Stuff to prevent my ass from getting sued a.k.a. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. All Resident Evil characters are owned by Capcom, all Rainbow Six characters are owned by Tom Clancy......for now.
This story is a crossover between Resident Evil and the Rainbow Six novel and games. But you probably knew that by now.
Rated R for graphic violence, swearing and general zombiness.
Resident Evil: Shattered Rainbow
by DarkSpade
Chapter 6 - The Easy Way
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Isn't this religious? The eternal battle between good and evil,
saint and sinner.....but you're still not having any fun!
-Castor Troy, Face Off
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Rebecca had just sat down to lunch with Peter when her phone rang.
"Excuse me." she said. "I really need to take this call."
"Of course." said Peter.
Rebecca got up and walked over to a secluded corner of the canteen and answered. "Hello?"
"Rebecca." she heard Barry's voice. "What happened? Are you okay? Where are you?"
"Barry. I'm fine. I started talking to Peter, the guy from the office and he asked me out for lunch. I'm in the canteen on the 4th floor. I'll try to keep him busy for as long as possible. It should give you more time to finish getting the info we need."
"Good thinking. It looks like I'm going to need a little more time. I've managed to get onto the network using the password Carlos' friend provided but I haven't found anything useful yet. It could take a while." said Barry.
"I'll try and see what I can find out from Peter as well. He says he does PR for Umbrella so he probably knows some things." said Rebecca.
"Rebecca, be careful. Don't start asking him things that might make him suspicious."
"I know Barry. I'll be careful."
"Godd. I'll call you again when I'm done and we can get out of here." Barry disconnected.
Rebecca put the phone back in her pocket and walked back over to Peter, sitting across the table from him.
"That was my roommate" she explained. "He wanted to see how I was doing on my first day."
"Ah, I see." Peter replied. "So where in Paris are you living?"
"I'm living in a house just outside the city with a couple of friends. I've been there for a few weeks." answered Rebecca, taking a bite from here salad.
"Really." Peter seemed surprised. "I thought most new researchers were given accomidation in one of those company apartment buildings just a few blocks away from here."
"Yeah, I was offered an apartment but since I had some friends here I decided to stay with them" she explained.
"I suppose you are right. It's always nice to see a familiar face, especially if you are in a strange country. Well, now you have a familiar face around here." he smiled. "If you need anything just let me know."
Rebecca also smiled and almost began to blush until she remembered where she was and who she was talking to. Her smile disappeared suddenly.
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Peter, looking perplexed.
"No. No. It's nothing." said Rebecca quickly, looking down at her food. "So do you enjoy working here?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
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Chris stepped out of the rented car and walked over to the van, followed closely by Jill. The top floor of the car park was virtually deserted and the sound of their footsteps could be heard clearly.
"Carlos, it's clear. You can get out now." said Chris.
The side door of the van opened and Carlos looked out, scanning the area carefully. When he saw nobody else around he stepped out. Claire and Leon also stepped out of the van.
"Okay." Chris began. "We need to get you back to the safehouse without being seen, Carlos. You'll be going in the car with Jill and Claire. But you'll...uh...have to go in the trunk to keep out of sight."
"What!?!? Why can't we go in the van?" Carlos asked indignantly.
"I'm sorry Carlos, but Leon and I are going to wait here for Barry and Rebecca. And if they need any help then were going to need the equipment in the van." Chris answered seriously, although Jill noticed a slight smile on his face.
"Come on, Carlos. I'll drive. I promise it'll only take a few minutes." said Claire.
"No fucking way!!" Carlos insisted. "I've seen how you drive, I'll end up with brain damage."
"What's that supposed to mean?" aksed Claire, with some hostility.
"Okay. Enough. We don't have time for this. Barry and Rebecca will be waiting to be picked up soon. What if Jill drives?" asked Chris.
Carlos considered this for a moment then gave in. "Fine, I'll go if Jill drives. But you guys all owe me."
Chris tossed Jill the car keys before getting into the van next to Leon. Claire, Jill and Carlos walked back over to the car. Jill opened the trunk and allowed Carlos climbed in.
"Watch your head" said Claire, before slamming the trunk shut, barely missing Carlos. She heard the muffled "Hey!" coming from the trunk and smiled. "Brain damage, my ass."
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Ding Chavez had just spent the last thirty minutes going over the profiles of the S.T.A.R.S. members. He found it hard to believe that they were a bunch of terrorists. Although he knew that former military types are usually the most effective terrorists, there was something more to this. He decided to take a break and headed to the shooting range to get in some pistol practice. When he reached the range he got the standard one hundred rounds for his .45-caliber Beretta from the quartermaster. He was just putting on his ear protectors when he heard somone calling his name.
"Yo, Ding."
He turned and saw Julio 'Oso' Vega, Team-1's heavy weapons specialist, walking towards him. Ding and Vega had known each other even before they had joined Rainbow.
"Hey, Oso. What's up?" asked Ding.
"I heard about the briefing this morning. Is it true that were trying to track down Jill Valentine for being a terrorist?!" he asked in disbelief.
"That's the story." Ding replied. "Why? You know her?"
"Yeah, I know her! She was up at Fort Bragg during my tour with Delta Force. She was in Delta for over two years while I was there. Ding, there is no fucking way that she's a terrorist. It would be like someone telling me that you were a terrorist. It just wouldn't happen."
"So, you had a good working relationship with her?" asked Ding, with a grin. "Or mabye something else?" His grin widened.
"Nah, Ding. Nothin' like that. We were good friends. That's all. She was kinda cute though." Oso also began to grin. "And she could also drink half the guys in Delta under the table."
Ding had known Oso for a long time. He also knew that he was an excellent judge of character.
"You should probably tell John about this. He'll want to know everything he can about the S.T.A.R.S. members." said Ding.
"That's my next stop." said Oso. "Later, Ding."
Oso walked away and Ding put on his ear protectors and began firing at the first paper target.
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Rebecca had finished her lunch and was being given a guided tour of the building by Peter. Most of the areas were extremely boring - human resources, accounting and what seemed like countless others. Rebecca became a lot more interested when they got to the research and development labs on one of the top floors.
"This is the R&D unit. Of course we only work on low security stuff up here. The really interesting things happen in the Special Project labs in the sub-basment levels." Peter continued "I doubt you'll be spending much time up here."
"So what kind of projects are going on in the basement labs?" asked Rebecca.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be told all that when you get down there." he answered. "How about if I show you the-"
He was interrupted by the sound of Rebecca's phone ringing.
"Sorry. Last time, I promise." she said.
"Don't worry about it. Take your time." Peter replied.
Rebecca walked out of earshot before she answered the phone. "Barry, have you finished yet?" she asked quickly.
"Sort of." Barry answered. "I've searched throught the entire system and I can't find any hard evidence on Umbrella. They must keep all of that stuff down on the computers in the basement labs. The only useful thing I found was a map of the underground lab. We should get out of here. We can figure what else we are going to do when we get back to the safehouse. Were going to need a lot more information if we want to get into those labs."
"I think I have an idea." said Rebecca, proceeding to explain her idea to Barry.
After Barry had heard it he paused for a few seconds before replying. "It's risky. But if it works we might have the info we need. Let's do it."
"How long do you need?" asked Rebecca.
"I'll be ready in five minutes."
"Got it." she said, before hanging up.
Rebecca put the phone away and walked back over to Peter.
"Sorry about that." she began. "I just remembered that most of my things are still in my car. I was going to bring them down to the lab this morning but I had no idea where it was. Would you mind helping me carry it down?"
"Of course. I would be delighted to." he answered enthusiastically.
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As soon as Barry hung up on Rebecca he dialled Chris' number.
"Chris, it's Barry. Change of plans. Pick us up in the Umbrella car park, level one, in five minutes."
"We're on our way." said Chris.
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The elevators opened on level one of the car park. Rebecca stepped out first followed closely by Peter.
"My car is just down here." said Rebecca, pointing to the far end of the car park. They began walking past the row of cars on the right.
Peter looked around and saw that the place was almost empty. The only person there was a man with grey hair trying to open a car door a few cars down from them. As he walked past, Peter thought he looked a little young to have grey hair, late-thirties mabye. He also noticed the man's cheap briefcase, certainly not French made.
Suddenly, a van pulled up beside him and Rebecca. He didn't even hear Barry behind him as he watched the side door open.
As soon as Barry was close enough he brought the cheap briefcase down hard on the back of Peter's neck, knocking him unconscious instantly. Leon caught Peter just before he crumpled to the ground, and dragged him into the van. Barry climbed in next followed closely by Rebecca.
"Go." said Leon, before he had even shut the door completely.
"The tyres screeched as Chris accelerated out of the car park and back out into the brightness of the streets.
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Chapter 6 done. There will eventually be zombies. Trust me.
Thanks to all who reviewed this and my other fic '15 Bullets'.
Keep the reviews coming.
This story is a crossover between Resident Evil and the Rainbow Six novel and games. But you probably knew that by now.
Rated R for graphic violence, swearing and general zombiness.
Resident Evil: Shattered Rainbow
by DarkSpade
Chapter 6 - The Easy Way
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Isn't this religious? The eternal battle between good and evil,
saint and sinner.....but you're still not having any fun!
-Castor Troy, Face Off
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Rebecca had just sat down to lunch with Peter when her phone rang.
"Excuse me." she said. "I really need to take this call."
"Of course." said Peter.
Rebecca got up and walked over to a secluded corner of the canteen and answered. "Hello?"
"Rebecca." she heard Barry's voice. "What happened? Are you okay? Where are you?"
"Barry. I'm fine. I started talking to Peter, the guy from the office and he asked me out for lunch. I'm in the canteen on the 4th floor. I'll try to keep him busy for as long as possible. It should give you more time to finish getting the info we need."
"Good thinking. It looks like I'm going to need a little more time. I've managed to get onto the network using the password Carlos' friend provided but I haven't found anything useful yet. It could take a while." said Barry.
"I'll try and see what I can find out from Peter as well. He says he does PR for Umbrella so he probably knows some things." said Rebecca.
"Rebecca, be careful. Don't start asking him things that might make him suspicious."
"I know Barry. I'll be careful."
"Godd. I'll call you again when I'm done and we can get out of here." Barry disconnected.
Rebecca put the phone back in her pocket and walked back over to Peter, sitting across the table from him.
"That was my roommate" she explained. "He wanted to see how I was doing on my first day."
"Ah, I see." Peter replied. "So where in Paris are you living?"
"I'm living in a house just outside the city with a couple of friends. I've been there for a few weeks." answered Rebecca, taking a bite from here salad.
"Really." Peter seemed surprised. "I thought most new researchers were given accomidation in one of those company apartment buildings just a few blocks away from here."
"Yeah, I was offered an apartment but since I had some friends here I decided to stay with them" she explained.
"I suppose you are right. It's always nice to see a familiar face, especially if you are in a strange country. Well, now you have a familiar face around here." he smiled. "If you need anything just let me know."
Rebecca also smiled and almost began to blush until she remembered where she was and who she was talking to. Her smile disappeared suddenly.
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Peter, looking perplexed.
"No. No. It's nothing." said Rebecca quickly, looking down at her food. "So do you enjoy working here?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
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Chris stepped out of the rented car and walked over to the van, followed closely by Jill. The top floor of the car park was virtually deserted and the sound of their footsteps could be heard clearly.
"Carlos, it's clear. You can get out now." said Chris.
The side door of the van opened and Carlos looked out, scanning the area carefully. When he saw nobody else around he stepped out. Claire and Leon also stepped out of the van.
"Okay." Chris began. "We need to get you back to the safehouse without being seen, Carlos. You'll be going in the car with Jill and Claire. But you'll...uh...have to go in the trunk to keep out of sight."
"What!?!? Why can't we go in the van?" Carlos asked indignantly.
"I'm sorry Carlos, but Leon and I are going to wait here for Barry and Rebecca. And if they need any help then were going to need the equipment in the van." Chris answered seriously, although Jill noticed a slight smile on his face.
"Come on, Carlos. I'll drive. I promise it'll only take a few minutes." said Claire.
"No fucking way!!" Carlos insisted. "I've seen how you drive, I'll end up with brain damage."
"What's that supposed to mean?" aksed Claire, with some hostility.
"Okay. Enough. We don't have time for this. Barry and Rebecca will be waiting to be picked up soon. What if Jill drives?" asked Chris.
Carlos considered this for a moment then gave in. "Fine, I'll go if Jill drives. But you guys all owe me."
Chris tossed Jill the car keys before getting into the van next to Leon. Claire, Jill and Carlos walked back over to the car. Jill opened the trunk and allowed Carlos climbed in.
"Watch your head" said Claire, before slamming the trunk shut, barely missing Carlos. She heard the muffled "Hey!" coming from the trunk and smiled. "Brain damage, my ass."
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Ding Chavez had just spent the last thirty minutes going over the profiles of the S.T.A.R.S. members. He found it hard to believe that they were a bunch of terrorists. Although he knew that former military types are usually the most effective terrorists, there was something more to this. He decided to take a break and headed to the shooting range to get in some pistol practice. When he reached the range he got the standard one hundred rounds for his .45-caliber Beretta from the quartermaster. He was just putting on his ear protectors when he heard somone calling his name.
"Yo, Ding."
He turned and saw Julio 'Oso' Vega, Team-1's heavy weapons specialist, walking towards him. Ding and Vega had known each other even before they had joined Rainbow.
"Hey, Oso. What's up?" asked Ding.
"I heard about the briefing this morning. Is it true that were trying to track down Jill Valentine for being a terrorist?!" he asked in disbelief.
"That's the story." Ding replied. "Why? You know her?"
"Yeah, I know her! She was up at Fort Bragg during my tour with Delta Force. She was in Delta for over two years while I was there. Ding, there is no fucking way that she's a terrorist. It would be like someone telling me that you were a terrorist. It just wouldn't happen."
"So, you had a good working relationship with her?" asked Ding, with a grin. "Or mabye something else?" His grin widened.
"Nah, Ding. Nothin' like that. We were good friends. That's all. She was kinda cute though." Oso also began to grin. "And she could also drink half the guys in Delta under the table."
Ding had known Oso for a long time. He also knew that he was an excellent judge of character.
"You should probably tell John about this. He'll want to know everything he can about the S.T.A.R.S. members." said Ding.
"That's my next stop." said Oso. "Later, Ding."
Oso walked away and Ding put on his ear protectors and began firing at the first paper target.
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Rebecca had finished her lunch and was being given a guided tour of the building by Peter. Most of the areas were extremely boring - human resources, accounting and what seemed like countless others. Rebecca became a lot more interested when they got to the research and development labs on one of the top floors.
"This is the R&D unit. Of course we only work on low security stuff up here. The really interesting things happen in the Special Project labs in the sub-basment levels." Peter continued "I doubt you'll be spending much time up here."
"So what kind of projects are going on in the basement labs?" asked Rebecca.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be told all that when you get down there." he answered. "How about if I show you the-"
He was interrupted by the sound of Rebecca's phone ringing.
"Sorry. Last time, I promise." she said.
"Don't worry about it. Take your time." Peter replied.
Rebecca walked out of earshot before she answered the phone. "Barry, have you finished yet?" she asked quickly.
"Sort of." Barry answered. "I've searched throught the entire system and I can't find any hard evidence on Umbrella. They must keep all of that stuff down on the computers in the basement labs. The only useful thing I found was a map of the underground lab. We should get out of here. We can figure what else we are going to do when we get back to the safehouse. Were going to need a lot more information if we want to get into those labs."
"I think I have an idea." said Rebecca, proceeding to explain her idea to Barry.
After Barry had heard it he paused for a few seconds before replying. "It's risky. But if it works we might have the info we need. Let's do it."
"How long do you need?" asked Rebecca.
"I'll be ready in five minutes."
"Got it." she said, before hanging up.
Rebecca put the phone away and walked back over to Peter.
"Sorry about that." she began. "I just remembered that most of my things are still in my car. I was going to bring them down to the lab this morning but I had no idea where it was. Would you mind helping me carry it down?"
"Of course. I would be delighted to." he answered enthusiastically.
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As soon as Barry hung up on Rebecca he dialled Chris' number.
"Chris, it's Barry. Change of plans. Pick us up in the Umbrella car park, level one, in five minutes."
"We're on our way." said Chris.
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The elevators opened on level one of the car park. Rebecca stepped out first followed closely by Peter.
"My car is just down here." said Rebecca, pointing to the far end of the car park. They began walking past the row of cars on the right.
Peter looked around and saw that the place was almost empty. The only person there was a man with grey hair trying to open a car door a few cars down from them. As he walked past, Peter thought he looked a little young to have grey hair, late-thirties mabye. He also noticed the man's cheap briefcase, certainly not French made.
Suddenly, a van pulled up beside him and Rebecca. He didn't even hear Barry behind him as he watched the side door open.
As soon as Barry was close enough he brought the cheap briefcase down hard on the back of Peter's neck, knocking him unconscious instantly. Leon caught Peter just before he crumpled to the ground, and dragged him into the van. Barry climbed in next followed closely by Rebecca.
"Go." said Leon, before he had even shut the door completely.
"The tyres screeched as Chris accelerated out of the car park and back out into the brightness of the streets.
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Chapter 6 done. There will eventually be zombies. Trust me.
Thanks to all who reviewed this and my other fic '15 Bullets'.
Keep the reviews coming.