CHAPTER 2
OPERATION: Capitol
Délia stepped up a large, majestic fleet of steps leading to the upstairs suites. Dimitri followed close behind. She was still furious about the previous night. It drove her mad to know that the inferior men that were called security could not even keep the research lab doors safe.
"Délia, darling. It isn't something we should fret about. This woman will pay with her life." Dimitri calmed his raging sister as she entered her elegant bedroom, "I have our best men looking for information about her right now, so you don't need to worry. I have everything under control."
Délia smiled, "You had better, Dimitri. If we lose this company, our funds will go with it. We will lose this palace if we lose the company. You cannot allow that to happen."
"Délia, you do not need to worry. As you said, Capitol City is our new playground. We need to lure the girl into our territory. When we do that, we can have our way with her."
"Then all we need now…" Délia and Dimitri looked in each other's eyes for a brief moment, "…Bait."
*
Ada walked out of the apartment complex and into the busy streets of Capitol. Every day was exactly like the one before, not a single problem seemed to erupt at all. Everything was so smoothly taken care of, almost disgustingly so. How could something function without having a single mistake? They'd never no what to make better…
She stepped into the local café down the street. It seemed to be busy- ---What day is it today? Over the last few months I've lost total track of the time----
"February 23rd, 1999…" Ada looked at a newspaper on a rack next to her, "Sunday. No wonder why they're busy."
A petite waitress walked slowly up to Ada, looking her in the eyes and smiling softly, "Smoking or non?"
"Smoking…" Ada mumbled. She had thought of giving up the habit after Raccoon but it seemed to be one of the only things that kept her calm. Marijuana was never an issue, however. Only cigarettes and the occasional cigar.
"Okay, right this way." Ada followed the waitress into one of the back tables, next to the windows. She sat down and was handed a menu, "Alright, I'll be back in a minute."
She sifted through the menu, but her attention was focused more on the outside rather that what she would order. There was a black van outside…two…three of them. Each of the drivers seemed to be starring right at her.
"Alright, have you decided what you'll order?"
With an eruption of bullets, the glass windows were shattered and Ada threw herself onto the floor. The men in the vans hopped out of the car, each of them drawing a pair of pistols from their pockets.
"Shit…Umbrella must've sent them," Ada looked at the waitress. She had been hit several times by the blast. Glass and blood was everywhere. Multiple customers were slumped over, falling out of their chairs. Ada seemed to be the only one alive in the room. She quickly jumped up and bolted towards the kitchen area. Bullets began to fire as soon as she got up.
The door slammed behind her. The cooks all seemed to have no idea what was going on, although a few of them were upset that Ada had entered their territory. She pulled one of the butcher knives off of the hanging rack. She clutched it in her hand, and stood next to the door, awaiting one of them men to enter.
The door swung open with force. A man in a black suit charged in, unaware that his target was directly behind him. The knife sliced into his back, cutting several vital nerves. He screamed softly and dropped to the ground. Ada dropped the knife and took his pistols. She was ready to fight, now.
Kicking the door open, Ada began to spray her chasers with bullets. Each of them was struck down as bullet after bullet was sent out of the automatic. In mere seconds, everyone in the café was dead.
"Son of a bitch…" Ada growled, walking over to one of the dead assassins. She opened up his pockets. There was a piece of paper inside, folded. She looked on the printed side, haunted at what she saw.
"Ada Wong, 25. HCF. Private Assassin, Federal Agent. Fragile, but deadly. Handle with extreme caution." She read the words out loud for no one to hear her.
"Shit…they know I'm here." Ada shakily said, her stomach seeming to rise into her throat. Anther van pulled up. It was time to leave.
*
"So you found her?" Délia said, "And did you capture her?"
The head of security, Mrs. Heather Grissholm, nodded her head 'no' in utter fear of what would happen next. It was unclear what the psychotic Spencer family would do when one of their employees was subject to failure.
"How in the hell did that manage to happen?" Dimitri growled. They were all in Délia's office. It was a large room, with three walls and a glass one over looking Capitol. Délia's desk was placed directly in front of the wall. Bookshelves lined the room, along with plants and other valuable assets. The Umbrella logo was printed over the door.
"She took out six of our men. One with a knife in his back, the other five with straight head shots." Heather said softly, "We underestimated her."
"Now we know that she is in Capitol though. Heather, I want this city on lockdown. No one enters or leaves. I want that to remain true until this…Ada Wong…is found. Is that clear?" Dimitri asked, knowing the answer.
"Yes, sir. The city will be quarantined. Nothing will leave or enter, until it is at your request."
"Good…this woman will not escape our wrath."
*
"It is under Mr. Spencer's orders that we release the new Tyrant from the N.E.M.E.S.I.S. program." One of the scientists said, "We must program it to take out a woman, and a woman alone. He says she is very strong."
"If Mr. Spencer says so, then it must be true. Get ready to detach Tyrant Version 4.0."
As the words left his mouth, another scientist pressed a button on his control panel. The chamber holding the Tyrant to be sent was released from the tank, pushed up into the air. It was locked in position.
"Ready for deployment…"
Tanks of the experimental new version of the T Virus were lined up against the walls, a devastating error on Umbrella's part. As a helicopter was heard overhead, the Tyrant that was to be sent after Ada became agitated. It awoke, slamming its claws against the glass chamber.
The scientists were becoming worried, "What's it doing? What's going on?"
The Tyrant smashed its chamber and hurled itself into the laboratory. It's massive claws swung in all directions, and in one swipe it crumbled the tank holding the virus. It was released into the air.
It went after the scientists. In a few brutal slashes, each of the men working in the lab were decapitated or worse. They're bodies were mutilated. The Tyrant let out a vicious roar, then smashed its way through the doors and out into the main facility. The Tyrant, as well as the experimental T Virus…was released into the city.
OPERATION: Capitol
Délia stepped up a large, majestic fleet of steps leading to the upstairs suites. Dimitri followed close behind. She was still furious about the previous night. It drove her mad to know that the inferior men that were called security could not even keep the research lab doors safe.
"Délia, darling. It isn't something we should fret about. This woman will pay with her life." Dimitri calmed his raging sister as she entered her elegant bedroom, "I have our best men looking for information about her right now, so you don't need to worry. I have everything under control."
Délia smiled, "You had better, Dimitri. If we lose this company, our funds will go with it. We will lose this palace if we lose the company. You cannot allow that to happen."
"Délia, you do not need to worry. As you said, Capitol City is our new playground. We need to lure the girl into our territory. When we do that, we can have our way with her."
"Then all we need now…" Délia and Dimitri looked in each other's eyes for a brief moment, "…Bait."
*
Ada walked out of the apartment complex and into the busy streets of Capitol. Every day was exactly like the one before, not a single problem seemed to erupt at all. Everything was so smoothly taken care of, almost disgustingly so. How could something function without having a single mistake? They'd never no what to make better…
She stepped into the local café down the street. It seemed to be busy- ---What day is it today? Over the last few months I've lost total track of the time----
"February 23rd, 1999…" Ada looked at a newspaper on a rack next to her, "Sunday. No wonder why they're busy."
A petite waitress walked slowly up to Ada, looking her in the eyes and smiling softly, "Smoking or non?"
"Smoking…" Ada mumbled. She had thought of giving up the habit after Raccoon but it seemed to be one of the only things that kept her calm. Marijuana was never an issue, however. Only cigarettes and the occasional cigar.
"Okay, right this way." Ada followed the waitress into one of the back tables, next to the windows. She sat down and was handed a menu, "Alright, I'll be back in a minute."
She sifted through the menu, but her attention was focused more on the outside rather that what she would order. There was a black van outside…two…three of them. Each of the drivers seemed to be starring right at her.
"Alright, have you decided what you'll order?"
With an eruption of bullets, the glass windows were shattered and Ada threw herself onto the floor. The men in the vans hopped out of the car, each of them drawing a pair of pistols from their pockets.
"Shit…Umbrella must've sent them," Ada looked at the waitress. She had been hit several times by the blast. Glass and blood was everywhere. Multiple customers were slumped over, falling out of their chairs. Ada seemed to be the only one alive in the room. She quickly jumped up and bolted towards the kitchen area. Bullets began to fire as soon as she got up.
The door slammed behind her. The cooks all seemed to have no idea what was going on, although a few of them were upset that Ada had entered their territory. She pulled one of the butcher knives off of the hanging rack. She clutched it in her hand, and stood next to the door, awaiting one of them men to enter.
The door swung open with force. A man in a black suit charged in, unaware that his target was directly behind him. The knife sliced into his back, cutting several vital nerves. He screamed softly and dropped to the ground. Ada dropped the knife and took his pistols. She was ready to fight, now.
Kicking the door open, Ada began to spray her chasers with bullets. Each of them was struck down as bullet after bullet was sent out of the automatic. In mere seconds, everyone in the café was dead.
"Son of a bitch…" Ada growled, walking over to one of the dead assassins. She opened up his pockets. There was a piece of paper inside, folded. She looked on the printed side, haunted at what she saw.
"Ada Wong, 25. HCF. Private Assassin, Federal Agent. Fragile, but deadly. Handle with extreme caution." She read the words out loud for no one to hear her.
"Shit…they know I'm here." Ada shakily said, her stomach seeming to rise into her throat. Anther van pulled up. It was time to leave.
*
"So you found her?" Délia said, "And did you capture her?"
The head of security, Mrs. Heather Grissholm, nodded her head 'no' in utter fear of what would happen next. It was unclear what the psychotic Spencer family would do when one of their employees was subject to failure.
"How in the hell did that manage to happen?" Dimitri growled. They were all in Délia's office. It was a large room, with three walls and a glass one over looking Capitol. Délia's desk was placed directly in front of the wall. Bookshelves lined the room, along with plants and other valuable assets. The Umbrella logo was printed over the door.
"She took out six of our men. One with a knife in his back, the other five with straight head shots." Heather said softly, "We underestimated her."
"Now we know that she is in Capitol though. Heather, I want this city on lockdown. No one enters or leaves. I want that to remain true until this…Ada Wong…is found. Is that clear?" Dimitri asked, knowing the answer.
"Yes, sir. The city will be quarantined. Nothing will leave or enter, until it is at your request."
"Good…this woman will not escape our wrath."
*
"It is under Mr. Spencer's orders that we release the new Tyrant from the N.E.M.E.S.I.S. program." One of the scientists said, "We must program it to take out a woman, and a woman alone. He says she is very strong."
"If Mr. Spencer says so, then it must be true. Get ready to detach Tyrant Version 4.0."
As the words left his mouth, another scientist pressed a button on his control panel. The chamber holding the Tyrant to be sent was released from the tank, pushed up into the air. It was locked in position.
"Ready for deployment…"
Tanks of the experimental new version of the T Virus were lined up against the walls, a devastating error on Umbrella's part. As a helicopter was heard overhead, the Tyrant that was to be sent after Ada became agitated. It awoke, slamming its claws against the glass chamber.
The scientists were becoming worried, "What's it doing? What's going on?"
The Tyrant smashed its chamber and hurled itself into the laboratory. It's massive claws swung in all directions, and in one swipe it crumbled the tank holding the virus. It was released into the air.
It went after the scientists. In a few brutal slashes, each of the men working in the lab were decapitated or worse. They're bodies were mutilated. The Tyrant let out a vicious roar, then smashed its way through the doors and out into the main facility. The Tyrant, as well as the experimental T Virus…was released into the city.