Resident Evil: Corruption
Disclaimer: Resident Evil is Copyright Capcom. All ideas are meant to be original and hopefully it doesn't look like II copied off of someone.
NOTE: PLEASE READ THE BOTTOM OF THE FIC! I STILL NEED INPUT!!
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Claire Finds Out
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Chris stretched his arms. The day after the fiasco in the Underground, AURA had received the parts from David. After a few hours (AN: because they just COULDN'T read the manual _ ), Chris, Ark, Billy, Barry, and Carlos had successfully set the equipment up, while Jill and Rebecca stood by the door, drinking coffee and watching them try to work together.
"Men," Jill had said, rolling her eyes, causing Rebecca to giggle.
Now, everyone was gathered around Chris, well, everyone except for Claire, who was still in her room. Jill and Billy were managing the files, Carlos and Rebecca were acting as runners, just in case they needed anything, and Barry, Ark, and Chris manned the computers, both men on either side of Chris.
"Well, let's test this stuff out, see if it was worth the time and trouble," Barry stated.
"Yeah, and the laughs," Jill smirked, getting glares shot at her from the guys. Rebecca giggled again.
"Well, Jill's right, it was funny when Ark tripped and hit the ground face first," the ex-medic laughed.
"How was I supposed to know Carlos put that box there…" Ark mumbled, slightly blushing and turning away.
"It was even better when Billy tripped over Ark, bringing Carlos down, who fell into Chris, who knocked it all down, making them start over!" Jill added, making everyone except Barry blush like Ark.
"Anyways," Chris said, turning back to the computer. "Back on task. This better work." Barry turned the computer on, and everyone seemed to hold their breath at the same time, the air of the room becoming tense. They all watched as Chris typed on the computer, the black screen filling with white-lettered codes.
"Billy, Jill, find the passwords, will ya?" Chris said. The two nodded as they began to search through folders. After a few minutes, Billy pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of paper and handed it to Ark, who, in turn, handed it to Chris. Chris checked it. It was a list of possible passwords that Umbrella used, none of them simple.
Might as well start with the top and go down, Chris though as he began typing. Everyone gazed at the screen.
Please input access code:
F943K40G30 - F9SFF8FD0
The tension stirred slightly as the computer made random mechanical noises. Then….
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Access Denied
Undaunted, Chris tried the next one.
WK3490FLF - ER04K2746
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Access Denied
Third time's the charm, Chris thought as he picked the third one, Barry marking off each one as they went.
LWH03J30R - IO39ND03N
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Access Denied
At this, Chris growled. It was like the computer was making fun of him. Annoyed he picked a random password.
JO3IJS0DK9 - NDSK92KJ
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Access Granted
Everyone let out a breath of air, Chris just stared at the computer, gawking. He shook himself out of it, and continued typing, checking the files he found.
Cmmd: File Search
Show Files?: /Y, /N
/Y
Searching Files
Show Hidden?: /Y, /N
/Y
Password Required:
Chris looked at the sheet again, looking for the password. A week ago, when Carlos was leaving their safe house to pick up some supplies they order at night, when he saw an envelope just outside the warehouse doors. Inside was the sheet of paper with the pass codes for Umbrella. Obviously, someone knew that AURA's hideout was somewhere in the complex, and though they were worried, the group figured that whoever gave this to them was on their side.
536-357-096-6574
Access Granted. Showing Files
[K:]
Spill_Reports
Employee_Data
BOW_Battle_Info
Wesker_Report1.txt
Wesker_Report2.txt
D_I_J_.txt
Security_Switchoff.txt
HCF_Captured_Viruses.txt
Owner_History.txt
Recent_Project.txt
DNA_Mutation.exe
Tyrant_Effect.exe
121.gif
Paris_Base_Map.gif
Raccoon_Base_Map.gif
Rockfort_Base_Map.gif
OR1.gif
RE3.gif
Chris, though wanting to read Wesker's Report, knew that they were looking for certain information.
"HCF…" began Rebecca. "Chris, didn't you say that that's where Wesker works now?"
Chris nodded as he downloaded the files onto a disk. "We'll check it out in a second. It would be good to get some insight about what we're up again. But let's check out the shift times for security first, and get them printed." He opened the file, and a list streamed out.
24:10-06-59
07:01-14:59
15:01-22:59
23:01-23:59
"Two minute gaps," Barry sighed. "That gives us no time what-so-ever to even get in."
"Wait," Ark commanded. "There's an 11 minute one, 23:59-24:10."
"He's right," Billy said. "What for though?"
"Sleeping arrangements, restocking supplies, changing passwords, stuff like that," Carlos told. When everyone stared at him, he shrugged, "What? I worked with them. I was a mercenary."
"Well," Chris started, printing out the times and clicking on and printing the Paris Map, "this is good for starters. Later we'll dig further into the system. Not much else to really check out other than the viruses Wesker's group got." He clicked on the .txt file and started to read it.
T-Virus: Stolen when Albert Wesker became traitorous. However, Wesker died in the attempt.
G-Virus: Gathered from the G-Virus monster, who was the late William Birkin. As a side note, battle data also was collected from the G-monster.
T-Veronica Virus: Attained from Prisoner 267, after Alexia Ashford injected the victim with it. We, however, have no samples of the virus, and it has been planned to raid HCF for it. It is believed that Prisoner 267 is being held at HCF HQs, but whether he is alive or not is unsure.
"They basically have all of the viruses," Jill muttered.
"Except the Progenitor," said Billy, crossing his arms.
"T-Veronica Virus," Barry said under his breath. "Chris, didn't Claire mention something about that."
Chris nodded solemnly. "Yeah… It was the virus Alexia used on herself. Prisoner 267 was… a friend of Claire's… Steve Burnside, I think his name was… You guys, we can't let Claire see this. They were really close at Rockfort and Antarctica. Claire might go after him if she does…." The all agreed, then turned the computer off, staying in the room to discuss what else to do.
Meanwhile, Claire turned away from the slightly opened door. She had been spying on the group since she woke up. She started to slowly walk away to her room, then closed the door and started rummaging through her stuff. Chris wanted her to be safe, and she felt bad about doing this, but..
"Maybe he'll come back, just as I did…"
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Wesker rummaged through the new folders he had on his desk, trying to find anything of interest. Sure he had to read the entire pile, but if he was going to start, he might has well have started with something interesting. Most of it was nothing new, as Umbrella hadn't been up to anything lately. Other stuff had to do with the usual shipment of supplies. A few more had to do with legal documents he needed to sign. He sighed. It was going to be a long night….
Knock, knock, knock.
"Enter," he said gruffly, not at all in the mood for a visitor.
"Sir," one of his guard employees said as they entered the room. "We believe to have a security breach in sector E-5. Approximately six people were seen on screen 4, three on screen 7, and five on screen 10."
"Well, do something about it!"
The soldier saluted. "Yes sir!" He left, and Wesker rubbed his temples. He was just not in the mood to deal with them right now. Suddenly, a siren went off, and the light shifted to red. He waited for a report to come in. Then he thought that the siren was getting to him, but he could have sworn he heard a hissing sound….
Wesker dropped to the floor, unconscious. Four people walked into the room, one of them a scientist with neck-long blond hair, the rest men clad in black. One of them picked up the can on the floor, which had emitted a gas that could knock a B.O.W. out for days at end.
"Pick him up," the woman commanded, nudging the sleeping Wesker with her shoe. "We go to get him out of here and back to base before they realize we were here." Two of them walked over to Wesker and picked him up, his sunglasses falling off in the process. He was sleeping soundly.
"Ma'am," the other soldier called, a radio in hand. "The teams just reported in. Team Virgo and Team Orion are safe and out, but Team Charlie got trapped in the Testing Chamber. Apparently they were chased down and locked in, and the chamber is shutting off its oxygen circulation system. In other words, they're suffocating to death and are requesting our help." The woman closed her eyes for a few minutes, then reopened them.
"Leave them. Our orders were to capture our prey and get out. We can't take chances. From here on out they're on their own, and they know what to do if they're about to get caught." She fingered the mechanism inside her lab coat. It was a small button they all had to wear. Pushing it would cause the wearer to erupt in immense flames. It was meant for extreme secrecy.
"Let's go."
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I want to apologize on behalf of me. Fanfiction.net STILL hasn't fixed the problem, so I got sick and tired of it and took the problem into my own hands. I took the fic down and reuploaded it. However, doing this deletes the reviews. I felt REALLY bad deleting the reviews, because I didn't expect any at first. I wanted to say thank you to all who reviewed. I put them back up again by myself, in the order they appeared. If you don't want yours back up, just tell me and I'll delete it for you. Thanks again.
I still need input on:
How much gore
And
What Kind of Couplings
Thnkx to:
Lady: KK, gore for you then. ^_^ Might take a while though, I gotta get to the good stuff (which is why I'm writing more, I'm getting sooooo antsy). Yeah, no Wesker/Claire… Sorry still… Unless you want me to have Wesker kind of hit on her a bit, but well, being a C/S, she won't like it…… I'll try hard in the hopefully near future to write a W/C, and when I do (not if, but when ^_^) I'll dedicate it to you. Question though, do you really like Wesker? As in a somewhat favorite character? If so, email me, and we'll talk about "possibilities". ^_~
PLEASE GIVE ME COUPLINGS PEOPLE! If you don't tell me the couplings, then I'll pick them myself, and you won't like thaaaaaaaaat... lol kk maybe you would, oh well.
This WILL be a Claire/Steve. I can't change it, since it's half the plot. *shruggs sheepishly*
Due to all the problems with updating the fic, once they are sorted, I'll do something special for you guys at the end. ^_^ There's going to be a piecing section, where I find random bits from the fic, just small little musings and stuff. There might be a blooper section (oooo 'nother contest!) but if you guys have any ideas on what you want, tell me in your reviews! Just no lemon's or anything. Keep it clean (or as clean as blood can get ^_~).
I've decided I'm going to do a claire/leon fanfic after this, using the flashback here. It'll be like this one, except, well, I'll explain later. But it won't have Steve in it, and the main character will be Leon, who instead of going after the Progenitor virus, will be going elsewhere.
Contest is still going on. If we don't get enough people to sign up in it, then the way I'm doing it is first place gets to pick what they want from the below, second place gets second pick of what's left, and so on and so on.
4th: Gang leader
3rd: Young sister of on of the story characters
2nd: Scientist
1st: Survivor of an attack that will help the group (they will die though)
Runners up get to make zombies.
Current Standings:
Claire Burnside267: 27
Resident-Evil-Babe: 25
These numbers are TAKEN so please don't pick them.