For a moment, Chris could have swore he'd seen a woman on the top deck of
the ship as he'd entered. But he climbed further up and scrowered the decks
for her with no success. Maybe it was the light playing tricks on him. He
hadn't slept the night before. Memories of Arklay still haunted his dreams.
He remembered finding Kenneth's body in the small study. His first
encounter with one of Umbrella's nightmares. Kenneth wouldn't have known
what the hell that thing was. Ken was a genuine good guy. He'd left a wife
and his 12 year old son that night. Nothing would ever bring him back, and
it was all for the sake of gathering combat data. It made Chris sick to
think that a huge multi-national souless company like Umbrella got rich
with money that they didn't even need, from destroying lives like that.
Chris put it out of his mind. He'd managed to successfully get on to the ship. Now he had to some how gain access to the inner sanctum of this ship and see just where it was headed. Chris walked down the corridor, pretty nonchalantly. He knew there would be no guards on the ship anymore as the crew were navagating the ship. Chris needed to know where this ship was headed so he could signal the others. Destroying the contents would be no good if Chris and Carlos didn't have any means to escape from drowning somewhere in the Pacific. He didn't even know if that's where it was headed. This ship could be going anywhere and it could even take days to get there.
Chris stepped down the halways of the ship. There was a search light scowering the top deck. Did they know he was here? Before he could answer his own question, Chris heard a big heavy clank. Almost like somebody closing a large steel door. Chris couldn't see the door from where he was, but he knew it was close. It had to be.
He crouched behind the life boat for a little longer, waiting for whoever it was to pass him, so he could continue down the passage and into the hallway. Nobody came. Chris climbed from his position behind the life boat and continued down the passage, eventualy coming to a large steel door. He grasped the wheel and turned with all his strength. The door was frozen due to the cold air, but Chris had been in the Air Force and wasn't exactly out of shape. The door gave a 'click' sound as Chris pulled the weight from the frame and entered the room.
There wasn't much to see, only a small table with a few scattered papers, and a small blue chair. Chris leafed through the papers searching for anything important, but found that most were reports on Chemicals. Prehaps if Rebecca were here she would be able to make some sense of it, but Chris didn't have a clue. One document did catch his eye however.
To: BioTech Foundation: Host Capture Force - Donald Kimble CC: Commander A.W. Re: T-Alexia virus
As you know the Rockfort Island Operation was not a complete disaster. We were unable to obtain any sample what-so-ever of the rumored T-Veronica virus that was apparantly being researched by Alexia Ashford. However once at Umbrella's Antarctic research facility, we were able to obtain a mutated strain of the T-Veroica virus that had been mutated by Alexia Ashford through one, Steven Burnside.
I have dubbed the new strain of the T-Veronca virus, the T-Alexia virus so as to avoid confusion. The T-A virus seems to have a more imediate effect on it's host that it's predecessor. However, our research continues.
We are also continuing to persue our rogue opperative Ada Wong. Ada was marked for termination after failing to collect the G-virus from R.C.P.D. Officer Leon S. Kennedy, however, she managed to escape our custordy before her sentence could be carried out. We have placed a watch over Leon Kennedy in case Wong tries to contact him, which I am sure she will.
I would also like to take the time to address the loss of one of our informants within Umbrella Inc. John Burnside, father of Steven Burnside, was discovered to be selling sensative company information on Umbrella to us. It is unknown at this time what exaclty has become of Mr. Burnside and the rest of his family, but we are looking in to it.
They were watching Leon? Was there one of them in our ranks? Who was this "Ada"? Chris folded the document and placed it into his chest pocket. He could try to figure out what this meant later. Right now, he had to find Carlos. Chris pulled out his two-way radio and tuned in to Carlos' frequency.
"Carlos, this is Chris, do you read me?" There was no reply. All Chris got back was the sound of crackling static. "Carlos, this is Chris, answer me. Are you aboard the Motor-Vessel Dawn?" Still nothing. Chris cursed to himself. He could carry on this mission without Carlos' help, but it would be increasingly difficult. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed the cocky youth.
Chris gave a sigh as he prepared to search for his team mate, who could be anywhere. Carlos could have fallen into the cold black sea and been swept away by it's poweful waves. Or worse.
"Relax. The kids a lot tougher than you give him credit for Redfield." Chris said to himself. Hoping that he was right. Chris left the rather small room and continued down the ship.
---
Carlos spun around instantly, lifting his gun in the air and preparing to fire. To his suprise, what he saw, hadn't really been what he was expecting. A small Asian woman stood before him, with her gun raised at his chest. She was wearing what looked like a black military style outfit. They were at a stand off.
"That first shot was a warning. The second won't be." the woman spoke in a calm voice. Clearly she was no rookie. "Now, place your weapon on the ground in front of you and kick it towards me." Carlos obeyed. He wasn't in very good position to get the shot off at her. The woman picked up Carlos' gun from the floor without taking her eyes off him.
"Let me see your ID card." she asked in a cold tone.
"Don't have one lady." Carlos replied. Still cocky, despite his situation.
"You're not one of them, are you?"
"Umbrella? No. I belong to an Anti-Umbrella faction."
"...Umbrella? Hmm... then what are you doing here?" the woman continued to question Carlos.
"We recieved some information that this Motor-Vessel was carrying a new BioWeapon. Nothing like we had ever seen before. I'm here to find out more about it and to destroy it if I can."
The woman gave small laugh. "I see. Do you have any idea where this Bio Weapon is?"
"I'm not telling you a thing until you tell me a little bit more about yourself." Carlos spat out at her.
"Very well. I'm with the Chinese Intelligence. We got word that Umbrella had be performing certain illegal experiments on the wildlife in our area. Apparantly they needed to test their viral weaponry on the immune system of certain creatures that can only be found in our country. Needless to say, my Government does not take kindley to these types of activites."
"And you're here to stop them?"
"No. I 'm only here to find out what it is they're planning and report back to my supperiors."
"So then you're not going to let me destroy that thing are you?"
"I don't care what you do. After I have my data, I am getting off this ship." the woman replied.
"Listen, it sounds like you and I have similar interests. We could work together on finding this thing and I'll pull the plug once you're gone." Carlos seemed a little excited by this. You could tell by the tone in his voice.
"Hmm... All right. We'll do it your way... for now." the woman spoke in a soft tone. She handed Carlos his gun back as she began to exit the room.
"Wait!" Carlos called out to her. She stopped and turned around. "You don't even know my name."
"I don't care." the woman replied.
"It's Carlos. What's yours?"
The woman hesited for a while before answering.
"...Kennedy. Jessica Kennedy." she spoke, with the slightest shred of emotion filtering into her voice.
"Nice to meet you lady." Carlos replied, turning on the charm. Jessica gave a shrug and exited the room. Carlos stood alone. Wondering what to do now.
Chris put it out of his mind. He'd managed to successfully get on to the ship. Now he had to some how gain access to the inner sanctum of this ship and see just where it was headed. Chris walked down the corridor, pretty nonchalantly. He knew there would be no guards on the ship anymore as the crew were navagating the ship. Chris needed to know where this ship was headed so he could signal the others. Destroying the contents would be no good if Chris and Carlos didn't have any means to escape from drowning somewhere in the Pacific. He didn't even know if that's where it was headed. This ship could be going anywhere and it could even take days to get there.
Chris stepped down the halways of the ship. There was a search light scowering the top deck. Did they know he was here? Before he could answer his own question, Chris heard a big heavy clank. Almost like somebody closing a large steel door. Chris couldn't see the door from where he was, but he knew it was close. It had to be.
He crouched behind the life boat for a little longer, waiting for whoever it was to pass him, so he could continue down the passage and into the hallway. Nobody came. Chris climbed from his position behind the life boat and continued down the passage, eventualy coming to a large steel door. He grasped the wheel and turned with all his strength. The door was frozen due to the cold air, but Chris had been in the Air Force and wasn't exactly out of shape. The door gave a 'click' sound as Chris pulled the weight from the frame and entered the room.
There wasn't much to see, only a small table with a few scattered papers, and a small blue chair. Chris leafed through the papers searching for anything important, but found that most were reports on Chemicals. Prehaps if Rebecca were here she would be able to make some sense of it, but Chris didn't have a clue. One document did catch his eye however.
To: BioTech Foundation: Host Capture Force - Donald Kimble CC: Commander A.W. Re: T-Alexia virus
As you know the Rockfort Island Operation was not a complete disaster. We were unable to obtain any sample what-so-ever of the rumored T-Veronica virus that was apparantly being researched by Alexia Ashford. However once at Umbrella's Antarctic research facility, we were able to obtain a mutated strain of the T-Veroica virus that had been mutated by Alexia Ashford through one, Steven Burnside.
I have dubbed the new strain of the T-Veronca virus, the T-Alexia virus so as to avoid confusion. The T-A virus seems to have a more imediate effect on it's host that it's predecessor. However, our research continues.
We are also continuing to persue our rogue opperative Ada Wong. Ada was marked for termination after failing to collect the G-virus from R.C.P.D. Officer Leon S. Kennedy, however, she managed to escape our custordy before her sentence could be carried out. We have placed a watch over Leon Kennedy in case Wong tries to contact him, which I am sure she will.
I would also like to take the time to address the loss of one of our informants within Umbrella Inc. John Burnside, father of Steven Burnside, was discovered to be selling sensative company information on Umbrella to us. It is unknown at this time what exaclty has become of Mr. Burnside and the rest of his family, but we are looking in to it.
They were watching Leon? Was there one of them in our ranks? Who was this "Ada"? Chris folded the document and placed it into his chest pocket. He could try to figure out what this meant later. Right now, he had to find Carlos. Chris pulled out his two-way radio and tuned in to Carlos' frequency.
"Carlos, this is Chris, do you read me?" There was no reply. All Chris got back was the sound of crackling static. "Carlos, this is Chris, answer me. Are you aboard the Motor-Vessel Dawn?" Still nothing. Chris cursed to himself. He could carry on this mission without Carlos' help, but it would be increasingly difficult. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed the cocky youth.
Chris gave a sigh as he prepared to search for his team mate, who could be anywhere. Carlos could have fallen into the cold black sea and been swept away by it's poweful waves. Or worse.
"Relax. The kids a lot tougher than you give him credit for Redfield." Chris said to himself. Hoping that he was right. Chris left the rather small room and continued down the ship.
---
Carlos spun around instantly, lifting his gun in the air and preparing to fire. To his suprise, what he saw, hadn't really been what he was expecting. A small Asian woman stood before him, with her gun raised at his chest. She was wearing what looked like a black military style outfit. They were at a stand off.
"That first shot was a warning. The second won't be." the woman spoke in a calm voice. Clearly she was no rookie. "Now, place your weapon on the ground in front of you and kick it towards me." Carlos obeyed. He wasn't in very good position to get the shot off at her. The woman picked up Carlos' gun from the floor without taking her eyes off him.
"Let me see your ID card." she asked in a cold tone.
"Don't have one lady." Carlos replied. Still cocky, despite his situation.
"You're not one of them, are you?"
"Umbrella? No. I belong to an Anti-Umbrella faction."
"...Umbrella? Hmm... then what are you doing here?" the woman continued to question Carlos.
"We recieved some information that this Motor-Vessel was carrying a new BioWeapon. Nothing like we had ever seen before. I'm here to find out more about it and to destroy it if I can."
The woman gave small laugh. "I see. Do you have any idea where this Bio Weapon is?"
"I'm not telling you a thing until you tell me a little bit more about yourself." Carlos spat out at her.
"Very well. I'm with the Chinese Intelligence. We got word that Umbrella had be performing certain illegal experiments on the wildlife in our area. Apparantly they needed to test their viral weaponry on the immune system of certain creatures that can only be found in our country. Needless to say, my Government does not take kindley to these types of activites."
"And you're here to stop them?"
"No. I 'm only here to find out what it is they're planning and report back to my supperiors."
"So then you're not going to let me destroy that thing are you?"
"I don't care what you do. After I have my data, I am getting off this ship." the woman replied.
"Listen, it sounds like you and I have similar interests. We could work together on finding this thing and I'll pull the plug once you're gone." Carlos seemed a little excited by this. You could tell by the tone in his voice.
"Hmm... All right. We'll do it your way... for now." the woman spoke in a soft tone. She handed Carlos his gun back as she began to exit the room.
"Wait!" Carlos called out to her. She stopped and turned around. "You don't even know my name."
"I don't care." the woman replied.
"It's Carlos. What's yours?"
The woman hesited for a while before answering.
"...Kennedy. Jessica Kennedy." she spoke, with the slightest shred of emotion filtering into her voice.
"Nice to meet you lady." Carlos replied, turning on the charm. Jessica gave a shrug and exited the room. Carlos stood alone. Wondering what to do now.