Chapter Fifteen

A.N.- Sorry, guys. I know that last chapter wasn't the greatest, but I promise this one will be a little better. Thanks for the reviews and feedback. Later!

Connie walked up the steps to the gate, inserting the key. After unlocking it, she stepped out onto the swinging bride that laid before her. God, how she hated the things. Of course, if Chris hadn't been such an asshole when she was younger, she wouldn't be so scared of the damn things.

The cool October breeze caused the bridge to sway softly in the air. Mold decorated it here and there, proving how long the plant hadn't been used. A horrible trench coat-clad creature stood in the middle, turning around to sneer at her.

Horrible trench coat-clad monster!

Connie froze in shock, midway through the bridge. Marco stopped with Mikhail before bumping into her, but Jill managed to stumble into the stopped men.

" What's the freakin' hold up?" Kyle asked, before seeing the monster.

He sprang into quick action, his only thought of getting the frozen Connie out of its way, for he was slowing advancing on the teenager, his thick, purple tentacle out. He pushed past Jill, accidentally knocking her off the bridge.

" Kyle!" she screamed as she fell into the darkness.

He dodged Mikhail and his brother, but was there too late. His only option was to send Connie to the same unknown fate of Jill. He shoved out his shoulder, knocking her sideways over the bridge.

" What the-" the startled girl replied as she stumbled over the edge and fell.

However, momentum wasn't about to let go of Kyle, so he knocked Nemesis over the bridge, sending him after the girls.

" SSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSS!" the monster roared as it plummeted over the edge.

" Oops…I hope they're okay." Kyle grimaced before beckoning Marco and Mikhail to follow him.

Connie couldn't help but think that Kyle was a complete and total asshole as she fell with a thud to the edge of the moat.

Nemesis, however, wasn't so lucky. He actually fell into the water, screaming S.T.A.R.S., probably meaning he hated Kyle at the moment, too.

Connie climbed over the gate in front of her and came face to face with a soaked and thoroughly pissed Jill.

" I'll kill that little twerp the next time I see him." she said as she pulled out her grenade launcher.

" Get in line." Connie said as she clutched her Colt Python.

" Should we stick together?" Jill asked as she looked at the sewage water running around her brown boots.

" Yeah. God only knows when that Nemesis will show up again."

Kyle was wandering around the seemingly abandoned plant, contemplating on whether Umbrella deserved the credit for it's disguise or if some poor idiot had came up with the idea. They had run into Brad no sooner had they stepped into the old looking building, and had just given him the last sedative they had.

It hadn't helped.

Kyle had went as far as pulling out his shotgun and threatening to blow him from there to Timbuktu, but Brad had just screamed, " Make my day!"

Kyle didn't see the fun in that and immediately holstered his weapon.

Marco was still dragging Mikhail around, but thankfully the Russian man was starting to feel somewhat better. He wasn't bleeding too much anymore and was less delirious.

It also kept the zombies at bay. Without the strong stench of blood and rotting flesh, the zombies couldn't pinpoint them so soon anymore.

" Kyle, man, can't we take a break? We've been down this hall twenty times already." Marco asked with a whine.

His shoulders ached, his back ached, and he was just in a pissed mood all together.

" Not until we meet up with the girls."

" It's your fault that they're not here." Brad pointed out, standing up for something.

Kyle aimed his Beretta at the cowering man. " Wanna fuckin' say that again?"

" Sorry."

" Kyle, quit being such an asshole. You are being a dictator and I'm sick of it. We can't keep going like this. Mikhail needs some rest. It's not like a walk in a fuckin' park with a bunch of chirping birds and daisies." Marco said tersely as he helped Mikhail sit against a cold steel wall. " Rather you like it or not, we are taking a break."

" Fine. But if a zombie bites your head off, it's not my fault."

" I don't care right now." the younger replied as he practically collapsed next to the Russian mercenary.

Brad tentatively sat down on the opposite wall, clutching his handgun close to his side.

" Fine." Kyle sighed as he sat down as well. " I just hope they're okay."

" Don't we all." Marco said as he reloaded his pistol.

Heavy footsteps ricocheted off of the hallway's walls, causing them all to train their guns at the shadow that was advancing.

" Who came up with that?" Connie asked in frustration as they came out of the room.

They had just spent the past hour, it seemed, trying to get the water level to clear. Connie was so close to busting the thing with a pipe she had found in the room, when Jill had finally solved the problem.

" Some nerd at Umbrella who probably never got to see real sunlight." the other replied as they walked into a room.

Connie pocketed a MO Disk before they headed out. They walked down a hallway and turned a corner to find four guns pointed directly at them.

A shot sounded, but it hit the ceiling.

" For the love of God," Kyle shouted, " How did you make it to the S.T.A.R.S. team, Brad?"

The man blushed and pocketed his gun, promising to himself to never use it again.

" Uh, guys, that wasn't Brad." Connie mumbled as she stared straight ahead.

It was too late. Nicholai already had Marco in a tight headlock and was dragging him through a shutter.

" Don't bother to shoot. I'd hate to have to kill you all now."

Connie was the only one to have her weapon out, and was raising it, when Nicholai trained his gun on Marco's head.

" Put away the weapon, or I'll shoot."

Marco looked at Connie with pleading eyes, but she dropped her weapon.

Nicholai laughed evilly before running with Marco through the closing shutter.

Kyle jerked out his pistol and fired a shot, but it was too late.

" Dammit!" he screamed, kicking the wall in rage.

" We might be here for a while." Connie said with a sigh as she slid down to the dust covered floor.

A.N.- I'm sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors in this chapter.