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especially...).....oh.........well, here's the next chapter in this long-
ass fic and I hope you enjoy this and this will not be as confusing either,
promise......but the previous chapter will fit in just nicely when it all
comes together.......hee hee hee......I'm being diabolical right now, can
you see? I move my right eyebrow first......then my left
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have any idea about what that last chapter was about, tell me....I'll tell
you if you're right.....it's pretty hard to get and not very
obvious.....hint: it's foreshadowing......if you don't know what that
means, ask me....I know what it is........anyone who gets it right gets a
candy.......
THE ASSAULT Chapter 8: The Day Before the Dawn
By: EvilQuatreX(.......told you.....)
New York. The time was 9 in the morning and they had finally finished with the guns, each one of them passed Barry's almost anally-retentive inspection, according to Leon as a joke. At 7, Ark had left the hangar to get the fuel for the helicopter, but since it was pretty hard to find, they planned it a week in advance so they wouldn't waste time on the helicopter instead of the mission.
They had a connection with the local Air Force base and had managed to get some fuel for the copter for about $2,500 and a few beers at the friendly neighborhood strip joint. At about 9:30, Ark was dropped off at the hangar with the fuel. After the copter was filled up, the guys who drove the truck left. Now that the helicopter was fueled up and all the weapons were ready to go, they decided to load up the copter with as much ammunition and weaponry that it could hold while they were inside as well.
"Oh shit.....um...guys....we have a problem...." Ark said nervously while he was looking at the Umbrella Factory's schedule on his laptop.
"What now?" Jill said, a little annoyed at whenever Ark said there was a problem because she had heard that word too many times in her life.
"Well, the schedule says that they won't be bringing in the new security until later. I guess that means we can procrastinate..."
"What? Assholes....." Leon said while he loaded two uzis into the helicopter. "What now?"
".....we hit it tomorrow, early in the morning," Chris stated to the group. "We still have too much to pack up into the chopper to do it today."
"Tch.....so NOW what do we do?" Leon asked rhetorically.
".....well, this might be the last day we're alive, so we better make the best of it," Claire said, trying to lighten the mood.
"...true........ok everyone, do what you want, I guess that's the best approach to this," Leon said, "BUT.....I had a little something stored away for this day, hold on a sec...." As Leon went away to get his little 'surprise,' the rest started talking. While everyone was talking, Chris excluded himself from the group and went to the planning room to find a piece of poster board. Barry thought he should follow, but didn't.
Leon came back with a cardboard box. Once he set it down, everyone knew what the surprise was.
"Come on Leon, couldn't you have at least gone a little classier than Jack Daniels?" Jill teased as she reached into the box and pulled out one of the bottles of liquor and a plastic cup that was aside from the 4 other bottles of Jack Daniels. She poured herself a half cup and passed the bottle to Leon, who also passed the cups around.When the bottle went around to everyone except Chris, who was still in the planning room hunting for poster board, Jill gave a toast to everyone.
"Just pray to God that we don't die tomorrow." Everyone hit their cups against each others and drank to Jill's toast. Even though that was a big concern of them all, they didn't worry too much about it. The sat down and sparked up a long conversation.
Meanwhile, Chris had found a poster board and was cutting out shapes in it with a combat knife. Once he was done with it, he found a spraypaint can lying around and went to the helicopter. When Chris got to the copter, Barry noticed him and went to see what he was doing.
Chris was just about done spraypainting the front right side of the helicopter.
"...you still can't forget about it, can you?"
"Hmm?....no, I can't....but I'm doing this for another reason....."
"And what reason is that?"
"To get back at someone...."
"...mmm...but he's dead, isn't he?"
Chris didn't answer him. He just stood in place silently.
"...no. He HAS to be dead!! I saw him die!!"
"....well, he's still alive....in one way or another......" Chris said as he moved onto the other side of the helicopter. Chris then started spraying the other side while answering Barry's questions.
"How could he be alive, that white freak killed him!!!"
"......then he didn't finish the job. Wesker's company probably injected him with some virus that made him into a walking tank. It couldn't have killed him even if it wanted to...."
"How do you know all of this?"
"I got an up-close-and-personal look at him. More specifically, his fists and feet."
"Ouch.......still, who gave him the virus and what is it?"
"I don't know.....let's ask him," Chris said as he put the finishing touches of spray paint on the helicopter. When he took it off, he let out a little smile. "We'll definitely ask him."
"Yeah. Want a drink?"
"Sure."
The two men left the helicopter, the poster board and spray can next to it. On the helicopter's side in black was the most feared symbol that Wesker could ever imagine.
S.T.A.R.S.
Everyone was in the conversation at that point drinking while talking, each sentence getting weirder and weirder due to people getting drunker little by little. They didn't drink more than two cups because they knew if they wanted to take that factory down, they would have to be in the right frame of mind to do it.
After a while, Leon went to the planning room to check on Umbrella's plans to make sure nothing else changed. Five minutes after Leon left, Claire wanted to talk to Leon, so she left to go to the planning room. She hadn't felt drunk because Chris let her drink back then, so she wouldn't be left out of the social clique. When she got to the planning room, she saw Leon at the laptop looking at the Umbrella schedule.
"Did they change anything else?" Claire asked, seeing Leon turn his head to look at her from the corner of his eye.
"No, just the security so far. What's up?" Leon spun around to face Claire to start a conversation.
"Oh, um....not much....How's Sherry?"
"Um....she's..." Claire thought the worst possible scenario.
"Leon?"
"Umbrella's rival got to her because she had a piece of the G-virus....I'm sorry, I didn't look after her well enough."
Claire was a little heartbroken, but calmed herself down. "Don't worry, we'll get her back right after we take this factory, ok?"
Leon was relieved that Claire wasn't going to kill him and sad that he had been so careless in keeping an eye on Sherry. At that point, Claire changed the subject to a more uplifting one.
"Um...Leon?"
"...yeah?"
"Are you.....do you have a girlfriend?"
"..no, why?"
"Oh, just wondering...any particular reason why?"
"Well, probably because I haven't found the right girl yet....that's the best answer I could tell you now..."
"Oh..."
"Um.....Claire?"
"Yes?" Claire asked, trying not to sound excited.
"Can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Well, I haven't really found the right girl because I guess I tried too hard in the past, you know, like trying to make something happen. But when the most unexpected thing happened, I thought I had found the right one. I thought she was perfect; she was smart, funny, kind....but then, one day, I never saw her again...."
"I'm so sorry Leon," Claire said as she hugged Leon, trying to comfort him. "She'll come back to you."
"....I think she already has," Leon said while he returned the hug. Claire couldn't believe what she had heard and looked up at Leon's eyes.
"Claire, you were the one who I kept myself alive for in Raccoon City. I thought that, if I couldn't see you again, my life wouldn't have a purpose. I wouldn't be there to hold you, or comfort you or protect you or anything. Claire, you kept me alive. You kept me alive because I love you."
"Oh Leon...." Claire said as she broke into tears and buried her head into Leon's chest.
"Shh.....don't cry," Leon whispered into her ear while he wiped her tears away with his finger. He brought her face up to look at his with his hand.
"I love you Claire."
"I love you too, Leon."
They kissed. To them, the world stopped, nothing at that moment was more important than their love for each other. They kissed passionately for longer than they could remember.
HA! another chapter down!!! Sorry that ended so abruptly, but it got the point across, didn't it? I hope that chapter was pretty good for people, so please review if you want to...I like reviews....reviews are those I like........well, Later, I'll try to get the other chapters up soon. See you on the flip side.
THE ASSAULT Chapter 8: The Day Before the Dawn
By: EvilQuatreX(.......told you.....)
New York. The time was 9 in the morning and they had finally finished with the guns, each one of them passed Barry's almost anally-retentive inspection, according to Leon as a joke. At 7, Ark had left the hangar to get the fuel for the helicopter, but since it was pretty hard to find, they planned it a week in advance so they wouldn't waste time on the helicopter instead of the mission.
They had a connection with the local Air Force base and had managed to get some fuel for the copter for about $2,500 and a few beers at the friendly neighborhood strip joint. At about 9:30, Ark was dropped off at the hangar with the fuel. After the copter was filled up, the guys who drove the truck left. Now that the helicopter was fueled up and all the weapons were ready to go, they decided to load up the copter with as much ammunition and weaponry that it could hold while they were inside as well.
"Oh shit.....um...guys....we have a problem...." Ark said nervously while he was looking at the Umbrella Factory's schedule on his laptop.
"What now?" Jill said, a little annoyed at whenever Ark said there was a problem because she had heard that word too many times in her life.
"Well, the schedule says that they won't be bringing in the new security until later. I guess that means we can procrastinate..."
"What? Assholes....." Leon said while he loaded two uzis into the helicopter. "What now?"
".....we hit it tomorrow, early in the morning," Chris stated to the group. "We still have too much to pack up into the chopper to do it today."
"Tch.....so NOW what do we do?" Leon asked rhetorically.
".....well, this might be the last day we're alive, so we better make the best of it," Claire said, trying to lighten the mood.
"...true........ok everyone, do what you want, I guess that's the best approach to this," Leon said, "BUT.....I had a little something stored away for this day, hold on a sec...." As Leon went away to get his little 'surprise,' the rest started talking. While everyone was talking, Chris excluded himself from the group and went to the planning room to find a piece of poster board. Barry thought he should follow, but didn't.
Leon came back with a cardboard box. Once he set it down, everyone knew what the surprise was.
"Come on Leon, couldn't you have at least gone a little classier than Jack Daniels?" Jill teased as she reached into the box and pulled out one of the bottles of liquor and a plastic cup that was aside from the 4 other bottles of Jack Daniels. She poured herself a half cup and passed the bottle to Leon, who also passed the cups around.When the bottle went around to everyone except Chris, who was still in the planning room hunting for poster board, Jill gave a toast to everyone.
"Just pray to God that we don't die tomorrow." Everyone hit their cups against each others and drank to Jill's toast. Even though that was a big concern of them all, they didn't worry too much about it. The sat down and sparked up a long conversation.
Meanwhile, Chris had found a poster board and was cutting out shapes in it with a combat knife. Once he was done with it, he found a spraypaint can lying around and went to the helicopter. When Chris got to the copter, Barry noticed him and went to see what he was doing.
Chris was just about done spraypainting the front right side of the helicopter.
"...you still can't forget about it, can you?"
"Hmm?....no, I can't....but I'm doing this for another reason....."
"And what reason is that?"
"To get back at someone...."
"...mmm...but he's dead, isn't he?"
Chris didn't answer him. He just stood in place silently.
"...no. He HAS to be dead!! I saw him die!!"
"....well, he's still alive....in one way or another......" Chris said as he moved onto the other side of the helicopter. Chris then started spraying the other side while answering Barry's questions.
"How could he be alive, that white freak killed him!!!"
"......then he didn't finish the job. Wesker's company probably injected him with some virus that made him into a walking tank. It couldn't have killed him even if it wanted to...."
"How do you know all of this?"
"I got an up-close-and-personal look at him. More specifically, his fists and feet."
"Ouch.......still, who gave him the virus and what is it?"
"I don't know.....let's ask him," Chris said as he put the finishing touches of spray paint on the helicopter. When he took it off, he let out a little smile. "We'll definitely ask him."
"Yeah. Want a drink?"
"Sure."
The two men left the helicopter, the poster board and spray can next to it. On the helicopter's side in black was the most feared symbol that Wesker could ever imagine.
S.T.A.R.S.
Everyone was in the conversation at that point drinking while talking, each sentence getting weirder and weirder due to people getting drunker little by little. They didn't drink more than two cups because they knew if they wanted to take that factory down, they would have to be in the right frame of mind to do it.
After a while, Leon went to the planning room to check on Umbrella's plans to make sure nothing else changed. Five minutes after Leon left, Claire wanted to talk to Leon, so she left to go to the planning room. She hadn't felt drunk because Chris let her drink back then, so she wouldn't be left out of the social clique. When she got to the planning room, she saw Leon at the laptop looking at the Umbrella schedule.
"Did they change anything else?" Claire asked, seeing Leon turn his head to look at her from the corner of his eye.
"No, just the security so far. What's up?" Leon spun around to face Claire to start a conversation.
"Oh, um....not much....How's Sherry?"
"Um....she's..." Claire thought the worst possible scenario.
"Leon?"
"Umbrella's rival got to her because she had a piece of the G-virus....I'm sorry, I didn't look after her well enough."
Claire was a little heartbroken, but calmed herself down. "Don't worry, we'll get her back right after we take this factory, ok?"
Leon was relieved that Claire wasn't going to kill him and sad that he had been so careless in keeping an eye on Sherry. At that point, Claire changed the subject to a more uplifting one.
"Um...Leon?"
"...yeah?"
"Are you.....do you have a girlfriend?"
"..no, why?"
"Oh, just wondering...any particular reason why?"
"Well, probably because I haven't found the right girl yet....that's the best answer I could tell you now..."
"Oh..."
"Um.....Claire?"
"Yes?" Claire asked, trying not to sound excited.
"Can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Well, I haven't really found the right girl because I guess I tried too hard in the past, you know, like trying to make something happen. But when the most unexpected thing happened, I thought I had found the right one. I thought she was perfect; she was smart, funny, kind....but then, one day, I never saw her again...."
"I'm so sorry Leon," Claire said as she hugged Leon, trying to comfort him. "She'll come back to you."
"....I think she already has," Leon said while he returned the hug. Claire couldn't believe what she had heard and looked up at Leon's eyes.
"Claire, you were the one who I kept myself alive for in Raccoon City. I thought that, if I couldn't see you again, my life wouldn't have a purpose. I wouldn't be there to hold you, or comfort you or protect you or anything. Claire, you kept me alive. You kept me alive because I love you."
"Oh Leon...." Claire said as she broke into tears and buried her head into Leon's chest.
"Shh.....don't cry," Leon whispered into her ear while he wiped her tears away with his finger. He brought her face up to look at his with his hand.
"I love you Claire."
"I love you too, Leon."
They kissed. To them, the world stopped, nothing at that moment was more important than their love for each other. They kissed passionately for longer than they could remember.
HA! another chapter down!!! Sorry that ended so abruptly, but it got the point across, didn't it? I hope that chapter was pretty good for people, so please review if you want to...I like reviews....reviews are those I like........well, Later, I'll try to get the other chapters up soon. See you on the flip side.