The Ma19s.
Umbrella's Underground Lab
Bear County, New Mexico
Tuesday, June 27, 2001
0029 hrs.
"They're terrible looking creatures, aren't they?" said Andrew, "I know you're there. God, you're still little boy, Ryan."
"How did you know it was me?" asked Ryan. "You're telepathic, now?"
"I wish."
"What do you have to do, anyways?"
"Deactivate these creatures' tubes and test."
"Ok. Now, what are they?"
"Don't worry about it, Ryan. You will probably be dead, if one of these escaped."
"I can hold own, you know."
"Maybe, you can. But 15 people were kill, because of only three of these."
"Wow. Those people were weak." Ryan started to laugh.
"Funny. It's done. Come on, let's go to train, and get the fuck outta here."
"Not so fast," a mysterious voice said. "Sorry, Andrew. But, Umbrella wants them released."
"Who are you?" demanded Andrew.
"It's me, Roger. The Ma19s were designed to kill, right?" he waited, knowing that Andrew wasn't go to answer. "And they will.
"You, boy. Activate the release system, now."
Andrew nodded at Ryan, telling him to do it. So, he did. Watching the creatures come to life was horrible. No telling, what Umbrella was trying to create here, but he knew that those creatures might as well, kill him, now.
"Go. Go, now, my creatures. You shall be called 'Creeper', and you, Andrew, will be first to di..."
"Run. Come on, Andrew. Let's get the fuck outta here."
Leave Roger to be killed should had been hard, but since that bastard try kill them, it wasn't. Shooting him in the leg wasn't a bad idea, but since they ran before Roger was dead. They couldn't see that the creepers were using the ventilation system to escape.
Ryan and Andrew had been gone for a long time. None of them had any idea how extensive the tunnels were, but from what Brad had seen they all looked alike. Ryan and Andrew could have gotten lost, on their way back.
In any case, staying put wasn't going to help anything. Brad stood up, looking for the controls for the train, and silently walked towards them.
A low, grinding rumble reverberated through the heavy stonewalls, a sound like something big moving. Brad instinctively ran to where the rest were. He started to reload his colt, and saw that Vanessa was reloading the shotgun. He shuddered, remembering the creature that had attack Ryan and Vanessa, earlier. Maybe it had followed them; they all need to watch each other's backs.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
Footsteps, headed in their direction, and it couldn't be Andrew or Ryan because the sound of the footsteps were heavy, plodding. But too far apart…deliberate. And he saw what was making the loud footsteps. It was huge, and shaped like a lion. A barrel-chested creature with wolf-like pupils, and a gaping, slavering jaw filled with bladed teeth. Bone-like claws where it's hands should have been. It was about 6 ft 2, but to Brad that was impossible.
Shooting at it was going in where. It just stood there, but then…TATTATATTATATTA…the creature fell, revealing Andrew with a machine gun in his hands, and Ryan with his rifle.
Umbrella's Underground Lab
Bear County, New Mexico
Tuesday, June 27, 2001
0029 hrs.
"They're terrible looking creatures, aren't they?" said Andrew, "I know you're there. God, you're still little boy, Ryan."
"How did you know it was me?" asked Ryan. "You're telepathic, now?"
"I wish."
"What do you have to do, anyways?"
"Deactivate these creatures' tubes and test."
"Ok. Now, what are they?"
"Don't worry about it, Ryan. You will probably be dead, if one of these escaped."
"I can hold own, you know."
"Maybe, you can. But 15 people were kill, because of only three of these."
"Wow. Those people were weak." Ryan started to laugh.
"Funny. It's done. Come on, let's go to train, and get the fuck outta here."
"Not so fast," a mysterious voice said. "Sorry, Andrew. But, Umbrella wants them released."
"Who are you?" demanded Andrew.
"It's me, Roger. The Ma19s were designed to kill, right?" he waited, knowing that Andrew wasn't go to answer. "And they will.
"You, boy. Activate the release system, now."
Andrew nodded at Ryan, telling him to do it. So, he did. Watching the creatures come to life was horrible. No telling, what Umbrella was trying to create here, but he knew that those creatures might as well, kill him, now.
"Go. Go, now, my creatures. You shall be called 'Creeper', and you, Andrew, will be first to di..."
"Run. Come on, Andrew. Let's get the fuck outta here."
Leave Roger to be killed should had been hard, but since that bastard try kill them, it wasn't. Shooting him in the leg wasn't a bad idea, but since they ran before Roger was dead. They couldn't see that the creepers were using the ventilation system to escape.
Ryan and Andrew had been gone for a long time. None of them had any idea how extensive the tunnels were, but from what Brad had seen they all looked alike. Ryan and Andrew could have gotten lost, on their way back.
In any case, staying put wasn't going to help anything. Brad stood up, looking for the controls for the train, and silently walked towards them.
A low, grinding rumble reverberated through the heavy stonewalls, a sound like something big moving. Brad instinctively ran to where the rest were. He started to reload his colt, and saw that Vanessa was reloading the shotgun. He shuddered, remembering the creature that had attack Ryan and Vanessa, earlier. Maybe it had followed them; they all need to watch each other's backs.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
Footsteps, headed in their direction, and it couldn't be Andrew or Ryan because the sound of the footsteps were heavy, plodding. But too far apart…deliberate. And he saw what was making the loud footsteps. It was huge, and shaped like a lion. A barrel-chested creature with wolf-like pupils, and a gaping, slavering jaw filled with bladed teeth. Bone-like claws where it's hands should have been. It was about 6 ft 2, but to Brad that was impossible.
Shooting at it was going in where. It just stood there, but then…TATTATATTATATTA…the creature fell, revealing Andrew with a machine gun in his hands, and Ryan with his rifle.