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Chapter 7 Lessons from Jabberwocky
Leon had finally reached the room that he was looking for after taking out 3 bats from pure annoyance he reached the door that the mapped showed the 3rd computers location.
He quickly closed the door behind him and headed towards the small Mac, which rested upon an old table. He simply brushed the dust from the monitor and clicked the enter key to turn it on. Bright blue flashed illuminating the gloomy room. After the code screen appeared, Leon pulled out a list of codes from Trent. Reading the small number on the computer 'BXU-78' he checked it up and found the corresponding cipher. He quickly typed in '96705' in and then was welcomed by the Umbrella logo before slipping the precious piece of paper away. Quickly he clicked on the Research document called 'Op 9827' and clicked on Reports as Trent's instructions insisted. Many files filled the folder he noticed as he glided in his dark little disc. The tower made a few snaps transporting the files to the disc.
He noticed a document within the folder reading "Woman project - John 534".
Something unknown drew him to that name, John. Without hesitation the white mouse headed for the tan colored folder. Slowly it reached it mark only to be abruptly halted by a blood-curdling scream of pain on the other side of the lab. "Samantha..." He jolted out of the chair. With that he grabbed the disc out of the computer and ran back to hallway, not bothering to close the door.
Samantha screamed in pain as she felt the long nails of the abomination go into her right back side. She slid across the cold concrete and turned upon her wounded back to face her new foe. The thing went back, it arm sliding back to its belonging place. She look in horror as the other arm was nothing but a stub pulsating in disgusting claret. She searched her mind remembering the nickname of "Bandersnatch". Two other words automatically came into her mind unconsciously 'Arctic lab' and 'Ashford'. She pushed her entire back further down the hall, never leaving her trusted weapon aside.
She clung to the shotgun against her chest and watched her blood stain the floor as she pushed away from the creature. She gasped for air as cold entered her wound. "That's it you piece of shit" she spat angry at the pain that the thing caused her. She grabbed onto a pipe to steady herself up. The long arm of the bandersnatch jumped at her and crashed into the pipes. Freezing water sprayed everywhere and she was sent flying back. She screwed the idea of trying to get up and readied the shotgun.
It came closer to her as its putrid face longingly looked at her crimson tainted flesh. She shot it twice in the rib cage to slow it down, but it jumped in front of her almost unfazed by the blood that came flooding from the gaping holes in its chest. She helplessly tried to move away from the being, but it grabbed her skull pleased to have her head soon crushed in. She still clung onto the end of the shotgun and smashed it into its head. It flung the Stag into the wall. Samantha felt her warm blood slide down her dirtied neck from her head, a small amount she hoped. She grabbed a grenade ready for its next attack. She saw the bandersnatch drawing near and popped the pin without bother counting the seconds. She threw it behind the beast and it exploded in midair. The Bandersnatch fell over twitching from the explosion finally dead as its blood and some other fluids mixed into Samantha's own. She placed her hand upon her wound, creating pressure before smiling at her fallen adversary. "See, you don't want to mess with me".
Leon came a little too late he realized as he saw the dead Bandersnatch lying before the wounded woman. "Samantha..." He slowly whispered as he walked towards her. Her limp hand lay upon the shotgun. She coughed up more blood onto her dry lips as it slowly dripped to the floor. Her beautiful eyes looked up to meet his and slowly her mouth opened and she wheezed out words. "Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" She pointed to the fallen beast that shared the same name smiling she looked the ceiling. Leon slowly stopped to listen to the words she spoke, not sure what to do. He truly wasn't sure if she was going insane. She then began to speak again as she looked to her bloodied hand. "He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. She paused for a moment and looked at Leon with clouded eyes, and her mouth was barely let out the last lines. "And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy. `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe." She coughed out the last words as her eyes fluttered closed and she fell over onto the water that spurted from the broken pipe. "SAMANTHA!" Leon cried as he watched her fall. He hurried over to her side and picked up her drenched body. She was soaked in both blood and water, and her hair dripping wet. He scooped her up into his arms and tried to wake her up. "Samantha...come on now. Where can we get medical supplies?" She had no answer for him, but she slowly looked at his face. "Samantha, I need you to help me out here, are there medical supplies in one of those rooms?" She nodded slowly, "In the...purple room, you can find medical supplies." She slowly pulled out the ring of keys and clenched in his hands, then she pulled out her disc and placed it in his pocket. "Just in case" Samantha whispered. She closed her eyes, but Leon wouldn't let her fall asleep. Leon made sure her arms were around his neck so she could hold on to him. Finally he stood up and began to head towards the elevator, not running to fast, but in enough urgency. "Samantha, what were talking about in the hallway?" He said desperately trying to keep her conscious as a small bit of concern rang out from his voice. "A poem, by Lewis Carrol." "Lewis Carrol?" "The guy...who wrote Alice in wonderland?" She breathed out, as her eyes opened again to look at him. "You're carrying me?" she said finally realizing that Leon was indeed carrying her. He simply nodded. "What do you know you are good for something" She let her crack lips release a smirk as Leon looked at her in shock. "Well, I don't think you can walk right now, especially since you look like a drowned rat." He shot back. Samantha gave him a look; but accepted the remark, knowing she probably deserved it. She couldn't hold the look for long as everything started to become blurry. "Hey hey hey," Leon said as he tried to keep her awake. "I didn't get to ask you what the poem was called." "O it's called Jabberwocky. I like it" She said with her eyes still closed. "I like it, too." Leon said as he closed the door to the elevator.
Well that's it, more coming soon hopefully. Tell me if you liked this chapter. And if you knew or now like Jabberwocky YOU ROCK EVEN MORE! Please leave a review, Amp! Some interesting stuff is gonna happen in the next chapter whoo!
Chapter 7 Lessons from Jabberwocky
Leon had finally reached the room that he was looking for after taking out 3 bats from pure annoyance he reached the door that the mapped showed the 3rd computers location.
He quickly closed the door behind him and headed towards the small Mac, which rested upon an old table. He simply brushed the dust from the monitor and clicked the enter key to turn it on. Bright blue flashed illuminating the gloomy room. After the code screen appeared, Leon pulled out a list of codes from Trent. Reading the small number on the computer 'BXU-78' he checked it up and found the corresponding cipher. He quickly typed in '96705' in and then was welcomed by the Umbrella logo before slipping the precious piece of paper away. Quickly he clicked on the Research document called 'Op 9827' and clicked on Reports as Trent's instructions insisted. Many files filled the folder he noticed as he glided in his dark little disc. The tower made a few snaps transporting the files to the disc.
He noticed a document within the folder reading "Woman project - John 534".
Something unknown drew him to that name, John. Without hesitation the white mouse headed for the tan colored folder. Slowly it reached it mark only to be abruptly halted by a blood-curdling scream of pain on the other side of the lab. "Samantha..." He jolted out of the chair. With that he grabbed the disc out of the computer and ran back to hallway, not bothering to close the door.
Samantha screamed in pain as she felt the long nails of the abomination go into her right back side. She slid across the cold concrete and turned upon her wounded back to face her new foe. The thing went back, it arm sliding back to its belonging place. She look in horror as the other arm was nothing but a stub pulsating in disgusting claret. She searched her mind remembering the nickname of "Bandersnatch". Two other words automatically came into her mind unconsciously 'Arctic lab' and 'Ashford'. She pushed her entire back further down the hall, never leaving her trusted weapon aside.
She clung to the shotgun against her chest and watched her blood stain the floor as she pushed away from the creature. She gasped for air as cold entered her wound. "That's it you piece of shit" she spat angry at the pain that the thing caused her. She grabbed onto a pipe to steady herself up. The long arm of the bandersnatch jumped at her and crashed into the pipes. Freezing water sprayed everywhere and she was sent flying back. She screwed the idea of trying to get up and readied the shotgun.
It came closer to her as its putrid face longingly looked at her crimson tainted flesh. She shot it twice in the rib cage to slow it down, but it jumped in front of her almost unfazed by the blood that came flooding from the gaping holes in its chest. She helplessly tried to move away from the being, but it grabbed her skull pleased to have her head soon crushed in. She still clung onto the end of the shotgun and smashed it into its head. It flung the Stag into the wall. Samantha felt her warm blood slide down her dirtied neck from her head, a small amount she hoped. She grabbed a grenade ready for its next attack. She saw the bandersnatch drawing near and popped the pin without bother counting the seconds. She threw it behind the beast and it exploded in midair. The Bandersnatch fell over twitching from the explosion finally dead as its blood and some other fluids mixed into Samantha's own. She placed her hand upon her wound, creating pressure before smiling at her fallen adversary. "See, you don't want to mess with me".
Leon came a little too late he realized as he saw the dead Bandersnatch lying before the wounded woman. "Samantha..." He slowly whispered as he walked towards her. Her limp hand lay upon the shotgun. She coughed up more blood onto her dry lips as it slowly dripped to the floor. Her beautiful eyes looked up to meet his and slowly her mouth opened and she wheezed out words. "Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" She pointed to the fallen beast that shared the same name smiling she looked the ceiling. Leon slowly stopped to listen to the words she spoke, not sure what to do. He truly wasn't sure if she was going insane. She then began to speak again as she looked to her bloodied hand. "He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. She paused for a moment and looked at Leon with clouded eyes, and her mouth was barely let out the last lines. "And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy. `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe." She coughed out the last words as her eyes fluttered closed and she fell over onto the water that spurted from the broken pipe. "SAMANTHA!" Leon cried as he watched her fall. He hurried over to her side and picked up her drenched body. She was soaked in both blood and water, and her hair dripping wet. He scooped her up into his arms and tried to wake her up. "Samantha...come on now. Where can we get medical supplies?" She had no answer for him, but she slowly looked at his face. "Samantha, I need you to help me out here, are there medical supplies in one of those rooms?" She nodded slowly, "In the...purple room, you can find medical supplies." She slowly pulled out the ring of keys and clenched in his hands, then she pulled out her disc and placed it in his pocket. "Just in case" Samantha whispered. She closed her eyes, but Leon wouldn't let her fall asleep. Leon made sure her arms were around his neck so she could hold on to him. Finally he stood up and began to head towards the elevator, not running to fast, but in enough urgency. "Samantha, what were talking about in the hallway?" He said desperately trying to keep her conscious as a small bit of concern rang out from his voice. "A poem, by Lewis Carrol." "Lewis Carrol?" "The guy...who wrote Alice in wonderland?" She breathed out, as her eyes opened again to look at him. "You're carrying me?" she said finally realizing that Leon was indeed carrying her. He simply nodded. "What do you know you are good for something" She let her crack lips release a smirk as Leon looked at her in shock. "Well, I don't think you can walk right now, especially since you look like a drowned rat." He shot back. Samantha gave him a look; but accepted the remark, knowing she probably deserved it. She couldn't hold the look for long as everything started to become blurry. "Hey hey hey," Leon said as he tried to keep her awake. "I didn't get to ask you what the poem was called." "O it's called Jabberwocky. I like it" She said with her eyes still closed. "I like it, too." Leon said as he closed the door to the elevator.
Well that's it, more coming soon hopefully. Tell me if you liked this chapter. And if you knew or now like Jabberwocky YOU ROCK EVEN MORE! Please leave a review, Amp! Some interesting stuff is gonna happen in the next chapter whoo!
