…One S.T.A.R.S. Awaits…
…The next day…
"God damn it, Redfield." Chief Parks said in his office, "What the hell's wrong with you!"
"I told you I almost had him." Chris commented, "He was too fast."
"THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD'VE CALLED FOR BACKUP!" Parks shouted loudly in anger, "Jesus Christ, Redfield. You keep pushing it. Didn't you have your phone or radio?"
"Yes, sir."
"Why didn't you use it, Eddie was right down the street." Parks put his hands on the desk and leaned forward, "Cars go faster then people, Redfield."
Chris slouched in his chair, "It didn't occur to me, he killed someone I've known for years."
"Here you go with your excuses. I remember when you first came here. Everyone was onto you and asking you about the viral incident."
"Where are you going with this?" Chris asked standing up.
Parks leaned back in his chair and checked his watch, "You lost friends there too, damn it!"
"Barry's different, he was like a father! He pulled me out of the hole and helped me! You've lost family haven't you/"
"Don't go there, Redfield." Parks growled, getting up, "You listen to me, Redfield. I've lost way more then you've lost. I saw my brothers face torn from his body in Vietnam. I witnessed my father kill my mother. I witnessed my father get executed in death row by the electric chair. And you better not fuckin' lecture me on family. I've got no one now!"
Chris was silent sitting back in his chair, "I'm sorry, chief."
Parks sat down and looked out the window overlooking the city, "Look at you Redfield, you have your sister Claire. You've also got your friend Jill. You have people who look up to you. I just don't want you to end up like me."
Outside, the sound of a planes engine flew overhead, "I guess I'll get back to the case." Chris said getting out of his chair.
"No." Parks said, "I'm suspending you until the case is either solved or closed."
He looked at Parks, "What!"
"You heard me. Now hand over your gun and badge." Parks commanded holding out his hand.
Chris hesitated.
"That's an order, Redfield!"
Chris cursed under his breath and slammed the badge on the desk and threw his gun on the chair and walked out, slamming the door.
Chris pulled the car up to the diner and walked in and sat down at a table. The waitress, Helen walked up to him and gave him a coffee.
"Black with two packs of sugar." She said, "Your usual."
"Thanks Helen." He said taking a few sips, "Can you get me a-"
"Cheeseburger, no lettuce, extra tomatoes, mayonnaise, pickles, and a side order of coleslaw and fries? Helen started, smiling.
"Just the burger." He said gloomily.
Helen looked at him, "What's wrong?" Chris shook his head in silence as he took another sip of coffee. "I'm sorry about your friend."
Chris put his coffee down, "What?"
"Your friend Jill was here just a minute ago." Helen said, "She didn't look very good, or sound. Poor little thing."
"Ya…"
Jill was sitting in the park and switched her phone off after Barry's wife made a call. She already knew and began crying herself off. Jill couldn't do anything but, hang up the phone.
She stood up from the bench she was sitting in and placed the phone in her pocket and walked up to a frozen pond.
"Hey."
Jill turned around seeing Chris a few meters behind her, walking towards her with his hands in his coat pockets and sat down next to her. "Hey." She replied staring off at the lake.
"Listen, Jill." Chris began, "This is all my fault- I.."
"It's not all your fault." Jill replied, "It was just the unexpected."
Chris sank into the bench, "I just can't figure out who would do such a thing."
"That's what's bothering me the most. Who was it?"
He nodded his head slowly, "Can't say, but, whoever did it was probably working for somebody."
Just then, both of their phones went off simultaneously. Jill grabbed her out of her pocket and placed it to her ear, as did Chris.
"Hello." It was Chris' voice on her phone. Their lines were connected for some strange reason.
"Listen to me closely you two. You tell anyone about this call and you'll be next. Now if I were one of you two, I would head back to the apartment. The next S.T.A.R.S. member is waiting."
The caller then hung up. Jill looked at her caller I.D. which read, unknown. "Holy shit..." She then said.
Chris looked at her with shock in his eyes, "Rebecca!"
... 5 Minutes Later...
Chris opened the door to his apartment and they ran into the dark room. He flipped the light switch on and gazed at the trashed apartment.
"Oh, my God." Jill said standing still.
"Someone's been here," Chris added, walking by his overturned table and reach for his holster and stopped halfway, realizing he had gave it to the chief.
"Jill, stay here." He motioned, turning from the living room and entered his bedroom.
His room was trashed as well. The mattress was lying lopsided on the floor. Papers of reports and files he had not quite finished littered the floor.
This was getting obnoxious. He had nothing the person wanted. So, why would that person trash his whole apartment?
"Chris, you better take a look at your computer." Jill called from the other room.
He quickly turned away from the desecration of his room and walked out and then quickly came back in and opened the drawers to the roll top desk to see if they confiscated his gun.
He closed it in frustration and cursed under his breath, "They had to take my gun."
Chris exited the room and joined Jill in the other room where his computer was.
He felt like laughing. The room were the computer was located was clean, not a scratch nor dent in anything. But, there was a letter lying on the keyboard.
Jill grabbed it and began reading it out loud, "We've linked your computer up to our live feed network. Your computer is all ready to go, all you have to do is turn the monitor on."
Chris pressed the on switch on the monitor and the screen flashed on and a warning message came up reading: You have just received a message. Would you like to respond to the sender? Y/N?
He hit the Y button and the screen turned black for a few seconds. Static was then broad casted and then a picture began to show up on screen.
The monitor displayed a picture of a room of some sort. It was enormous. Chris could barely make out any detail due to the lack of light in the room.
"Long time no see, Chris." Someone spoke from the room the computer was showing. "It's been a long time, old friend."
"Who the hell are you!" Chris began. "Where's Rebecca?"
A figure stepped out in the open, covered in darkness as they walked closer to the screen, "Be patient. Ah, Ms. Valentine, still single I suppose?"
Jill approached the screen, "Hey, asshole. You can smart mouth all you want. Why did you kill Barry!"
"Simple to say." The figure said walking back and forth, "It was purely a mistake to kill Barry, at the moment. He had family. But, it sure made me laugh when I heard of the mishap." The figure chuckled, "I really wanted Chris to die."
Chris slammed his fists on the table, "But, why! Why kill Barry? What for? We didn't do anything!"
The figure stopped walking, "He disobeyed me. Interrupted my plans. And then you get in my way once more and take everything away from me."
"What are you talking about?" He said, literally confused.
"Still don't know me?" The figure snarled, "Well, I guess I wouldn't blame you. The fall of Umbrella. Yes, you can knock them off the who-did-it list. Was it for money? No. Revenge?..."
Chris' eyes widened with shock, "You!"
The figure laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the large room, "Beginning to see it now, Chris. I'm your nemesis, who has come out of hiding after all these years. Grasp your reality, both of you. Get out of your little fantasy lands and see your enemy!"
"Wesker!" Jill shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"
The lights in the room suddenly went on and revealed the figure; Albert Wesker.
He stood in a lab- like room, filled with consoles and stasis tubes. The floor he was standing on was marble, The stasis tubes were built into the marble pillars as well. Wesker stood in the center of the screen half grinning, with one brow arched up, peeking out the top of his shades.
"Surprised to see me?" He said smoothly, "By the look of both of you, I say you two look, delighted to see me."
"Delighted to kill you!" Jill shot back.
Wesker laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the enormous lab, "Ah... Still as feisty as the last time we chit-chatted. Well, without Barry to give me an open casket and the ole' jolly tyrant to give me a pat on the back, what to you plan on to do? Turn off the monitor?" Again, he laughed loudly.
"Where's Rebecca!" Chris shouted.
He watched the screen as Wesker put his hands together and smiled, "Ah... I was waiting for you to ask about her."
Wesker walked to one of the computers and pressed a few buttons and a small hissing noise was emitted.
A few feet in front of him, the floor opened up and a mechanism rose from below, holding the unconscious Rebecca. The mechanism looked like a dental operating chair, but far more uncomfortable with the straps around her chest and legs and cuffs around her hands.
"No..." Jill cried, silently.
Chris was silent and watched as Wesker pull out a metal case and grab something from inside and walk back to the center of the screen.
"I received a present a few months ago." Wesker began, "By one of my most trusted spies." He held up a vial to the screen which contained an egg like object floating around in a purple fluid. "By from what they call it, it is called Las Plagas. A parasite, able torely off and manipulate any organism that it lives in."
"Great..." Chris sighed, "You've been able to conjure up something on the old drawing board."
"Wrong, Chris, " Wesker said, "The parasites were buried deep under the Earth hundreds of years ago. A while ago it was unearthed and used. The power of the Plagas is amazing. All controlled by one mind, a group of collective thinking. Don't you think this will change the fate of the world today?"
"Sounds like lunacy!" Jill commented, "A psycho like you will think anything is worth while by what it's capable of."
Wesker didn't respond as he loaded the vial into a syringe and approached Rebecca, "Good girl. By what it is capable of, it is worth while to obtain this sort of power. Lunacy? Only in the eyes of a fool."
He stuck the syringe in the side of Rebecca's neck but didn't squeeze the small trigger.
"What are you going to do!" Chris shouted.
Wesker smiled at him, wickedly and pulled the small trigger. The egg was flushed through the syringe and entered Rebecca and Wesker removed the syringe. "She is now a carrier of a truly amazing gift."
"YOU BASTARD!" He shouted, "I'M GONNA- KILL- YOU!"
"Don't get mad Chris. You'll have your turn. There is also no need to find me. I already know where you are. I'll get you myself." He smiled and then adjusted his glasses, "And when I get all of you, maybe I'll introduce to you; Barry's killer."
Chris and Jill were silent as Wesker waved his hand in goodbye.
"I'll see you, two soon." The live channel then disconnected and the computer suddenly crashed.
Jill looked at Chris with despair in her eyes, "What do we do?"
Chris nodded his head, no knowing what to do. "We wait."
Note: More is coming soon or later, I don't know. In the mean time while your waiting, feel free to check out my other stories. PeAcE!
