As We Go Forth
A/N: This IS the sequel to Russian Christmas Music, so unless you have completed that you probably will not be able to follow this one very well. When we last left off, Chris had basically betrayed everyone by sleeping with who else? Wesker! I don't know how I get them together in everything... guess I had to have a yaoi pairing or I'd go crazy! Well, this story will probably be a little longer than the other one, so think of that as more a prelude. This story deals with the Boston raid (or maybe just part of it depending on how my thought process), and I am going to throw in some good turns along the way! We begin on the day they arrived outside Boston, as they prepare to storm the base at nightfall.
"How do we know that the spill hasn't already happened?" Carlos asked quietly, looking over his shoulder to Chris who leaned against a tree a little bit behind him. Carlos set down his binoculars and turned fully to the group assembled behind him. Claire, and Leon stood by Chris, who spoke up:
"We're just going by the pattern that Wesker had laid out for us. He always spills the virus at the plants during a blue moon. You know this, we have been studying this for years now."
"True, I guess," he said, turning back around and aiming for the guard outposts. "You sure the other group will have no trouble getting in through the sewers?"
"None at all. I have been studying the layout to this facility for about a month now. No worries, until we get in. Then we have to obtain the data disc from the main control room to uncover Umbrella's next move."
"There's just something about this... It doesn't seem real."
Leon put one arm around Claire defensively. "We are completely armed," he said, holding up his shotgun with his free arm. "Even if we happen to meet anyone... I think we can take them."
Fright filled Claire's eyes. "I just hope we do this before they come back as zombies... and I pray to God that we don't run into Wesker here. That would be awful."
Chris' eyes darkened greatly as he stared at his sister. What would she say to him if she knew? Ever since Rockfort Island she had shivered whenever Wesker's name had been brought up and usually tried to change the conversation topic quickly. He stared harshly at her for a moment, but she did not catch his cruel gaze, for she was staring up at Leon, who dipped her and gave her a quick kiss.
She would never understand. For her love came so easily.
"We're in position," crackled Barry's voice from the radio. "Just give us the signal."
Chris brought the radio up to his lips and said into it: "Let's roll."
A/N: This IS the sequel to Russian Christmas Music, so unless you have completed that you probably will not be able to follow this one very well. When we last left off, Chris had basically betrayed everyone by sleeping with who else? Wesker! I don't know how I get them together in everything... guess I had to have a yaoi pairing or I'd go crazy! Well, this story will probably be a little longer than the other one, so think of that as more a prelude. This story deals with the Boston raid (or maybe just part of it depending on how my thought process), and I am going to throw in some good turns along the way! We begin on the day they arrived outside Boston, as they prepare to storm the base at nightfall.
"How do we know that the spill hasn't already happened?" Carlos asked quietly, looking over his shoulder to Chris who leaned against a tree a little bit behind him. Carlos set down his binoculars and turned fully to the group assembled behind him. Claire, and Leon stood by Chris, who spoke up:
"We're just going by the pattern that Wesker had laid out for us. He always spills the virus at the plants during a blue moon. You know this, we have been studying this for years now."
"True, I guess," he said, turning back around and aiming for the guard outposts. "You sure the other group will have no trouble getting in through the sewers?"
"None at all. I have been studying the layout to this facility for about a month now. No worries, until we get in. Then we have to obtain the data disc from the main control room to uncover Umbrella's next move."
"There's just something about this... It doesn't seem real."
Leon put one arm around Claire defensively. "We are completely armed," he said, holding up his shotgun with his free arm. "Even if we happen to meet anyone... I think we can take them."
Fright filled Claire's eyes. "I just hope we do this before they come back as zombies... and I pray to God that we don't run into Wesker here. That would be awful."
Chris' eyes darkened greatly as he stared at his sister. What would she say to him if she knew? Ever since Rockfort Island she had shivered whenever Wesker's name had been brought up and usually tried to change the conversation topic quickly. He stared harshly at her for a moment, but she did not catch his cruel gaze, for she was staring up at Leon, who dipped her and gave her a quick kiss.
She would never understand. For her love came so easily.
"We're in position," crackled Barry's voice from the radio. "Just give us the signal."
Chris brought the radio up to his lips and said into it: "Let's roll."