Sean, they're zombies...", Jill told her tall and muscular new partner.
"Zombies? I thought they only exist in movies...", Sean said astonishingly. Seeing what Jill did to take out the first zombie, Sean followed by example as he sent several slugs into the heads of the rest. All four zombies laid there dead, in a massive pool of their own infected blood. Quickly, Sean reloaded his weapon and looked around. Crowds of zombies started coming out from the dark. He couldn't believe it; they were up against an army of the undead. "I ain't seeing this...", said Sean as he shook his head in disbelief.
Standing next to Sean, Chris fired a few rounds from his shotgun and said, "I told you, so believe it..." Chris cocked the shotgun again and fired a few more shells. Hesitating at the frightening sight of the undead, Sean witnessed how persistent the zombies were. Zombies had their limbs blown off by Chris' shotgun; but despite what happened, the undead kept on moving. "This is unreal!", yelled Sean as he quickly assisted Chris in fighting off the zombies.
Looking at Sean, Chris replied with, "This was considered unreal, but the dark side of science and research made this possible...", and continued unloading his shells onto approaching zombies.
No matter how much damage Sean inflicted on the zombies, his once green expression turned into fright and terror. Sean's eyes were wide open in fear as he kept firing at the zombies. Two possible outcomes came to his mind. Sean would become their next feast or become one with the ranks of the undead. Looking at the poor young woman, who's body was dismembered, mutilated, and eaten, Sean didn't like that first outcome. Looking at the grotesque appearing zombies, Sean saw the horrible signs of decay and smelled the awful stench. Their eyes were icy white; the flesh was rotting and falling off, and they constantly needed to feed. Thinking about those two outcomes, Sean immediately snapped.
"Nah, nah! Ah hell nah!", Sean yelled as he aimed for the head area of the crowd of zombies. After seeing what could possibly happen to him, Sean wanted to end this confrontation as soon as possible. One shot after another, zombies quickly fell to the ground like flies. This was something that Sean totally did not expect at all. This event would place a scar in Sean's mind for the rest of his life.
Sean's first mission with STARS ended with a really sour note. But things would get worse than Sean could compass or fathom about. Mission by mission, Sean's psyche slowly started to shatter. Only working for STARS only three months, Sean has been on over one hundred and fifty missions. Each one slowly taking its toll on Sean. Sean witnessed things that he couldn't understand nor could he comprehend.
The man saw hunters, lickers, plants, insects, other types of bio-organic weapons, and even a few Tyrants. Sean was constantly scared and surprised to see what possible damage the t-virus could actually cause. The full potential of the t-virus sent chills down Sean's spine. Night by night, Sean would constantly be kicking and turning in his bed. The thoughts of witnessing numerous genetic mutations of the t-virus were more than enough to keep Sean awake and sweating.
It was possible for those hideous mutants to break into his apartment and kill him during sleep. If Sean fell asleep, he would constantly have nightmares of deserted and desolate towns, old mansions, and underground facilities. Eventually, everything accumulated and got to Sean. During the end of his last mission, Sean broke down in tears. Sean, Chris, Barry, and Rebecca were on a ship that quickly sailed away from an island. An explosion erupted on the island. Sean planted numerous explosive devices around the secluded facility. He couldn't bare to see anymore horrors afterwards.
Sean couldn't take it anymore. Sitting in the cabin area, Sean curled up in a corner bursting into tears. He didn't want to do anymore missions. What he wanted most, was out of STARS. Though, Sean felt that he couldn't go on anymore with the team, he felt that he let his family down. This was the first time that Sean ever quit. A day later, Sean turned in his resignation form and left the office. Carrying his green duffel bag, Sean walked away from the STARS building and never looked back. Standing outside the front doors was a teary eyed Jill Valentine. Jill silently said, "Im sorry for dragging you into our war...", and walked back inside the building.
Afterwards, Sean was admitted to a medical facility. For a year and a half, Sean has been receiving professional psychiatric help. He was given numerous drugs and sedatives to help ease his pain. Session after session, Sean couldn't get over the horrors he experienced with the STARS team. He still had nightmares during the night. His clothes were soaking in sweat every night.
The therapy sessions helped a lot thought, but it wasn't enough for Sean. Leaving the medical center, Sean lived the life of a quiet reclouse for several months. He never kept in touch with his navy buddies, former STARS members, and family. His family could understand why Sean quit the STARS team, but didn't understand why he didn't keep in touch. During those days, Sean resided in a martial arts shrine in Canada. Only one thing could help expunge the scars, long and vigorous martial arts training.
Standing in front of the punching bag, Sean could imagine the punching bag as zombies and monsters. At first, Sean crumbled to the ground before getting up. He would curl up in extreme fear of zombies approaching him. Sean's fear has a strong grip on him. Mentally, he wasn't strong enough to hit the punching bag. He was about to call it quits; immediately, somebody whacked him in the back of the head with a Kendo stick.
Feeling the blow, Sean turned around and held the back of his head. In an outburst, Sean said, "Ow, what the?" Standing there was Sean's sensei, Master Tomaki. An old but wise man. Tomaki's skin was light and wrinkled, a scar across his nose, a gray beard, and small bifocals. Sean's sensei stood there in sandals and a black Aikido gi, holding the Kendo stick in his right hand. Looking straight into Sean's eyes, Tomaki gave out a command, "Hit the bag now!!!"
Sean's expression was trembling. He didn't even hit the bag, yet his face was covered in sweat. His eyes were wide open, with the pupils becoming shorter. Inside, Sean could feel the chills down his spine. He was trembling and shaking inside. Sean couldn't punch the bag, but his sensei ordered him immediately.
"Look at you!",. the sensei yelled at Sean. Tomaki was getting impatient with Sean. Looking at a terrified Sean, Tomaki lashed out, "You dare defy and dishonor your master?! Hit the bag!" His master kept a sharp and sturn look on his face.
"He's right, it's only a punching bag...", Sean thought to himself. His black tanktop was already soaking in sweat. Turning around, Sean didn't think about the horrors for one bit and just swung a fist at the bag. "Again!!!", said Master Tomaki whacked Sean in the back with the stick. "Gah!!!", yelled Sean as he punched the bag again. This was the only thing Tomaki could think of in motivating Sean. In Sean's mind, it was to hit or be hit.
Sean kept swinging at the bag with furious punches. Spinning around, Sean executed a spinning hook kick with his right leg. "Good!", Tomaki said as he kept on smacking Sean with the stick. With every blow to the bag, Sean was able to release a bit of his fear. Sean's body was completely soaked in sweat. He kept at it for most of the day, just concentrating on the punching bag. Envisioning the bag as zombies and the monsters, Sean grew even more furious and kept on attacking.
To finish things off, Sean jumped up and spun in a 720 degree motion and finished with a spinning crescent kick. That last blow knocked the bag off its hinge and flew across the room. Standing there, Sean bent down some and breathed heavily. Letting out a heavy huff, Sean looked to the ground to see the big puddle of sweat that he's formed. Looking back, Sean saw his sensei form a smile across his face.
After that event in the training room, Sean could sleep in peace. He didn't worry about the zombies nor the horrors witnessed during his time with STARS. One night, Sean took out his phone and called his father. Hearing Sean's voice, his father was glad and relieved to finally hear from his son. For the whole night, Sean unloaded his whole experience with the STARS team with his father. Finally, he was able to master Tomaki style martial arts. Feeling good after those two years, Sean found himself in Geneva, Switzerland.
Finding a job as one of the heads of security for this hotel plaza, Sean finally felt peace with himself. He could function really well with is new job location. Conversing with his coworkers and the guests, he could feel himself starting a whole new slate. What Sean never realized was that an Umbrella facility lay dormant in the underground of the plaza.
Memories
"Biatch! Put the gun down before I pop your ass...", said Sean to the nicely dressed Asian man.
Looking at Sean, who aimed his handgun sideways like a 'gangsta', the man smirked and said "If you're going to shoot me, then do it..." Cracking his neck a bit, the man continued with, "Otherwise, get out of my way or be shot. I don't have time to deal with ghetto trash like you.", he told Sean.
Narrowing his eyes, Sean's exhausted looks on his face slowly shifted to anger. "Bitch, you take that back! You gook!", he yelled at the man.
"Please... Let's not play the race card game.", the man told Sean. His grip and aim were still steady as he kept the gun tied on Sean. Looking at the Asian man inside the elevator, Sean did the same thing.
"Get outta my way, I got to get to the basement...", Sean said, not willing to yield. From the angry looks on his face, Sean tried his best to keep a calm and cool composure. He was heavily breathing and sweating. Exhaustion almost hit Sean as he went from floor to floor doing nothing but running and fighting.
Sean's fireman's axe was already stained in blood; his tanktop was stained with blood and guts. How could someone be so calm after killing off a bunch of zombies? Nevertheless, Sean wouldn't back down. He would try to find help, even if it meant costing him his own life.
"Screw it, let's do this...", Sean told the Asian man.
At the same time, both men fired a single round at each other. The Asian man dived to the right to avoid Sean's shot. Sean bent backwards to avoid the Asian man's shot. A few inches away from his face, Sean could see the bullet stream pass over him.
Looking at the stream, Sean stood back up saying, "Oh dayam, you serious. Aight, play time's over."
"What does that mean?", asked the Asian man who stood back up. Both men went back to their stances and aimed at each other again.
Both men fired at the same time again. Quickly, another person inside the elevator blocked Sean's shot with his handgun. Whipping out the combat knife with his left hand, Sean quickly blocked and deflected the bullet.
"No way!", Sean yelled in astonishment. Looking at his gun, Sean threw it down and looked at the Asian man.
"Cortez, this won't take long...", the Asian man said as he handed Francisco Cortez his shades and handgun.
Looking at the man, Francisco said, "Jimmy, now's not the time."
"You must be working for Umbrella, you'll pay for what you did to those people...", Jimmy calmly said as he walked towards Sean.
Hearing the words of him working for Umbrella got Sean's blood boiling. Out of anger, Sean replied with, "Umbrella, you gotta be jivin me. Don't associate me with those murderers." Sean went ahead and approached Jimmy as both men were inches away from each other.
Crossing his arms, Jimmy scoffed at Sean's reply. "How else would you be so calm after an incident like this? Your shirt and your axe are stained in blood.", said Jimmy as he went on with, "How else would you be able to work in this situation? It's obvious, you're working for Umbrella."
"Right, you gotta seriously be bullshitting me...", Sean replied to Jimmy's accusation.
Jimmy had a calm and yet serious look on his face. The man's eyes were narrowed and staring directly at Sean. Jimmy was certain that Sean worked for the Umbrella corporation.
Sean gave out a comment of his own saying, "Maybe you work for Umbrella."
"Heh, what makes you think that?", asked Jimmy.
Looking at Jimmy, Sean got serious also. "Let's see, all of a sudden I see two people who are calm and collected. Both are armed with serious heat.", he said to Jimmy. Sean continued on, "How the hell did you suddenly get here?", he asked Jimmy. "Yea! And the two of you ready to take on these zombies. How you explain that?', he also asked.
"Heh... I still believe that you still work for Umbrella. So you're under arrest.", replied Jimmy.
"Bitch! I don't have time for this shit. So back da hell up.", Sean told Jimmy, who wouldn't move.
"I can't do that...", replied Jimmy who got into his fighting stance.
Shaking his head slowly, Sean knew that this was going to be a very long night. Looking at Jimmy, Sean knew that he didn't have a choice or say in this. He was going to have to fight with Jimmy.
"Aight, show me yo got game...", Sean said as he signaled for Jimmy to make the first strike.
Running at Sean, Jimmy jumped up to deliver a jump spin kick followed by jump back kick. Quickly moving to the left, Sean performed a basketball dodge and got behind Jimmy. "Booyah!", Sean said as he delivered a front snap kick to Jimmy as he landed. As he stumbed some, Jimmy quickly turned around and delivered a back thrust kick to Sean's gut. Holding his gut some, Sean watched as Jimmy approached. As Jimmy got close, Sean went, "Yo!" as he him in the gut with a right knee. Feeling the wind knocked out of him, Jimmy did the same thing and hold his gut also.
Standing at the elevator, Francisco shook his head and said, "Damn..."
Slowly moving towards Jimmy, Sean executed a right hook to left side of his face. As Jimmy got knocked to the ground, he quickly countered performing a footsweep on Sean, who fell to the floor on his face.
Suddenly, the Tyrant burst to the floor. Quickly, both men got up and looked at the Tyrant. "Jimmy, catch!", Francisco said as he tossed Jimmy his gun. "Oh dayam!", Sean said as he came face to face with a Tyrant after several months. "Not those things again...", Sean said as he rolled pass the Tyrant and took his .38 handgun.
Keeping his distance away, Sean aimed at the Tyrant saying, "Hey big ugly!" and fired several rounds. Looking at Sean, the Tyrant blocked the shots with his big left claw as it approached Sean. Gradually, the Tyrant picked up speed as it charged head on towards Sean. Sean wouldn't back down as he kept on firing.
"Hey, over here...", Jimmy calmly said as he opened fire on the Tyrant. Turning around, the brute of a monster ran at Jimmy. Picking up his axe, Sean breathed heavily as he held it up with only one hand. Winding the arm back some, Sean brought it back forward as he threw the axe. As the axe spun in circles, the blade jabbed the Tyrant in the upper back.
Suddenly stopping, the Tyrant held his upper back in pain and looked back at Sean, who said "Yea! How you like me now, biotch!" Taking his chance, Sean fired several shots at the Tyrant's chest. The Tyrant stumbled back some as it yelled in pain and anger. Holstering his handgun, Sean took his chance and charged at the Tyrant.
Looking at what Sean was doing, Jimmy stood back asking, "Hey, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Using all of his strength and weight, Sean managed to spear tackle the Tyrant to the ground. Taking a few breaths of air, Sean mounted himself on the Tyrant. Looking at the Tyrant's grotesque face, Sean started mutilating it even more with his fists.
The blade of the axe jabbed further into the Tyrant's flesh as blood started seeping out and staining the expensive carpet. Sean kept on punching the Tyrant's face out. "This is for Chris! This is for Jill! This is for all the shit you and your damn Umbrella has done!", Sean burst out. With his rage and anger, Sean kept on punching faster and faster. The Tyrant's blood were on Sean's fists.
Watching the anger in his eyes, Jimmy slowly approached the angry Sean Hopper. Gently placing his hand on Sean's right shoulder, Jimmy said, "Calm down, I believe you." Sean continued to beat the Tyrant's face in with numerous punches as Jimmy tried to calm him down. "Hey, you need to be cool if you want to survive this...", he told Sean.
Sean slowly started to stop beating up the Tyrant. His breathing went back to normal as he looked at the Tyrant's busted up face. Suddenly, the Tyrant opened up his eyes and picked grabbed Sean by the neck. The Tyrant stood up as he picked Sean up and smacked Jimmy away in the process. Jimmy hit the wall, where he was out of commission for a few minutes.
"Oh damn...", said Francisco as he ran out of the elevator to help Sean. Kneeling down, Francisco aimed at the Tyrant's legs and opened fire.
The Tyrant turned around and stared at Francisco and tossed Sean away. Taking his chance, Sean took out the combat knife and threw it. Sean hit the ground and was rendered unconscious while the knife penetrated the Tyrant's head at the same time. Looking at the Tyrant's pupils, from blue, they turned icy white. Falling to its knees, the Tyrant slowly fell to the ground face first as it laid there dead.
Rushing to Jimmy's aid, Francisco slowly grabbed Jimmy's left arm and helped him up. "Thanks, I owe you one...", Jimmy told his partner. "No problemo, essa...", he told Jimmy in return. "Damn, that person.", Jimmy said as he saw Sean laying several feet from them.
Approaching the unconscious Sean, Jimmy kneeled down and saw the ID tags around his neck. Holding them up to his face, Jimmy started to read the tags, "Lieutenant Junior Grade Sean Hopper, United States Navy, Type AB, SEAL Team..." Looking at Jimmy, Francisco said, "He's United States Navy Special Operations Forces, the SEALs."
"Let's check his wallet...", Francisco said as Jimmy pulled Sean's wallet out. Looking at the contents inside, they found Sean's drivers license, Navy ID card, and STARS identification. "STARS? He worked with STARS?" asked Francisco.
"That must explain how he asserted himself in handling the undead.", Jimmy said as he took his shades back from Francisco.
Laughing, Sean went, "Ha! Makes you feel quite stupid..."
Shaking his head, Jimmy looked away from his partner saying, "Shut up..."
While rendered unconscious, Sean could see himself inside a large computer and informations room. Looking at himself, Sean could see that he was in his STARS uniform. From a security guard outfit, Sean was wearing black combat boots, black pants, a blue vest with 'STARS' on the back, fingerless gloves, and a gray shirt underneath. He also had his Navy cap worn backwards as he stood in the middle of the room.
"Where am I?", Sean asked, Turning to the left, he could see Jill Valentine standing there. She was in her traditional STARS uniform. Looking at Sean, Jill said, "You hardly pay attention, do you? This is the command center for STARS." The room was dark and surrounded by TV screens and computers, with people sitting and walking around.
"Oh coo...", Sean said. Sean started to remember his first day working with the STARS team. Standing to Sean's right was Chris Redfield and Rebecca Chambers. In front of them was Barry Burton. Barry took over leadership of their STARS group after the destruction of Raccoon City. Standing there, Barry took a good look at Sean Hopper saying, "You're the new guy."
"Yes sir...", Sean politely replied as he stood there relaxed. "Jill, how did you find this guy?", Barry asked out of curiousity. "I found Sean walking outside of this government building out of Norfolk, Virginia.", she told Barry and continued. "I walked up to Sean as I saw a discharge slip in his hand.", she finished.
"Sean, I'm going to tell you this. Take it as advice from a veteran of STARS.", Chris told Sean, giving him a pat on the back. Chris looked at Sean and said, "Your training as a SEAL will help but will not compare to the horrors we will face..."
He could remember Chris' exact words on that day. Sean remembered his first assignment as he accompanied Chris and Jill to this ghost town in New Mexico. Looking around, the town was deserted; windows were broken and doors were nailed shut. Piles of trash filled the lighted streets of this town. The town even had a bad stench to it.
"Damn, what's that smell? Why is it all around the streets?", Sean silently asked himself. He honestly thought that Chris was joking about how what he has fought would not compare to what he would soon about to face. Taking Chris' words under brief consideration, Sean turned on the flashlight on his left shoulder and submachinegun.
Slowly moving forward some, Sean took the lead as he aimed the light on his weapon from left to right in the line of sight. Something didn't feel right about this town to Sean. No fear would keep Sean from his mission. He knew that he couldn't let fears of the unknown get to him. Sean had a mission to do as the newest member of STARS.
Though Sean served in the SEALs for several years, he was green for his new occupation. He didn't know what to expect. Jill Valentine had the most faith in Sean's abilities. Holding his weapon tighly, Sean kept on walking forward down the lighted street. Moving forward some more, Sean could hear a faint sound in his left ear. "What's that?", he asked himself.
Being a SEAL, it was Sean's duty to investigate the sound. Quickly, Sean started to run toward the direction where the sound originated from. At a distance, Chris and Jill saw Sean rush in. "Sean, wait!!!", Chris yelled back as he went in hot pursuit of his new team member.
Sean kept on following the sound as it got louder and louder. It sounded like people having dinner outside or something. Making a sharp left turn, Sean ran towards an illuminated alley way. He ran faster to see if anybody was alright. Quickly, Sean stopped in his tracks to see something really horrible.
"What in the...", he said out loud. Sean's eyes were wide and his jaw slumped down some. Chris was right all along but it was like Sean getting hit with everything all at once. "Whoa...", he said to himself. His lips were trembling some as he backed away a bit.
Four zombies were feasting on the corpse of a young woman who was fearing for her life. Her eyes were wide open, with the pupils becoming icy white. The skin tone changed from olive to light blue. Dried blood came out from her mouth with a bite mark on the side of the neck. The zombies continued to feast on the woman's body.
One of the zombies managed to rip off her left arm. More blood started to squirt out as a bigger mess was made. For the first time, Sean has witnessed something shocking and horrendous. This was a sickening sight for Sean, his stomach started to churn. "I think I'm gonna be sick..."
One of the zombies turned around and spotted Sean. Looking at the fresh meat Sean could provide, the zombies rose up and staggered towards Sean. Looking at the corpse and then the zombies with blood and chewed up flesh in their mouths, Sean quickly backed away. Sean didn't know a lot of things so far but he knew one thing; he didn't want to end up like that unfortunate young woman.
Backing away, Sean opened fire on the four zombies. "Stay away you cannibals!", Sean yelled as he pulled the trigger. The sounds of gunfire alerted Chris and Jill to Sean's direction. Being pumped up with lead by Sean's gunfire, the zombies stumbled back. They wouldn't go down, no matter how much ammo Sean wasted on them. "What the hell?! Why won't you die!", he wondered. Sean kept his distance from the zombies while continuing to fire his weapon. He didn't know why they kept on coming. A bullet hole quickly formed through one of their foreheads.
Seeing that the zombie got shot in the head, Sean saw the undead cannibal fall to the ground dead. Turning around, Sean saw Jill standing there with her smoking handgun. Lifting the gun up to her lips, Jill blew the smoke away. "Sean, they're zombies...", Jill told her tall and muscular new partner.
"Zombies? I thought they only exist in movies...", Sean said astonishingly. Seeing what Jill did to take out the first zombie, Sean followed by example as he sent several slugs into the heads of the rest. All four zombies laid there dead, in a massive pool of their own infected blood. Quickly, Sean reloaded his weapon and looked around. Crowds of zombies started coming out from the dark. He couldn't believe it; they were up against an army of the undead. "I ain't seeing this...", said Sean as he shook his head in disbelief.
Standing next to Sean, Chris fired a few rounds from his shotgun and said, "I told you, so believe it..." Chris cocked the shotgun again and fired a few more shells. Hesitating at the frightening sight of the undead, Sean witnessed how persistent the zombies were. Zombies had their limbs blown off by Chris' shotgun; but despite what happened, the undead kept on moving. "This is unreal!", yelled Sean as he quickly assisted Chris in fighting off the zombies.
Looking at Sean, Chris replied with, "This was considered unreal, but the dark side of science and research made this possible...", and continued unloading his shells onto approaching zombies.
No matter how much damage Sean inflicted on the zombies, his once green expression turned into fright and terror. Sean's eyes were wide open in fear as he kept firing at the zombies. Two possible outcomes came to his mind. Sean would become their next feast or become one with the ranks of the undead. Looking at the poor young woman, who's body was dismembered, mutilated, and eaten, Sean didn't like that first outcome. Looking at the grotesque appearing zombies, Sean saw the horrible signs of decay and smelled the awful stench. Their eyes were icy white; the flesh was rotting and falling off, and they constantly needed to feed. Thinking about those two outcomes, Sean immediately snapped.
"Nah, nah! Ah hell nah!", Sean yelled as he aimed for the head area of the crowd of zombies. After seeing what could possibly happen to him, Sean wanted to end this confrontation as soon as possible. One shot after another, zombies quickly fell to the ground like flies. This was something that Sean totally did not expect at all. This event would place a scar in Sean's mind for the rest of his life.
Sean's first mission with STARS ended with a really sour note. But things would get worse than Sean could compass or fathom about. Mission by mission, Sean's psyche slowly started to shatter. Only working for STARS only three months, Sean has been on over one hundred and fifty missions. Each one slowly taking its toll on Sean. Sean witnessed things that he couldn't understand nor could he comprehend.
The man saw hunters, lickers, plants, insects, other types of bio-organic weapons, and even a few Tyrants. Sean was constantly scared and surprised to see what possible damage the t-virus could actually cause. The full potential of the t-virus sent chills down Sean's spine. Night by night, Sean would constantly be kicking and turning in his bed. The thoughts of witnessing numerous genetic mutations of the t-virus were more than enough to keep Sean awake and sweating.
It was possible for those hideous mutants to break into his apartment and kill him during sleep. If Sean fell asleep, he would constantly have nightmares of deserted and desolate towns, old mansions, and underground facilities. Eventually, everything accumulated and got to Sean. During the end of his last mission, Sean broke down in tears. Sean, Chris, Barry, and Rebecca were on a ship that quickly sailed away from an island. An explosion erupted on the island. Sean planted numerous explosive devices around the secluded facility. He couldn't bare to see anymore horrors afterwards.
Sean couldn't take it anymore. Sitting in the cabin area, Sean curled up in a corner bursting into tears. He didn't want to do anymore missions. What he wanted most, was out of STARS. Though, Sean felt that he couldn't go on anymore with the team, he felt that he let his family down. This was the first time that Sean ever quit. A day later, Sean turned in his resignation form and left the office. Carrying his green duffel bag, Sean walked away from the STARS building and never looked back. Standing outside the front doors was a teary eyed Jill Valentine. Jill silently said, "Im sorry for dragging you into our war...", and walked back inside the building.
Afterwards, Sean was admitted to a medical facility. For a year and a half, Sean has been receiving professional psychiatric help. He was given numerous drugs and sedatives to help ease his pain. Session after session, Sean couldn't get over the horrors he experienced with the STARS team. He still had nightmares during the night. His clothes were soaking in sweat every night.
The therapy sessions helped a lot thought, but it wasn't enough for Sean. Leaving the medical center, Sean lived the life of a quiet reclouse for several months. He never kept in touch with his navy buddies, former STARS members, and family. His family could understand why Sean quit the STARS team, but didn't understand why he didn't keep in touch. During those days, Sean resided in a martial arts shrine in Canada. Only one thing could help expunge the scars, long and vigorous martial arts training.
Standing in front of the punching bag, Sean could imagine the punching bag as zombies and monsters. At first, Sean crumbled to the ground before getting up. He would curl up in extreme fear of zombies approaching him. Sean's fear has a strong grip on him. Mentally, he wasn't strong enough to hit the punching bag. He was about to call it quits; immediately, somebody whacked him in the back of the head with a Kendo stick.
Feeling the blow, Sean turned around and held the back of his head. In an outburst, Sean said, "Ow, what the?" Standing there was Sean's sensei, Master Tomaki. An old but wise man. Tomaki's skin was light and wrinkled, a scar across his nose, a gray beard, and small bifocals. Sean's sensei stood there in sandals and a black Aikido gi, holding the Kendo stick in his right hand. Looking straight into Sean's eyes, Tomaki gave out a command, "Hit the bag now!!!"
Sean's expression was trembling. He didn't even hit the bag, yet his face was covered in sweat. His eyes were wide open, with the pupils becoming shorter. Inside, Sean could feel the chills down his spine. He was trembling and shaking inside. Sean couldn't punch the bag, but his sensei ordered him immediately.
"Look at you!",. the sensei yelled at Sean. Tomaki was getting impatient with Sean. Looking at a terrified Sean, Tomaki lashed out, "You dare defy and dishonor your master?! Hit the bag!" His master kept a sharp and sturn look on his face.
"He's right, it's only a punching bag...", Sean thought to himself. His black tanktop was already soaking in sweat. Turning around, Sean didn't think about the horrors for one bit and just swung a fist at the bag. "Again!!!", said Master Tomaki whacked Sean in the back with the stick. "Gah!!!", yelled Sean as he punched the bag again. This was the only thing Tomaki could think of in motivating Sean. In Sean's mind, it was to hit or be hit.
Sean kept swinging at the bag with furious punches. Spinning around, Sean executed a spinning hook kick with his right leg. "Good!", Tomaki said as he kept on smacking Sean with the stick. With every blow to the bag, Sean was able to release a bit of his fear. Sean's body was completely soaked in sweat. He kept at it for most of the day, just concentrating on the punching bag. Envisioning the bag as zombies and the monsters, Sean grew even more furious and kept on attacking.
To finish things off, Sean jumped up and spun in a 720 degree motion and finished with a spinning crescent kick. That last blow knocked the bag off its hinge and flew across the room. Standing there, Sean bent down some and breathed heavily. Letting out a heavy huff, Sean looked to the ground to see the big puddle of sweat that he's formed. Looking back, Sean saw his sensei form a smile across his face.
After that event in the training room, Sean could sleep in peace. He didn't worry about the zombies nor the horrors witnessed during his time with STARS. One night, Sean took out his phone and called his father. Hearing Sean's voice, his father was glad and relieved to finally hear from his son. For the whole night, Sean unloaded his whole experience with the STARS team with his father. Finally, he was able to master Tomaki style martial arts. Feeling good after those two years, Sean found himself in Geneva, Switzerland.
Finding a job as one of the heads of security for this hotel plaza, Sean finally felt peace with himself. He could function really well with is new job location. Conversing with his coworkers and the guests, he could feel himself starting a whole new slate. What Sean never realized was that an Umbrella facility lay dormant in the underground of the plaza.