Title: Operation: Solar Eclipse.
By: S.T.A.R.S Girl002
Summary: I'm not to good at this stuff... so you'll just have to read and find out. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Matt, Skyler, and Chip who all belong to me. Skyler, Matt and Chip: 0.0;;. S.T.A.R.S Girl002: hehehe... Anyway... ON WITH THE STORY!
Operation: Solar Eclipse
Chapter 3: Complications ~
"This is so not good." Claire said, still staring at the elevator doors.
"Oh god, which floor are they on?" Rebecca asked.
"I dunno, can't tell. They could be on both for all we know. Probably are." Claire replied, looking at Rebecca, seeing her own worry mirrored in Rebecca's face.
"Think we should call the others? Now would be a good time for back up." Rebecca said.
Claire considered their options. They could try to bust open the emergency hatch. They could sit and wait for the power to come back on and the elevator to start working again. They could try to force the doors open. Or they could call the others for back up like Rebecca suggested. And the pretty much summed things up.
'Well,' Claire thought to herself. 'Busting the hatch open would involve using ammo and now knowing what's outside of here we really need the ammo. So that's crossed of the list. There's a good chance the power wont be back for ages. And God knows what else it out there. And if the cables snap-
'-bad train of thought. Ok, so sitting in here obviously isn't a good idea. Moving on... lets see, if we call in the others they'd probably come in from the top and this building is about what? 40 stories high? Nope. Waiting is never a good idea. It could be ages before they reach us assuming they can actually find us. And then the cables could snap-'
'Ok, ok, ok... point taken.'
Claire looked at the doors, then around the small elevator. She spotted a crowbar in one of the corners.
"Well?" Rebecca asked.
It occurred to Claire she still hadn't answered Rebecca's question.
"Not a good idea." Claire replied. She walked over to the corner where the crowbar was and picked it up. "Instead, we're gonna force the doors open."
Skye and Rebecca looked at Claire like she had lost her mind.
"With a little elbow grease we could easily get them open." She said. And she was right. After about ten minutes of pulling and pushing they finally had wedged the crowbar between the doors. Thankfully they were closer to the tenth floor than the eleventh because the zombies they heard were on the eleventh.
"Ok, lets go." Claire said, getting on her hands and knees and somersaulted into the hallway, pulling out her gun and she hit the floor and rolled to her feet. She whipped her gun left and right making sure it was clear.
Next was Rebecca. She sat down on the edge and pushed herself off, landing perfectly next to Claire. She also pulled out her gun.
Skye was about to join them when the power came back on and the crowbar snapped causing the elevator doors to slam shut.
"Oh no!" Rebecca said as she heard the sound of the elevator moving to the next floor. But Claire was too focused on the three zombies inching out from the shadows.
She aimed the M93R at one of zombies heads and shot. It stopped moving and slumped to the floor. 'One down...' she thought and took aim to the next zombie, but it was already hitting the floor. 'Rebecca probably.' She aimed at the last one and shot, hitting the zombie perfectly. She didn't even waste time to see it fall, she grabbed Rebecca by the arm and pulled her to the stairs, running up them.
When they reached the next floor Claire stopped briefly to see if Skye was there and if the zombies got him. He wasn't there so she continued up, not thinking about what could have happened to him. She didn't have time to because when they reached the next floor the stairs stopped there; the ones continuing to the thirteenth floor were across the hallway, which was infested with zombies.
'Shit how many?' Claire thought as she took aim to the nearest one, shooting it, and then taking aim to the next one as Rebecca did the same.
'10? 15? Gotta be at least that many.' She thought continuing to aim and fire, slowly making their way to the next staircase.
Click-click
'Shit!' Claire slammed another clip in the M93R and continued to aim and fire. Finally they reached the stairs. Running up them, they slowed down looking around. No zombies, thankfully. But no sign of Skye either.
"Chip, come in." Claire said.
"Whatcha need?" Chip asked.
"Steve's room location and where the hell is Skye??" Claire asked.
"Steve's room location is room 326 and I have not a clue where Skye is. I thought he was with you?" Chip said. If he was at all worried he was doing a good sign of not showing it.
"We got separated." Claire said simply. No need in giving a long explanation.
"Ok. I'll try to track him down. In the mean time watch out for zombies." Chip said.
"A little late with that warning." Rebecca said sourly. That was exactly what Claire was thinking.
"Sorry." Chip said. And truly meant it.
"Well, get back to locating Skye and get back to us when you do." Claire said and continued on her way.
'Room 326... 326... wait? Didn't I do this already?' Claire thought to herself looking around. All of a sudden she wasn't seeing the Solar Eclipse building, she was seeing a hospital with nurses walking through the hallway. Weird.
"You ok?" Rebecca asked looking at her, worried.
Claire shook her head and the image was gone.
"Yea..." She said slowly looking around. She shook her head again, shaking it off and continued on.
"Dammit." Claire said as she tried the doorknob. It was locked. They had finally reached room 326.
Rebecca took her 9mm and aimed it at the lock and fired. The lock busted open.
"Barry taught me that trick." Rebecca said smiling, proud of her.
Claire laughed. "Can you wait out here for us?"
"Sure." Rebecca said looking a little hurt, but she understood. Something just had to be done by themselves, not in a group.
"Thanks." Claire said and opened the door, closing it quietly behind her.
What she saw inside shocked her. Though she wasn't quite sure why. Inside Steve was sitting on a couch on the opposite side of the room, one leg on the couch, the other on the floor, looking out the window. He was in a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots with wristbands on both his wrists. He was completely unaware of Claire presence. Claire figured he had been when she said hi to him and he jumped and fell off the couch.
"Ow.... Hey what do you think you're do...." He trailed off when he saw who had scared the shit out of him. It was Claire Redfield. His Claire Redfield. She was standing there, looking at him, gun in one hand. Once again it was aimed low, but definitely aimed at him. Steve got up moving very slowly, not wanting to make any sudden movements that would cause her to shoot her gun.
"Hey Claire." Steve said not taking his eyes off her gun.
"Hey." Claire replied. Noticing her gun was aimed at him, she lowered it. She was starting to get a weird feeling. She started back away from Steve.
"What's wrong?" He asked her.
"No-nothing." Claire said. Her back hit the wall causing her to jump slightly. She stared at Steve and suddenly realized why she was scared. Steve had died. He had died and she had witnessed it. She had cried for days because if it. Why the hell was he standing in front of her 2 weeks later?
"What's wrong?" Steve asked again.
"Nothing." She repeated again.
"Something's wrong. You look like you've seen a ghost." It hit him as those last few words left his lips. She was scared of him. She, Claire Redfield, was scared of him, Steve Burnside, whom she had worked together with to escape Rockfort only to get stuck in Antarctic and having to leave with out him.
'Oh.' He thought to himself. 'She had left without me. Meaning I was dead and now I'm standing in front of her 2 weeks later. Hell, I'd be scared of me too if I were her.'
"Claire," he started. "Its me, Steve. Don't be scared."
He walked up to her and she squeaked as he gently brushed aside a piece of fallen hair away from her face.
"Steve?" Claire said.
He nodded, smiling.
"Oh Steve!" Claire said throwing her arms around his neck and bursting into tears. Steve put his arms around her and petted her hair.
"Shah." He said gently.
"I... thought... I'd... lost... you." she choked out between sobs.
"Only for a lite while." he replied.
Just then Rebecca busted through the door, her gun aimed at Steve who jumped back away from Claire, who's own gun was aimed at Rebecca. She quickly lowered it seeing that it was Rebecca.
"Alright buddy, back away from the lady." Rebecca growled.
Claire laughed and whipped away her tears.
Steve looked at Claire, horrified. Some maniac woman busted in the room, was aiming a gun at his head and she found it funny.
"Becca, its ok. Its just Steve." Claire said. Steve relaxed a bit now knowing what she thought was funny. But the maniac woman still had her gun aimed at his head.
"Oh." The woman said, blushing a bit. She lowered her gun. "Sorry, 'bout that."
"Its ok... I think." Steve said, still a little shaky.
Claire laughed again.
"Steve this is Rebecca Chambers, one of my best friends. Becca, This is Steve Burnside, who-"
"Yea, yea, I know the whole deal between you two." Rebecca said laughing.
"Hi Rebecca." Steve said smiling.
"Hi Steve!" Rebecca replied.
Steve laughed. How anyone could aim a gun at someone then be so perky afterwards was beyond him. But she didn't seem all that bad.
"We'd better get going." Claire said. "Oh before I forget." She took off one of the backpacks she was wearing and handed it to Steve. She had taken an extra one when Skye was handing them out.
Guns ready, the trio left the room preparing for the worst.
A/N: That was chapter 3! Hope ya enjoyed it! Don't forget to review! ^_^
By: S.T.A.R.S Girl002
Summary: I'm not to good at this stuff... so you'll just have to read and find out. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Matt, Skyler, and Chip who all belong to me. Skyler, Matt and Chip: 0.0;;. S.T.A.R.S Girl002: hehehe... Anyway... ON WITH THE STORY!
Operation: Solar Eclipse
Chapter 3: Complications ~
"This is so not good." Claire said, still staring at the elevator doors.
"Oh god, which floor are they on?" Rebecca asked.
"I dunno, can't tell. They could be on both for all we know. Probably are." Claire replied, looking at Rebecca, seeing her own worry mirrored in Rebecca's face.
"Think we should call the others? Now would be a good time for back up." Rebecca said.
Claire considered their options. They could try to bust open the emergency hatch. They could sit and wait for the power to come back on and the elevator to start working again. They could try to force the doors open. Or they could call the others for back up like Rebecca suggested. And the pretty much summed things up.
'Well,' Claire thought to herself. 'Busting the hatch open would involve using ammo and now knowing what's outside of here we really need the ammo. So that's crossed of the list. There's a good chance the power wont be back for ages. And God knows what else it out there. And if the cables snap-
'-bad train of thought. Ok, so sitting in here obviously isn't a good idea. Moving on... lets see, if we call in the others they'd probably come in from the top and this building is about what? 40 stories high? Nope. Waiting is never a good idea. It could be ages before they reach us assuming they can actually find us. And then the cables could snap-'
'Ok, ok, ok... point taken.'
Claire looked at the doors, then around the small elevator. She spotted a crowbar in one of the corners.
"Well?" Rebecca asked.
It occurred to Claire she still hadn't answered Rebecca's question.
"Not a good idea." Claire replied. She walked over to the corner where the crowbar was and picked it up. "Instead, we're gonna force the doors open."
Skye and Rebecca looked at Claire like she had lost her mind.
"With a little elbow grease we could easily get them open." She said. And she was right. After about ten minutes of pulling and pushing they finally had wedged the crowbar between the doors. Thankfully they were closer to the tenth floor than the eleventh because the zombies they heard were on the eleventh.
"Ok, lets go." Claire said, getting on her hands and knees and somersaulted into the hallway, pulling out her gun and she hit the floor and rolled to her feet. She whipped her gun left and right making sure it was clear.
Next was Rebecca. She sat down on the edge and pushed herself off, landing perfectly next to Claire. She also pulled out her gun.
Skye was about to join them when the power came back on and the crowbar snapped causing the elevator doors to slam shut.
"Oh no!" Rebecca said as she heard the sound of the elevator moving to the next floor. But Claire was too focused on the three zombies inching out from the shadows.
She aimed the M93R at one of zombies heads and shot. It stopped moving and slumped to the floor. 'One down...' she thought and took aim to the next zombie, but it was already hitting the floor. 'Rebecca probably.' She aimed at the last one and shot, hitting the zombie perfectly. She didn't even waste time to see it fall, she grabbed Rebecca by the arm and pulled her to the stairs, running up them.
When they reached the next floor Claire stopped briefly to see if Skye was there and if the zombies got him. He wasn't there so she continued up, not thinking about what could have happened to him. She didn't have time to because when they reached the next floor the stairs stopped there; the ones continuing to the thirteenth floor were across the hallway, which was infested with zombies.
'Shit how many?' Claire thought as she took aim to the nearest one, shooting it, and then taking aim to the next one as Rebecca did the same.
'10? 15? Gotta be at least that many.' She thought continuing to aim and fire, slowly making their way to the next staircase.
Click-click
'Shit!' Claire slammed another clip in the M93R and continued to aim and fire. Finally they reached the stairs. Running up them, they slowed down looking around. No zombies, thankfully. But no sign of Skye either.
"Chip, come in." Claire said.
"Whatcha need?" Chip asked.
"Steve's room location and where the hell is Skye??" Claire asked.
"Steve's room location is room 326 and I have not a clue where Skye is. I thought he was with you?" Chip said. If he was at all worried he was doing a good sign of not showing it.
"We got separated." Claire said simply. No need in giving a long explanation.
"Ok. I'll try to track him down. In the mean time watch out for zombies." Chip said.
"A little late with that warning." Rebecca said sourly. That was exactly what Claire was thinking.
"Sorry." Chip said. And truly meant it.
"Well, get back to locating Skye and get back to us when you do." Claire said and continued on her way.
'Room 326... 326... wait? Didn't I do this already?' Claire thought to herself looking around. All of a sudden she wasn't seeing the Solar Eclipse building, she was seeing a hospital with nurses walking through the hallway. Weird.
"You ok?" Rebecca asked looking at her, worried.
Claire shook her head and the image was gone.
"Yea..." She said slowly looking around. She shook her head again, shaking it off and continued on.
"Dammit." Claire said as she tried the doorknob. It was locked. They had finally reached room 326.
Rebecca took her 9mm and aimed it at the lock and fired. The lock busted open.
"Barry taught me that trick." Rebecca said smiling, proud of her.
Claire laughed. "Can you wait out here for us?"
"Sure." Rebecca said looking a little hurt, but she understood. Something just had to be done by themselves, not in a group.
"Thanks." Claire said and opened the door, closing it quietly behind her.
What she saw inside shocked her. Though she wasn't quite sure why. Inside Steve was sitting on a couch on the opposite side of the room, one leg on the couch, the other on the floor, looking out the window. He was in a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots with wristbands on both his wrists. He was completely unaware of Claire presence. Claire figured he had been when she said hi to him and he jumped and fell off the couch.
"Ow.... Hey what do you think you're do...." He trailed off when he saw who had scared the shit out of him. It was Claire Redfield. His Claire Redfield. She was standing there, looking at him, gun in one hand. Once again it was aimed low, but definitely aimed at him. Steve got up moving very slowly, not wanting to make any sudden movements that would cause her to shoot her gun.
"Hey Claire." Steve said not taking his eyes off her gun.
"Hey." Claire replied. Noticing her gun was aimed at him, she lowered it. She was starting to get a weird feeling. She started back away from Steve.
"What's wrong?" He asked her.
"No-nothing." Claire said. Her back hit the wall causing her to jump slightly. She stared at Steve and suddenly realized why she was scared. Steve had died. He had died and she had witnessed it. She had cried for days because if it. Why the hell was he standing in front of her 2 weeks later?
"What's wrong?" Steve asked again.
"Nothing." She repeated again.
"Something's wrong. You look like you've seen a ghost." It hit him as those last few words left his lips. She was scared of him. She, Claire Redfield, was scared of him, Steve Burnside, whom she had worked together with to escape Rockfort only to get stuck in Antarctic and having to leave with out him.
'Oh.' He thought to himself. 'She had left without me. Meaning I was dead and now I'm standing in front of her 2 weeks later. Hell, I'd be scared of me too if I were her.'
"Claire," he started. "Its me, Steve. Don't be scared."
He walked up to her and she squeaked as he gently brushed aside a piece of fallen hair away from her face.
"Steve?" Claire said.
He nodded, smiling.
"Oh Steve!" Claire said throwing her arms around his neck and bursting into tears. Steve put his arms around her and petted her hair.
"Shah." He said gently.
"I... thought... I'd... lost... you." she choked out between sobs.
"Only for a lite while." he replied.
Just then Rebecca busted through the door, her gun aimed at Steve who jumped back away from Claire, who's own gun was aimed at Rebecca. She quickly lowered it seeing that it was Rebecca.
"Alright buddy, back away from the lady." Rebecca growled.
Claire laughed and whipped away her tears.
Steve looked at Claire, horrified. Some maniac woman busted in the room, was aiming a gun at his head and she found it funny.
"Becca, its ok. Its just Steve." Claire said. Steve relaxed a bit now knowing what she thought was funny. But the maniac woman still had her gun aimed at his head.
"Oh." The woman said, blushing a bit. She lowered her gun. "Sorry, 'bout that."
"Its ok... I think." Steve said, still a little shaky.
Claire laughed again.
"Steve this is Rebecca Chambers, one of my best friends. Becca, This is Steve Burnside, who-"
"Yea, yea, I know the whole deal between you two." Rebecca said laughing.
"Hi Rebecca." Steve said smiling.
"Hi Steve!" Rebecca replied.
Steve laughed. How anyone could aim a gun at someone then be so perky afterwards was beyond him. But she didn't seem all that bad.
"We'd better get going." Claire said. "Oh before I forget." She took off one of the backpacks she was wearing and handed it to Steve. She had taken an extra one when Skye was handing them out.
Guns ready, the trio left the room preparing for the worst.
A/N: That was chapter 3! Hope ya enjoyed it! Don't forget to review! ^_^