Chapter Thirteen

Kyle glance at his brother, who was sitting on the second pew.

Brad was sitting on the one on the left side, nervously twitching.

" Brad, this is a chapel. No monsters are coming in here. And if they do, they'll have to get past my shotgun." Kyle said from his spot in the back of the room.

He was sitting on a large brown, wooden crate.

" Does anyone happen to know what today is?" Marco asked from his seat.

He was bored and couldn't think of anything else.

" It's the thirtieth." Kyle said as he glanced at his watch. " It's a little after midnight. So, I guess it's the first."

" The last time I checked, it was the twenty-eighth." Marco said as he turned to look at his brother.

" You have to remember that we was running about for almost a whole day. And then there was the cable car wreck. All of us were unconscious until the other day. And then, yesterday, we were all being attacked by that monster. Well, a few hours ago."

" Time sure flies when you're having fun."

" Oh, yeah, fun." Kyle sighed as he contemplated between going to sleep or ending it all.

Connie looked down at the hunters.

" These look so much different than the ones we fought at the mansion." she said as she stepped over it and followed Carlos to the elevator.

" Where to first?" he said as the doors shut.

" The third floor."

The elevator groaned as it went up.

The metal doors opened to reveal a hallway with only one door.

" Come on. It's this way." she said.

Carlos was obviously uncertain that she knew what she was doing.

They entered the room and were greeted by a mercenary.

He was paranoid more than Brad and kept going on about how someone they worked for was a traitor.

Then, to make matters worse, he opened the safe next to him, and it blew him up.

Connie wanted to scream, but refrained from it.

" It's through this door." she mumbled and led Carlos into the next room.

There were frog-like creatures, in large glass tubes, in the middle of the room. The tubes were filled with liquid.

Connie went over to a counter and sat down at a stool.

" The Medium base is on that shelf," she said as she weakly pointed her finger, " and you'll have to use the Chemical Synthesizer."

" How do you know all of this?"

" I worked for Umbrella. And I spent some time in this hospital. Let's just say I was helping a doctor save some lives while I spent a month here."

Carlos put the container in the synthesizer and looked at her questioningly.

" Push the power switch."

He did so, and the liquid drained out of the tubes.

" Is it supposed to do that?"

" Honestly, yes. But the last time I was here, those weren't." Connie said, eyeing the motionless creatures.

She was almost certain they were hunters, but they must've been newer editions.

" Um…"

Connie quickly told him how to figure out the puzzle.

" Let's go before these things come to life."

Carlos nodded as he grabbed the vaccine medium from the base and they headed for the door.

The crashing of glass sent Connie into a spin, raising her grenade launcher.

Carlos raised his assault rifle.

The hunters never stood a chance.

The twosome ran to the lift.

" Fourth floor." Connie said as the doors closed.

The elevator shook as it went up.

" We need some elevator music." Connie said, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

" I guess."

Connie shook her head as the doors opened.

" Okay, we need to take a left and go through a door on the right." she said as she began walking.

They walked into the room, only to witness Nikolai shooting a mercenary.

" Carlos, I am one of the supervisors and that's all you need to know... "

Nikolai trained his gun onto Carlos's head and was ready to pull the trigger, when the not yet dead mercenary pulled the pin on a grenade.

The resulting blast sent Nikolai running, and Connie nearly into hysterics.

She turned away from Carlos and leaned against the white wall of the room.

" Um…Connie…it's okay. Mercenaries are prepared to die." he said as she sobbed.

" I…know…that…" she said as she forcefully wiped away her tears. " It's…just…that…I'm…so…sick…of…people…dying."

She wiped her nose on the back of her black half-finger gloves and turned back towards the South American.

" Just go in there and get the key." she said. " I'll wait out here, in case Nikolai comes back."

Carlos nodded and went into the room.

Connie knew Nikolai wouldn't bring his traitorous ass back there anytime soon, but she really needed to be alone.

A few minutes later, Carlos came back out of the room with the key.

" Okay, let's go back out to the corridor."

Carlos handed the blue base to Connie.

" Okay." she said as she unscrewed the lid to both bases and combined them into one tube.

She screwed the lid back on and moved them around a little to mix them.

" Right. Let's get back to Jill."

They headed out to the elevator and sighed in relief as it reached the hospital's lobby.

" Oh, man…" Carlos groaned as he saw a bomb.

The timer only had seven seconds left.

He grabbed Connie by the arm and pulled her out of the hospital, just in time for it to explode.

Surprisingly, she didn't go into hysterics.

" Okay, let's go."

They didn't encounter any enemies until they got into the main hall of the Clock Tower.

Nemesis gave an all mighty roar and leaped in front of them.

Connie pulled out her grenade launcher and let him have it.

Once the hideous monster dropped, they continued their way to the chapel.

Kyle injected the vaccine into Mikhail. He was turning a repugnant gray color, and was starting to scratch himself all over the place.

He had only recently woke up, which had scared Marco into running back to Kyle, who had fallen asleep.

Kyle made the mistake of touching Mikhail's wrist, which was too tender and squishy to be a real human's.

" Kyle, dude, I don't think the vaccine is going to work." Marco said as he raised the Berretta.

" It might take a while." Kyle said unconvincingly. " That's all."

" Kyle, he's already rotting. We ought to put him out of his misery."

" Jill is just a screwed as him." Kyle said as he pulled another vaccine out of the case and injected it into the man.

" You shouldn't use too many. You'll send him into a coma, like Connie said."

" I know that already, but I don't exactly want him eating me either."

Kyle was beginning to think that he should've left Mikhail in the back of the cable car.

" Check Jill." Kyle muttered as he trained his gun on Mikhail's head.

" She's still breathing, but it's slow. And her pulse is, too."

" We're all going to die!" Brad wailed from his seat.

" Brad, shut the fuck up!" Kyle said loudly. " One more word from you that involves all of us dying, and I'll end your life sooner!"

Brad quickly shut up.

" That's better." Kyle said as he looked back at Mikhail.

His pigment was going back to normal, but he was still scratching himself.

And sniffing like a dog.

The chapel's door came open, and Connie, followed by Carlos, came into the room.

" We have the vaccine." Carlos said triumphantly.

Connie pulled two syringes out of her knapsack and took the vaccine from him.

She filled both syringes and gave one to Carlos.

" How many T-virus vaccines did you give her?" she asked as she walked up to Kyle.

" None. It's Mikhail you have to worry about." he said as he pointed at the man.

His skin was gray again, and he was almost shredding his flesh from the bone.

" Carlos, give Jill that shot, now!" Connie said.

She gave Mikhail a once over.

" I gave him two more shots, but-"

" Oh, Kyle he has the G-virus. No wonder." she moaned as Mikhail's pupils started to get smaller. " Hold him down."

Kyle dropped his gun and held the man down.

Connie quickly injected the syringe's contents into his left arm.

" Kyle," Connie whispered, " I don't think he can be helped. The vaccine takes eight hours to begin working. He'll be dead before then."

Kyle knew she was right, but he wasn't about to give up.

" It's starting to get light out anyways. We can only move around with the cover of darkness. We can keep giving him the T-virus vaccine until the G-virus vaccine kicks in."

" Okay…I suppose you're right." she said as she pulled out another syringe with liquid in it.

" What's that?"

" A sedative. I figured Brad can use it. The sooner he calms down, the sooner the rest of us calm down. I have four. They wear off every four hours."

" Good thinking."

" See. I told you I knew what I was doing."

Connie walked over to Brad with the needle.

" Oh, no, I'm not infected." he said as he quickly got up.

" No, duh. This is a sedative. It will help calm you down." Connie said as she injected it into him. " You might feel drowsy, but that's normal."

Brad sat down and quickly went to sleep.

" Finally, some peace and quiet." Kyle said as he looked at Mikhail. " Jill will wake up the same time as him, right?"

" Mikhail is going to be in a coma by the time the G-virus vaccine starts working." Connie said as she sat down on the pew behind the one Mikhail was laying on. " We'll be lucky if all of these vaccines don't rewrite his DNA anyway. That's what the T-virus and G-virus do. They rewrite your DNA and leave you brain dead. Nice creation, huh? Actually, it was meant to be used to over take enemy countries during war. You know, infect someone, let the enemy take them prisoner, and have the enemy cart the prisoner off to base. The whole base becomes infected and would ultimately be killed. They could use P.O.W. s, too. After infecting them, they could send them back to their base, where the same thing would happen."

" This isn't a military base, though." Kyle said as he sat down beside of her.

" No, but that's not the point. Umbrella screwed up by conducting these experiments. They have brainwashed everyone into believing that Umbrella is the greatest company on this planet. After all, more than half the jobs in Raccoon City were created by Umbrella. Everyone thought they were so good. But look what they've done. They've deceived us all into believing that they were just a company that made everything from first aid to bubble gum. And no one wants to go against them."

" I won't deny most of that. But you're wrong. A lot of people know what's going on, Connie and they are going to stop it. If we have to blow up every Umbrella lab single-handedly, then so be it."

" Kyle, you don't understand. They're going to win no matter what." Connie said as she punched the pew in frustration.

" Maybe you could use one of those sedatives."

" I just need sleep. The only sleep I've had was when I was knocked unconscious from the crash. I'm still surprised we're alive from that. What kept the zombies and Nemesis from killing us?"

" You know how Carlos was gone by the time we woke up? I'm pretty sure he fought off all of the lovely enemies until daylight. I guess we just woke up in the nick of time."

" I guess." Connie said with a yawn. " Now, move your fat ass so I can sleep."

" Alright." he said as he got up.

" Dude, I think I'm going to do like Connie and catch some z's." Marco said as he laid down on the first pew.

" Alright. I'll wake you up in four hours. Carlos, go guard the door. I'll stay up here with the zombies, I mean patients. This may be a chapel, but I'm not putting it past Nemesis to try and kill us. We'll wake up my brother and Connie in four hours, so we can switch off."

" Alright."

Kyle threw the hypodermic down on the floor.

There were only two left in the case, and they still had five hours until the vaccine did it's job.

Someone put their hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump.

" Holy fuck." Kyle said as he looked at the much smaller teenager. " Constance Redfield, you ought to be grateful that you're a girl."

" Sorry. You just looked so lost." Connie said apologetically. " I see that Brad's still out."

" Yeah. Jill's fine. She's just-"

" Sleeping it off. She wasn't infected as long as Mikhail. Her recovery rate will be a lot quicker. She should be up and about in a few more hours."

" I hope in the living sense."

" Yes. The vaccine is a hundred percent effective. Mikhail, though, is a different story. He should make it as long as he doesn't develop the next symptom."

" Which is?" Kyle asked stupidly.

" Flesh falling off. First, you start scratching. Then, you start sniffing. Those two can be fixed with the vaccine. Some people experience vomiting, but that is like the first symptom. If the flesh starts coming off, they're still savable, but it's not likely. After that, the person will start craving flesh. Human flesh. By that time, the brain has lost all function, so they can't be saved. Not even vaccination can save them. You can either let them live or kill them. We all know what happens if you let them live. They die and come back. Which reminds me. You did have all of those survivors-"

" Connie, the government got them. And I mean the real government. Not Umbrella's assholes. Trust me. The F.B.I. is in on this. Rebecca and Richard where there the whole time."

When they had first starting helping people escape, government officials were taking them out of Raccoon City. Only, these government officials were Umbrella workers who were trying to keep things under wrap.

" It's a good thing we sent Richard and Rebecca to Washington." Connie said.

With all of the evidence Irons and the mayor had denied as authentic, the two had left Raccoon City and went to Washington, D.C.

" Yeah."

" Kyle, get some rest. I'll watch Mikhail."

" No, I had a nap earlier-"

" Go to sleep now!" she said as she pulled out a needle. " Or I'll give you a sedative that will knock you out."

" Fine, fine."

Connie sat at the foot of Mikhail's unconscious body.

The mercenary was the color of a dark stormy sky and smelled like a trash bin, due to the virus. The bandages were bloody, Connie noticed.

She got off of the pew and kneeled down on the concrete floor. She took off her knapsack and pulled out a pair of gloves, more antiseptic, a package of bandages, and what was left of the G-virus antidote. She grabbed the last unused hypodermic she had and loaded the last of the vaccine into the syringe. She pulled on the rubber gloves, took a pair of scissors out of her bag, and cut the soiled bandages away.

" OH MY GOD!"

She dropped the scissors to the ground, causing the sound to echo off of the walls, and waking everyone, except for Brad, Jill, and Mikhail up.

Carlos came down the aisle.

" What' wrong?" he asked as Kyle gave her a death glare.

Marco sat up, rubbing his eyes.

" His blood is coagulating. Oh, dear God."

She swiftly injected what was left in of the G-virus antidote into him.

" What's that?" Carlos asked as Kyle got off of the pew.

" It means his blood is turning into gel." Kyle said as he readied another T-virus vaccine. " You're blood doesn't do that until you are dead."

" It should start reversing." Connie said as she began cleaning the wound.

" What if it's too late?"

" It isn't. He's still breathing. You watched him the whole time, right?" she continued when Kyle nodded. " So, he hasn't died, yet. The G-virus antidote should start speeding up, now. Don't touch that!"

Kyle immediately abandoned picking up the soiled bandaged.

" Why not? Do you really wanna keep stepping on it?"

" Grab the disinfectant spray from my bag." she said as she continued cleaning the wound.

" I doubt it will work on this stuff."

" It will, trust me. In a way, Umbrella was preparing us for this. The first aid spray, weapons, and ammo, for instance. They also made disinfectant spray, which neutralizes the virus, and there should be some more rubber gloves in my bag. They also made disinfectant bags that you can put stuff in."

" How-"

" Just trust me. I worked there, remember? Not only that, but I've tested the stuff out."

" How come we haven't been infected before?"

" Our bodies naturally made defenses against the virus. The only way we can get infected with it is if we are actually bitten by a zombie. And the first aid can cure that if it's used immediately. That, and the fact that we all had the vaccine when we came here."

" What?" Kyle dropped the bandages into the bag.

It looked just like a normal clear Ziploc bag, only as soon as it was sealed, the bandages disappeared.

" Anything that's got the virus on it will be neutralized and destroyed once the seal is closed." she said as she took it from him, reopened it, and threw the antiseptic swabs into it. " It can be used three times." she said as she sealed it again. " Technology at it's best."

" What about us getting vaccinated?"

" We had to have those physicals when we got here. Remember? Chief Irons's orders. And they gave us a shot. That was the T-virus antidote. I didn't learn that until recently, though. It lasts for up to two months. And before you ask, our bodies developed an immunity to the virus, so it would take a zombie bite to infect us. Touching anything won't give it to you."

" Then why couldn't I touch that bandage?"

Connie started cleaning the wound again.

" Because, that has blood on it. Coagulated blood from a partial zombie. A zombie's fluid can infect you just as easily if you have any open cuts."

She opened the package of sterilized bandages.

" I'll raise him up." Kyle said.

Connie wrapped them around Mikhail and grabbed another pack from her bag. After applying them, Kyle laid Mikhail back down.

" Now, go back to sleep." Connie ordered. " I'll get Marco up, so you can sleep, Carlos."

Marco yawned as he sat on the crate.

Connie glanced at Mikhail, who was a normal shade of color.

The second shot had evidently sped up the first round of antidote.

His skin was also firmer and didn't smell of death. He no longer scratched himself or sniffed the air around them. He was still asleep, but should be waking up soon. The wound was still fatal, and Connie couldn't get it to stop bleeding.

The only relief was that the blood wasn't a gel-like substance anymore.

" Oh…where am I?"

Connie looked up to the front of the room.

" Marco!"

Connie didn't really need to scream at the young man because he was already strolling up front.

He helped Jill off of the alter and helped her walk to the second pew.

Brad was awake, sitting in the back on the crate.

He was still frenzied, but Connie would give him a small dose of the sedative before they started out.

" How do you feel?" Connie asked, glancing at Mikhail.

" I've felt better." the woman answered.

" As soon as Mikhail wakes up, we're going to find another way out of here." Connie said.

" What about around the hospital?"

" The whole street is blocked off by debris." Connie explained. " It blew up."

" Oh." Jill said. " How long have I been out?"

" Nearly two days, I think." Connie said as she glanced at Mikhail, again.

The older man's eyes fluttered open.

Marco noticed that Connie got up and raised his Beretta, prepared to fire.

" Mikhail?"

" Yes."

Zombies most certainly couldn't talk, so Marco lowered the weapon.

" Hi, I'm Connie Redfield." Connie said. " And that red-headed man over there is Marco, the lady is Jill, and the guy back there by the door is Brad. The guy sleeping behind you is Kyle-"

" Carlos? What happened to Carlos?"

" He's sleeping." Connie said.

The older man sighed in relief.

" Let's let them sleep some more before we start out." Marco suggested. " It won't do us any good if we collapse from exhaustion."

" You have a point."

A.N.- If you have any questions, please submit them in the review. I don't want to have a bunch of confused readers. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. There are only about two, maybe three chapter left. I'm going to forewarn you that I'm going to write a sequel to this…Later!