CHAPTER 7
Tyrant
Deep within the covering darkness of the City Hall building, the vicious Tyrant monster crashed through boarded up windows and sent the bodies of carriers flying helplessly through the air. It swung its massive fist through the air, crushing the outside wall and taking in a breath of fresh air. A scent…in the air. Like a perfume. Then, in the distance he saw his prey---
*
"Oomph!"
Ada and Craig slammed against the grass below the hotel window. They landed on broken shards of glass, covered in the blood of the infected dogs they had just downed. Ada stumbled to her feet, motioning for Craig to follow. They needed to move before more of the canines picked up on their scent.
"C'mon we have to move." Ada said to Craig, watching him fumble for his fallen weapon, "We can't waste any more time. The carriers will find us."
He agreed. The plan was to make it up to the house in the mountains, but what was to expect in the surrounding forestry was still to be determined. If they wanted to evade losing more ammo, they needed to start the long trek up.
Ada watched Craig get up, clutching his pistol in his hand. He smiled at her, his features illuminated in the rising sun. He was well built, with jet black hair and a medium skin tone. She was strongly attracted to his crystal baby blue eyes, and the perfect smile he wore only a few times.
Her mind was drifting. He was the only survivor she had managed to find, and it was as if she hadn't found him at all. They had conveniently met up on such odd conditions…was she becoming attracted to him? He had a bit of Hispanic in him…she had always found that attractive. But what about Leon? What if he…
"Raaaaarrgghhhhhhhhh!"
Ada lost her train of thought when a devastating roar was heard from directly behind her. Debris from the hotel began to fall, and buildings shook. Ada put her hands over her ears, her head pounding from the sound. Craig moved closer to her, putting her in his large arms. He held her close as the monster arose out of the shadows-
It stood on a massive seven foot frame. It screamed out in an incredibly loud roar. It was somewhat human---standing on two muscular legs with an even more muscular chest. At least one of its arms were human, with five fingers and a palm…but the other was devastatingly different. A bloody claw was on the other arm, seemingly replacing the hand that should've been there. Blood was stained on the claw, sprinkled about in no set pattern. It's broad chest was pushed out by protruding veins, pumping the virus in and out throughout its body. But that claw…
"Jesus…" Craig whispered into Ada's ear, "ADA RUN!" He screamed as the monster moved closer and closer. As Craig let his guard off of Ada and began his sprint the other direction, the creature leaped into the air and blocked their path, "What do we do now?!?!?!"
Ada looked deep into the creature's eyes, "It's a Tyrant, directly from the N.E.M.E.S.I.S. program." She said to Craig briskly, "Umbrella sent it…"
The Tyrant roared out again, the massive blades on its claw seeming to protrude further as it extended its hand. It stepped forward towards them in a deadly stalking motion.
"Can we fight it?" Craig said, holding the pistol in his hand and preparing to aim it. He had a few bullets left in the clip, but probably not enough to take down the monster.
Ada knew the answer was no…
"We have to run. If we stay and fight this thing," Ada looked around, trying to be quick as the Tyrant continued its walk. On the street corner, further down the street was a gas canister connected to one of the buildings. If it was full, may be they could use it to take down the monster, "Craig, we have a new plan. I'll distract it, you get ready to shoot."
"Shoot what? It?!" Craig screamed, but it was too late. Ada had taken off down the street. The Tyrant screamed again, picking up its pace and heading right past an incredibly frightened Craig, "ADA!"
*
Her headaches were becoming worse and worse. Was it because of the virus infection? No…she had perfected it. No way was her headaches from the virus. It was due to that Ada Wong…
Délia stumbled down the long dark corridor, passing multiple expensive paintings and antique doors. The rugs on the carpet were a nice sight to look at while in such extreme pain…
Finally she reached the study, her private study that overlooked Capitol City. The room where Dimitri was killed…had she killed him? Ah yes, yesterday. She had killed him yesterday. She was losing her sanity…
Délia pushed the door open and looked inside. Everything was shifting around. Her vision was blurred. On the desk was a briefcase. Three viles of the T-Alexia Virus and three viles of the T-Alexia Anti-Virus could be found inside, along with an injector syringe. She needed it desperately. But it wasn't the virus' fault. The virus was perfect. She was perfect. Then what would explain the headaches?
10ml…9…8…7…
She pushed the syringe cap down and watched the liquid slowly drain out.
6…5…4…3…2…
"And the last drop." Délia grunted as she pushed down. The last ounce of the anti virus had been injected. She was beginning to feel better already, "Just keep it under control…under control…control…" Délia collapsed. Her body began to twitch slowly---
*
Ada purposely found herself cornered. The gas tank was pressed up against her back. The Tyrant raised up its ghastly claw, coming down in one swift movement. Ada threw herself on the ground and scattered to gain control again of her movements.
"Now!" Ada screamed to Craig. She was pushing herself along the pavement, splitting open the pants she wore. The Tyrant had slammed through the brick wall and had its claw caught in the rubble. It probably wasn't going to stay there for long.
BAM!
The bullet hit the wall and ricocheted off, penetrating the Tyrant in the head. It didn't flinch…
"Craig, damnit! Shoot the tank!" Ada screamed, already by now on her feet and running. The Tyrant had pulled out its claw from the wall.
BAM!
The shot connected with the tank, rupturing it and catching the Tyrant in a brilliant explosion. The blaze had charred the Tyrant pretty bad. It collapsed. Ada had been thrown in the air during the blast. She landed a few feet away.
Craig raced to her side, touching her bleeding shoulder, "Are you okay?" He asked, looking her in the eyes. Their gaze connected softly. They looked each other over, and in a brief moment Ada responded she was fine, "Good…we need to get moving again. The monster…Tyrant…could wake up any second. Lets get as far away from here as possible."
He pulled her up off the gravel, smiling widely at her. She grinned, pulling her short black hair out of her face. He turned to walk away, but was stopped when Ada softly spoke to him, "Thank you…"
Tyrant
Deep within the covering darkness of the City Hall building, the vicious Tyrant monster crashed through boarded up windows and sent the bodies of carriers flying helplessly through the air. It swung its massive fist through the air, crushing the outside wall and taking in a breath of fresh air. A scent…in the air. Like a perfume. Then, in the distance he saw his prey---
*
"Oomph!"
Ada and Craig slammed against the grass below the hotel window. They landed on broken shards of glass, covered in the blood of the infected dogs they had just downed. Ada stumbled to her feet, motioning for Craig to follow. They needed to move before more of the canines picked up on their scent.
"C'mon we have to move." Ada said to Craig, watching him fumble for his fallen weapon, "We can't waste any more time. The carriers will find us."
He agreed. The plan was to make it up to the house in the mountains, but what was to expect in the surrounding forestry was still to be determined. If they wanted to evade losing more ammo, they needed to start the long trek up.
Ada watched Craig get up, clutching his pistol in his hand. He smiled at her, his features illuminated in the rising sun. He was well built, with jet black hair and a medium skin tone. She was strongly attracted to his crystal baby blue eyes, and the perfect smile he wore only a few times.
Her mind was drifting. He was the only survivor she had managed to find, and it was as if she hadn't found him at all. They had conveniently met up on such odd conditions…was she becoming attracted to him? He had a bit of Hispanic in him…she had always found that attractive. But what about Leon? What if he…
"Raaaaarrgghhhhhhhhh!"
Ada lost her train of thought when a devastating roar was heard from directly behind her. Debris from the hotel began to fall, and buildings shook. Ada put her hands over her ears, her head pounding from the sound. Craig moved closer to her, putting her in his large arms. He held her close as the monster arose out of the shadows-
It stood on a massive seven foot frame. It screamed out in an incredibly loud roar. It was somewhat human---standing on two muscular legs with an even more muscular chest. At least one of its arms were human, with five fingers and a palm…but the other was devastatingly different. A bloody claw was on the other arm, seemingly replacing the hand that should've been there. Blood was stained on the claw, sprinkled about in no set pattern. It's broad chest was pushed out by protruding veins, pumping the virus in and out throughout its body. But that claw…
"Jesus…" Craig whispered into Ada's ear, "ADA RUN!" He screamed as the monster moved closer and closer. As Craig let his guard off of Ada and began his sprint the other direction, the creature leaped into the air and blocked their path, "What do we do now?!?!?!"
Ada looked deep into the creature's eyes, "It's a Tyrant, directly from the N.E.M.E.S.I.S. program." She said to Craig briskly, "Umbrella sent it…"
The Tyrant roared out again, the massive blades on its claw seeming to protrude further as it extended its hand. It stepped forward towards them in a deadly stalking motion.
"Can we fight it?" Craig said, holding the pistol in his hand and preparing to aim it. He had a few bullets left in the clip, but probably not enough to take down the monster.
Ada knew the answer was no…
"We have to run. If we stay and fight this thing," Ada looked around, trying to be quick as the Tyrant continued its walk. On the street corner, further down the street was a gas canister connected to one of the buildings. If it was full, may be they could use it to take down the monster, "Craig, we have a new plan. I'll distract it, you get ready to shoot."
"Shoot what? It?!" Craig screamed, but it was too late. Ada had taken off down the street. The Tyrant screamed again, picking up its pace and heading right past an incredibly frightened Craig, "ADA!"
*
Her headaches were becoming worse and worse. Was it because of the virus infection? No…she had perfected it. No way was her headaches from the virus. It was due to that Ada Wong…
Délia stumbled down the long dark corridor, passing multiple expensive paintings and antique doors. The rugs on the carpet were a nice sight to look at while in such extreme pain…
Finally she reached the study, her private study that overlooked Capitol City. The room where Dimitri was killed…had she killed him? Ah yes, yesterday. She had killed him yesterday. She was losing her sanity…
Délia pushed the door open and looked inside. Everything was shifting around. Her vision was blurred. On the desk was a briefcase. Three viles of the T-Alexia Virus and three viles of the T-Alexia Anti-Virus could be found inside, along with an injector syringe. She needed it desperately. But it wasn't the virus' fault. The virus was perfect. She was perfect. Then what would explain the headaches?
10ml…9…8…7…
She pushed the syringe cap down and watched the liquid slowly drain out.
6…5…4…3…2…
"And the last drop." Délia grunted as she pushed down. The last ounce of the anti virus had been injected. She was beginning to feel better already, "Just keep it under control…under control…control…" Délia collapsed. Her body began to twitch slowly---
*
Ada purposely found herself cornered. The gas tank was pressed up against her back. The Tyrant raised up its ghastly claw, coming down in one swift movement. Ada threw herself on the ground and scattered to gain control again of her movements.
"Now!" Ada screamed to Craig. She was pushing herself along the pavement, splitting open the pants she wore. The Tyrant had slammed through the brick wall and had its claw caught in the rubble. It probably wasn't going to stay there for long.
BAM!
The bullet hit the wall and ricocheted off, penetrating the Tyrant in the head. It didn't flinch…
"Craig, damnit! Shoot the tank!" Ada screamed, already by now on her feet and running. The Tyrant had pulled out its claw from the wall.
BAM!
The shot connected with the tank, rupturing it and catching the Tyrant in a brilliant explosion. The blaze had charred the Tyrant pretty bad. It collapsed. Ada had been thrown in the air during the blast. She landed a few feet away.
Craig raced to her side, touching her bleeding shoulder, "Are you okay?" He asked, looking her in the eyes. Their gaze connected softly. They looked each other over, and in a brief moment Ada responded she was fine, "Good…we need to get moving again. The monster…Tyrant…could wake up any second. Lets get as far away from here as possible."
He pulled her up off the gravel, smiling widely at her. She grinned, pulling her short black hair out of her face. He turned to walk away, but was stopped when Ada softly spoke to him, "Thank you…"