Alright I hope you like this one; I'm going for more inner thoughts with my
characters. Someone told me they think I brought Craig into the story as a
reflection of me…maybe…maybe not. Anyways I hope you all like it, I spent
some time on it and I hope you read and review it. Please review though,
because that's what keeps me writing and it's my inspiration. Thanks a
bunch for reading it.
Ryan Abraham
Author, "Resident Evil OPERATION: Capitol City"
Email Me
Playa10131988@aol.com (Preferred I check it the most)
Crazychild101319@aol.com
Morph1013@aol.com
Babyboy10131988@aol.com
CHAPTER 10
"Its All Your Fault…"
Délia was gaining her strength back bit by bit. Her head still ached from the immediate mutation she underwent, and the constant pain in her muscles had yet to subside…still, she was becoming stronger. She lifted herself up off the chair in front of the monitoring screens and moved towards the back of the small room, where yet another control board was stationed. She tapped a few keys and watched a small portion of the floor fall away, revealing a hidden staircase.
The stairs led to the basement, where it was more than likely she would run into Ada and her partner. Still, Délia could not believe that she had allowed them to enter the house. She had been so careless, so foolish. Alas, it was nothing she could change now and the only thing that would come out of thinking about them would be more pain. She needed to deal with them quickly, before they could escape.
*
Ada knew that sometime along the line she would need to get rid of Craig. As upsetting as this fact was, her life remained a business deal. The events in Raccoon City proved that partners were a good asset, however having someone to look out for and watch over was not something she wanted to do. She was a better worker alone.
They came up slowly to a large wooden door, covered in dust and a bit of dried blood. Carvings in the door showed something written…difficult to make out…but still…something was written here…
Craig began to pronounce it, "L…lab…laboratory. It seems like something close to laboratory." He held the lighter closer to the door, trying to make it out. They didn't want to go jumping into any old room knowing the kind of things that the Spencers did; It would make perfectly logical sense if it was a trap.
"There's more though," said Ada, peering towards the dimly lit door. They had left the concrete hallway with the second carrier form in it, and had passed through one small corridor to make it here. Nothing so far had been of any interest to her. She had seen nearly all of this in Raccoon, "Something like basement, or sub basement. Laboratory: Sub Basement."
It was confirmed. The door in front of them led to some kind of laboratory. If it was anything like the one Ada had seen in the facility she'd infiltrated, it would be crawling with Tyrants. Still, it was worth taking a chance. They couldn't go backwards, not without downing the licker and after that they would have no where else to go. Forward was their only move.
Craig pushed the lightweight door open, revealing an absolutely pitch dark room. The only light was shining from his small lighter, but yet still it seemed difficult to see. Ada moved in first, pushing through the eerie darkness only to find stiff air. Nothing.
"I guess we're alone." Craig said, moving behind her, "What is this place?"
-CLICK-
The lights in the facility flickered to life, illuminating a tall blonde woman holding a gun aimed directly at Ada and Craig.
*
Craig's lighter slowly died off, but still it didn't matter. The light in the room overpowered the lighter, and it was of no use. The woman out in front of him had an enhanced magnum, and she was pointing it right at him. She was hurt badly, he guessed; Blood was stained all over her white lab coat, her other arm was clutched tightly over her side. Both her hands were covered in dried up blood.
She moved forward, stumbling in their direction. Her weak aim wavered as she walked, a gurgling sound coming from the bottom of her throat.
Ada didn't seem worried one bit, though, "Jesus, what the hell happened?"
"Shut up," the woman snapped, taking her arm off her side and wiping blood off her chin, "Its over. Everything is over. Capitol City is just a thing of the past now." She lowered her gun, dropping it to the ground. The woman began to whimper in pain, and in a brief second she collapsed to the floor.
*
Craig had placed the woman over his shoulder, carrying her up a flight of stairs that led to a suspended platform. He placed her on a chair next to a large control panel. Ada was surprised at his willingness to try to keep the woman alive. His sympathy seemed almost exactly like Leon's…
The laboratory was similar to the one she had found earlier in the week, but still quite different. Smashed tanks lined the walls, their inhabitants missing. By the amount of gutted scientists lying about, Ada put together that there had been some kind of attack. Umbrella's creations must have escaped, butchering the scientists in their furious rampage…
"Ugh…"
Ada turned her head towards the woman in the chair. Craig was crouched over her, watching her come to. She placed her hand on her head, and slowly wiped her eyes. She was quite attractive, Ada thought, but not in the state she was in now. If she had been infected, then she would die within the hour, no doubt. But if she hadn't been infected…
"What is your name…" Craig said, putting his hand on the woman's shoulder, "Can you tell us what happened?"
She looked strangely at Ada, not even acknowledging Craig. She raised one bloody hand and pointed at Ada, her face wrinkling with disgust, "You…bitch. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for you!"
Ada took a step back, distraught by the newfound idea the woman had brought to the table, "What are you talking about. I have nothing to do with this."
She dropped her arm down again to her side, "If it wasn't for you, Capitol City would still be a thriving metropolis. But your actions in Raccoon City inspired Ms Spencer to release a Tyrant to hunt you down…"
"Ms Spencer?" Ada said, moving towards the speaker. She was becoming more and more angry, the information that this woman was telling her was nonsense. How could she be responsible?
"That's right…Délia Spencer and her accomplice Dimitri Spencer sent for a Tyrant to hunt you in Capitol City. Once it found you, killed you and disposed of your remains it would self destruct…leaving no evidence or retraceable information..." she moaned in pain, "Something went wrong though. When the Tyrant was scheduled for pick up, the preservative lock wasn't released and broke on contact, causing a power outage in the plant almost immediately after the tank was lifted off ground. The Tyrant's holding cell crashed to ground, releasing it without intent or direction. It went on a vicious rampage, killing all of the scientists and workers. It punctured a holding tank for the T Virus, and spilled it into the city. Everything was infected."
Ada could not believe her ears. The woman seemed to have no reason to lie…
"Ada, what would Umbrella want with you? Why would they go through the trouble of releasing a…Tyrant…to hunt you?" Craig asked impatiently, "What is this all about?"
Ada shrugged and almost began to speak but was interrupted by the dying researcher, "Ada Wong works for the HCF…an underground organization set up to destroy Umbrella. When Umbrella found out she was in Capitol, they took immediate action and attempted to dispose of her…ugh…ugh!" Blood poured from the woman's wounds, "I have no more time…take this," she handed Craig a keycard, "Use it to escape…there is an…ughgh…underground tunnel…a cable car…get out quickly, before its…before its…too…too late…" She slouched down in her chair and collapsed to the floor. A puddle of blood erupted from her body. She breathed her final breath and died on the floor in front of them.
*
Délia moved quickly down the steps, stumbling through the corridor below and through a large bolted door. She slid a keycard through the reader and the door slid open, revealing yet another tunnel. This one led to the docking platform though…the only way to escape the area.
"They wont escape my hell…I wont allow it." She pushed through the hallway and bolted through the sliding door. The area she entered was massive…metallic floors and high columns to support the weight of the house. More importantly though, the tracks and cable car further through the room were ready and initialized for boarding, "I wont allow it."
The sound of a door opening echoed throughout the massive port. Délia looked over to the left and saw her prey come running in, stopping in their tracks when they saw her. It was Ada…and her partner…
"My day seems to be getting better and better every second," Délia laughed, a smile running across her face. The two of them turned for the door, but Délia quickly dashed in front of them. Everything about her was different. All her skills had been immortalized… "Where do you think you're going?"
Ada and the Hispanic man backed up, realizing their fate. Délia had her prey cornered, and there was no way she would let them go…
Ryan Abraham
Author, "Resident Evil OPERATION: Capitol City"
Email Me
Playa10131988@aol.com (Preferred I check it the most)
Crazychild101319@aol.com
Morph1013@aol.com
Babyboy10131988@aol.com
CHAPTER 10
"Its All Your Fault…"
Délia was gaining her strength back bit by bit. Her head still ached from the immediate mutation she underwent, and the constant pain in her muscles had yet to subside…still, she was becoming stronger. She lifted herself up off the chair in front of the monitoring screens and moved towards the back of the small room, where yet another control board was stationed. She tapped a few keys and watched a small portion of the floor fall away, revealing a hidden staircase.
The stairs led to the basement, where it was more than likely she would run into Ada and her partner. Still, Délia could not believe that she had allowed them to enter the house. She had been so careless, so foolish. Alas, it was nothing she could change now and the only thing that would come out of thinking about them would be more pain. She needed to deal with them quickly, before they could escape.
*
Ada knew that sometime along the line she would need to get rid of Craig. As upsetting as this fact was, her life remained a business deal. The events in Raccoon City proved that partners were a good asset, however having someone to look out for and watch over was not something she wanted to do. She was a better worker alone.
They came up slowly to a large wooden door, covered in dust and a bit of dried blood. Carvings in the door showed something written…difficult to make out…but still…something was written here…
Craig began to pronounce it, "L…lab…laboratory. It seems like something close to laboratory." He held the lighter closer to the door, trying to make it out. They didn't want to go jumping into any old room knowing the kind of things that the Spencers did; It would make perfectly logical sense if it was a trap.
"There's more though," said Ada, peering towards the dimly lit door. They had left the concrete hallway with the second carrier form in it, and had passed through one small corridor to make it here. Nothing so far had been of any interest to her. She had seen nearly all of this in Raccoon, "Something like basement, or sub basement. Laboratory: Sub Basement."
It was confirmed. The door in front of them led to some kind of laboratory. If it was anything like the one Ada had seen in the facility she'd infiltrated, it would be crawling with Tyrants. Still, it was worth taking a chance. They couldn't go backwards, not without downing the licker and after that they would have no where else to go. Forward was their only move.
Craig pushed the lightweight door open, revealing an absolutely pitch dark room. The only light was shining from his small lighter, but yet still it seemed difficult to see. Ada moved in first, pushing through the eerie darkness only to find stiff air. Nothing.
"I guess we're alone." Craig said, moving behind her, "What is this place?"
-CLICK-
The lights in the facility flickered to life, illuminating a tall blonde woman holding a gun aimed directly at Ada and Craig.
*
Craig's lighter slowly died off, but still it didn't matter. The light in the room overpowered the lighter, and it was of no use. The woman out in front of him had an enhanced magnum, and she was pointing it right at him. She was hurt badly, he guessed; Blood was stained all over her white lab coat, her other arm was clutched tightly over her side. Both her hands were covered in dried up blood.
She moved forward, stumbling in their direction. Her weak aim wavered as she walked, a gurgling sound coming from the bottom of her throat.
Ada didn't seem worried one bit, though, "Jesus, what the hell happened?"
"Shut up," the woman snapped, taking her arm off her side and wiping blood off her chin, "Its over. Everything is over. Capitol City is just a thing of the past now." She lowered her gun, dropping it to the ground. The woman began to whimper in pain, and in a brief second she collapsed to the floor.
*
Craig had placed the woman over his shoulder, carrying her up a flight of stairs that led to a suspended platform. He placed her on a chair next to a large control panel. Ada was surprised at his willingness to try to keep the woman alive. His sympathy seemed almost exactly like Leon's…
The laboratory was similar to the one she had found earlier in the week, but still quite different. Smashed tanks lined the walls, their inhabitants missing. By the amount of gutted scientists lying about, Ada put together that there had been some kind of attack. Umbrella's creations must have escaped, butchering the scientists in their furious rampage…
"Ugh…"
Ada turned her head towards the woman in the chair. Craig was crouched over her, watching her come to. She placed her hand on her head, and slowly wiped her eyes. She was quite attractive, Ada thought, but not in the state she was in now. If she had been infected, then she would die within the hour, no doubt. But if she hadn't been infected…
"What is your name…" Craig said, putting his hand on the woman's shoulder, "Can you tell us what happened?"
She looked strangely at Ada, not even acknowledging Craig. She raised one bloody hand and pointed at Ada, her face wrinkling with disgust, "You…bitch. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for you!"
Ada took a step back, distraught by the newfound idea the woman had brought to the table, "What are you talking about. I have nothing to do with this."
She dropped her arm down again to her side, "If it wasn't for you, Capitol City would still be a thriving metropolis. But your actions in Raccoon City inspired Ms Spencer to release a Tyrant to hunt you down…"
"Ms Spencer?" Ada said, moving towards the speaker. She was becoming more and more angry, the information that this woman was telling her was nonsense. How could she be responsible?
"That's right…Délia Spencer and her accomplice Dimitri Spencer sent for a Tyrant to hunt you in Capitol City. Once it found you, killed you and disposed of your remains it would self destruct…leaving no evidence or retraceable information..." she moaned in pain, "Something went wrong though. When the Tyrant was scheduled for pick up, the preservative lock wasn't released and broke on contact, causing a power outage in the plant almost immediately after the tank was lifted off ground. The Tyrant's holding cell crashed to ground, releasing it without intent or direction. It went on a vicious rampage, killing all of the scientists and workers. It punctured a holding tank for the T Virus, and spilled it into the city. Everything was infected."
Ada could not believe her ears. The woman seemed to have no reason to lie…
"Ada, what would Umbrella want with you? Why would they go through the trouble of releasing a…Tyrant…to hunt you?" Craig asked impatiently, "What is this all about?"
Ada shrugged and almost began to speak but was interrupted by the dying researcher, "Ada Wong works for the HCF…an underground organization set up to destroy Umbrella. When Umbrella found out she was in Capitol, they took immediate action and attempted to dispose of her…ugh…ugh!" Blood poured from the woman's wounds, "I have no more time…take this," she handed Craig a keycard, "Use it to escape…there is an…ughgh…underground tunnel…a cable car…get out quickly, before its…before its…too…too late…" She slouched down in her chair and collapsed to the floor. A puddle of blood erupted from her body. She breathed her final breath and died on the floor in front of them.
*
Délia moved quickly down the steps, stumbling through the corridor below and through a large bolted door. She slid a keycard through the reader and the door slid open, revealing yet another tunnel. This one led to the docking platform though…the only way to escape the area.
"They wont escape my hell…I wont allow it." She pushed through the hallway and bolted through the sliding door. The area she entered was massive…metallic floors and high columns to support the weight of the house. More importantly though, the tracks and cable car further through the room were ready and initialized for boarding, "I wont allow it."
The sound of a door opening echoed throughout the massive port. Délia looked over to the left and saw her prey come running in, stopping in their tracks when they saw her. It was Ada…and her partner…
"My day seems to be getting better and better every second," Délia laughed, a smile running across her face. The two of them turned for the door, but Délia quickly dashed in front of them. Everything about her was different. All her skills had been immortalized… "Where do you think you're going?"
Ada and the Hispanic man backed up, realizing their fate. Délia had her prey cornered, and there was no way she would let them go…