[B][I]Chapter 45: Dark Forces.[/I][/B]
[b][I]Chicago.[/I][/b]
Three days later.Division 6.
"Good morning Mrs. Wong." The receptionist greeted at the front desk of the Croniton Enterprises high-rise. "Good morning, any messages." Ada asked, planting her purse on the desk. "No messages ma'am." The woman stated, surprising Ada. The message that was planted for all agents was the secret daily code for the elevator access to Division 6 far below. "No.messages? At all?" Ada continued, grabbing her purse from the desk after taking out her I.D badge. "No ma'am. Have a good day." The woman flashed a quick smile and went onto the next employee signing in. Ada turned back to the front door, a gloomy, cloud filled sky outside to taunt her mood. She had spent the last two days at the hospital, hoping for any sign of hope from Jack. Yet he still remained in a coma, with little chance of survival. "Fantastic." She thought, picking up the receiver of a payphone. "Croniton Enterprises, how may I direct your call?" The very same receptionist earlier answered. Ada looked over at the desk, where a line of waiting employees began to form. "Patch me through to Mr. George Holland, 16th floor. Tell him its Mrs. Gloria Kane." Ada ordered, pulling out a menthol cigarette from her pocket and lighting it in her mouth. She had developed an old craving over the last few days event. Puffing the smoke in her mouth, the phone line clicked twice, giving Ada the signal to input the access code through the dial numbers. Finally, she was transferred into Division 6.
"Name, rank, and I.D number please." A stern sounding man said. "Ada Wong, Captain, I.D code 34A45D-Alpha-Bravo-1." Ada replied, whispering in the reply as an elderly man talked on a phone beside her. "Access confirmed, Agent Wong. How can I direct your call?" "Command, Colonel Julia Sterling." Ada announced.
"This is Sterling, who is this." "Agent Sterling.Julia, what's going on here?" Ada questioned. "I don't know what you mean, Ada." Julia sounded faintly sarcastic, even annoyed like. "What I mean is I didn't get the dial in code for elevator access." Ada said. "You aren't scheduled for access today, we were going to contact you when you were ready to come back into work." Julia informed. "Well I have a few errands to attend to downstairs, I need the dial in code." Ada almost yelled aloud. "Alright, hang on and I'll give it to you."
"Hello Ada." Dennis O'Neall greeted while hurriedly typing away at his computer. Dennis was the lead programmer for Division 6, and was also responsible for the Mainframe systems. "Hey Dennis, I need your help." Ada replied, walking inside the room void of any other life. "I been meaning to ask you, how's Jack been.." He trailed off, awaiting Ada to cut in. "No word.I need you to give me all the records of my background, particularly my birth and parents." Ada insisted. "Uh.well.we don't have anything like that here Ada.I mean we do, but for pretty much every other agent but you. All we know of your history is that you were dropped off at an orphanage in New York. Three years later you were adopted by Maria and Gerald Simmons of Rochester, New York." Dennis read off the top of his memory. "Yeah I know.they were reluctant at giving any details about the orphanage.I haven't been to their graves in years." Ada realized, remembering how they had died in a car crash just months after she was recruited into HCF. "Well Intel found nothing of your parents, but that was before DNA profiles became a big thing. You could try matching your DNA to our database.that could give you some answers." Dennis implied. "Let's do it." Ada said.
[I]One hour later.[/I]
"So why the sudden fascination with your past Ada?" Dennis asked, casually leaning on his desk. "Its.nothing.its nothing." She answered, anxious to confirm or deny Irina Romanov's accusations that Ada's mother had something HCF needed. "Ok, search is done." Dennis announced, pulling out the printing paper. After reading the sheet, he simply grunted to himself. "What is it?" Ada asked nervously. "See for yourself." He answered, turning away.
[I]DNA SEARCH SUCCESSFUL.
NUMBER OF SEARCH RESULT FOUND.(1)
MALE (FATHER): Sanders, Gary
CURRENT LOCATION: Deceased.
Relevant Background information recovered:
Sanders, Gary: Born 08/17/32.
1949: Graduates with top honors from Harvard University.
1951: Joins Naval Reserves.
1955: Leaves Naval Reserves to pursue scientific studies.
1957: Joins team of exhibitionists to South American jungle study.
1959: Team discovers Ebora Virus (team headed by Ozwald Spencer and Alexander Ashford.)
1960: Lead scientist for "Umbrella Inc."
1962: Heads "Phase 4" Ebora Virus studies in Chicago.
1969: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1971: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1975: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1976: Assassination successful by Agent Cashmin "Neo".
FEMALE (MOTHER): INCONCLUSIVE RESULTS.[i/]
"He was an Umbrella scientist." Ada whispered, lowering the paper. "And the plot thickens." Dennis said jokingly, not daring to smile in front of her however. "What are all these deletions of the file, on May 13th of '69?" Ada pointed. "Classified data probably..I can probably find out who did it though." Dennis thought, walking over to his computer terminal. "How?" "Every person using the mainframe has to log into the central server of HCF. Now since they didn't have log in program back then, the information of who logged in the network would be stored in the permanent records vault of the old HCF." Dennis reported. "But the old Division 6 was destroyed." Ada replied. "Yes but all written records would have been scanned and transferred to data format when higher computer systems were installed in '72. It was the case for all Divisions. Chances are whoever logged into the network didn't bother covering up their identity." Dennis said, bringing up the files on his screen. "Here we go, I'm narrowing down the list to the date and time..and we have a match." Dennis pulled up the name and I.D file on the monitor. On the screen, over and over, the name "General William Hammond" flashed. Suddenly, a flashback came into Ada's thoughts..
[I] "You bastard, using your own people for personal gain.you'll never get away with this." Ada insisted.
"I think I will, though. Goodbye Ada, you were always like your mother too." Hammond smiled, backing up to take the final shot.
"My mother.?" Ada whispered.[/I]
"What is it?" Dennis questioned, staring into Ada's blank eyes as she reminisced of her final encounter with Hammond two years earlier. "Something Hammond said before I killed him, something about me being like my mother." Ada choked out. "I don't understand, what does that mean?" Dennis said. "It means there's something more going on here.get me all data on the original Directive operations." Ada commanded. After a few minutes, Dennis found what she asked for. "All operation profiles for 1968 to 1973, when the HCF became a world wide organization. For those first five years it was nothing but the division in LA." Dennis lifted his hand over his head, scratching his messy, long hair. "No operations in '68, and only one in '69. After that, there's hardly any operational activity besides the occasional Intel mission. What can you tell me of that mission in '69?" Ada inquired. "Well.its says here two Agents, code-named White Knight and White Queen, infiltrated the Spencer Mansion in April of '69 in search of a T-virus sample. Looks like they succeeded, but White Queen was killed during extraction. The T-virus sample the two agents recovered had some sort of foreign viral contaminant and the vial was useless. Mission failure." Dennis read. "What can you tell me about the woman, White Queen?" Ada continued on instinct. "Not much, her file has been wiped out for some reason." Dennis said. "Wait, what about the old records Dennis, the ones the mainframe librarians scanned into the system in '72?" Ada requested. "Right.I'll cross-reference her code name to the old records, it should bring up something. Chances are whoever deleted the digital file failed to destroy the written one in the vault." Dennis implied, typing madly away on the keyboard. Ada began to pace nervously, as she often did when anxious. "Here we go.my god." Dennis stopped, looking at Ada.
[I]Agent file: Wong, Samantha (White Queen).[/I]
"I'm sorry Ada, the file must not have been scanned into the system, but the only reason it wouldn't have is if.is if the agent was killed." Dennis lowered his voice. "Or disappeared.look at the last update to the file, it's in April of '69, the Spencer mission which she was supposedly killed on. I was born in January of 1970.my god Dennis.my mother was an Agent for HCF." Ada finally said after pausing in disbelief. "What do you want to do with all this Ada?" Dennis asked. "I need you to keep this to yourself Dennis, all of this. Please." Ada pleaded. "No problem Ada, consider it done." He nodded.
"What's this?" Julia inquired after being handed a piece of paper. "My temporary resignation from the Directive. When Jack recovers he'll need my help, and Brynn can't stay with her grandmother forever.I need some time Julia." Ada insisted. "I understand, take all the time you need." Sterling replied. Ada made a quick nod, and turned for the door. Biotech was right, about everything. HCF had lied, probably about everything. Who could she trust now? Where was her mother and what actually happened to her father? And most importantly, what was it that her mother had that HCF wanted so badly? As Ada strolled through Division 6's Command center, she wondered of these questions. Dylan leaned on a computer console, smiling at her as she passed towards the elevator. Ada glanced and flashed a quick smile of her own, stepping inside the lift. "Samantha Wong." Ada whispered not thinking, that name ringing over and over in her mind.
[b][I]Chicago.[/I][/b]
Three days later.Division 6.
"Good morning Mrs. Wong." The receptionist greeted at the front desk of the Croniton Enterprises high-rise. "Good morning, any messages." Ada asked, planting her purse on the desk. "No messages ma'am." The woman stated, surprising Ada. The message that was planted for all agents was the secret daily code for the elevator access to Division 6 far below. "No.messages? At all?" Ada continued, grabbing her purse from the desk after taking out her I.D badge. "No ma'am. Have a good day." The woman flashed a quick smile and went onto the next employee signing in. Ada turned back to the front door, a gloomy, cloud filled sky outside to taunt her mood. She had spent the last two days at the hospital, hoping for any sign of hope from Jack. Yet he still remained in a coma, with little chance of survival. "Fantastic." She thought, picking up the receiver of a payphone. "Croniton Enterprises, how may I direct your call?" The very same receptionist earlier answered. Ada looked over at the desk, where a line of waiting employees began to form. "Patch me through to Mr. George Holland, 16th floor. Tell him its Mrs. Gloria Kane." Ada ordered, pulling out a menthol cigarette from her pocket and lighting it in her mouth. She had developed an old craving over the last few days event. Puffing the smoke in her mouth, the phone line clicked twice, giving Ada the signal to input the access code through the dial numbers. Finally, she was transferred into Division 6.
"Name, rank, and I.D number please." A stern sounding man said. "Ada Wong, Captain, I.D code 34A45D-Alpha-Bravo-1." Ada replied, whispering in the reply as an elderly man talked on a phone beside her. "Access confirmed, Agent Wong. How can I direct your call?" "Command, Colonel Julia Sterling." Ada announced.
"This is Sterling, who is this." "Agent Sterling.Julia, what's going on here?" Ada questioned. "I don't know what you mean, Ada." Julia sounded faintly sarcastic, even annoyed like. "What I mean is I didn't get the dial in code for elevator access." Ada said. "You aren't scheduled for access today, we were going to contact you when you were ready to come back into work." Julia informed. "Well I have a few errands to attend to downstairs, I need the dial in code." Ada almost yelled aloud. "Alright, hang on and I'll give it to you."
"Hello Ada." Dennis O'Neall greeted while hurriedly typing away at his computer. Dennis was the lead programmer for Division 6, and was also responsible for the Mainframe systems. "Hey Dennis, I need your help." Ada replied, walking inside the room void of any other life. "I been meaning to ask you, how's Jack been.." He trailed off, awaiting Ada to cut in. "No word.I need you to give me all the records of my background, particularly my birth and parents." Ada insisted. "Uh.well.we don't have anything like that here Ada.I mean we do, but for pretty much every other agent but you. All we know of your history is that you were dropped off at an orphanage in New York. Three years later you were adopted by Maria and Gerald Simmons of Rochester, New York." Dennis read off the top of his memory. "Yeah I know.they were reluctant at giving any details about the orphanage.I haven't been to their graves in years." Ada realized, remembering how they had died in a car crash just months after she was recruited into HCF. "Well Intel found nothing of your parents, but that was before DNA profiles became a big thing. You could try matching your DNA to our database.that could give you some answers." Dennis implied. "Let's do it." Ada said.
[I]One hour later.[/I]
"So why the sudden fascination with your past Ada?" Dennis asked, casually leaning on his desk. "Its.nothing.its nothing." She answered, anxious to confirm or deny Irina Romanov's accusations that Ada's mother had something HCF needed. "Ok, search is done." Dennis announced, pulling out the printing paper. After reading the sheet, he simply grunted to himself. "What is it?" Ada asked nervously. "See for yourself." He answered, turning away.
[I]DNA SEARCH SUCCESSFUL.
NUMBER OF SEARCH RESULT FOUND.(1)
MALE (FATHER): Sanders, Gary
CURRENT LOCATION: Deceased.
Relevant Background information recovered:
Sanders, Gary: Born 08/17/32.
1949: Graduates with top honors from Harvard University.
1951: Joins Naval Reserves.
1955: Leaves Naval Reserves to pursue scientific studies.
1957: Joins team of exhibitionists to South American jungle study.
1959: Team discovers Ebora Virus (team headed by Ozwald Spencer and Alexander Ashford.)
1960: Lead scientist for "Umbrella Inc."
1962: Heads "Phase 4" Ebora Virus studies in Chicago.
1969: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1971: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1975: INFORMATION DELETED (05/13/69.)
1976: Assassination successful by Agent Cashmin "Neo".
FEMALE (MOTHER): INCONCLUSIVE RESULTS.[i/]
"He was an Umbrella scientist." Ada whispered, lowering the paper. "And the plot thickens." Dennis said jokingly, not daring to smile in front of her however. "What are all these deletions of the file, on May 13th of '69?" Ada pointed. "Classified data probably..I can probably find out who did it though." Dennis thought, walking over to his computer terminal. "How?" "Every person using the mainframe has to log into the central server of HCF. Now since they didn't have log in program back then, the information of who logged in the network would be stored in the permanent records vault of the old HCF." Dennis reported. "But the old Division 6 was destroyed." Ada replied. "Yes but all written records would have been scanned and transferred to data format when higher computer systems were installed in '72. It was the case for all Divisions. Chances are whoever logged into the network didn't bother covering up their identity." Dennis said, bringing up the files on his screen. "Here we go, I'm narrowing down the list to the date and time..and we have a match." Dennis pulled up the name and I.D file on the monitor. On the screen, over and over, the name "General William Hammond" flashed. Suddenly, a flashback came into Ada's thoughts..
[I] "You bastard, using your own people for personal gain.you'll never get away with this." Ada insisted.
"I think I will, though. Goodbye Ada, you were always like your mother too." Hammond smiled, backing up to take the final shot.
"My mother.?" Ada whispered.[/I]
"What is it?" Dennis questioned, staring into Ada's blank eyes as she reminisced of her final encounter with Hammond two years earlier. "Something Hammond said before I killed him, something about me being like my mother." Ada choked out. "I don't understand, what does that mean?" Dennis said. "It means there's something more going on here.get me all data on the original Directive operations." Ada commanded. After a few minutes, Dennis found what she asked for. "All operation profiles for 1968 to 1973, when the HCF became a world wide organization. For those first five years it was nothing but the division in LA." Dennis lifted his hand over his head, scratching his messy, long hair. "No operations in '68, and only one in '69. After that, there's hardly any operational activity besides the occasional Intel mission. What can you tell me of that mission in '69?" Ada inquired. "Well.its says here two Agents, code-named White Knight and White Queen, infiltrated the Spencer Mansion in April of '69 in search of a T-virus sample. Looks like they succeeded, but White Queen was killed during extraction. The T-virus sample the two agents recovered had some sort of foreign viral contaminant and the vial was useless. Mission failure." Dennis read. "What can you tell me about the woman, White Queen?" Ada continued on instinct. "Not much, her file has been wiped out for some reason." Dennis said. "Wait, what about the old records Dennis, the ones the mainframe librarians scanned into the system in '72?" Ada requested. "Right.I'll cross-reference her code name to the old records, it should bring up something. Chances are whoever deleted the digital file failed to destroy the written one in the vault." Dennis implied, typing madly away on the keyboard. Ada began to pace nervously, as she often did when anxious. "Here we go.my god." Dennis stopped, looking at Ada.
[I]Agent file: Wong, Samantha (White Queen).[/I]
"I'm sorry Ada, the file must not have been scanned into the system, but the only reason it wouldn't have is if.is if the agent was killed." Dennis lowered his voice. "Or disappeared.look at the last update to the file, it's in April of '69, the Spencer mission which she was supposedly killed on. I was born in January of 1970.my god Dennis.my mother was an Agent for HCF." Ada finally said after pausing in disbelief. "What do you want to do with all this Ada?" Dennis asked. "I need you to keep this to yourself Dennis, all of this. Please." Ada pleaded. "No problem Ada, consider it done." He nodded.
"What's this?" Julia inquired after being handed a piece of paper. "My temporary resignation from the Directive. When Jack recovers he'll need my help, and Brynn can't stay with her grandmother forever.I need some time Julia." Ada insisted. "I understand, take all the time you need." Sterling replied. Ada made a quick nod, and turned for the door. Biotech was right, about everything. HCF had lied, probably about everything. Who could she trust now? Where was her mother and what actually happened to her father? And most importantly, what was it that her mother had that HCF wanted so badly? As Ada strolled through Division 6's Command center, she wondered of these questions. Dylan leaned on a computer console, smiling at her as she passed towards the elevator. Ada glanced and flashed a quick smile of her own, stepping inside the lift. "Samantha Wong." Ada whispered not thinking, that name ringing over and over in her mind.