*Climbs out of a ditch* Phew....thank god my English class is done
for.....ACK!!! I am TOO far behind on this story!! I"M
SORRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!...I'm getting right into it from now on,
so I don't own any of the characters portrayed, blah blah, time for story.
THE ASSAULT Chapter 15: Two Leaders In One Room
By: EvilQuatreX(aka me)
S.T.A.R.S. was making their way down a long hall slowly, in case their 'friends' decided to pop up unexpectedly. Ark was leading the pack, mainly because he had the best hearing and could listen in on any troops waiting to ambush them at any moment. So far, so good for them.
They were all halfway down that long corridor when Chris said, "This doesn't feel right..."
"What doesn't?" asked Leon.
"All of this. I mean, we sure as hell didn't go by unnoticed when we got here, so why isn't any backup for that group back there? There has to be at least twice as many people as back there to take over a factory this big, much less enough people to stand watch for us AND to take over the place. This just doesn't add up....."
Suddenly, an automated voice rang over the intercom system throughout the factory "Main Gate Now Closing. Sub Gate Now Closing. Helipad Emergency Exit Now Open."
Then, an all-too familiar voice came on.
"Ah, Chris, so glad you decided to visit."
"Wesker!!" Chris had to be held back by Jill and Barry from breaking the intercom speaker above them.
"Well, you're too late. Once again. We have already finished our agenda for this place and now, we're leaving. That is, if you want to join us. We'll gladly invite you on, but on one condition."
"You and your friends must ride in coach. In body-bags. Have a nice day."
The intercom went dead after that.
Chris pounded the nearest wall with his fist. "Dammit!! Lost him again!!"
"Chris, we can still get up to the helipad before they take off," Jill told Chris reassuringly. "Most likely they'll have a trap set up for us, but if we get the drop on them first...then we'll have the advantage...and we won't let Wesker get away."
"I'll have to agree with Jill on this one," Barry chimed in. "All we have to do now is to make it up to the helipad before they expect us to, and then we can see what they're up to.
"...ok. We'll take that plan. Everyone, move up to the helipad A.S.A.P. Let's go, move, move, move!!" Chris yelled as they ran down the remaining hallway.
However, as they were running, a metal grate that Chris stepped on gave way, making Chris fall down the chute.
"Chris!!" Jill yelled as she went to see down the chute.
"Go on without me!!! I'll catch up to you!!!" Chris yelled as he went down the chute.
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Team FOXHOUND was making their way towards the data room at this point. Snake was in the lead, followed by Octopus, then Wolf, then Ocelot. They expected there to be more enemies on their way, but there were none.
As they walked down a corridor, Snake noticed something that didn't feel right. He heard a loud crack when he stepped on a spot in the floor. All of a sudden, the floor gave way, causing Snake to fall down the pit into a lower room.
"I'll catch up with you!! Move, now!!" Snake yelled as he fell down the pit. As Wolf and Ocelot took their orders without question, Octopus stood there, looking into the pit, only seeing darkness.
"Come on, Octopus, let's go," Wolf said calmly.
".....all right...."
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At the same time, Chris had been let out of the seemingly endless chute into an empty room in a basement and Snake hit solid ground and rolled to take off some of the landing shock. However, they both held each other at gunpoint after seeing one another, Snake kneeling on one knee with his assault rifle and Chris standing upright with his shotgun.
"Who are you!?!" Snake yelled at the man.
"No one you need to know right now!!" Chris yelled back.
While the two men had each other in a staredown, they both pointed their guns at the sound of a loud clank on the ground. Clank. Clank. Clank. When the sound was closer to the corner, the maker of the sound was in clear view. The maker of the sound was already dead, however, holding a lead pipe. Soon after, about fifteen more were visible and were slowly surrounding the two.
"We can catch up later on introductions," Chris said as he shot the zombie holding the lead pipe in the chest.
Snake saw this as an invitation to shoot anything that moved. He got up from his kneeling position and started shooting at the zombies coming from his right. The two were eventually surrounded by zombies and were against each others backs, staring the zombies down with their weapons. There were about thirty now, each hungry for live flesh.
Snake saw a door past the zombies and signaled to Chris about it. "This way, come on!!" The two barreled through the zombies blocking their path to the door, ran full speed and went through the door while avoiding becoming zombie food. Chris slammed the door shut after Snake got in. They looked around the room and saw that there was nothing but desks, them and another door leading out.
"Ok, I have more questions, now," Snake said to Chris.
"Shoot 'em off, I probably know more about them than I should."
"Ok, what the hell are those things?"
"We just call them zombies. Call them whatever you want. They're already dead, they don't care."
"..I'll stick with zombies. Next, who are you and why are you here?"
"I'm Chris. My friends and I have a score to settle with the asshole who had a hand in making those things. Ok, now time for some of my questions."
"Go ahead, plan's already botched as it is."
"Who are you and your friends? I know you didn't come on your own."
"Solid Snake."
"Your parents aren't that creative, are they?"
Snake ignored that last comment and kept talking. "I'm part of an organization to stop things like this from happening."
"What's the name?"
"CIA"
"You're lying."
"What?"
"You're lying."
"Why do you say that?"
"CIA agents don't have that kind of gear. I'm not stupid."
Snake muttered under his breath 'could've fooled me'
"What was that?"
"I'm FOXHOUND."
"FOXHOUND?"
"Don't ask. I'll kill you."
"Why would you do that to a chance to your survival here?"
"Company orders."
"Hmm...figures......we better get moving, or those things'll bust the door down," Chris said as he got up from his sitting position on the desk and went towards the door without zombies crowding it.
"Right."
The two moved through the door, on their way to the helipad.
Ok, that chapter's done. I'm sorry again for how long it has been since I've done a chapter, but I'll be able to get them up sooner, now that I don't have a certain class that won't demand any of my time *coughwritinglabcough*....wow, I must be getting sick or something.......damn cold.....well, R and R, please, and later.
THE ASSAULT Chapter 15: Two Leaders In One Room
By: EvilQuatreX(aka me)
S.T.A.R.S. was making their way down a long hall slowly, in case their 'friends' decided to pop up unexpectedly. Ark was leading the pack, mainly because he had the best hearing and could listen in on any troops waiting to ambush them at any moment. So far, so good for them.
They were all halfway down that long corridor when Chris said, "This doesn't feel right..."
"What doesn't?" asked Leon.
"All of this. I mean, we sure as hell didn't go by unnoticed when we got here, so why isn't any backup for that group back there? There has to be at least twice as many people as back there to take over a factory this big, much less enough people to stand watch for us AND to take over the place. This just doesn't add up....."
Suddenly, an automated voice rang over the intercom system throughout the factory "Main Gate Now Closing. Sub Gate Now Closing. Helipad Emergency Exit Now Open."
Then, an all-too familiar voice came on.
"Ah, Chris, so glad you decided to visit."
"Wesker!!" Chris had to be held back by Jill and Barry from breaking the intercom speaker above them.
"Well, you're too late. Once again. We have already finished our agenda for this place and now, we're leaving. That is, if you want to join us. We'll gladly invite you on, but on one condition."
"You and your friends must ride in coach. In body-bags. Have a nice day."
The intercom went dead after that.
Chris pounded the nearest wall with his fist. "Dammit!! Lost him again!!"
"Chris, we can still get up to the helipad before they take off," Jill told Chris reassuringly. "Most likely they'll have a trap set up for us, but if we get the drop on them first...then we'll have the advantage...and we won't let Wesker get away."
"I'll have to agree with Jill on this one," Barry chimed in. "All we have to do now is to make it up to the helipad before they expect us to, and then we can see what they're up to.
"...ok. We'll take that plan. Everyone, move up to the helipad A.S.A.P. Let's go, move, move, move!!" Chris yelled as they ran down the remaining hallway.
However, as they were running, a metal grate that Chris stepped on gave way, making Chris fall down the chute.
"Chris!!" Jill yelled as she went to see down the chute.
"Go on without me!!! I'll catch up to you!!!" Chris yelled as he went down the chute.
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Team FOXHOUND was making their way towards the data room at this point. Snake was in the lead, followed by Octopus, then Wolf, then Ocelot. They expected there to be more enemies on their way, but there were none.
As they walked down a corridor, Snake noticed something that didn't feel right. He heard a loud crack when he stepped on a spot in the floor. All of a sudden, the floor gave way, causing Snake to fall down the pit into a lower room.
"I'll catch up with you!! Move, now!!" Snake yelled as he fell down the pit. As Wolf and Ocelot took their orders without question, Octopus stood there, looking into the pit, only seeing darkness.
"Come on, Octopus, let's go," Wolf said calmly.
".....all right...."
-------------------
At the same time, Chris had been let out of the seemingly endless chute into an empty room in a basement and Snake hit solid ground and rolled to take off some of the landing shock. However, they both held each other at gunpoint after seeing one another, Snake kneeling on one knee with his assault rifle and Chris standing upright with his shotgun.
"Who are you!?!" Snake yelled at the man.
"No one you need to know right now!!" Chris yelled back.
While the two men had each other in a staredown, they both pointed their guns at the sound of a loud clank on the ground. Clank. Clank. Clank. When the sound was closer to the corner, the maker of the sound was in clear view. The maker of the sound was already dead, however, holding a lead pipe. Soon after, about fifteen more were visible and were slowly surrounding the two.
"We can catch up later on introductions," Chris said as he shot the zombie holding the lead pipe in the chest.
Snake saw this as an invitation to shoot anything that moved. He got up from his kneeling position and started shooting at the zombies coming from his right. The two were eventually surrounded by zombies and were against each others backs, staring the zombies down with their weapons. There were about thirty now, each hungry for live flesh.
Snake saw a door past the zombies and signaled to Chris about it. "This way, come on!!" The two barreled through the zombies blocking their path to the door, ran full speed and went through the door while avoiding becoming zombie food. Chris slammed the door shut after Snake got in. They looked around the room and saw that there was nothing but desks, them and another door leading out.
"Ok, I have more questions, now," Snake said to Chris.
"Shoot 'em off, I probably know more about them than I should."
"Ok, what the hell are those things?"
"We just call them zombies. Call them whatever you want. They're already dead, they don't care."
"..I'll stick with zombies. Next, who are you and why are you here?"
"I'm Chris. My friends and I have a score to settle with the asshole who had a hand in making those things. Ok, now time for some of my questions."
"Go ahead, plan's already botched as it is."
"Who are you and your friends? I know you didn't come on your own."
"Solid Snake."
"Your parents aren't that creative, are they?"
Snake ignored that last comment and kept talking. "I'm part of an organization to stop things like this from happening."
"What's the name?"
"CIA"
"You're lying."
"What?"
"You're lying."
"Why do you say that?"
"CIA agents don't have that kind of gear. I'm not stupid."
Snake muttered under his breath 'could've fooled me'
"What was that?"
"I'm FOXHOUND."
"FOXHOUND?"
"Don't ask. I'll kill you."
"Why would you do that to a chance to your survival here?"
"Company orders."
"Hmm...figures......we better get moving, or those things'll bust the door down," Chris said as he got up from his sitting position on the desk and went towards the door without zombies crowding it.
"Right."
The two moved through the door, on their way to the helipad.
Ok, that chapter's done. I'm sorry again for how long it has been since I've done a chapter, but I'll be able to get them up sooner, now that I don't have a certain class that won't demand any of my time *coughwritinglabcough*....wow, I must be getting sick or something.......damn cold.....well, R and R, please, and later.