Chapter 5: The Team
It was only yesterday that she arrived in her new home and still the situation bothered her. She adoned a new suit, her new combat suit was all black with a Kevlar vest protecting her and a utility belt with a pouch used to store things, this new suit was just what she needed. She took 3 clips of 9mm ammunition and an extra Beretta. She put her hair into a ponytail and she took a baseball hat.
Victoria stepped out of the S.T.A.R.S. office and saw the marines waiting for her. She felt as if these few men would be the only people she'd get to meet. This time there was only 4 Marines.
"Hey Victoria, we want to wish you good luck and tell you we will see you later."
The group left but one of the Marines that sitting down left a vial of pills. Victoria took the vial and inspected it.
"…. Steroids? Why would he need these?"
Victoria turned to the door behind her and stepped into the main office. She saw the team; it was a small group 4 people in each squad and 3 squads meaning 12 people in all: Squad Alpha, Squad Bravo, and Squad Charlie; Charlie being the least experienced and Alpha being the most. Victoria was assigned to the Squad Bravo. Charlie was busy on duty they were helping the Marines with the blockades.
Team Alpha was comprised of: Heather Deasly; the weapon's expert, Craig Patrick; the communications Expert, Rebecca Chambers; the Genius, and Chris Redfield; team Captain.
Team Bravo was made of: Claire Redfield; team Captain, Shane Tyler; the vehicle expert, George White; the sniper, and Victoria; the Genius (Although Rebecca was Smarter she still was considered to be the Genius on Team Bravo)
The two teams looked at Chris; he was sitting in a chair next to a white board and on his desk was a black marker. (At this point I'd like to say that Claire, Chris, Barry, and Rebecca had been transferred to this team by choice because they had decided that to their knowledge Umbrella was gone. Little did they know Umbrella was reborn out of White Umbrella. The new Umbrella, led by the traitor Albert Wesker, had been reborn.)
"Alright team, as you know we have a new team member; everyone this is Victoria Matthews."
Victoria felt embarrassed by the gesture of applause. She blushed and turned to Chris.
"Thank you it is a honor to finally meet you guys."
Victoria looked over to a women sitting next to window, her red hair up short as it was all that time ago. Was that the women who saved her all those years ago?
"Alright now, Charlie is busy and will not be taking place in the operation. Bravo will head in first, then Alpha will bring up the rear. We will be heading to the old Umbrella base in the Mountains. We have received word that the marines will be sent in with us. They will do an initial reconnaissance and then we shall head in. Any questions?"
George raised his hand and in a Southern accent he spoke aloud.
"So, how will we be gett'in there?"
"We will travel by 'copter, then we will leave by 'chopter if possible."
Shane sat next to his sniper rifle and put up one hand while he took the cigar out of his mouth.
"So are we granted permission to use any means necessary to complete the mission? I just want to know if I get a chance to test my new scope."
"Yes, Shane but do make sure that the subject is dead, you know what I mean."
"All head shots, chief."
He raised his thumb and smiled.
"Okay any questions? Good, begin boarding the helicopters. Everyone grab supplies."
The team got up and left the room heading to the locker rooms. Claire and Victoria were the only ones in the room. Claire walked up to Victoria and stuck out her hand.
"Welcome to my team, I may not look it but I am glad there is another girl on my team. Briefing in the locker room in 5 minutes."
Claire left the room and Victoria was all-alone. She made her way out to the locker room. There, the rest of the team geared up and got their belongings out of their lockers.
"Excuse me but are you Rebecca Chambers?"
Rebecca turned her head and smiled.
"Yeah I am. I am impressed you graduated school at 19; that is really close to my graduation date. Maybe after the mission we could talk science."
"Sure but that isn't why I wanted to talk to you. 11 years ago you saved my life and I want to thank you."
"You….were that little girl in the bus hiding?"
"Yes, if you hadn't saved me I would of died. I thank you so much."
Rebecca smiled, now 29 years old she still looked, in Victoria's eyes, as the young girl you found her.
11 years ago
Rebecca and Chris were driving out of Raccoon city and by hunch; Rebecca decided to stop at the bus station to look for survivors. The two split up, with Chris searching the building and Rebecca searching the Buses. Chris opened the door to the bus station. Everything was a mess, papers on the floor, tables and chairs thrown around and a body lying on the ground.
Blood and the stench of the zombies really bothered Chris and he could barely stop himself from vomiting. He searched the first room and found nothing except for the drawer to the cashier's draw open and all the money missing. It seemed that someone had come through here earlier.
He found a door to a back room. Nothing much in that room, it looked like an office. He found a man sitting on the ground with his back to the wall; the man looked was a police officer and was terribly hurt. He had died of suicide.
"Better take care of yourself now so you don't kill anyone, huh?"
In the man's cold bloody hands was a piece of paper. It looked like a note. It was written fast and in the other hand of the man was his 45. Chris picked up the paper. It read:
To whoever finds this piece of paper: take this key and open up bus 129, I told my niece to hide there and wait. I am infected and I will protect her by killing myself. I am only hoping that some one can save her from this city.
Chris took the key out of the man's pocket and ran outside to the busses.
Rebecca tried opening a bus but couldn't get the door open all the way. She took up her Beretta and slipped through the tiny opening that the door once was. She pressed the light on and took a quick look, nothing on the bus. She got off and tried the next till by the fourth time she could not open the door. Chris came running towards her.
"On this bus is a survivor, her uncle was in there. Here is the key."
Chris handed over the key to Rebecca and she unlocked the door to the bus. Rebecca walked up the steps into the aisle. In the far back was a girl with black hair sitting in a seat. She looked asleep and that would make it that much easier to take her to safety. Rebecca picked her up and in her arms she handed her of to Chris. She checked the girl and as she finished the girl came to.
"Where am I?"
"Safe."
That was 11 years ago…
