The Incursion Directive

by Chris03

They work in the shadows, answering to no one. They are HCF, the highly classified branch of the CIA known by few. Their goal is investigation and termination of the Umbrella Corporation. She is Ada Wong, top Agent in HCF. It is her mission...

13. Sight Unseen

Chapter 57: Coup D'etat.

August 2nd, 1994.

Deep silence flooded the dark, empty room. As the door swung open, the outside light beamed across his face. His rights were bound to the chair legs, while he lay unconscious, dehydrated. The lone figure approached him, as the humming lights flashed on.

"Hello Jack, my name is Irina Romanov." She greeted, standing tall in front of him. Jack lifted his head using all his strength and stared into her eyes. Trying to find both the words and power for him to talk, Irina continued.

"You've been here for two weeks now Jack, and you've barely said two words.That's not healthy." Irina began to pace the outer edges of the room, running her index finger across the cold steel.

"Not much to say." Jack finally coughed out, a trace of blood running down from his mouth from more then three days prior.

"I suppose, but you must be the slightest worried about Brynn after all." She seemed to be threatening him, trying to yank his chain so to speak.

"Where is she!" He snapped back, moving his head to her direction as she circled the room for the second time.

"She's fine, but you never know, this is a harmful world we live in." Irina said.

"Don't lay a finger on her you bitch!" Jack screamed, spitting out dry blood from his mouth.

"Perhaps-what about Ada, what do you think of all that?" Irina continued, stopping behind him.

"I-I don't know." Jack replied, confused by all the questions plaguing his thoughts.

"I think you do Jack, I think you like the fact that your boring little wife is actually a spy." She began to laugh now, annoying Jack even more then previously. Turning his head to meet her eye to eye, Irina ran her fingers across the side of his cheek.

"Your crazy-literally." Jack said, chuckling.

"Ha! I get that a lot, Jack, really. However I think you might find it a bit exciting, the fact your little wife could snap you in two before you knew it. Hell, she's taken down bigger people then you, never breaking a sweat. She's a killer Jack, she's a murderer." Irina taunted, running her finger across his throat.

"No-no she isn't. I don't know what she's done but she is working for the greater good, I know she is-she has to be." Jack implied, squirming as much away from her as possible.

"Sure Jack, sure. Do you really believe that? She's been working for liars Jack, they've done nothing but shield her eyes from day one. Ada's so caught up in questions and mystery-that she can't even see what's inevitable, what's obvious. Ada is helping bad people Jack, and we can't get her to see that. You could, though. Help us Jack-help us show Ada the truth. Will you help?" Irina stopped, lowering her hand to inside her jacket and grabbing the handle of her combat knife.

"After you blow your head off, sure." Jack persisted, staring straight at the door ahead.

"A shame." Irina finished, pulling out her knife and lowering it to his throat.

24 hours earlier.

21:20hrs

"Freelancer, this is Nomad, are you in position." Dylan said into his headphones, sitting in a parked van down the block from an expansive mansion. Staring blankly out the front window at the guarded house, Dylan pulled up the thermal goggles and counted the number of guards patrolling just the front yard.

"Affirmative, and stop calling yourself Nomad, that was your Division code name. How about, Traitor? Or Bastard Child? Or." Ada trailed off as she climbed the last part of the ladder, racing to the edge of the apartment building. Across the street was the East Side of the mansion, which housed George Caplin, a member of the High Council. He was their target.

"Cute. Stand by for satellite linkup." Dylan opened his laptop and began typing in commands. Ada opened up her backpack and also opened up her laptop.

"Alright, receiving satellite picture. I count twenty-six guards total on the compound, not counting the twelve snipers patrolling the rooftop. I don't think they spotted me, but they will see me once I start firing." Ada stared at the screen, studying the guard patterns.

"Agreed, we'll have to make a quick getaway. What's the status of Caplin?" Dylan asked.

"I can see him in his office, according to Sterling's Intel he takes a smoking break in his office every night at 17:30, 19:30, and 21:30 hours. He apparently takes the break in his office because of his wife's bashing of his smoking habit. Should be an easy hit-if it weren't for the bullet proof glass." Ada paused to pull out a small case.

"I still don't understand how you're shooting through that glass." Dylan asked, placing the thermal goggles down and pulling out a Glock 9 for safety.

"Caplin had the bullet proof glass installed when the war with Biotech broke out, however the glass is also heat sensitive. That's why I'm using this." Ada said while opening the black case, which held inside various parts of a projectile launcher.

"I know, but what was the special type of bullet Sterling mentioned, I've never heard of it." Dylan continued.

"Well, the projectiles are basically grenades, except with the tip full of a special chemical acid. When the grenade impacts on the glass, the tip breaks and the acid cuts through the glass, allowing safe entry-all this in a fraction of a second." Ada informed, assembling the launcher piece by piece.

"Ada, take a look at your screen, a group of guards are conversing together on the East Side." Dylan studied the satellite picture as Ada turned to her own.

"So?" She asked, figuring it was nothing important.

"So, they're all pointing at your location!" Dylan yelled, turning the safety off his gun as Ada dove to the roof of the apartment. Suddenly, snipers from the mansion roof began firing as ground-based searchlights normally aimed at the house walls turned to her location. Gunfire impacted the side of the apartment, pinning her down.

"They must have countermeasures or something, Ada you've got to take the shot!" Dylan commanded, typing fast on his laptop.

"Take what shot, he's gone from his office!!" Ada screamed, holding the assembled launcher in her arms.

"I've got activity on the south end, looks like he's escaping in his limousine. According to Intel, its bulletproof." Dylan informed, zooming in on the garage on the south end.

"Perfect." Ada implied, still crouched and crawling along the rooftop to the other side. As gunfire continued, Ada leaned over the edge with the launcher aimed forward, the speeding limousine coming in her direction.

"You'll only have one shot Ada, several groups of armed guards are entering the apartment." Dylan said.

"No pressure." Ada whispered, lining up her sights. Zooming in on the crosshairs, she could see directly into the car at the driver, who seemed scared out of his mind.

"Sorry bud." Ada pulled the trigger, sending the grenade spiraling down at the car, a rocket exhaust tail following behind. Ada turned her head away as the automobile exploded in flames, raining fiery scraps of metal into the air.

Diving back towards the center of the rooftop as gunfire turned towards her new position, Ada pulled out a second pocketed grenade and loaded it up. The rooftop entrance door swung open, guards with their guns drawn. Ada rolled to her side and fired, this explosion seemingly bigger then the initial one. As the rooftop entrance collapsed, Ada grabbed a rope from her backpack and began to repel down the opposite side of the apartment.

"I'm at the alleyway, hurry and get here." Ada said into her mic, racing down the alley with a Beretta in her hand. All of a sudden, gunfire erupted upon her location as guards poured out from the back entrance of the apartment. Ada began sprinting faster, unloading gunfire back at them as bullets flew by. Reaching the end of the alley and the entrance to the street, the van swerved to her.

"Get down!" Dylan yelled, firing his Glock at the swarm of pursuers as Ada jumped into the back of the van.

"Alright, let's go!!!" Ada said, lying down and catching her breath as gunfire continued to lodge into the sides of the van while they sped down the street.

Division 6.

Ada walked into Julia's office, still wearing her stealth gear from the mission. Julia closed the door behind her Ada, and sat at her desk.

"The simultaneous assassination was successful, all High Council members have been eliminated except for Mr. Marcus, who escaped a staged attack injured but alive. As the sole member of the High Council remaining, he's ordered as planned an immediate attack on Biotech HQ in Costa Rica. Where's Dylan?" Julia paused.

"Gone, I tried to stop him but he said he needed to get back to their HQ as soon as possible." Ada answered.

"No matter. Anyways, Marcus has sent a priority one communiqué to all Divisions, stating that the High Council has been assassinated and he is taking over. Of course, all Division heads were aware of our little Coup D'etat, so everything is going according to plan. As of ten o'clock tonight, all agents-every rank and field officer inside The Incursion Directive has been activated and given their orders. We're going in. By this time tomorrow Biotech will be no more." Julia handed Ada a file folder of the plan.

"I'm not, I've lived up to my part of the agreement Julia, I want information of my family." Ada demanded.

"I figured you'd want to be a part of the operation-as your family is being held in Costa Rica." Julia informed. Without no further thought, Ada glanced at the file.

"When do we leave then."

"There's a plane waiting at the air base." Julia replied.

Chapter 58: Invasion.

August 2nd, 1994.

"Three minutes!" The jump sergeant yelled as the rear doors of the plane opened. Ada strapped on her helmet, testing the visor and turning on her small headphone. As she raised her head to the attention of Julia, who also donned combat gear, Ada made a quick mental note of the two dozen agents on each side of the plane, all seated and holding M16's, USP's, or P90's.

"Alright people, here is the mission overview. In less then one minute, our naval backup will begin firing tomahawk cruise missiles into the S.A.M missile launchers Biotech has placed around their plantation. This will give the air detail access to jump into enemy territory. Currently, we have twenty-seven C-130's en route to the plantation, all carrying four dozen agents. Escorting us are the Harrier fleets, and backing us up from the air once we land are the Chatsaka helicopters. Once we reach the destination, all teams will converge as planned into your designated entry point into the Biotech facilities. Use all necessary force to subdue any threats in your way. Our objectives are to dismantle the Biotech operations, and secure the base for further analysis. Top priorities are the apprehension of the Biotech hierarchy, if they are located here, and the elimination of The Directive defectors." Julia paced back and forth, holding her P90 close while briefing her men.

Ada was well aware of Julia's field background, which was a spotless record. However, a deep feeling inside told Ada to watch Julia's back.

"What about countermeasures?" One of the team leaders asked.

"Thanks to Captain Wong's appreciated work in Havana, HCF have obtained the access codes to Biotech's Costa Rican satellite, giving our HQ whose coordinating the attack the perfect advantage on our side. Countermeasures will be minimal, we highly doubt that Biotech figured we would make such a preemptive strike so fast, therefore we should take them by complete surprise." Julia just finished as the green light began flashing overhead.

"Alright, first up is Alpha team with me, lets go!!" Alpha Team leader Brian Harrison ordered, jumping up and shoving his team of twelve off. As Delta and Gamma team's jumped, Julia's Bravo team was the last.

"Alright Bravo team, lets move!" She yelled, standing at the edge of the door as her team jumped. Ada was the final agent to reach the door, stopping beside Julia.

"I promise you Ada, we'll get your family out of there alive!" Julia consoled, placing her hand on Ada's shoulder.

"I know!" Ada replied, nearly screaming at the top of her lungs. The two women looked down together, and dove out.

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"All units, all units, we have intruders on all compounds." A voice wailed over the loudspeaker, as sirens followed. Dylan sprinted down the corridor after being woken up from a long nap in the lounge, and swung open the second floor balcony door. Staring blankly at the gray dreary skies, Dylan tried to count the number of parachutes floating elegantly down from the sky, while numerous, gigantic cargo planes dove down to land at the airstrips.

"Son of a." He whispered to himself as several other coworkers stared out the bay windows to the right at the spectacle. Suddenly, almost from out of nowhere a group of Harrier jets swarmed down onto the compound outside, unleashing disastrous missiles into the guardhouses below. Dylan dove back inside the reinforced building just as Gattling machinegun fire erupted near his location.

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"Three o'clock!" Someone screamed as various gunfights speedily turned into a war zone. Ada took cover behind a jeep as a Biotech agent unloaded turret fire on her teams location. Reloading her P90 clip, Ada jumped up and returned fire as Julia rolled to her side.

"Ada, it's armored." Julia informed, getting Ada to duck back to relative safety.

"I've got an idea, cover me." Ada replied, climbing into the drivers seat of the jeep and turning on the ignition while Julia unloaded return fire on the mounted turret gun beside the building. Ada grabbed a rock from the road outside and placed it on the gas pedal. Diving back out the jeep and taking the parking break off, Julia and Ada followed the safety of the jeep as it crashed into the turret.

"Not armored from all sides." Ada said to the gunner, firing madly at him.

"Bravo team, we're clear for entry!" Julia commanded into her headset, opening the side door of the building to allow her team of twelve access.

The squad moved into the corridor in two by two cover formation, while Ada scouted ahead and gave the clear signal.

"This is Alpha team, we're pinned down at the south entrance, we need." The radio signal cut out as Julia reached for the reply switch. Instead, she turned to her team.

"Bravo team, rendezvous at the south entrance and apply cover support for Alpha team. Ada and I will continue to the command center. Mackenzie and Gibson, you're with us. The rest of you move out!" Julia ordered as Ada ran back to her.

"We need to find Jack and Brynn." She whispered as Julia turned for the stairwell ahead.

"I know, once we reach the 3rd floor security office we'll find them-but I need your head in the game Ada." Julia began the ascent up the stairs as gunfire rained down from above. Ada was the first to return fire, but not before several bullets impacted her Kevlar vest and knocked her over the stair railing.

"Ada!" Julia screamed, diving over the railing while firing the entire way down.

"Fall back, we'll take the long way!" Mackenzie yelled while grabbing Ada by the arm and dragging her to safety.

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"Security cameras have picked up over 700 HCF agents, all jumping from the C-130's or on ground entry from the coastline." Dylan informed as a woman walked to her window, staring hard at the various gun battles outside.

"What about our countermeasures?" She asked.

"All have failed, we need to activate the Self Destruct and evacuate, we're simply too out numbered." Dylan replied.

"I will not abandon all our work, not after so long. We're so close to the end, Dylan-too close." She said, still staring out the window.

"We may not have a choice, even if we can hold off the army of trained agents outside it won't stop HCF from taking larger measures later on, in the form of cruise missiles and such." Dylan insisted.

"I am aware of HCF's strategies, and I know we have no choice-dial in the self destruct codes and ready my plane for emergency takeoff." She turned to face him now, as a huge explosion rocked outside her window. They were protected, thanks to the reinforced building they stood in.

"Yes, Director." Dylan bowed and exited the room, leaving the woman alone. Walking silently to her desk, the Director pulled out a SPAS 12 shotgun from the gun holster, and sat patiently for the next move.

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"Are you injured?" Julia crouched beside Ada as she lay breathing heavily on the floor.

"No, god bless the man who invented Kevlar." Ada replied, standing up while leaning against the wall for support.

"Good, can you continue?" Julia asked while throwing away her emptied P90 in favor of the holstered USP.

"I think so-I have to." Ada managed to smile, holding back tears of pain from the multiple high-speed impacts of bullets.

"Well, Mackenzie and Gibson are already gone to the security office, so all we have to do is wait for them, give yourself some time to regain yourself, time to relax." Julia paused as the loudspeaker came on.

"Warning, the Self Destruct sequence has been activated, all personnel evacuate immediately." A voice wailed.

"So much for relaxing." Ada regained her balance at least, and was well enough for combat. It wasn't in her character to be shot multiple times, especially so easily. It wouldn't be until her family was safe before she could control her emotions, and become the soldier she needed to be to survive this.

"Agent Sterling!" Mackenzie raced towards them, alone.

"Lieutenant, where's Gibson?" Ada asked, flinching while holding her side.

"Gibson's dead ma'am, a Biotech squad is on the way here so we've gotta move." Mackenzie informed, catching his breath. Ada could smell-almost taste the gunpowder from Mackenzie's machine gun, a texture she had become acquainted with over the years.

"What about Jack and Brynn, anything?" Julia cut in before Ada could ask the question.

"Jack's being held on the level above us, in an interrogation chamber, and Brynn's being held in a private office on the top floor, beside the command center." Mackenzie reported.

"Mackenzie and I will go after Brynn, it's on the way to the command center anyways. Get Jack to safety and meet us on the fifth floor command center." Julia insisted.

"Good work Darren, let's move." Ada slapped him on the back while racing down the hallway, a faint smile across her face. Her husband was alive, it was a feeling she had lost the night of her families abduction. Now her mind set on Brynn, if she was safe-secure.

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"Your crazy-literally." Jack said, chuckling.

"Ha! I get that a lot, Jack, really. However I think you might find it a bit exciting, the fact your little wife could snap you in two before you knew it. Hell, she's taken down bigger people then you, never breaking a sweat. She's a killer Jack, she's a murderer." Irina taunted, running her finger across his throat.

"No-no she isn't. I don't know what she's done but she is working for the greater good, I know she is-she has to be." Jack implied, squirming as much away from her as possible.

"Sure Jack, sure. Do you really believe that? She's been working for liars Jack, they've done nothing but shield her eyes from day one. Ada's so caught up in questions and mystery-that she can't even see what's inevitable, what's obvious. Ada is helping bad people Jack, and we can't get her to see that. You could, though. Help us Jack-help us show Ada the truth. Will you help?" Irina stopped, lowering her hand to inside her jacket and grabbing the handle of her combat knife.

"After you blow your head off, sure." Jack persisted, staring straight at the door ahead.

"A shame." Irina finished, pulling out her knife and lowering it to his throat.

Jack closed his eyes, knowing the inevitable blade that would soon strike him down-end his life. He didn't see the knife, but instead sensed its presence, he could feel the danger coming. Taking his last breath, the door ahead swung open, causing him to open his eyes.

"You." Romanov said in a calm voice, holding the blade half an inch from Jack's throat. Standing there with her gun drawn was Jack's savior, Ada.

"Drop the knife." Ada ordered, stepping slowing into the room with her USP positioned towards Irina's body.

"I could slit his throat and take you out in a second." Romanov taunted, positioning the knife directly against Jack's skin now. Without any further hesitation-any prolonged conversation, Ada pulled the trigger.

Romanov fell back shoulder first, unintentionally yet luckily for her cutting the bottom of Jack's throat as she fell. Ada walked forward, her smoking gun still drawn, and aimed down at Irina Romanov. For the first time in her life, Ada looked down on a person free of politics, of thought- right and wrong absent from her mind. Looking down at the squirming woman through her gun sight, Ada felt the power of a killer, not an agent.

"Ada." Jack whispered, staring out of the corner of his eye. After much hesitation, Ada turned to her wounded husband, yet remained in her stance.

"You're not a murderer." Jack protested, almost like he read her every thought racing through her mind those moments. Ada turned her attention back to Irina, who prepared for that one, final gunshot.

"Don't." Jack managed to cough out, fighting every urge to want to pull that trigger himself, Jack did not want to kill this woman, nor did he want to see Ada do the same.

After long hesitation once again, Ada lowered the gun, and crouched beside Jack to untie his restraints.

"Why Jack." Ada said while tears strolled down her cheek.

"I may not know as much as I thought I did about you, but I know who you are-and your no murderer. This woman.she'll pay her dues in a prison cell, not by death." Jack said not as a police officer more then a man out for revenge against his captors.

"You were wrong about her, never forget that." Jack whispered while lowering beside Romanov. As she prepared to reply, Jack clamped his fist and knocked her out with all his available strength.

"You're wounded." Ada finally said something as the couple tied Romanov to the chair.

"Superficial, I'll be fine.nice shot by the way." Jack complimented, grabbing Romanov's holstered Glock and locking the hammer.

"You ready?" Ada asked while approaching the open door, turning back to her husband.

"Let's find our daughter." Jack replied, stepping out the door first. Ada figured Jack knew-if not everything-but enough about her true identity. Without so much as a word on that subject, the two were on their own mission now.

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"Its been evacuated." Julia realized as she and Mackenzie entered the empty Command Center. Explosions rocked outside the windows, following an almost war-like picture show down below.

"The Self Destruct is still activated, we should try to deactivate it now." Mackenzie said, walking with her to the main console in the center of the room. Julia left him and proceeded directly to the main office in search of Brynn.

"The door's locked, sealed from the inside." She studied the door design for a moment, when all of a sudden gunfire broke out from the corridor to her right. Julia raised her pistol and raced for the corner, firing cover shots as Jack and Ada sprinted down the hallway.

"Where's Brynn!?" Ada immediately asked, almost out of breath. Julia sealed the door with a small device, locking out the Biotech security guards.

"In that office, but its locked." Julia turned to Jack, meeting him for the first time face to face.

"Jack your injured." She revealed, instead staring at the bullet wound in his back as he leaned against the wall. Ada held him up, staring into his clouded eyes.

"Jack you need to get out of here, your injured." Ada insisted in a calm, rational voice.

"No.I need.ugh.to get Brynn." Jack replied, out of strength but full of fight.

"Jack, Ada's right. You and Mackenzie can secure our escape route, while Ada and I get Brynn." Julia interrupted. After a quick thought, Jack nodded in acceptance as Mackenzie followed orders, fighting every part of his conscience that begged-or ordered-him to stay instead.

"Alright, we'll see you outside." Mackenzie helped Jack back to his feet and began walking to the exit door. Ada turned to the computer console, trying to find a way to unlock the door ahead.

"Looks like a standard computer algorithm sequence, give me a minute." Ada began to type as Julia studied the satellite network of Biotech's.

"Look here, this is the entire satellite network for Biotech, along with the dial codes to access them. We could track those codes to hidden Biotech bases." Julia smiled with relief, as her plan was working miraculously. Suddenly, the main office door buzzed, as the electronic lock deactivated.

"Nice work." Julia grabbed her pistol and began to walk to the door. Ada stared blankly at the computer monitor instead.

"I didn't even get a chance to deactivate the algorithm." Ada informed, looking up at Julia's puzzled face. Ignoring the small mystery, the two soldiers entered the door.

The posh, elegant room was a different trend from the rest of the facility's cold, steel look. An expansive imported rug ran overtop the marble floor, while several million-dollar paintings hung on the walls. Ada held her P90 high, checking for any traps or surprises.

"Stay sharp, and." Suddenly gunfire broke Julia's conversation, as a shotgun blast from behind them knocked her to the floor. Thanks to the safety of the Kevlar vest, her life was spared, however a massive impact of her head against the floor knocked Julia unconscious. Ada prepared to whip around, gun drawn and fire. However, a voice stopped Ada in her tracks.

"Don't even." A woman commanded, appearing from out of the shadows.

"Who are you?" Ada questioned, lowering her gun to the ground.

"No talk, put your hands on your head and turn around." The woman continued, stopping only a few feet from Ada's position.

Ada turned face to face with the Director of Biotech, a woman who was so hunted by HCF that on several occasions she came within their grasp-yet escaped undetected.

"You." The Director knew her, which didn't surprise Ada one bit. Ada was aware Biotech had an interest in her.

"You must be the Director." Ada greeted, but noticed something strange in her eyes. After studying Ada's face with an odd sense of relief, the Director gulped her emotions and continued after a long silence.

"I've had a picture of you in my mind for 20 years." She said, this time surprising Ada immensely.

"Really, and why would a bitch like you have such an interest in me.?" Ada snapped back, her hands still in the air.

"Come now Ada, that's no way to speak to your mother." The Director replied. Ada's body began to tremble, as she stared into the face of her mother for the first time. The infinite number of questions Ada fought so hard to suppress over the last few weeks-began to flood into her mind again.

"No." Ada managed to cough out, shaking her head over and over in desperation for another explanation.

"Yes Ada, I am Samantha Wong." She insisted, still holding the SPAS 12 aimed at Ada.

"You're supposed to be dead." Ada managed, stepping back away from this stranger.

"A safety precaution Ada, for my own safety. And yours.Ada you must come with me.we must escape." Samantha pleaded, stepping closer to Ada. As Ada prepared to reply, a faint voice came from behind her. It was Julia.

"Don't listen to her Ada, she's lying to you." Julia crawled on the floor, shaken by being shot in the back, even with the vest on. Ada turned to face the two sides, on one was a woman Ada trusted for so long, and on the other a perfect stranger, who could hold the answers Ada desperately needed. The Director lowered her gun, as a sign of good faith to Ada.

"Ada I'm not lying." Sam began, when Ada grabbed her gun from the floor, aiming uncontrollably back and forth between Julia and The Director. One shot would change her life forever. Finally taking a deep breath, Ada opened fire.

Chapter 59: Forsaken.

Part IV: Sight Unseen.

Eight Months Later.

April 15th, 1995.

"Open fire!" The agent screamed, racing through the warehouse as gunfire splashed into the targets, located in all directions. The squad of twelve raced through the expansive building, covering each other as they made their way to the opposite end.

"Two more at ten o'clock!" The second agent informed, firing his P90 madly at the target above, as a laser sight hit his vest.

"I'm hit!" He screamed, falling to the ground.

"I've got it, lets move!" A third insisted, grabbing an object from the stack of crates as various laser sights flashed from all directions.

"Alright lets move!" The team leader ordered, racing for the nearest exit. As they slammed through the steel doors, several armed guards met them, face to face.

"Don't move." A commando commanded, waving his machine gun at the agents. As the insertion team dropped their weapons, a woman walked from the parked jeep.

"Stand down." Ada Wong ordered, walking in a calm fashion to the center of the group. Staring through her sunglasses at the group with hands in the air, Ada crossed her arms and sighed deeply.

"Who can tell me what went wrong." Ada asked, raising her brow as one of the agents-turned hostage replied.

"We didn't secure our escape route, ma'am."

"Correct. When working with a team as large as yours, every second counts. You have the means to secure your escape, whether or not it means risking their lives." Ada lectured, pacing back and forth as the shining sun beat down on the group.

"Ma'am, I am secure in my decision. I felt that my team had a better chance of succeeding by sticking together, and." The team leader paused as Ada turned away from him in annoyance.

"Tell me soldier, in what position is your team in now?" Ada commented, rising a chuckle out of the commando team to her right. With no response, Ada turned back to him.

"I'll tell you then. Your team is dead. Your mission failed. There is no prisoner of war, there is no negotiation for your life, when you are captured-you are dead. There is no other." Ada lowered her voice, staring out at the road beyond the fifth warehouse as a bus of new recruits pulled in.

"Alright, team Dreadnought is dismissed. We'll continue at 16:00 hours." Ada finished, turning for the bus.

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"Agent Wong, the new recruits." The officer informed as he approached her. Behind him, the young soldiers plowed out with their backpacks of various essentials in hand. Lining up one by one, the group of twelve saluted Ada.

"Remain where you are." Ada said in an orderly tone, telling the group to remain saluting.

"Agent Wong, meet team Coalition." The army officer handed Ada a clipboard with the names and short info about the soldiers on it. Ada took a quick glance and looked up at the soldiers.

"Welcome to Escape and Evasion. My name is Ada Wong, however you will refer to me as Lieutenant Colonel Wong, or ma'am. Over the next six weeks, you will hate me, and I will hate you more. You will wake up when I say, you will do as I say. If I tell you to drop and give me 100, you do it. If I tell you to blast of to the damn moon, you do it!" Ada walked down the line of soldiers, literally screaming in their faces.

"Yes ma'am!" They all screamed at once.

"You have all been selected for a reason, don't let me down. If you do, I guarantee you will fail this course. And if you fail this course, you'll be right back here in six weeks, all mine again.Only next time, I won't be so polite." Ada said closely into one of the smaller recruits.

"Report to medical for routine evaluation, and then to your quarters in Sector G14. Dismissed!" Ada yelled, saluting the soldiers as they marched off.

"How have you been Ada." The officer asked, approaching her as Ada eyed the recruits marching off.

"Pissed.and you?" Ada replied, smiling as she revealed her normal self to him.

"Same. How's the family?" He continued as they began walking slowly for the mess hall.

"Holding up.confused." Ada answered, staring down at her shoes.

"It's been over half a year since, hasn't it?"

"It has.hasn't it." Ada looked back up at him, as he stared down at her.

"I know you and Jack have been having troubles ever since, its no secret." He confided.

"Alec.I know its no secret." Ada replied while entering the bustling mess hall. The two walked over to an empty table, and took a seat.

"Sorry for being a little nosy, but HQ has a mission for you." Alec informed as he tapped nervously with his hands on the table.

"I told them, I'm off the field list." Ada whispered, leaning on the table as recruits walked passed them.

"Don't worry, it's not a field mission. Ada HQ has intercepted an email to one of your mothers email accounts. Now, when the invasion was concluded, Intelligence placed tracking technology, using the Biotech satellite network, into your mother's accounts, since no one at HQ could hack them open. We can read incoming messages, but no outgoing." Alec informed, lowering his voice.

"No idea what the message said?" Ada asked.

"That's just the thing, the message was sent to your mothers account, from your mothers account. Since she is the only person who could access the server, we've concluded it's a sign." Alec continued.

"She's back." Ada said more to herself then him. Sitting back while accepting this news, Ada placed her hands over her face.

"What's the mission?" Ada finally said after a moment of intense thought.

"Division 6 needs you to report in, and undergo a psyche evaluation. We need every bit of Intel available of your conversation with your mother." Alec informed, pouring sugar into his cup after an attendant handed them coffee.

"I've already been debriefed by Intelligence, twice. What more could they get?" Ada questioned.

"Well, a psyche evaluation is like being put under hypnosis, you'll be able to give suppressed thoughts you weren't even aware you were having. Ada I know you've been an instructor here for six months, but the field needs you, especially now." Alec insisted. Ada paused for a moment, thinking over everything.

"When do I leave?"

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April 17th, 1995.

Division 6, Chicago, IL.

Blue skies weren't a foreign sight in Chicago that month. Ada walked up the steps of the skyscraper's front door, staring at the clear sky above. As she neared the front doors, the large, towering sign of Croniton Enterprises seemed to jump out at her. Pulling open the glass doors, Ada removed her sunglasses and threw her purse over her shoulder. She hadn't stepped into these walls in half a year-she had refused to.

"Welcome to Croniton Enterprises, how may I help you." The receptionist greeted.

"My name is Ada Wong, I'm here as a visitor for the 25th floor." Ada said in code, catching the ear of the undercover HCF receptionist.

"Of course Ms. Wong, a message was left to you over 2 hours ago. Mr. Bill Harris of room 2576 said he was taking a 3 hour lunch break, but would be back to meet you by 2 o'clock." She informed. Ada nodded her head, and proceeded for the executive elevator.

"2257632." Ada whispered, pressing the daily elevator code into the panel.

The lift doors slid open, revealing the cement walls of the "halfway mark". That was the nickname of this area, which was the last step to reaching the heart of Division 6.

"Please identify your security code, name, and submit a palm print scan." The armed receptionist insisted. Ada placed her hand on the blue screen in front of the desk, and looked straight at the woman.

"Security code Alpha 146 Echo. Lieutenant Colonel Ada Wong."

"Security granted. Welcome back Ada." She nodded with a quick smile.

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Ada marched into Division 6 command, which had just undergone a three-month refit for updated systems. As she approached the center of the room, a familiar face turned to her.

"Hello Ada." Allison Quinn said, the new Director of Division 6. Ada didn't bother with words, but instead hugged her former partner.

"Come on, let's step into my office." Allison insisted.

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"It's been one hell of a bumpy ride since the invasion. I've only been Director for a little over half the year, but it's still hard to get into the groove of things. I miss the field in a way." Allison informed, pouring Ada a glass of Brandy.

"Same here, but I chose to be taken off the agent list. For Jack's state more or less." Ada implied, sipping the liquor slowly.

"How is Jack." Allison began to ask the question so many had asked Ada before.

"Moving along, more or less.we've separated." Ada lowered her eyes, staring at the liquid in the crystal glass.

"I didn't know.I'm sorry." Allison consoled, turning her head away from Ada.

"It's alright.he's staying with his brother across town.with Brynn." Ada informed, taking a much larger gulp of Brandy this time around.

"I won't try to pretend I know what you're going through, but we need you here right now. We're entering the final stages." Allison stood up and escorted Ada to the door.

"Ever since the incident at Costa Rica, we've had Biotech on the run. Until two days ago, we weren't exactly sure whether or not your mother made it out alive. Because we're simply at a dead end, Intelligence wants to redirect their attention back to the one and only confrontation with Samantha Wong, in a hope to find some piece of evidence missed. This form of evaluation will allow us to probe your senses during the confrontation." Allison reported, stepping into the lift and calling for "Level 12".

"What about Agent Sterling?" Ada questioned, saying a name she hadn't said in months.

"Her evaluation has come up empty, but she's been busy getting global HCF operations back online. With a new High Council formed, and with herself and Donald Marcus at the helm, it'll be a long time until she resurfaces. Damn, if I ever find the people who killed off the High Council." Allison stopped as the lift doors opened. Ada realized that Julia's plan had worked, and that no one suspected foul play in the simultaneous assassinations of the former council.

"I see.what's the news on the front lines then." Ada continued.

"Using the global satellite network of Biotech's, we've managed to cripple their operations. However, most facilities raided turn up empty, like they knew we were making our move before we did. Marcus still believes a mole is present inside HCF, but there's not much we can do at the moment." Allison opened the door for the interrogation room, which already sat a lone woman meditating on the table.

"Ahem." Allison coughed, catching the attention of the woman.

"I am ready." She informed, lowering herself to the ground. Ada sat in the chair and proceeded to place electrodes to her body, which activated the EKG to her right. Allison took a quiet seat and watched as the peaceful woman began spreading herbal fumes into the air around Ada.

"Close your eyes, and your thoughts." She began, sitting at her laptop on the other side of the table. Allison could see Ada's vitals on the monitor. Turning on a soothing melody at the small stereo, the evaluation was underway.

"Focus on one thought, only one thought from that day eight months ago." She continued, typing on her keyboard.

"Focus on that one voice, the voice of your mother."

"I can hear her." Ada whispered, listening to her mother's voice.

"Good, now, tell us what you hear." The woman ordered, never raising or lowering her voice.

"Don't listen to her Ada, she's lying to you." Ada repeated Julia's words, as the memories seemed to flood back into her thoughts.

"Good Ada, continue."

"Ada I'm not lying." Ada now said her mother's words, when suddenly the vision of that day came into her mind, as if taking over her body.

"Ada I'm not lying." Her mother had said. Ada shifted her view back and forth, as if the gun aimed forward was controlling her destiny. She had two choices, two different paths. One path was the right one, and one was not. Ada turned the sight to Julia, and prepared to pull the trigger. Yet, like a reflex, or possibly an unconscious order to herself, Ada turned the gun to Samantha as she pulled that trigger. Two choices, two different paths. Ada knew from then on she had chosen the wrong path.

Chapter 60: Paradise Lost.

Samantha fell to the ground, clutching her wound. Ada watched as this woman, this stranger, crippled to her hands and knees and managed to find the strength to look up.

"Ada." She whispered, her arm bleeding from the gunshot wound. Ada realized the bullet was not threw and threw, but instead the throbbing, burning metal remained inside her, lodged into the bone.

"You've made the right decision Ada." Julia consoled, standing now at Ada's side.

"This terrorist is trying to plague your mind Ada, she's not your mother. End her life, swift and just." She continued, Ada's hands trembling with the weapon in her grasp. In the background, the faint cries of a baby became booming, thunderous wails matching even those of the explosive gunfire outside. Ada dropped her gun while racing for Brynn, who lay safely inside a crib.

"Oh honey." Ada coughed out, still trembling as she picked her daughter up.

"What else happened at that moment Ada, when you picked Brynn up.?" The woman questioned Ada, reading the laptop screen while Allison watched in fascination.

"You're the one lying." Ada repeated her mother's words now.

"You conspired against my daughter, lied to her for years about who she was, why she's an Agent today."

"I never lied to Ada, I kept things from her she wasn't ready to be told." Julia snapped back, pulling out her Glock from its holster and aiming it at Samantha's head.

"Bullshit." Sam replied, turning and leaning on her arms while her legs lay outstretched on the floor.

"Quiet!!!" Ada yelled to her mother, Brynn still whimpering in her arms.

"Ada, you must come with me, your in danger." Sam paused as the roof hatch swung open above. The three looked upwards, watching as a stun grenade dropped to the floor. As Julia turned back to Samantha's direction, the former HCF agent was already gone. The grenade rolled to Ada's feet, yet was sent flying as she kicked it away, diving back to the ground as the explosive concussion blast knocked Julia back to the floor. Ada placed Brynn down and grabbed her silenced Glock from its holster, spinning about on her back and aiming at the ladder just as her mother reached the top.

"I enjoyed meeting my granddaughter!" Were Samantha's final words as she climbed to the safety of the rooftop. Bullets fired almost endlessly from Ada's pistol, bouncing and splashing into the metal trap door.

"We need to get out of here." Julia's voice was almost silent, while Ada continued to fire. Brynn's cries were barely audible, and Ada continued firing. The continuous Self-Destruct alarm, the explosions outside, the helicopter taking off from the roof above, and all silence. Ada still fired at that metal trap even after her Glock clip emptied.

"Ada lets go!" Julia grabbed Ada's arm, pulling her away. Taking time to grab her daughter, the two ran out from the room.

"Ada!!" Jack yelled, firing his machine gun as Alpha team exited the building, the Self Destruct timer counting down to zero.

"And we escaped.the evac chopper shipped us to the HCF submarine Anubis, the Biotech facility exploded and the rest is history." Ada finished, clasping her hands together as the woman took a deep sigh.

"Your EKG shot up considerably right before you opened fire." She informed, still in the deep, calming voice.

"That was around the time the stun grenade blew up." Ada said sarcastically, annoyed by all these tests.

"No, just after that.I can see something strange in your thoughts, like something suppressed. Tell me everything that happened in that moment." The woman insisted.

"I see my mother.this terrorist.climbing the ladder. The grenade is still exploding, a huge light.all light.its blinding.I see a hand.she's grabbing a hand.I can see a face.a part of a face.they're sleeve is the same Commando uniform we were wearing." Ada stopped.

"The mole.?" Allison questioned, walking over to Ada.

"I can't make out who it is, it's a man.but.I don't know.I can see Dylan's face as well, he's by the helicopter.but I can't make out who the arm belongs too." Ada paused, opening her eyes and removing the electrodes.

"What are you doing?" Allison asked as Ada walked towards the door.

"The mole had to have been with us during the incursion, I might be able to match the face in my memory with the computer records of that day." Ada informed, walking down the corridor hurriedly.

"Ada there were over 6.000 agents deployed on that day, not including pilots, fighter pilots, and all non essentials." Allison replied, racing to her side.

"What are you suggesting then, give up? If we get this mole, we can get Dylan and the other four defectors, not to mention my mother and her remnants." Ada stopped, staring coldly into her friend's eyes.

"Ada I understand you're angry, but we may have another way." Allison paused, reconsidering her idea.

"And that would be?"

"Alpha team, your team, was not the first into that building. In fact, there were plenty of other teams inside before you, all either split up eventually or killed. If the mole managed to get to the rooftop before you and Julia got to command, then it stands to reason he would have reported to the second in command." Allison said.

"Romanov." Ada coughed.

"She's being held at Vanderzan Island, but we couldn't break her. We don't have the time to start questioning again." Allison insisted, looking up and down the corridor to be sure they were alone.

"What then?"

"Romanov was interrogating Jack before you burst in. The mole may have reported to Romanov before or during that interrogation. Jack may be able to provide us with information." Allison replied.

"In what capacity." Ada sensed Allison was building up to something.

"Intel Section has intercepted a communiqué signaling all Biotech freelancing agents to convene on one position in three days. The area they're meeting is too dangerous to raid with a team, and too many civilians to blow it up. The mole is a freelancing agent, same as Albert Wesker who is also going to the meeting. Wesker wouldn't be able to place the face of a HCF agent, and even if we sent in one of our own they would have the same problem, the mole is probably low key and forgettable. If Jack were to I.D the mole at this meeting, we would be able to close in on them later." Allison briefed.

"You want Jack and I to go.where then?"

"Taipei." Allison replied.

Chapter 61: Futility.

Berlin, Germany.

"Ich bin Ada Wong, Sie habe die Intelligenz für mich."

(My name is Ada Wong, do you have the intelligence for me?) Ada said, leaning over the bar counter as several drunken civilians sang jingles by the television in the corner. Jack stood to her right, looking paler then ever.

"Ich, Agente Wong. Jedoch war ein Mann hier früher, fragend, ob Sie schon ankamen, er, sagte ihn war ein Freund. Dort ist er dort."

(I do, Agent Wong. However, a man was here earlier asking if you arrived yet, he said he was a friend. There he is over there.) The bartender, also a contact of The Directive's, informed. Ada looked at a lone man sitting at a table, holding a drink barely tasted. Ada pressed her hand on Jack's shoulder, telling him to stay put for now as she approached the stranger.

As Jack stood there, contemplating on how he was brought into this whole mess, he watched his wife, this woman he had separated unwillingly so many months before. Here she was, doing her job, living her life. A small twitch in the corner of Jack's mouth appeared, perhaps a subconscious move or simply a grin to come, he didn't know. Ada Wong-his wife. He still loved her. Could he really blame her for what she was doing? Was it any different from his policing job? They both fought daily in their own jobs, to make the world safer. Deep in his mind, he already knew the answer. His stubbornness has prevented any reconciliation before, but now, strangely, it was different. He wanted to fix things-he had to. As he began walking to the table Ada sat at, conversing with the mysterious man, he watched her push her chair back, kicking the table into the strange man on the other side. Jack jumped back as she back-flipped onto her feet with her gun already drawn. Suddenly, he realized the entire population of the bar had their guns drawn towards them.

24 Hours earlier.

"You want me to go.where?" Jack asked, still holding the door halfway open as Ada stood uncomfortably on the porch. She continued to glance inside the small opening, hinting an invitation inside.

"Tiapei.it's in China." Ada replied, crossing her arms so hard just to relieve tension.

"I see.Ada are you crazy!?" Jack began to raise his voice-she couldn't blame him.

"Jack, we have a real chance to destroy Biotech here and now, but we do need your help. Do you remember your interrogation with a woman named Irina Romanov in Costa Rica?" Ada cut right to the chase, not wanting to waste their much-needed time.

"I do.why."

"So you remember if any interruptions were made during your interrogation- perhaps someone wearing the same commando uniform that HCF agents were?" Ada Replied.

"No, there were no interruptions until you broke in.except." Jack paused.

"Except what?"

"When Romanov entered the room-rather when she opened the door, I remember her talking with a man. His uniform could have been the same commando one as yours." Jack informed.

"Would you be able to I.D the face?" Ada questioned quickly.

"Yeah-yeah I think so." Jack replied, intrigued by all this.

"Jack you need to come with me, we desperately need your help." Ada pleaded.

"What.did you do after I left you." Jack asked out of the blue, catching Ada completely off guard.

"I resigned from field agent status.I couldn't continue.I've been an instructor at the Division 6 Agent training facility for six months.Escape and Evasion 101." Ada attempted to joke-to cut through the thick tension between them.

"If I go with you.to.China.this must be your last mission." Jack insisted.

"Jack." Ada began.

"No, damnit Ada! If I go, it'll be your last mission in the field. That's my deal." Jack lowered his voice as the neighbors from the house next door walked to their car.

"Alright, it's a deal. We leave for China in 12 hours, with a quick stop over in Berlin." Ada replied, shaking his outstretched hand to seal the deal.

" Ok..And so help me god.I never want to hear from this.Directive.ever again." Jack finished, slamming the door in her face.

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"Gut. Keine Notwendigkeiten, unnötig zu sterben. Die ganze Sie setzten Ihre Gewehren unten, ich sind nur hier für diesen Mann."

(Alright.no one needs to die needlessly. All of you put your guns down, I am only here for this man.) Ada said, never taking her eyes off the man in her gun sights, who remained stationary on the floor with no gun drawn.

"Ich mag nicht die Leute, die in meinen Stab kommen und Mühe beginnend, gehen Sie jetzt hinaus."

(I do not like people coming into my bar and starting trouble, now get out.) The bartender screamed, holding his shotgun high in his sweaty palms. Ada realized there was no escape without a little persuasion. Still holding the gun with her right hand, Ada reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her cellphone.

"Ich bin ein Regierung Vertreter. Dieses Telefon hat eine Zahl in seinem Gedächtnis, das an diesen Mann dort angeschlossen wird. Innerhalb seiner Jacke ist 30 Pfund C4, eingesetzt in das Futter der Jacke. Senken Sie Ihre Waffen und erlauben Sie mir, diesen Mann mit mir zu nehmen, und I won?t aktivieren die Zündkapsel."

(I am a government Agent. This phone has a number in its memory, which is connected to that man over there. Inside his jacket is 30 pounds of C4, inserted into the lining of the jacket. Lower your weapons and allow me to take this man with me, and I won't activate the detonator.) Ada held the phone high, with her finger on a button, which in retrospect would accomplish nothing. She was lying through her teeth. Jack stood wondering whether or not she really would have placed C4 in his jacket without his knowledge.

Jack turned his attention to the bartender, who was analyzing what the right move would be. Like basic human nature, the will to survive overcame his thoughts.

"Senken Sie Ihre Waffen." He and the other gun totting civilians lowered their weapons, allowing Ada to breathe a deep sigh. Grabbing the man on the floor, while still holding the cellphone in her hand, Ada began pushing him out the door. Jack followed.

"Ada who the hell is he?!" Jack panted as he ran up to her in the back alley. Ada held the Beretta to the man's head, after placing handcuffs to his wrists.

"Jack Summers.meet Dylan Torres." Ada replied, staring coldly into the traitor's eyes.

"The Dylan Torres? Isn't he."

"One of the traitor's from HCF.and an old friend. I've been waiting a long time for this Dylan, you have no idea how long." Ada began, pushing him into the wall and backing up with her gun aimed directly at his head.

"Wait! I'm here to help you! I'll help you find your mother." Dylan screamed.

"Oh come on. This is all she could think of? And they say she was the best of the best." Ada stuttered while Jack watched in mystery.

"It's the truth Ada.your mother has betrayed me." Dylan replied, spitting onto the pavement beneath his feet.

"So, the traitor betrayed? Now I wonder why I find your word hard to believe." Ada implied, smiling at his fascinating last resort to save his measly life.

"I can tell you that the meeting in China is a trap to lure you in, and I can tell you who the traitor is." Dylan said.

Here she was again. Two choices, two different paths. Before it was a fight for her loyalty, between her country and her own mother. Now, she could end her secret agenda, her vigilante for revenge here and now by pulling that trigger. However, Ada decided not to make the wrong choice this time. She was not about ready to make a mistake like that again. Still holding the gun high, Ada looked to her husband's blank face, which showed he had no clue as to what was happening.

"Continue then." Ada replied, looking back at Dylan when suddenly gunfire rained down from the end of the alley, as a Biotech team swarmed in. Ada opened fire-at first thought believing it was Dylan's trap all along. Yet as two of the swarm agents went down by hers and Jack's returning fire, a sniper from the end of the alley pulled the trigger, impacting a bullet into Dylan's chest. He was telling the truth.

Chapter 62: Pathfinder.

Ada grabbed Dylan's arm, yanking him back to his feet as he struggled to breathe.

"Jack, let's go!" Ada screamed, racing around the corner and smashing through a boarded up door far ahead.

"Here, help me bring him to the corner." Ada ordered, as she and Jack pulled bleeding Dylan to the corner. They didn't have much time until the swarm team intercepted their location.

"You.must listen to me Ada." Dylan pleaded, holding his wound while his speech stuttered.

"Ada.what are we going to do?" Jack asked, standing beside the doorway with his gun ready-Ada could sense the dozens of pattering footsteps outside, closing in on them like hunters after prey. Ada's stomach turned as she unwillingly felt remorse for Dylan. Yet she wasn't ready to trust his word, not after all the lies and deceit.

"Come on." Ada replied, grabbing Jack's arm and racing up the main stairwell. Only mere seconds later, the Biotech swarm team entered with guns ready. Leading the team was none other then Laura Collins, Agent Ghost. Her long, blonde hair seemed to glow in what light shone through the broken door, provided by the buzzing, neon sign showcasing the bar outside. Ghost strolled towards Dylan; her arms arched on her hips, and showed she was in control just by the way she walked.

"Secure this building-they're still here." Ghost commanded, turning her attention to Dylan.

"Very nicely done." Dylan commented, gasping for air.

"You've been a trouble to find, Nomad." Collins whispered into his ear as the swarm team launched to the stairs in single file.

"What can I say, we Nomad's are wanderers." Dylan chuckled.

"Indeed Nomad.I believe the Director will be interested in speaking with you.take him to the van.patch him up for transport." Collins moved aside to allow three of the remaining agents carried Dylan out the door.

"This looks bad, he may not survive transport back to Tiapei." One of the agents informed.

"Make sure he does.he has invaluable information I want." Ghost replied, breathing a deep sigh of frustration.

Tiapei, China.

In the distance, soft violin music hummed through the air. Ada walked arm and arm with her husband down the sidewalk, her blonde wig and deep red lipstick providing an excellent cover. With a long, silver dress and Jack's black tie suit, they stood out in the crowd as a handsome couple. Ada felt her necklace in an unconscious action of nervousness, the chain a wedding gift from Jack. He watched her holding it, rubbing the gold between her fingers.

"Are you sure about this?" Ada whispered to Jack, stopping in front of the expansive mansion estate as crowds of guests poured through the doorways. Jack looked left and right, with the clear expression of concern in his eyes.

"The real question is.are you sure." He replied.

"Oh Jack, don't worry about what Dylan said. This is too important to slip by.especially on the word of a terrorist.and of a liar." Ada answered, resuming their leisurely stroll into the building.

As the two made their entrance, Ada made a quick scan of the premises. Taking Jack aside and walking into an empty room, she prepared their plan.

"Alright, what did you see out there just now?" Ada asked quickly while going through her purse to ensure the equipment was ready.

"Huh? I don't know, at least five hundred people and one traitor.literally a needle in a haystack.what did you see?" Jack answered coyly.

"I count in the main lobby and ballroom over 2 dozen guards, all connected by portable radio transmitters which means a guard station is nearby. Seeing their not holding any guns and the background of these factions, each guard should have a holstered 9mm Chinese Markov pistol, with a possible ankle holstered PPK. Security cameras are scarce, which means there's no security threat on this floor. Besides the main door, there's four exits in the main ballroom leading to the back parking lot, while the main stairwell has a fire escape at the top." Ada informed, surprising Jack immensely.

"You can tell all that by a ten second stroll through a lobby?" Jack insisted.

"HCF trains you to spot and secure escape routes, as well as standard guard and security camera locations." Ada said, pressing buttons on her wristwatch.

"And back in Moscow, I saw you speaking German.how many languages do." Jack trailed off, intimidated in a way.

"I speak nine, including Chinese, so it should be helpful here." Ada smiled at Jack, placing her equipment back in her purse except for one thing.

"What's this?"

"Here, it's a standard stun grenade in the form of a nickel. Just twist the head of the nickel and throw." Ada replied, handing him the weapon.

"Anything else?" Jack coughed out, pocketing the grenade.

"If anything should happen.get out of China as fast as possible-how I told you to do it." Ada dimmed her smile, staring into his dreary eyes. She could see he was worried. He wasn't the only one.

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"Jack, anything yet?" Ada whispered into her mic, pacing around the ballroom with a champagne glass in her palms. Jack stood several meters above her on the crowded balcony, overlooking the crowd.

"No, this isn't good enough Ada, we need to lower the number of people in here." Jack said a little too loudly, catching the attention of several attendees to the party.

"I may be able to help you with that.stand by." Ada placed her champagne glass on the table as she walked towards the men's room. Making sure no one would see her, Ada entered the door.

The posh-decorated bathroom was a little too expensive for the mansion estate. Ada hid behind a stall as a man walked out the door, leaving only her and her target alone. Sneaking across the room, Ada approached the urinals.

"Stand at attention, soldier." Ada announced, causing Albert Wesker to almost jump to the ceiling. As he zipped up his fly and turned to greet her, Ada couldn't help but laugh.

"What a pleasant surprise." Wesker said in his usual calm demeanor.

"Your handler fill you in?" Ada cut to the chase.

"Finally flushing out the traitor, yeah. How can I help?" Wesker replied.

"Well, its obvious the meeting won't take place in such a crowded location." Ada hinted.

"Right. The meeting spot is in the basement-a storage warehouse under the east wing. It should start in about 20 minutes." Wesker informed.

"Good, I'll see you there, but you won't see me." Ada finished, walking casually out the door.

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"Don't.make.a sound." Ada whispered as she and Jack crouched on the balcony above the warehouse. As she and Jack watched several Biotech freelancers walk into the center of the room, Wesker appeared from the elevator.

"Good evening, gentlemen." Wesker announced himself, raising his arms in fascination.

"Is everyone here?" One agent asked, looking around at the group.

"Yes, we're all here. Let's get straight to business, shall we?" Another replied.

"Jack.?" Ada questioned as she watched him with a confused look in his eyes.

"I don't see him.he's not there." Jack implied, staring through the binoculars.

"Oh you can't be serious.maybe he's disguised, check for anything.a familiar voice, a quirk or something." Ada said, frustrated by it all.

"Wait.hold on, I think I see him." Jack paused, studying one of the agent's faces closely.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, that's him. I'd recognize that mark on his neck anywhere." Jack smiled, realizing he had did a good thing coming to China with Ada.

"Good, give me the binoculars." Ada grabbed the device and zoomed in on the agent with the mark on his neck, and snapped a picture with the inserted camera.

"Alright, we're done here, let's." Ada jumped down to the ground as her necklace accidentally came undone from the back. Almost in slow motion, almost like time ceased to exist, she watched the chain fall through the cracks of the steel balcony, plummeting to the cement floor far below. The slightest noise chimed upon impact, just enough to catch the attention of the agents. In unison, each agent went from staring at the chain to Ada and Jack above.

"Get them!!!" One screamed as Ada opened fire with her small, concealed PPK.

"Jack, get out of here!!!" Ada ordered as she watched Wesker firing wide shots-to keep his cover intact while not endangering Ada and Jack's lives.

"But.!" Jack began.

"No! Get that film back to the safehouse and transmit to HCF, now!!! I'll catch up to you!" Ada gave him a quick glance, planting a long kiss on his lips for good luck. Without any more glances, any more talking, Ada jumped up and began running for cover, while Jack crawled off into the shadows unseen. As she fired her last shots, Biotech armed forces stormed through all entrances, armed with M16's and MP5's. Only two Agents had gone down with her return fire, and even with another clip of ammo, another ten clips for that matter, it would make no difference. Surrounded, alone, and out of ammo, Ada raised her arms in defeat. There was nothing Wesker could do, without going against top priority orders. Jack was gone, and for that Ada thanked god. Yet here she was, dazed as the Biotech agents slammed her to the ground, captured by the enemy.

Several Hours Later.

Water dripped from the broken pipe along the ceiling, pouring small sparkles of dirty liquid onto the floor. All around the room, several torture weapons were mounted, screw drivers, stun guns, and other unknown tools. Lifting her weak head up, the young woman saw that the entire room was barred shut, each window and door was locked. All of a sudden the main door swung open, and he entered alone. The man who was her objective, she had failed her mission, and would most likely be tortured to death.

"Are you hungry.?" He finally questioned, sitting in front of her on a wooden chair.

"Starving." Ada replied, gasping and tasting the blood in her mouth.

"Well, you can have all you want to eat, as soon as you tell me what I want to know." The man inquired.

"Thanks, but I'd rather snap your neck." She chuckled silently.

"Indeed..Fine then, we can do this the hard way then." He threatened, taking out a syringe from a small case.

"You're going to drug me? Ha, isn't that a little predictable?" Ada joked.

"No my dear, this is a special type of sodium compound, a.truth telling serum. However, you should be warned 3 out of 5 people injected become quadriplegics within minutes." The interrogator squirted the syringe to test it, and reached for her arm.

"Too bad I'm not a man.." Ada hesitated, hearing only rumors of this type of drug. As the syringe injected into her arm, her vision instantly became blurry, disoriented.

"Now, who is it you work for." The man smiled, pulling out a pen and paper.

"Do you want the short answer or the long one." Ada asked.

"The long one, let's start with who you are and what your occupation is."

"My name is Ada Wong, Special Agent for HCF division 6." Ada answered.

"HCF.? What is this?" He continued.

"HCF stands for Highly Classified Faction, the highest security level of the CIA counter terrorism unit. We're funded by the black budget fund and work out of the company Cronoton Enterprises, a front for our network." Ada blindly gave the answers he seeked, feeling the effects of the drug.

"Cronoton Enterprises does what?" The interrogator questioned, writing everything she said on the paper.

"The company is real, specializing in next generation technology for the military, it's an affiliate of the CIA.HCF uses the corporation's buildings as fronts for facilities, since 1975." Ada leaned back and forth.

"Interesting.and what is HCF's goal?"

"To protect and prolong humanity from biohazard technologies, namely Umbrella, at all costs..it's the company motto." Ada answered.

"Very good Ms. Wong.very good."

"Can..can I tell you a secret?" Ada whispered, leaning closer to him and smiling.

"Yes yes what.." He asked coldly, not taking his eyes off of the paper he wrote on.

"That information is useless." Ada informed, yet he still did not look up at her.

"Oh really? And why is that?" The man continued.

"You remember my handcuffs? Well.I kinda picked them while telling you everything you need to know.could I have a new pair?" Ada threw her wrists around from behind the chair, wrapping the cuffs around his squirming neck. As he gasped for air Ada managed to break out of the leg bolts, and as her interrogator reached for a scalpel as a weapon, she snapped his neck.

"That..was rude." She panted, kicking the corpse slightly.

Chapter 63: Reloaded.

In what seemed like less then a second, three pursuers collapsed to the floor dead. Ads spun back around, the machine gun in her hands, and raced for the door at the end of the hallway. Through the cracks in the boarded up windows, small flashes of the sun beamed through as morning arrived.

"Freeze!" Ada screamed after busting through the door, raising the Uzi as a man threw his arms up in defeat.

"Don't shoot, I'm unarmed!" He said whimpering. Ada closed the door behind her, walking cautiously towards him.

"Where is Samantha Wong." Ada asked, patting him down to ensure he wasn't armed.

"I.I don't know." He cried, shaking in his boots.

"Was she ever here!?" Ada said in a low voice, trying to listen for oncoming footsteps in the distance, she had already come under heavy resistance.

"I.yes.she's here.she was.I don't know!" He replied.

"What is this place!?" Ada continued, escorting him down the hallway towards the stairwell.

"A.a laboratory.underneath this place.Please just don't hurt me, I don't even work here I'm with the visiting research team." He pleaded.

"From where."

"Japan-Biotech's Chimera testing center." He informed. Ada was surprised how well he was confessing to her.

"Chimera? Is it here?" Ada pushed him against the wall, staring into his terror filled eyes. Pressing the automatic into his ribcage, he was ready to divulge information to save his own ass. Intel at HCF had confirmed that researchers and scientists within Biotech were not trained to withhold information if "properly coerced".

"Yes.the final stages of the sample were being conducted here." He said, turning to the stairs as a Biotech swarm team raced down them. Ada turned her attention back to the researcher and slammed the butt of the gun into his forehead. Facing the boarded up window, Ada swung the gun up and fired, sending hundreds of tiny pieces of wood spiraling down to the ground below. As the team hit the bottom of the stairwell, all they found was the unconscious researcher.

"This is Deana Fitzgerald for KBB9 Access News, I need to speak with a Mr. James Reynolds." Ada said into the phone booth, staring at the Biotech safehouse across the street.

"Please stand by." A voice replied, followed by a few clicks across the phone line. Finally, Allison's voice came.

"Ada? Are you alright?" Allison asked, pacing back and forth down the aisle of her 747 jet en route to Tiapei.

"Yeah, I'm ok. I was taken to a Biotech safehouse, apparently a front of the Chimera Virus. I'm need an intercept team to meet me here in an hour, we're going in." Ada informed.

"Already halfway there Ada, I'm currently en route to your location with Alpha Team 9 in the cargo holds, e.t.a. about three hours." Allison replied.

"No good, Biotech has been compromised and is already packing up operations here.they'll be gone by then. I think my mother may be here." Ada insisted.

"I'm going to place a call into our contact within the Chinese government, he'll be able to pull a few strings and get the local police involved. Biotech won't be able to transport anything via roadways, and helicopter transportation should take awhile. Get to our safehouse and wait for our team to arrive, we'll be going in full force." Allison planned, getting her entourage's attention onboard the plane, sending the group into a frenzy of preparation.

"Good.have you heard from Jack.?" Ada said.

"Yes, he transmitted the mole's identity. We've got both Jack and the mole in our possession. Jack's at the safehouse preparing to leave."

"I don't want him bothered with all this, I made a promise to him to get him out of HCF-out of everything-after this. I'll see you soon." Ada hung up the phone, leaning against the glass of the booth. As she closed her eyes for a brief moment, something told her to open her eyes again. Staring out the glass, a red dot moved across her arm. The sniper fired.

Chapter 64: Her last stand.

Almost in slow motion, the bullet crashed through the glass and pierced into Ada's arm. Pushed by the impact, Ada was sent flying out the opposite end of the booth, landing hard on the pavement outside. Quickly regaining her senses, Ada jumped up and dove behind a bench as sniper fire continued to pour down on her. Holding her flesh wound from the bullet, Ada looked in all directions for any escape, yet none seemed possible. Just then, as if on cue, police sirens rang out in the distance. As the armada of squad cars slammed on their brakes in front of the Biotech building, they had provided Ada with her escape.

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Ada loaded the M4 assault rifle, pacing back and forth waiting for Alpha Team 9 to arrive. After changing into a black leather combat suit, she was more then ready to fight. Suddenly, a noise came from the back room.

Ada had hardly been at the safehouse for ten minutes, and because of this had little time to secure the location. As she raised her weapon and walked slowly towards the noise, Jack appeared from the stairwell.

"Ada." He said exhausted, throwing down his weapon and racing to her. Ada grabbed him around the shoulders, the two holding each other tight.

"I thought you were dead.I'm sorry I left you." Jack apologized, backing up to allow her to speak.

"No, I'm alright. But I have some unfinished business to take care of here.my mother." Ada informed, turning away from him to prepare her gear.

"Ada.enough with all this.quit this.this vendetta." Jack sounded tired- tired of everything that had happened. Ada could see it in his eyes, his actions, and his erratic movement. She was once like him-tired of the deceit, lies, and death. Now, it was different. Now, she was searching for the truth, and when she found it, whatever it may be, Ada was ready to make the decision needed to be made. Right now, all she knew is that her mother, this woman she knew nothing about, was a terrorist. Or was she?

"I can't Jack.not yet. I need to know who to trust and what to do.I can't keep living not knowing the truth." Ada defended.

"You can trust me, Ada. You always could, and always can." Jack replied, reaching for her hand.

"You should go, the plane will be waiting for you." Ada said, holding long- awaited tears.

"Like I said, you can trust me. And hey, I always wanted to see more of.Tiapei." Jack smiled.

"I can't ask you to come with me Jack."

"You don't need too, I won't leave you again.not even in our marriage." Jack blurted out, not realizing the full impact those words had on Ada. Believing those words, Ada had not been as happy as she was for a long time.

"Thank you." Ada whispered, and after staring into his eyes for several moments, locked her M4's clip into place. Jack threw on his jacket, grabbing several weapons and holsters from the many gun racks.

"What's our plan, then?" He questioned.

"I'll contact Allison, she's in charge of Division 6 now. I'll tell her to meet us at the Biotech facility. We'll move in and take out any security systems that'll interfere with insertion into the main labs." Ada informed, packing her equipment into her dark-red coat pouch.

"What kind of opposition should we expect?" Jack said, loading up his weapons and walking over to her.

"Heavy resistance, however the local police will secure the surrounding area of the building." Ada began walking to the adjoining garage, which stored several dozen different types of vehicles.

"Ada.one more thing.you said you need to know who to trust. Well.that man in Berlin, Dylan, was telling the truth, Biotech had groups of other agents waiting for something to happen." Jack implied, causing Ada to stop and think. He was right, when she was under attack, several dozen Biotech agents swarmed the warehouse. Dylan had told the truth. Without saying a word, Ada walked to a Ford Mustang parked in the lot, and hopped in.

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Police units controlled the street. Ada flashed her I.D badge to the officer controlling the roadblock, which allowed her entrance to the secured area. As she and Jack got out of the sports car, Ada's cellphone began to ring.

"Ada it's me, we've just landed." Allison said as she and her team walked across the landing strip several miles away.

"Good, Jack and I are already on scene. We're moving in as we speak." Ada informed.

"Alright, Intel has floor plans of the building, with key locations. We believe the security grid that prevents entry into the lab is located in the B1 basement, you'll need to use the elevators in the main lobby. The security grid switch should be in a fuse box of some sort, you'll have to hack it. Alpha Team 9 will be there in 20 minutes. Good luck." Allison hung up the phone upon entering the armored vehicle waiting for them.

"Come on." Ada said to Jack, pulling her M4 out from the car trunk and walking towards the front doors.

They entered with guns drawn, ready for anything. Ada opened fire as the Biotech soldiers swarmed in from the stairwells.

"Jack, take cover!" Ada screamed, diving behind a large marble pillar as gunfire rained down upon them. Spinning about, Ada returned the favor, killing several approaching agents and emptying her ammunition.

Throwing away her spent weapon, Ada reached into her red coat, grabbing two Uzi's holstered underneath her arms. Locking the safety's off, Ada jumped out and slid across the floor firing as bullets impacted the marble floors and cement walls. Outside, police only watched in awe as Ada took on a small army of soldiers.

"Ada, three o'clock!" Jack yelled, firing his Desert Eagle at the posted guards around the balcony above. Ada jumped back to her feet and dove behind another pillar across the room, throwing away the emptied weapons and pulling out her final gun, a Beretta M9. Spinning around the side, Ada fired at one of the final guards above them, hitting him dead on in the chest.

"Drop your weapons!" Ada screamed at the final group of guards who took cover at the end of the lobby. Ignoring her order, Ada signaled to Jack, who was holding up ahead of her, to prepare to close in. As she made her way with him closer to the group, the Biotech agents let out all they could against the two intruders, firing bullets in all directions until the final gunshot commenced. Realizing they had no other bullets to fire, Ada raised her gun and walked towards them cautiously.

"Hold your hands up, now!" Ada yelled, approaching the three remaining agents.

"Alright, you win." One whimpered, dropping his empty gun along with his comrades.

"Now, march out that door and kindly into police custody, now!" Ada commanded, following them carefully to the door. Jack remained at the elevator, pressing the call button over and over.

"You were amazing." Jack insisted, watching as she coyly walked back to him.

"You weren't so bad yourself." Ada commented, pressing the call button only once. Several seconds later, the elevator doors opened.

"You ready for this?" She continued, pressing the button for the basement.

"Always, let's get this over with." Jack replied, reloading his SPAS 12 shotgun.

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"I ran out of ammo, so you'll need to cover me." Ada said as she and Jack hurried down the basement corridor, an obvious place rarely visited. As a pack of rodents scurried through a hole in the wall, Ada approached the only locked door in the corridor.

"Fire." She simply put, stepping back and allowing Jack to open fire upon the door. Watching as it had no effect, Ada pushed him aside and reached into her coat.

"This should have a little better of an effect." Ada placed small pieces of explosives on the door's hinges, connecting the two electronic devices together with a wire. Stepping back, Ada flipped open her cell phone and dialed the activation code. Less then a second later, the smallest explosion erupted, leaving two smoking trails rising to the ceiling.

"Cute toy." Jack commented, walking with her to the door. With one kick, Ada sent the heavy steel door falling to the ground. Inside, the fuse box for the security grid sat on the northern wall. Ada opened the box and stared for several seconds at it, studying the device.

"Can you do anything with it?" Jack asked, holding position at the door.

"I think so." Ada replied, walking away from the box and stopping several meters away. Taking a deep breath, Ada spun about with her leg up, and drop kicked the fuse box with all her might. Sparks rained down on the damp floor, giving better light then the lone 60 watt light bulb in the room could ever provide.

"That should do it." Ada said, walking out the room as the fuse box caught on fire.

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The elevator doors opened to the sight of dozens of SWAT like agents, their guns drawn on Ada and Jack. Walking casually out the doors, Ada approached the group with no fear in the world.

"Ready?" Allison asked, walking from the main doors of the lobby while strapping on her vest.

"Like old times. Let's move." Ada replied, catching one of the weapons tossed to her and Jack by one of the Alpha Team 9 agents.

"Alpha Team 9, secure the stairwell." Allison ordered, standing idly by as the group of agents swarmed down the eastern stairwell.

"What's the plan?" Ada asked, following slowly behind the group with Allison and Jack.

"We've determined that Biotech have two separate main entrances to the lab underground, the elevator and this stairwell. We're taking the stairs, it's a safer route." Allison informed, racing down the steps with her gun drawn.

"Agreed, but I want one thing clear.I want my mother taken alive." Ada informed, stopping as the soldiers arrived at the bottom of the stairs.

"Agreed." Allison gave a quick look at Ada before approaching a blank wall, pressing her hand against the cold cement. Holding out her hand, like clockwork an agent handed her a small device. Ada walked to Allison's side and watched as she scanned the wall with the device. Several seconds later, the wall began to retract up, sliding slowly into the ceiling.

"Move in." Allison said, pulling her rifle up and moving in with the team.

"Ada, take Beta squad and secure the western sections, Jack, you're with Delta team and me. Split up." Allison whispered, securing the sights of the rifle to her shoulders and moving into a large room with her team behind. Ada paused at a corner, holding her gun out first and opening fire at the guards at the end of the hallway.

"Clear!" She yelled, pacing herself down the poorly lit corridor as Beta team covered her. Rounding another corridor, Ada's nerves tensed as she saw her mother at the end of the corridor.

"Ada!" Samantha screamed, turning around and racing for the office area ahead. Just then, gunfire let out its continuous, deafening blasts as Biotech guards closed in on their location from behind.

"I'm going after her, secure the area!" Ada ordered, racing after her mother as she entered a large office at the end of the rows of desks. Ada opened fire at the doorway, missing every shot. Running in with her gun raised, Ada watched as a ladder retracted from the floor, rising to the ceiling fast. With no time to spare, Ada threw away the rifle and jumped on the desk, diving for the last bar of the ladder as it raised into the ceiling tunnel. Above her, Ada's mother climbed to the rooftop.

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"All clear!" Allison informed, jumping out from behind the counter as the smoke cleared. Checking the pulse of a fallen agent, Jack approached her.

"What is this place?" Jack asked, pushing another clip into his rifle.

"A Chimera testing facility.this is one of Biotech's last facilities for the Chimera project." Allison informed, walking towards the vault containing all of Biotech's work. This was it, this was all of Biotech's work, their secret plans. The Chimera project was just beyond the doors. As Allison pulled open the door, an unknown-almost silent sound clicked on the other side. Peering through the crack of the doorway, Allison could make out a crate in the center of the room, which still housed several hundred vials of chemicals. Connected to the door was a string, which had been connected to the crate before the door was opened.

"Everyone get out!!!" Allison screamed, slamming the door and racing for the exit. The timer of the crate-bomb was winding down fast.

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Ada grabbed the last ladder rail, and pulled herself up onto the roof. Pulling out her holstered M9, she raced aimed in every direction, securing her location first. Suddenly a faint noise came from the shadows near the southern edge of the building, where Samantha Wong stood facing Ada.

"Ada." She said aloud, catching Ada's attention.

"Get down from there, now!" Ada screamed, holding the gun steady at her mother.

"Ada.I forgive you for shooting me.I understand you are confused." Ada could sense a hint of Asian accent in her mother's voice.

"Get down." Ada repeated, walking closer and closer.

"Ada.I'm not what they make you think I am.I'm not some tyrant." Sam continued, standing firmly on the ledge with her back to the 10 story drop.

"Please.just.stop." Ada said coldly, confused by everything that was happening.

"I'm afraid you won't be seeing me for awhile now, Ada.I need to go away for awhile.Chimera needs to be completed in order to take HCF down." Samantha sounded sure of herself that she would escape being held at gunpoint. Suddenly, the building rocked as the bomb in the lab went off.

"What was that!?" Ada said.

"Insurance.HCF cannot have the Chimera in their possession. I have the only purified sample with me." Sam informed.

"Put your hands up." Ada whispered, shoving the gun forward to ensure she was still in control.

"I forgive you, Ada.you won't shoot me again.you know deep down I'm telling the truth." Sam replied, stepping ever so slightly backwards towards the very edge.

"No." Ada coughed out, realizing she was in the exact same situation as before. Two choices, two different paths. She wasn't about to make the wrong decision again. Ada lowered her gun, giving her mother the signal she needed to proceed.

"I'll contact you sometime down the road.stay safe." Sam finished, back flipping off the ledge. Ada raced for the edge, leaning over and watching as her mother repelled to the center of the building. Pulling out a grappling gun, Samantha fired at the neighboring building and swung to the safety of the rooftop. There, Ada stood watching her mother disappear into the night's endless shadows.

Chapter 65: Intercepted.

Part V: Endgame.

Three Months Later.

A morning calm overtook the quiet neighborhood as the sun rose above the houses and trees. Ada's eyes opened to the blurry sight of the bright room, as a continuous beeping sound rang in her mind. Shaking her head as she lifted it above the pillow, the ring of her cellphone was finally identified.

"Hello." She coughed out, fighting the urge to yawn uncontrollably.

"Fittorio's Pizza, we're calling to confirm your delivery." A man said over the phone.

"One 16 inch pizza with four layers of cheese ought to do it." Ada replied.

"We were just about to suggest that, and what time will be good to deliver?" He continued.

"I'd say 4:30 p.m. on an October Monday." Ada answered.

"I'm afraid we can't get there until the Friday after, we'll keep you advised of your.pizza situation." The man hung up the phone. Ada placed her cellphone on the nightstand, and turned to a now woken Jack.

"What was that all about." Jack asked.

"Friday situation." Ada answered, jumping out of bed and grabbing her clothes.

"But it's only Wednesday!" Jack yelled as she dressed on her way down the stairs.

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Ada pulled into the parking garage of Division 6, stopping her car in her assigned space. Jumping out looking like a mess, she watched as several other agents pulled into the garage from the derelict streets, it was too early for morning traffic.

"A Friday situation, that's still a class five Umbrella alert right?" A colleague said, walking with Ada to the elevators.

"I'm not sure anymore, its been years since this kind of thing has happened, its always been Biotech this and Biotech that." Ada replied, pressing the security code for Division 6 access.

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Walking into command, Ada could see that the place was in disarray. Ever since the fall of Biotech just weeks before, Division 6 had been nothing but a recovery center, providing aid and overseeing progress on the now up and running, formerly hiatus Divisions of HCF. With Biotech gone-yet her mother still at large, Ada had welcomed the weeks of rest, ever since being put back on field status. Taking a quick note at the situation at hand, Ada turned to Allison who was already approaching her.

"Glad you could make it, the meeting's just about to start." Allison said, ushering Ada to the briefing room. As the two entered, seating around the table was The Incursion Directive's High Council, Julia, Donald Marcus, and four other new faces. Julia was the first to nod to Ada, it had been months since the two had seen each other.

"Please, take a seat Ada. Thank you all for coming on such short notice, I know its unreasonable to call on each of you at the same time, especially outside of the Chamber of Elders, however Division 6 has just struck gold.so to speak." Allison began, clicking her remote to activate the wall screen as the lights dimmed.

"What have you got, Director Quinn." Julia questioned, clasping her hands together neatly ontop of the desk.

"Four hours ago, Division 6's Intelligence team stationed in Raccoon City intercepted a communiqué to the Paris Lab in France. Here is the said transmission on your monitors." Allison clicked the remote again, turning on each person's monitor in front of them. Ada began to read the message.

-To: Lord Ozwald Spencer

From: William Birkin

Subject: T-virus annual report.

Dear Mr. Spencer,

I know sending you this annual T-virus report early is odd at best, however I can not keep myself from telling you now. Early tests of the Tyrant prototype have successfully been completed, and I believe it's only a matter of years before the Tyrant is ready for battle status. However, this is not the meaning of the early report, but instead the revelation of a new virus. Using our Lisa Trevor's host, I've discovered a retrovirus of some sort inside her blood work, which seems to be the form of a transformation to the T-virus. After decades of testing, I believe the new pathogen, from which I've titled "G" for Genesis, may have been created by mixing newer versions of the T-virus and the N-01 "Nemesis" sample, from which you sent from Paris, into Trevor's blood system. The result is astounding, a possible new virus which looks to surpass the T-virus in every single way. Further tests must be conducted, however I firmly believe progress on this virus will be greatly beneficial in the coming years.

Sincerely,

William Birkin.-

"As you can see, Birkin and the Spencer Mansion lab have been busy over the last few years." Allison insisted.

"Biotech.if they hadn't interfered with our operations, we could have stopped Umbrella." Marcus implied, clutching his shaking hand with anger.

"Whatever the case is now, we need to act fast. However, I strongly believe we should gather intelligence on Birkin's progress before any actions are made. This could be what we've been waiting for, HCF's single goal throughout the years, to investigate and evaluate Umbrella's plans and actions. This could be what its all been winding down to. And before we act, I believe we should evaluate-and investigate-what this.G-virus.is." Allison said.

"Agreed. Even if we had the manpower to take down every single Umbrella facility at once, which would need to be done if we wanted to be successful in the long run, god only knows how far this G-virus will take Umbrella. It could be a failure for all we know. And with HCF still in the process of returning to full status, we wouldn't be able to accomplish what's needed to take down Umbrella once and for all." Julia sighed, scanning over the letter again and again.

"What plan do you have in mind, Director Quinn." Marcus calmly questioned.

"We insert a mole long-term into the Spencer Mansion, alongside Albert Wesker. This mole would act as a liaison between the high ranking Wesker and an HCF base of operations within Raccoon City. The agent would be given an entire fictional background to coincide with a new life." Allison replied.

"And who will be this agent." One of the high council members said.

"Ada Wong." Allison waved her hand to Ada's direction.

"What?" Ada finally blurted out.

"You're the best candidate for the job Ada, your familiar with Wesker, your Division 6's top agent.need I go on?" Allison insisted.

"Yes!" Ada yelled, surprised by the recruitment.

"Ada.she's right, you're the best person for the job." Julia protested.

"I.I can't though." Ada coughed out, yet after more thought, she knew that they were right. "Alright, I'll do it.but what will need to be done?" Ada asked.

"You'll be going in as yourself. Ada Wong will be recently fired from Croniton Enterprises Analyst section, and be looking for work. Wesker will put in a good word for you with Birkin, saying that you two are long time friends and that your trustworthy. Wesker holds a lot of control at the Spencer Mansion, so getting you into a low-level position shouldn't be that hard. However.Ada you won't be able to bring Brynn and Jack with you." Allison informed.

"Why!?" Ada raised her voice once again.

"We can't risk it, you need to be solo on this." Allison answered.

"You mean I need to be solo in my love life-in case I need to snatch some unsuspecting talkative scientist.I see you've all been reviewing my mother's previous operations." Ada commented.

"Ada." Allison began, however shortly into her reply Julia cut in.

"Ada we don't have time to bicker of the past, we withheld information about your mother because we felt it needed to be done. I'm sorry but that's how this game works, its not all fields of flowers and happiness."

"I know.I'm sorry.If I'm going into the Spencer Mansion, I need all information, and I mean all intelligence, on previous operations. That means even my mother's work." Ada finished.

"Already done, report to Intelligence immediately and begin packing. A U- Haul will be at your house within the hour." Allison informed. As Ada exited the room, Marcus walked over to Allison.

"The Progenitor samples?" He simply put.

"Completed. Sorry it's taken so long, but it wasn't easy replicating the leftover samples that just barely survived the blast in Tiapei. I'm lucky I survived that blast myself." Allison replied.

"Good, ship the samples to the lab in San Andreas immediately, they've been waiting for this for quite some time." Marcus ordered. As he and Julia exited the briefing room, they both knew just what Ada's mission to Raccoon City and the newly acquired Progenitor Virus would lead to. Their Project Liberty was finally falling into place.

Chapter 66: Into the heart of evil.

"I don't understand." Jack insisted, sitting back in his chair as rain poured against the living room window. Ada, sitting beside him, leaned against his shoulder and simply held his hand.

"As much as I hate this.this is bigger then the both of us. Umbrella have been responsible for countless crimes against innocent people.I need to stop them." Ada answered, wiping away tears.

"Ada you've spent so many years just trying to rid the world of Biotech, and now they're gone. Now you want to go onto long term assignment, and lose your family?" Jack yelled, throwing away her hand and standing tall above her.

"Jack.its not that simple. There isn't one enemy in the world, there's countless thousands.HCF's ultimate purpose is to destroy Umbrella, and if it weren't for the costly war with Biotech both Biotech and Umbrella would be no more. But the simple fact is that HCF is crippled, we're just now regaining ourselves. And because of that, we don't have the power to take out Umbrella in a quick strike, it doesn't work that way. So they need me.The Directive needs me to go into the heart of Umbrella, and prepare for the final strike. Part of this mission is me being alone in Raccoon City, for yours and Brynn's protection.I promise you though, I will be back." Ada walked over to him slowly, watching his every move as he stared endlessly out the window. He couldn't understand, not yet. But he would some day.

Three Days Later.

The clouds were absent from the clear blue skies on that summer day of July 16th, 1995. Ada sped down the bustling highway, quickly scanning over the sign "Welcome to Raccoon City" on the side of the road. The rolling Arklay Mountains far off across the river was a place of pure evil, so badly that Ada didn't quite realize it yet. Soon enough, however, Ada would see the horrors of the Spencer Mansion.

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"Welcome to The Directive's sorry excuse for a Task Force operations center." Allison said, waving her hands around the vast control room, which closely resembled Division 6's. The Task Force center, code named "The Cell", was Division 6's new affiliate branch located directly in Raccoon City, under the North Point Mall.

"Its not so bad, I don't know how you managed to get this place up and running in less then a week though." Ada replied, walking up to her.

"Well, this place was already being used as a surveillance outpost on the Spencer Mansion, but with your new operation, we needed a place for you to report to, and a place we can use as a safehouse to coordinate any counter attacks against Umbrella." Allison informed, pacing about the room with Ada to her side.

"Practicing that one, have you? Anyways, what are you doing here anyways, shouldn't you be in Chicago at the real Division 6?" Ada implied.

"Hell no, I'm not a desk jockey Ada, I like to be where the action's at.That, and Division 6 has a prone to being attacked a lot. Anyways, take a look at this." Allison pointed at the wall screen, which showed the underground structures of Umbrella Inc., including the Uni Complex dead center of the city, several underground installations, and the Spencer Mansion lab on the outermost part of the map. The mansion was the only installation not interconnected with the TRAM network for the others.

"Jesus, aren't you a little worried Umbrella won't start mining through our walls? It looks like they've been busy setting up more underground installations, I don't recognize a few of these places." Ada studied the map carefully.

"I know I know. Looks like most of the new installations are security posts, with them all in strategic locations above ground. Other installations include waste disposal specifically in chemical products, armament placements and caches, laboratory storage facilities, pretty much the works. However, this one's got our attention the most." Allison used the main terminal to zoom in on a key underground structure almost adjacent to the Spencer Mansion.

"According to our Intel, this place is Birkin's private laboratory, most likely where the Genesis Virus is being produced and studied. The lab is located within a quarter mile to the Spencer Mansion, and only connected via a short TRAM system. The only way in and out of that lab is either another TRAM to and from the sewers, which lead upwards to the Water Disposal facility, or a huge lift ride up to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town. Both the disposal facility and the factory are within two miles of the Police Station." Allison informed.

"So?" Ada paused.

"So, this intensifies Intel that someone inside the Precinct is aiding Birkin and his lab, somehow Umbrella have been maintaining transport of chemicals and cargo through the sewers for some time now, and there's no way they'd be able to do this without the police's knowledge." Allison continued.

"Wait, I thought the precinct was over there, on the southern part of town." Ada replied.

"It was, until two months ago, when the police chief moved the entire precinct into the old art gallery. Now, it's the new police station. Anyways, this is only a heads up, you know the first rule of deep cover operations." Allison hinted.

"Yeah, know your territory. Thanks Allison, I'll keep an eye on the precinct and try to find out who the mole is. Anyways, has Wesker set up the interview?" Ada asked.

"Spencer has approved the interview, you're cleared to meet the Umbrella contact at their business office downtown, specifics are in this envelope. You're meeting is in an hour." Allison handed Ada the envelope.

"Good, time to sell my soul." Ada smiled.

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"Right this way, Ms. Wong." The secretary ushered Ada down the hallway, and into the head of the building's office. As she sat down in the chair, Ada stared directly out the window at the city landscape, which seemed so distant below from the high-rise she was in.

"Welcome." William Birkin said, walking out from his private bathroom and sitting in his seat. Ada knew better, this was only his front, his cover to the public, from who he really was. Ada already knew that underneath this building was a quick TRAM ride to the Spencer Mansion.

"It's a pleasure to meet you sir." Ada lied, unwillingly shaking his outstretched hand. Sitting back in her seat, Ada wiped her hand against her pant leg.

"So, Mr. Wesker tells me you two are old friends. He trusts you dearly." Birkin hinted at something more, yet Ada refused to play along.

"Yes we're old friends." Ada replied.

"Well whatever the case, I've gone over your academic and work histories, which are both outstanding I might add. Croniton Enterprises gives quite a few compliments on your behalf. I'm curious why you left your job with them so abruptly though." Birkin continued.

"Well, Croniton Enterprises was forcing me to travel quite a lot around the country, which was having terrible strain on my family life. I left the firm a month ago to try to resolve my home life, however the damage was too severe unfortunately. I lost my family, and when I told Wesker of my situation he offered me a better job here in Raccoon City, with better opportunities." Ada had memorized those lines, being sure to get them right. She only hoped those words perfectly matched the doctored background HCF had created.

"I see. Well, I do have the perfect position for you, for someone with your analyst background. You would be a perfect candidate for my personal assistant. However, for you to take this job you must sign.well.truthfully speaking about fifty non-disclosure forms. I also must have your answer now, or never." Birkin leaned back in his chair, clasping his hands on his stomach.

"My answer is yes." Ada said after a long silence.

"Good, then welcome to Umbrella." Birkin smiled.