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Don't own RE, but I do own Samantha Stag!
Chapter 6 Anxiety
"Well then, follow me, and give me the shotgun. You can have your magnum." Samantha ordered.
"Fine" Leon obediently handed her the weapon of choice. "Wait...where are we going?"
"The storage room." Leon didn't argue, so submissively he followed her. From the hallway they went into the main lobby with the photographs, she didn't falter as she simply turned to the left to the next passage. She then turned left to face the door with the ruby incrusted door.
"I tired that already..." Leon warned. Samantha paid no heed. She simply held up a key chain. The rustic gold one with rubies was firmly clenched between her thumb and pointer. With no noise from her lips she slipped the key into the hole and unlocked the door easily. She flashed on a light that was on the right side and entered.
Of course the room was Ruby Red. The red storage room was decorated, well more cluttered with fine art. Dusty old paintings and musty rugs covered the room proudly. Unfazed statues stood in random places in the room along with too many instruments to name. The room may have been at one time a library. The walls were covered with grimy old bookshelves.
Samantha broke her way through the disorder and found what she had searched for. Letting out a few coughs from the filth Samantha pulled out more beloved grenades and some type of utility belt. "Need anything?" She questioned in her normal down to point voice as she turned to the bright- eyed man. Taking a few steps over the rumpled red carpet and tearing some papers upon the ground he made it to the trunk. Peering over the young Miss Stag he looked in the trunk to find nothing useful for him. He slowly began to lower his jacket into the trunk remembering how warm it was going to be on the first of the lower levels.
"I wouldn't do that." Samantha advised. "The second level down is quite cold."
"The second level? What about the first? There is research I still need to get from there!"
"What do you think I was doing when I saved your ass?" She said smiling as she pulled out a little black disc and a nice little palm pocket from the new strap she acquired. "I already got the information from the two computers on that level. We can copy the information on the computer downstairs. Look here." Calmly she pulled out an aluminum painted palm pocket. She guided his eyes the electronic device, and a small map appeared. It looked to be a downloaded copy of Leon's map, even the small smudges and burned marks blotched the picture. Leon thought of inquiring her about where she received her map and not to mention the very expensive looking appliance, but decided against it, not all things had to be voiced.
"Alright." He surrendered as he waved his hands to show the retreat. "Let's just go." He said as he hurried out the door, securing his coat around him.
The elevator noisy received the two associates. Samantha closed the doors and looked straight ahead as they headed towards the second level.
"So uh, do you know what type of a...monsters will we be running into? Leon asked. Samantha simply shrugged her shoulders. "I believe this place dealt with experimentation from other countries. This was basically for comparison of how much each country was progressing in the B.O.W. section. Fun huh? So each little Umbrella company would send some of their crap here so they could basically see who was doing what. I don't think they sent their best stuff here and yet there is no doubt there will be some hard asses to deal with. All I know is that..." She loaded the shotgun and met Leon's gaze. "Whatever it is, it better not run into me." She casually stated raising her eyebrows as she looked at the youthful man.
Leon, unlocked their gaze, and checked the Colt Python. He realized that it was empty, and then proceeded to slip six .357 mm rounds into the gun. Soon the elevator came to a halt. Leon looked to Samantha as she nodded for the approval and he slowly opened the door.
Similar to the first levels of labs the off white walls consumed Leon and Samantha. A single lamp could be seen swinging; creaking its warning down the dank hallway. Although Leon looked cool calm and collected the truth was that the old lamp bothered the absolute shit out of him. He had to focus.
Samantha quickly looked over at Mr. Kennedy. He was going to head for the right when the reached the end of the hallway, she could tell by the way he nearly hugged the wall. Her guess was correct and as she was heading down the left part of the fork she was halted.
"Wait where are you going?" Leon said as she obviously went the other way of him. "Come on, it will be better if we stick together." He said as she turned to face him. Her voice faltered for only a small moment. "I think it would be best to split up. That way we can reach the computers faster, and be done with this mission as soon as possible." "But Samantha..." She hardly hesitated; her orders were law.
"Fine" Leon yelled indignantly. "Stupid Miss control freak. She probably thinks she's fricken Patton the way she orders around people. Fine you can go down that way, go and get your head blown right off for all I care! I'll get the information on my own. By myself I will not be ordered around like your LACKY!" Leon thought angrily, muttering along the hallway.
The real problem was, Leon didn't want to work alone. He never actually had in this whole chaos that was spun from Umbrella's dirty needle. He had Claire's help for a bit in Raccoon and John's at that mad house. And then he had... "Ada" he dared to whisper longingly as he looked down the left hall before turning around again. It had been so long since he dared to speak that name, dared to think of her, why now, why her? Turning his emotions to anger he blamed it on the mysterious Samantha Stag and ranted about the "power Nazi" along the hallway, to move his worries from a tainted past.
Samantha walked on light feet down the dim hallway. She was happy to be alone. The young man was causing her some...unease for some reason. Although she hated to admit it, people were not her strong point. She shook her head and thought of more important matters, like where that computer was.
The hallway was cold as she pulled the green coat around her body, maybe she should have put on more than that damned body shaper. Too late now and the scrawny piece of black cloth did give her flexibility. Screw the cold; it was better to be able to move than be warm.
But something made her shudder no matter how much clothing she put on her body. She heard something slinking, an unnatural noise behind her. A crawling, scratching, stretching, abomination was drawing near. She clenched her shotgun closer and let out a breathe of air. Her heart racing and her hand shook from excitement. She closed her eyes for a moment, before feeling the horrid breathe down her neck and a gurgling from the bowels of hell...
Hmmmmmmmmm I know short one, but I had to leave you with a cliffhanger. Well I do hope you enjoyed. The next chapter will be better. Until next time my friends. Please leave a review!
Don't own RE, but I do own Samantha Stag!
Chapter 6 Anxiety
"Well then, follow me, and give me the shotgun. You can have your magnum." Samantha ordered.
"Fine" Leon obediently handed her the weapon of choice. "Wait...where are we going?"
"The storage room." Leon didn't argue, so submissively he followed her. From the hallway they went into the main lobby with the photographs, she didn't falter as she simply turned to the left to the next passage. She then turned left to face the door with the ruby incrusted door.
"I tired that already..." Leon warned. Samantha paid no heed. She simply held up a key chain. The rustic gold one with rubies was firmly clenched between her thumb and pointer. With no noise from her lips she slipped the key into the hole and unlocked the door easily. She flashed on a light that was on the right side and entered.
Of course the room was Ruby Red. The red storage room was decorated, well more cluttered with fine art. Dusty old paintings and musty rugs covered the room proudly. Unfazed statues stood in random places in the room along with too many instruments to name. The room may have been at one time a library. The walls were covered with grimy old bookshelves.
Samantha broke her way through the disorder and found what she had searched for. Letting out a few coughs from the filth Samantha pulled out more beloved grenades and some type of utility belt. "Need anything?" She questioned in her normal down to point voice as she turned to the bright- eyed man. Taking a few steps over the rumpled red carpet and tearing some papers upon the ground he made it to the trunk. Peering over the young Miss Stag he looked in the trunk to find nothing useful for him. He slowly began to lower his jacket into the trunk remembering how warm it was going to be on the first of the lower levels.
"I wouldn't do that." Samantha advised. "The second level down is quite cold."
"The second level? What about the first? There is research I still need to get from there!"
"What do you think I was doing when I saved your ass?" She said smiling as she pulled out a little black disc and a nice little palm pocket from the new strap she acquired. "I already got the information from the two computers on that level. We can copy the information on the computer downstairs. Look here." Calmly she pulled out an aluminum painted palm pocket. She guided his eyes the electronic device, and a small map appeared. It looked to be a downloaded copy of Leon's map, even the small smudges and burned marks blotched the picture. Leon thought of inquiring her about where she received her map and not to mention the very expensive looking appliance, but decided against it, not all things had to be voiced.
"Alright." He surrendered as he waved his hands to show the retreat. "Let's just go." He said as he hurried out the door, securing his coat around him.
The elevator noisy received the two associates. Samantha closed the doors and looked straight ahead as they headed towards the second level.
"So uh, do you know what type of a...monsters will we be running into? Leon asked. Samantha simply shrugged her shoulders. "I believe this place dealt with experimentation from other countries. This was basically for comparison of how much each country was progressing in the B.O.W. section. Fun huh? So each little Umbrella company would send some of their crap here so they could basically see who was doing what. I don't think they sent their best stuff here and yet there is no doubt there will be some hard asses to deal with. All I know is that..." She loaded the shotgun and met Leon's gaze. "Whatever it is, it better not run into me." She casually stated raising her eyebrows as she looked at the youthful man.
Leon, unlocked their gaze, and checked the Colt Python. He realized that it was empty, and then proceeded to slip six .357 mm rounds into the gun. Soon the elevator came to a halt. Leon looked to Samantha as she nodded for the approval and he slowly opened the door.
Similar to the first levels of labs the off white walls consumed Leon and Samantha. A single lamp could be seen swinging; creaking its warning down the dank hallway. Although Leon looked cool calm and collected the truth was that the old lamp bothered the absolute shit out of him. He had to focus.
Samantha quickly looked over at Mr. Kennedy. He was going to head for the right when the reached the end of the hallway, she could tell by the way he nearly hugged the wall. Her guess was correct and as she was heading down the left part of the fork she was halted.
"Wait where are you going?" Leon said as she obviously went the other way of him. "Come on, it will be better if we stick together." He said as she turned to face him. Her voice faltered for only a small moment. "I think it would be best to split up. That way we can reach the computers faster, and be done with this mission as soon as possible." "But Samantha..." She hardly hesitated; her orders were law.
"Fine" Leon yelled indignantly. "Stupid Miss control freak. She probably thinks she's fricken Patton the way she orders around people. Fine you can go down that way, go and get your head blown right off for all I care! I'll get the information on my own. By myself I will not be ordered around like your LACKY!" Leon thought angrily, muttering along the hallway.
The real problem was, Leon didn't want to work alone. He never actually had in this whole chaos that was spun from Umbrella's dirty needle. He had Claire's help for a bit in Raccoon and John's at that mad house. And then he had... "Ada" he dared to whisper longingly as he looked down the left hall before turning around again. It had been so long since he dared to speak that name, dared to think of her, why now, why her? Turning his emotions to anger he blamed it on the mysterious Samantha Stag and ranted about the "power Nazi" along the hallway, to move his worries from a tainted past.
Samantha walked on light feet down the dim hallway. She was happy to be alone. The young man was causing her some...unease for some reason. Although she hated to admit it, people were not her strong point. She shook her head and thought of more important matters, like where that computer was.
The hallway was cold as she pulled the green coat around her body, maybe she should have put on more than that damned body shaper. Too late now and the scrawny piece of black cloth did give her flexibility. Screw the cold; it was better to be able to move than be warm.
But something made her shudder no matter how much clothing she put on her body. She heard something slinking, an unnatural noise behind her. A crawling, scratching, stretching, abomination was drawing near. She clenched her shotgun closer and let out a breathe of air. Her heart racing and her hand shook from excitement. She closed her eyes for a moment, before feeling the horrid breathe down her neck and a gurgling from the bowels of hell...
Hmmmmmmmmm I know short one, but I had to leave you with a cliffhanger. Well I do hope you enjoyed. The next chapter will be better. Until next time my friends. Please leave a review!
