Author's Note: I'm sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I recently started volunteering my time for a worthy cause and it's taken over my life. Also, I've lost my inspiration to write and if I tried to finish, the story would suffer. This will be my final submission for this story for the foreseeable future. I want to express my appreciation, as always, to my beta Jediferret.
I'm currently listening to Untouchable by Garbage
Standard disclaimer. Italics denotes thought
Chapter 7
Alice approaches the elevator and sees a dead licker on the floor.
How did it…
A gunshot rings out from the presentation room across the walkway. The other woman is apparently engaged in a fight with the surviving beast. Alice gets on the elevator and skips the third floor, deciding to finish her objective by going directly to the fourth. Besides, skipping a floor should throw that woman off her trail a bit.
The doors begin to close when a figure in red appears in front of them. Alice can't suppress her elation; the doors are closing too fast for her adversary to get to her. Relaxing a bit for the ride, she begins to mull over what she knows about her enemy.
A self-assured Asian woman sent in to collect the sample. Hmmm, who sent her? How did she defeat the lickers?
She recalls something from one of her fellow operatives, a Leon Kennedy. Like her, he had survived the outbreak in Raccoon City. He despised Umbrella, not only for the outbreak but for contributing to the death of someone he cared about, Ada Wong. His emotional attachment to this woman was evident. Following the incident, whenever he spoke of her, sadness tinged his words and flitted through his eyes. As time progressed, he accepted her death, although the feelings that he had failed to save her lingered. In more recent years he appears to have dealt with those feelings as well. His report revealed that she had been sent in to retrieve a sample of the G-virus and she had been willing to betray him to get it. No physical description was available other that she was an Asian woman, in her mid-20s. Still, the description fit her rival.
It couldn't possibly be her; she's been dead for over 4 years.
Shaking her head, she runs her hands through her blonde hair. Pointless speculation doesn't matter. Besides, knowing her identity won't answer how she defeated the lickers. An important piece of information is missing and that woman has it.
I have to admit, she has the upper hand.
If there is one thing Alice hates, it's admitting there's something she can't handle. Still, being stronger and faster than normal mortals, as well as, virtually impervious to physical injury doesn't make her omniscient.
Focus on the mission. Let her deal with the creatures since she knows how.
She nods her head as a way of affirming her decision. She begins to mentally prepare for the task ahead. Even so, she is unprepared when the elevator stops on the third floor.
Ada purses her lips in irritation. It's not that Alice got away…again, but that she was laughing at her. Making a quick decision, she turns back to the experiment holding room. She didn't mind playing cat-and-mouse with Alice but she was finished playing. It was time to begin the deadly game in earnest.
Slapping the steel door open, she runs to the railing and jumps off. Rotating in mid-air to face the way she had come, she grabs the mesh catwalk and uses her momentum to kick the doors open. She lands, cat-like, in the third floor elevator area. She quickly surveys her surroundings as the metal doors behind her slam shut.
Seeing no adversaries, she goes to the elevator controls and hits the call button.
That wench may be 'enhanced' but she has a few surprises up her proverbial sleeve as well. Drawing her handgun, she waits for the doors to open.
To Be Continued...