The Mine
Home Base, Hessenauer Falls Police Station
"...Roger that, Rick. You all be careful out there. I'll see if we can come up with any possible details on this Gen-Tech. Be sure to contact us if you discover anything new. Chief Redfield, over and out."
"So what was that all about, Chris?" asked Leon.
"Well, it seems that there's another Biogenetics company involved. Apparently, Dan and Bravo Team found some sort of heavy equipment lift. The lift was apparently owned by some company called Gen-Tech, short for Genetic Technologies." Chris turned his attention to Sheriff Townsend, "What I need to know is, why didn't you tell us about this company Sheriff?"
"I honestly didn't think there was any relation between the incidents at the lake, and this very small company. I mean, right now Gen-Tech is far too small to be the next Umbrella."
"Let's hope so." Everybody turned to see two men walk in the room. "How's it going Chris?" The man asking the question was a fairly large African-American. He was at least six feet, five inches tall, and easily tipped the scales at two-hundred and forty-five pounds. He was well-built, and looked to be about fifty years of age. Chris didn't hesitate. He walked over to the much larger man and shook his hand.
"James. Nice to see you. I'm glad you were able to make it. Sheriff Townsend, I would like you to meet the first chief of S.T.A.R.S International, now a head speaker in the United Nations, Mr. James Michaels."
"Hello, Sheriff. I want you all to meet my personal assistant, Mr. Al Winchester."
Al Winchester was smaller than James. He was a tall, slim, white man with brown hair, and was probably about forty-four years old.
"Nice to meet you all."
The others seemed to immediately take a liking to Winchester, but Chris seemed a bit wary. He didn't know what it was, but there was something oddly familiar about this guy, and for Chief Redfield, that was a bad thing. However, he didn't let on, as he graciously welcomed the newcomer into the fold.
Alpha Team
Meanwhile, Rick and the others were exploring the gorge a little more. They had walked at least three miles when they found the entrance to a cave. As they entered, they could see that it was no mere cave, but rather a spacious cavern. They continued deeper, and about a hundred yards in, they noticed that there were several steel and wooden beams set up as if to support the ceiling of the cave. The beams seemed to be very sturdy, as they were at least one to two feet thick. As Britney ran along the wall with the beam of her flashlight, she noticed a circuit-breaker switch. It was the type that you had to pump a few times before pushing it all the way up. She flipped the handle up, and a row of lights lit up. Exposed wires connected them as they stretched down the center of the cavern ceiling. At that point everyone realized they were in some sort of deposit mine. The cavern had obviously been enlarged by laborers. They could see several mining machines, long since abandoned by their users. However, as Rick studied the scene that was laid out before them, he noticed that all the equipment had another thing in common. They were all labeled: Gen-Tech.
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A/N
Hey all. I know this one is extremely short, but I wanted to end it cliffhanger style. I hope you all don't mind. I hope to get more put up soon. Until then, keep doing that R&R thing.
Home Base, Hessenauer Falls Police Station
"...Roger that, Rick. You all be careful out there. I'll see if we can come up with any possible details on this Gen-Tech. Be sure to contact us if you discover anything new. Chief Redfield, over and out."
"So what was that all about, Chris?" asked Leon.
"Well, it seems that there's another Biogenetics company involved. Apparently, Dan and Bravo Team found some sort of heavy equipment lift. The lift was apparently owned by some company called Gen-Tech, short for Genetic Technologies." Chris turned his attention to Sheriff Townsend, "What I need to know is, why didn't you tell us about this company Sheriff?"
"I honestly didn't think there was any relation between the incidents at the lake, and this very small company. I mean, right now Gen-Tech is far too small to be the next Umbrella."
"Let's hope so." Everybody turned to see two men walk in the room. "How's it going Chris?" The man asking the question was a fairly large African-American. He was at least six feet, five inches tall, and easily tipped the scales at two-hundred and forty-five pounds. He was well-built, and looked to be about fifty years of age. Chris didn't hesitate. He walked over to the much larger man and shook his hand.
"James. Nice to see you. I'm glad you were able to make it. Sheriff Townsend, I would like you to meet the first chief of S.T.A.R.S International, now a head speaker in the United Nations, Mr. James Michaels."
"Hello, Sheriff. I want you all to meet my personal assistant, Mr. Al Winchester."
Al Winchester was smaller than James. He was a tall, slim, white man with brown hair, and was probably about forty-four years old.
"Nice to meet you all."
The others seemed to immediately take a liking to Winchester, but Chris seemed a bit wary. He didn't know what it was, but there was something oddly familiar about this guy, and for Chief Redfield, that was a bad thing. However, he didn't let on, as he graciously welcomed the newcomer into the fold.
Alpha Team
Meanwhile, Rick and the others were exploring the gorge a little more. They had walked at least three miles when they found the entrance to a cave. As they entered, they could see that it was no mere cave, but rather a spacious cavern. They continued deeper, and about a hundred yards in, they noticed that there were several steel and wooden beams set up as if to support the ceiling of the cave. The beams seemed to be very sturdy, as they were at least one to two feet thick. As Britney ran along the wall with the beam of her flashlight, she noticed a circuit-breaker switch. It was the type that you had to pump a few times before pushing it all the way up. She flipped the handle up, and a row of lights lit up. Exposed wires connected them as they stretched down the center of the cavern ceiling. At that point everyone realized they were in some sort of deposit mine. The cavern had obviously been enlarged by laborers. They could see several mining machines, long since abandoned by their users. However, as Rick studied the scene that was laid out before them, he noticed that all the equipment had another thing in common. They were all labeled: Gen-Tech.
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A/N
Hey all. I know this one is extremely short, but I wanted to end it cliffhanger style. I hope you all don't mind. I hope to get more put up soon. Until then, keep doing that R&R thing.