Chapter Thirty: Mary-Jane Girl to the Rescue
"Is everything secure?" The Osiris questioned, looking over the balcony at the Umbrella Headquarters, overlooking the forest and cities a few miles ahead.
"Yes sir." Dehorn said typing away on his laptop which was connected to a huge branch of computers which was brought in a few hours after the outbreak. "No one's getting in nor out, not by us."
Below on the ground were groups of Umbrella soldiers darting in and out of the three buildings that surrounded the huge circular complex which altogether made up the entire HQ. It was safe here, unlike the rest of the walled in areas, this place was virus and carrier free.
The Osiris looked at Dehorn, "Is it ready?"
"Been ready just awaiting your order."
"Activate Ghost," he ordered looking over at a stasis chamber slowly open hissing out vapors and watched as Umbrella's finest perfection stepped out; Ghost. "Beautiful." Osiris commented looking at the female tyrant.
It stood to the height of a regular sized human; Project Ghost still had its feminine beauty and long hair that stopped just an inch before touching its shoulders. It wore fingerless gloves and a black skin tight body suit, like what scuba divers wear but this was a much better version. It was tested and would able to withstand fire power, fire, acid, and other explosion. The only way to injure Ghost is hand to hand, but who would be that crazy to do that. Ghost packed 2500 lbs of a punch.
Everything on her resembled a human but only one trait stood out; the eyes. Ghost's eyes were nothing but jet blackness and its pupils stood out being the color white. This was going to be the project that would terminate Roland and Pearson, they wouldn't stand a chance, and Ghost was unassailable.
Dehorn was going to control her through computer, her vision showed up on the LCD monitors near his laptop. Dehorn turned around in his chair holding a small microphone up to his mouth and gave her the simplest command by saying, "Smile."
Ghost smiled. Amazing, she still held facial expressions.
"Stroke your hair."
Ghost stroked her hair, running her fingers through the black hair.
"That is really quite amazing," The Osiris said smiling, walking up to Ghost and put out his hand. Ghost looked down and grasped it and shook his hand. He looked back at Dehorn, "You were able to do this in less then a week?"
Dehorn nodded, "Shall she be ready to deploy?"
"Yes!" He exclaimed, "Ghost shall start right away."
"Excellent" Dehorn pressed a button on his laptop and the doors on the other side of the room opened and four men came in carrying metal cases. They came to Osiris and saluted and set the cases down and opened them, revealing some sort of body plating.
"What is that?" he asked.
"Those happen to be titanium plating for Ghost. Dehorn walked up and pulled a metal shoulder plate out and set it on the ground, "It is gun proof." Dehorn pulled out a .357 magnum and fired at it.
Ping The plate slid back and Dehorn picked it up showing no signs of dents or scratches on the plate.
"And..." Dehorn took a knife out of his pocket, "watch this." He brought the knife down as hard as he could onto the plate and-
-the blade shattered and yet left the plate unharmed and still looking new. Dehorn handed one of the men the plate and he placed it on Ghost's shoulder. By the time they were finished dressing her, Ghost's arms had three long plates placed on each arm, and two curved plates that went halfway down the side of her legs. There was a plate strip that ran down the middle of her back which sprouted more plates that went all the way around her and concealed her stomach. Lastly, black steel plated boots were put over her bare feet. Straps and belts were tightened to hold the boots in place and ran up and stopped just below her kneecaps.
After they were finished fitting the black titanium plates on her, she looked like one of the medieval knights which looked quite obnoxious. The Osiris looked back at Dehorn, "Are you sure Ghost will be able to move around freely like this?"
Dehorn smirked and turned around in his chair and began typing and looked back at Ghost and Osiris and motioned for him to look. The plates on Ghost's suit altogether sank into each other (more like morphed). After the process the plates seemed to be a part of the body suit, the black metal gleaming in the light as Ghost inspected its body, glancing at her arms and legs and looking back at Dehorn. Then at the Osiris. Ghost just kept looking back from Dehorn to him until Osiris broke the awkwardness of her activity.
"What is she doing?"
Dehorn was in some sort of trance looking at something with his head propped on his hand.
"Dehorn!"
He then jumped looking at him, "Sorry. What? Oh, she's just waiting for her assignment. And that is when you come in."
The Osiris looked at the laptop and then back at Ghost. Hmm, this is going to be entertaining...
"You were able to do this with one of the deceased bodies?"
"This one was still alive like all the others we've tested, just like Project T-202 a.k.a. Diablo."
Erica swung her hair back as she followed Tange through the winding halls of the archives. She wondered when all this going through halls and blasting zombies thing would end until they came to a staircase. Tange strafed down it quickly while she followed quickly.
"So are you the only one in here?" she said. Tange turned around as he got to the bottom and looked at her, "Well, are you?"
"No, there are two more I'm with checking out the rest of the building."
"So are we going to meet up with the soon?" She wondered coming to the bottom of the stairs and adjusting the straps on the bag.
"Hopefully," he responded, "can we move on?"
She shook her head and motioned to him. He opened the door next to them and walked in. Light suddenly poured through, but it wasn't light. It was fire, well sort of light. Erica and Tange stepped into the huge fiery room stepping over bits and pieces of burning debris. There was a totaled car flipped upside-down and charred to the color black as she continued to follow Tange.
He was now armed with a magnum. One of the big ones, she saw at her Dad's store sitting in the display case. Which-
"Since your dad owns the gun store, he only gave you a pistol?"
"No! You didn't check the whole bag I tossed you." She threw Tange the bag and he opened it again and pulled out a clip of ammo for her gun and looked at her, "well, satisfied?"
"Now I am," he said next pulling out a box of magnum bullets, "I really need these." He placed them in his vest pocket and closed the bag and tossed it back to her, "Why don't I call you Erica the ammo cache?"
She smirked, "Why do you have to be such a dick?"
"Why do you have to reek of marijuana?" He retorted.
"I-" Erica started, "I- Damn it! Fuck you!"
"Never mind, let's go," Tange said as they approached a door at the end of the room. She watched as he placed his hand on the knob, turned it, and pushed the door opened and went quickly into the room. She followed next-
"Who is she?" someone said, Erica looked in the direction of the noise, peering at a woman holstering a shotgun.
"Orchid, this is Erica Stevens; Erica meet Orchid," Tange said speaking quickly.
"Do you have a whole name or should I just call you Orchid?" Erica asked, Orchid sounded like some secret name, a code name like some James Bond shit.
Orchid looked at her, "It's Katy Nova, happy?"
Erica smiled and looked back at Tange; he was walking around the large room glancing at the several thousand files and reports when he looked at Orchid, or Katy, "Have you seen Surge?"
"No, I was about to go through that door when you both came through."
"I think that would lead to him." Tange stated opening the door and walking in.
Surge removed the manhole down in the basement. He had found a set of staircases leading down a level more, and a level down more which caused a lot more fucked up shit. First there were the dogs, then after that were some more damn dogs. Going down the next set of stairs was easy enough until ending up in the room before the one he was in now.
Boom...! Boom...! Zombies were on the other sides of the doors; he had run into a nest of them feeding off an infant baby. That was then, this is now Surge.
Right...He turned his attention back to the manhole, barely making out the bottom. It was dry. It wasn't a manhole. Surge spotted a ladder an inch or two from the round opening, shit! It's another level down. This now wasn't good. Surge still had to search the rest of the area; the unopened door in front of him was left unchecked. With two rounds in each of the handguns Surge then decided to look for Orchid and Tange before adventuring down to la-dee-da land-
Crash! Surge was nearly knocked off his feet when he then saw Tange, some chick, and Orchid barge through followed by some roars and moans until Tange shut the door and placed the dead bolt in place and glanced over at him.
"Surge, good to see you!" Orchid said happily, "we thought we'd never find you."
"It only took less then five minutes." Tange stated walking to the other door-
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Tange." He then warned, "their out there two." Surge glanced at Orchid and smiled and looked at the unidentified woman, "Hello, the names Surge; full name Henry Cotton."
She smiled, "Erica Stevens." She looked to be in her early twenties, thick brunette hair, and had bright blue eyes. But on top of all that she had the smell of Mary Jane coming off her.
"I can't believe this," Tange said interrupting Surge's thinking, "we're boxed in."
"Relax..." Surge shot to him pointing at the ladder, "look."
Tange smiled and shot him a look, "how's your weapon?"
"Four rounds."
"Erica."
Surge looked at Erica suddenly catching a bag and opened it revealing clips for his handguns. There were about four completely loaded clips and he obtained them and placed them in his vest pockets. He then looked at Tange watching him slide down the ladder, disappearing beneath the ground, the sounds of a light impact was then barely heard due to the banging of zombies on the doors.
"It's clear, come on down!"
Creesh! Crack! Surge looked back seeing a rotten hand obliterate a part of the door and sticking out grasping the air.
"Shit! Go! Go!" Surge commanded to Erica and Orchid, watching them quickly dart down the ladder. Surge reloaded his weapons and aimed them at the weakening door. He watched as the hand pulled out and a face took its place, peering in revealing its horrid features. Surge fired once, the face disappeared and was replaced with a new one. He fired again watching the same reaction when the gaping hole got bigger and bigger.
"Surge! Come on!" He responded by taking down a carrier as it was now able to get through the splintered door. He quickly crouched down and climbed down the ladder hearing the door collapse. He was about half way down when he saw the shadowy shape of a head block the light above. He fired his gun in the direction hearing the rounds ricocheting off the ceiling and narrow walls when he hit the ground.
Surge spotted Tange and Erica at a steel grilled door while Orchid stood readying the shotgun.
Tange and Erica were fiddling around with what happened to be there only source of escape when Surge hit the ground and looked at her. Orchid had her shotgun loaded up, pumping it while only holding it in one hand. "Get ready, because here they come!" she shouted, and then quickly glancing at Tange, "I hope you get that open when-"
"Orchid!"
She turned her head around seeing two carriers plop down with a crunch on the cement floor. Orchid fired tearing the duo to shit when another came smashing down, landing on its head causing it to pop like a balloon. Orchid grimaced-
"Shit, we're in a parking garage and there are more of them down on that ramp!" Surge shouted to her. Orchid looked suddenly feeling the trepidation rise up in her, we are fucked up!
Carriers were pouring in from the asphalt ramps leading to the level they were on, and coming fast, "Come on hurry up with that door will ya?"
"Almost done!" Erica responded, shouting over the gunfire. Come on! Come on! Orchid's mind was screaming at her as the huge group of hundreds were quickly sweeping towards them; faces peeling, flesh tearing, smell so strong it made Orchid want to use a pile of dog shit to cover the smell.
"Got it!" Tange shouted. She and Surge turned around, seeing that they had took the hinges off the door which instead of three hinges there were eight of them lying on the ground. "Come on! Go!"
First Erica, then her, and then Surge went through the metal door. Tange came last taking the door and laying it down sideways across the path and pulled a small packet out and placed it on the grimy brick wall; A BOMB!
"Shit, run faster!" She screamed through the dimly lit tunnel. She heard Tange screaming for them to run as the three of them turned a corner taking them right. Orchid suddenly heard the splashing of water and looked down seeing everyone standing in knee deep water, luckily it's not were the septic tanks lead.
Tange suddenly came running from around the corner slapping another one of the explosives on the wall, "Come on! Keep running! They're coming!"
Orchid began to run as she heard the screaming, shootings, moanings, and groanings of the undead making their way towards them.
Note: New chapter almost finished. Gimme a day to finish it. L8a!