CHAPTER 13
Truth Be Told
Heatherly slumped down, clutching her head as it began pounding from the unexplained flashbacks that continued to thrash throughout her mind. It was something unbelievable…why was she getting these flashbacks? Her memory had been entirely lost…the only thing she could remember was working as one of the Umbrella researchers and working for the UBCS…
The UBCS…Umbrella Bio-Hazard Countermeasure Squad. The UBCS was sent into Raccoon City when it was infected and also into Capitol when the contamination occurred. Heatherly remembered training for the squad…working with the faceless Hunk…what ever happened to him?
Hunk was stationed in Raccoon City when the epidemic was detected. He had been sent in to recover a sample of the G Virus from the lead scientist in the city, William Birkin. The only thing that Heatherly knew was that when Hunk actually made it to Birkin's lab, one of the mutations lashed out and brutally slaughtered everything in its path…however Hunk had managed to reach his next checkpoint. That man…Mr. Death as many called him. She actually had the privilege to train with him. What an experience that was…he was the most dedicated and loyal UBCS member she'd ever met. And even more skilled than he was loyal, he was the type to leave a man behind…his only flaw…
The elevator ride was short. Heatherly was looking angrily at the massive holes in the door, the ones that the creature had made. That thing had almost caught up to her. Damnit, if it had then it would have been another life taken by that shit company Umbrella. She couldn't bear to think of it. Her death would have been extremely brutal…those giant teeth and ripping claws…
She stepped outside into the lobby area. It was cold and smelled like death and decay. More bodies were strewn about the room like fallen dolls. Was the entire complex like this? If every single room was such a bloodbath, Heatherly didn't know how she would cope. It smelled like shit…she didn't want to be here anymore…she had never wanted to be here…now it was just about getting out…but how?
The receptionist desk was littered with papers and pens. There was a computer sitting in the corner, hooked up and turned on. Heatherly jumped the desk and pushed through a few mangled bodies and headed towards a nearby chair. She sat down and pushed the monitor button on the computer screen, watching it flicker to life.
The Umbrella logo flashed across the screen and with a quick beep Heatherly was into the system. The thick covering of the soldier uniform was restraining her ability to move. The black leather gloves on her fingers made it hard to type, as well as the mask she wore. She was constricted…it was driving her mad.
Heatherly looked at a small icon in the corner, "The Umbrella recycling bin…I wonder what they keep in here?" She double clicked and opened up the icon, looking inside… "Virus Specimen Report, Diagnosis…" this was something, she could tell, "Print…"
A nearby machine began to click, turned on and began to spit out the document. Heatherly pushed herself up off the chair and pulled the pages out of the printer. The contained ideas were astonishing…
Tuesday, February 16th 1999
Today, the Research Laboratory Team continued research on the experimental T Alexia Virus. Although Ms Délia Spencer and Mr. Dimitri Spencer have strengthened security, our research continues as planned. We expected to be discovering more by now, but still we have minimal information. Alexia Ashford left little…the only thing we have left now is the specimen of a young male…17…recovered from the HCF headquarters…
Thursday, February 18th 1999
The male specimen has been code named S.P.E.N.C.E.R. after the Spencer family. This specimen, however, is not the exact same specimen we noted on our last report. The young male that we noted was shipped away for unknown reasons. The new specimen S.P.E.N.C.E.R. however is developing fairly quickly. The cellular transformation is coming along well. We plan to have the final mutation developed by Monday of next week.
Friday, February 19th 1999
S.P.E.N.C.E.R. has become out of control and unworkable. Although everything was going as planned, recent events have proved to make research go out of our desirable direction. S.P.E.N.C.E.R. has mutated faster than we expected. "S" as we have been referring to it for short, has lost all consciousness and during this coma stage has lost all color to the skin and the muscles have doubled in size. We hope to have it under control by the time it wakes.
Sunday, March 1st
Capitol City was infected last week, this being the reason as to why my logs have been cut short. Everyone was scheduled to move here from the Capitol City lab if something happened…they did come but somehow the underwater transport derailed and crushed the track. They crash-landed here…someone smuggled aboard the T Alexia Virus. The scientists survived, and so did the UBCS soldiers. They had been working undercover all along. They probably brought the virus aboard. But why? When the managed to get into the laboratories, "S" broke free and slaughtered them all. We now know its great power…but it's too late. Everyone but me is dead. I had to put the surviving scientists out of their misery when they got into the lobby. It was a horrible thing to do. But now I guess that it is my time…I have only a few bullets left. "S" is still in the lab. I locked it down there and I can only hope that it doesn't break free. Jesus, what if it does? Nothing will make it off of this island though; we have miles and miles of ocean surrounding us. The only thing I can hope for is that the other cable car from the Capitol City lab will bring help. But by the time they get here, everyone will be gone. Damnit…how long will it be until they come? They won't though…I know it…my work as lead scientist on this base is over. I'm finished.
Heatherly put down the document. She had been part of the undercover team that had infiltrated this base. She had been in the lab when S.P.E.N.C.E.R. attacked. So now it was common knowledge that the monster in the basement was an Umbrella experiment gone wrong. They had come here to retrieve it, but when they arrived it was too late. It had already spun wildly out of control.
She was so caught up in her thoughts that she had hardly noticed the door push open behind her…
*
Ada was looking face to face with an operative. He was armed, dangerous and obviously ready to fire. How the hell had he managed to get on this island? She had seen two cable cars overturned, one of which she had arrived on and a few overturned cars…but they were surrounded by water…
"Drop your weapon," the voice was muffled underneath the heavy mask, "Do it now,"
Ada put her hands up, "I have no weapon…look, tell me who you are and maybe I can-"
The soldier grabbed an assault rifle off her back and aimed at Ada. The laser scope pointed at her head, directly between her eyes, "Don't speak. You don't know anything."
Who was this guy working for? Ada had no idea who she was dealing with or what this person was capable or willing to do. Maybe it would be possible to use her seductive talents to sweet talk him into answers, "Wait…just tell me who you are. Maybe we can help each other to get out of here."
The next move of the operative shocked Ada to no limit. He pulled off the mask and to her shock, Ada realized that this operative was no 'he', but more of a very attractive 'she'. This woman had thin blonde hair, pulled back and stuffed into a tight bun, "I work for Umbrella. Tell me, how did you get here?"
"I…" Ada mumbled, "I crashed here. I'm from Capitol City. Look," Ada pointed to the rifle, "There's no reason for this. We can both be civilized. We'll work together to get out of here. I bet you know a thing or two about what happened here."
She responded quickly, putting the rifle on her back again, "There was another spill. When the scientists from Capitol fled here, my team smuggled aboard a sample of the T Alexia virus. When the cable car smashed the tracks and crash-landed here, the virus was spilled and everyone was infected. The Umbrella Bio Hazard Countermeasure Service was forced to act. We had to eliminate all of the scientists, employees and researchers. After that, we would go onto our mission, which was to retrieve a genetic specimen wielding the virus. When we managed to locate the specimen, it had already begun to mutate. It slaughtered everyone and everything in its path."
"Then how did you survive?" Ada began to process everything she had just heard. This in fact, wasn't directly Umbrellas fault. Just a branch of Umbrella doing what they were told. But why would Umbrella need to steal something from themselves?
"I have no idea. I woke up this morning."
Something wasn't right, "Wait…what you're telling me isn't everything. Why would Umbrella need to take something from itself?"
"Because, we don't work directly for Umbrella. We are the Spencer children's own personal fleet. I work for Délia and Dimitri…the owners of Capitol City. They ordered me to take the virus when I left Capitol…" she looked angrily at Ada, "Why all the questions. All you need to know is I survived, my name is Heatherly, and that we need to get out of here. You know too much already…"
"My name is Ada Wong. Délia Spencer had ordered me to killed. I escaped…with my partner Craig Hilt. I need to find him."
"You mean there is another survivor?"
"Yes…I must find him."
"Then let's go…"
Truth Be Told
Heatherly slumped down, clutching her head as it began pounding from the unexplained flashbacks that continued to thrash throughout her mind. It was something unbelievable…why was she getting these flashbacks? Her memory had been entirely lost…the only thing she could remember was working as one of the Umbrella researchers and working for the UBCS…
The UBCS…Umbrella Bio-Hazard Countermeasure Squad. The UBCS was sent into Raccoon City when it was infected and also into Capitol when the contamination occurred. Heatherly remembered training for the squad…working with the faceless Hunk…what ever happened to him?
Hunk was stationed in Raccoon City when the epidemic was detected. He had been sent in to recover a sample of the G Virus from the lead scientist in the city, William Birkin. The only thing that Heatherly knew was that when Hunk actually made it to Birkin's lab, one of the mutations lashed out and brutally slaughtered everything in its path…however Hunk had managed to reach his next checkpoint. That man…Mr. Death as many called him. She actually had the privilege to train with him. What an experience that was…he was the most dedicated and loyal UBCS member she'd ever met. And even more skilled than he was loyal, he was the type to leave a man behind…his only flaw…
The elevator ride was short. Heatherly was looking angrily at the massive holes in the door, the ones that the creature had made. That thing had almost caught up to her. Damnit, if it had then it would have been another life taken by that shit company Umbrella. She couldn't bear to think of it. Her death would have been extremely brutal…those giant teeth and ripping claws…
She stepped outside into the lobby area. It was cold and smelled like death and decay. More bodies were strewn about the room like fallen dolls. Was the entire complex like this? If every single room was such a bloodbath, Heatherly didn't know how she would cope. It smelled like shit…she didn't want to be here anymore…she had never wanted to be here…now it was just about getting out…but how?
The receptionist desk was littered with papers and pens. There was a computer sitting in the corner, hooked up and turned on. Heatherly jumped the desk and pushed through a few mangled bodies and headed towards a nearby chair. She sat down and pushed the monitor button on the computer screen, watching it flicker to life.
The Umbrella logo flashed across the screen and with a quick beep Heatherly was into the system. The thick covering of the soldier uniform was restraining her ability to move. The black leather gloves on her fingers made it hard to type, as well as the mask she wore. She was constricted…it was driving her mad.
Heatherly looked at a small icon in the corner, "The Umbrella recycling bin…I wonder what they keep in here?" She double clicked and opened up the icon, looking inside… "Virus Specimen Report, Diagnosis…" this was something, she could tell, "Print…"
A nearby machine began to click, turned on and began to spit out the document. Heatherly pushed herself up off the chair and pulled the pages out of the printer. The contained ideas were astonishing…
Tuesday, February 16th 1999
Today, the Research Laboratory Team continued research on the experimental T Alexia Virus. Although Ms Délia Spencer and Mr. Dimitri Spencer have strengthened security, our research continues as planned. We expected to be discovering more by now, but still we have minimal information. Alexia Ashford left little…the only thing we have left now is the specimen of a young male…17…recovered from the HCF headquarters…
Thursday, February 18th 1999
The male specimen has been code named S.P.E.N.C.E.R. after the Spencer family. This specimen, however, is not the exact same specimen we noted on our last report. The young male that we noted was shipped away for unknown reasons. The new specimen S.P.E.N.C.E.R. however is developing fairly quickly. The cellular transformation is coming along well. We plan to have the final mutation developed by Monday of next week.
Friday, February 19th 1999
S.P.E.N.C.E.R. has become out of control and unworkable. Although everything was going as planned, recent events have proved to make research go out of our desirable direction. S.P.E.N.C.E.R. has mutated faster than we expected. "S" as we have been referring to it for short, has lost all consciousness and during this coma stage has lost all color to the skin and the muscles have doubled in size. We hope to have it under control by the time it wakes.
Sunday, March 1st
Capitol City was infected last week, this being the reason as to why my logs have been cut short. Everyone was scheduled to move here from the Capitol City lab if something happened…they did come but somehow the underwater transport derailed and crushed the track. They crash-landed here…someone smuggled aboard the T Alexia Virus. The scientists survived, and so did the UBCS soldiers. They had been working undercover all along. They probably brought the virus aboard. But why? When the managed to get into the laboratories, "S" broke free and slaughtered them all. We now know its great power…but it's too late. Everyone but me is dead. I had to put the surviving scientists out of their misery when they got into the lobby. It was a horrible thing to do. But now I guess that it is my time…I have only a few bullets left. "S" is still in the lab. I locked it down there and I can only hope that it doesn't break free. Jesus, what if it does? Nothing will make it off of this island though; we have miles and miles of ocean surrounding us. The only thing I can hope for is that the other cable car from the Capitol City lab will bring help. But by the time they get here, everyone will be gone. Damnit…how long will it be until they come? They won't though…I know it…my work as lead scientist on this base is over. I'm finished.
Heatherly put down the document. She had been part of the undercover team that had infiltrated this base. She had been in the lab when S.P.E.N.C.E.R. attacked. So now it was common knowledge that the monster in the basement was an Umbrella experiment gone wrong. They had come here to retrieve it, but when they arrived it was too late. It had already spun wildly out of control.
She was so caught up in her thoughts that she had hardly noticed the door push open behind her…
*
Ada was looking face to face with an operative. He was armed, dangerous and obviously ready to fire. How the hell had he managed to get on this island? She had seen two cable cars overturned, one of which she had arrived on and a few overturned cars…but they were surrounded by water…
"Drop your weapon," the voice was muffled underneath the heavy mask, "Do it now,"
Ada put her hands up, "I have no weapon…look, tell me who you are and maybe I can-"
The soldier grabbed an assault rifle off her back and aimed at Ada. The laser scope pointed at her head, directly between her eyes, "Don't speak. You don't know anything."
Who was this guy working for? Ada had no idea who she was dealing with or what this person was capable or willing to do. Maybe it would be possible to use her seductive talents to sweet talk him into answers, "Wait…just tell me who you are. Maybe we can help each other to get out of here."
The next move of the operative shocked Ada to no limit. He pulled off the mask and to her shock, Ada realized that this operative was no 'he', but more of a very attractive 'she'. This woman had thin blonde hair, pulled back and stuffed into a tight bun, "I work for Umbrella. Tell me, how did you get here?"
"I…" Ada mumbled, "I crashed here. I'm from Capitol City. Look," Ada pointed to the rifle, "There's no reason for this. We can both be civilized. We'll work together to get out of here. I bet you know a thing or two about what happened here."
She responded quickly, putting the rifle on her back again, "There was another spill. When the scientists from Capitol fled here, my team smuggled aboard a sample of the T Alexia virus. When the cable car smashed the tracks and crash-landed here, the virus was spilled and everyone was infected. The Umbrella Bio Hazard Countermeasure Service was forced to act. We had to eliminate all of the scientists, employees and researchers. After that, we would go onto our mission, which was to retrieve a genetic specimen wielding the virus. When we managed to locate the specimen, it had already begun to mutate. It slaughtered everyone and everything in its path."
"Then how did you survive?" Ada began to process everything she had just heard. This in fact, wasn't directly Umbrellas fault. Just a branch of Umbrella doing what they were told. But why would Umbrella need to steal something from themselves?
"I have no idea. I woke up this morning."
Something wasn't right, "Wait…what you're telling me isn't everything. Why would Umbrella need to take something from itself?"
"Because, we don't work directly for Umbrella. We are the Spencer children's own personal fleet. I work for Délia and Dimitri…the owners of Capitol City. They ordered me to take the virus when I left Capitol…" she looked angrily at Ada, "Why all the questions. All you need to know is I survived, my name is Heatherly, and that we need to get out of here. You know too much already…"
"My name is Ada Wong. Délia Spencer had ordered me to killed. I escaped…with my partner Craig Hilt. I need to find him."
"You mean there is another survivor?"
"Yes…I must find him."
"Then let's go…"