The heels of her red, ankle-high boots clicked along the castle's stone walkway. Her red leather skirt, and matching blouse, was highly visible at this ungodly hour. A small handgun was strapped to one of her thighs, with one of her hands ready to draw it at the first sign of trouble. She had a mission to carry out and she was almost done.
A monk stood in her way. He came towards the woman in red, muttering some prayer in Spanish. She wasn't much for learning foreign languages, except mastering various forms of Chinese and Japanese. The woman in red impaled her heel into the monk's chest. Crimson fluids seeped out of the wound and the monk groaned in pain.
A gun finds its way into the monk's face and fires. His head explodes off his neck and tumbles back. The woman digs through the man's body, hoping to find anything.
"Bingo," she says, picking up a small vial filled with a red-violet fluid. "Five up, five down."
She slips the vial into a notch on her belt, along with four others of the same type. She slowly backs away from the monk's fallen body and takes aim with the gun. After a few tense seconds, a deformed crimson head erupted from the monk's headless body and rose. A tentacle with a blade at its end whipped at the woman in red.
"Damn parasites," the woman cursed and fired.
The red thing exploded in a cloud of yellow puss and the body was once again motionless. Just for good measure, she lowers the gun at the monk's original head and blasts it into dust. A click sound follows after and the gun's clip ejects. She slams another clip into the gun and holsters it. Ada Wong's assignment was far from over.
"You're telling me that Wesker survived getting stabbed in the chest by this thing?" Leon asked. He'd seen his share of Tyrants over the years, but seeing the original that almost did in the rest of the S.T.A.R.S. Alpha Team was pretty impressive.
"Yeah, well, that's the way Chris tells it," Jill says. "Seems this one is in pretty bad shape."
"Maybe, but let's hope it stays that way," Billy adds. He picks up a medical chart near the Tyrant's tank. "According to this, Mr. Big over here is a recovered Tyrant from Umbrella's Caliban Cove facility."
"Caliban Cove? That's where Rebecca went with that other S.T.A.R.S. team shortly after the mansion incident." Jill walks around the tank. "Wonder how she missed it."
Billy thumbs through a few pages. "It was kept in a bunker deep beneath the island and was relatively safe from the island's detonation." Billy sets the chart down. "Guess they don't like to leave loose ends around."
"Guess not," Leon says. "How'd you kill this thing?"
"You take a rocker launcher and aim for its pulsating heart," Jill replies. "Chris had to fire twice."
Billy chuckles. "Red wasn't much for using a bazooka. What was it, a quad launcher."
"Yeah," Jill giggles.
"All this remembrance is great and all, but is there a way to kill this thing before it does us in?" Leon asks.
"You tried that once, remember?" Jill retorts.
"Oh, yeah," Leon replies dryly. "Got out anyway."
"What happened?" Bill questions.
"I don't wanna talk about it. Let's just leave it and hope it doesn't get out."
Jill points to a broken tube over in the corner. "Yeah? Well, let's hope this thing ain't programmed to wake up soon."
"The master of unlocking has a good point," Leon says to Billy.
"I agree." Billy readies his rifle. "Let's get outta here. This place gives me the creeps."
A thunderous shaking noise startles them. With a quick look at each other, they exit into the remains of the locker room on the other side of the busted apart wall. The creature that attacked the Nemesis had dissolved into dust, leaving only its claws on the ground. Leon and Billy look down the exposed elevator shaft.
"See anything?" Billy asks.
"Nothing, but something is down there," Leon replies.
"Staaaaarrrrrrssssss!" shouted an inhuman voice.
Leon looks over at Jill with an annoyed look on his face. "I can't take you anywhere without running into your old boyfriend, can I?"
"Apparently not, Agent Man," Jill retorts. "What do we do?"
A rattling noise gets Billy's attention. It intensifies with each boom of Nemesis' hands slamming into the tunnel.
"Guys, I think we gotta move…like now!" Billy orders.
"What for?" Jill asks.
"Do you wanna be here when that thing causes that test tube to break?" Billy spits back. "Move it!"
The group quickly runs out of the locker room, avoiding the metallic claws on the ground. They skid out into the hallway, feeling the vibrations of Nemesis' approach through the floor. Jill closes the door and jams the lock with Leon's dulled knife.
"Think it'll hold?" Billy asks.
"No, but it's better than nothing," Jill replies.
The unmistakable sound of a glass tube shattering could be heard. Billy, Jill, and Leon look at each other in turn and come to a conclusion:
"Basement."
The Nemesis finally made its way back up the tunnel and burst through the remainder of the wall it fell through. Despite the lack of a nose, it new that its programmed target was just here along with two other scents, but didn't care. Nemesis swept the room with its singular eye, not really noticing anything but the closed door. It had an exit.
"Staaaaarrrrrrsssss," Nemesis hissed, making his way to the door.
Inside the tiny med lab, which used to be the women's locker room, through the wall in the locker room, a creature began to stir. The thunderous vibrations caused by Nemesis' ascent awakened it, despite the heavy sedatives and vibration dampeners in its glass prison.
With a guttural growl, the Tyrant's eyes opened. The blue color in the tube was sucked into its body and the scars on its face immediately healed, creating the visage Jill and Chris faced on the roof of the Spencer Mansion. Now immune to the heavy sedatives in its tank, the Tyrant wanted out. Its massive claw smashed through the once-thought indestructible glass. Tyrant steps out of the tube's remains and searches. It felt another presence close by.
Nemesis stopped in its tracks upon hearing the glass shattering. It turned around and came face to face with a creature in even worse shape than it. Its is body sewn together, with massive muscles, and a long serrated claw for a hand. Nemesis stared this new distraction down, despite it being a good twelve inches taller.
Tyrant looked down at Nemesis, not caring too much for the other Tyrant-class creature. Tyrant had a mindset to kill fresh meat and this abomination was standing in its way. Without a second thought, Tyrant slapped Nemesis out of its way and approached the door. Nemesis was relatively unfazed by the massive claw colliding with its head.
"Staaaaarrrrrsssss!" Nemesis roared and dived at Tyrant.
Caught off guard, the larger creature crashed to the tiled surface of the locker room. Tyrant backhands Nemesis onto some fallen lockers. The heavier beast easily busts them apart, as Tyrant stands. Nemesis blacks out, suffering from some slash marks across its chest, that dug into its internal organs. Tyrant was about to apply the finishing blow, when a voice ringed out.
"Stop!" the voice ordered.
Tyrant obediently did what it was told. It turned to see Wesker standing by the door. Tyrant was about to strike the foolish human in its way, but stopped just short of impaling Wesker through his perfectly coifed hair.
"I'm glad to see Umbrella was finally able to install those 'friendly-fire' programs into your primitive brain," Wesker says. The Tyrant struggles to try and stab Wesker, but can't seem to move. "You don't want to kill me, do you, Tyrant? No, no you don't. Fresh meat is down below. Hunt for it. The shaft is quickest way."
The former S.T.A.R.S. captain points to the elevator shaft and the Tyrant dives for it.
Wesker looks at Nemesis with a bit of wariness. "I'd better get out of here, in case I'm on that thing's S.T.A.R.S. hit list."
Wesker barges out of the room, busting the makeshift lock on the door, and disappears into the darkness beyond. The Nemesis awakes, catching the scent of another on its list.
"Wesssskeeeeer…" it hissed.
Jill, Billy, and Leon made it down to the basement level without too much difficulty. Nothing stood in their way, save for a few mutilated corpses and Billy trying to remember some of the passwords Umbrella let him have. All there was in the basement was an elevator shaft that went straight up and straight down, and evidence that someone lived down here. According to Billy, the last stop was in an office building in the small town.
"Must be a bomb shelter or something," Leon surmised. "Certainly looks like one."
A loud grinding noise caught their attention.
"Where the hell is that coming from?" Jill asked no one in particular.
"Whatever it is, it's comin' in fast," Billy said.
The small team spread out in the confined space, and the grinding noise became louder. Jill walked over to the elevator shaft and looked up. She then screamed. Jill was immediately pulled back, just as a massive object crashed down the remains of the shaft. The three landed against the back wall from the force of impact.
"Jill sandwich, anyone?" Leon says. Jill slugs him in his shoulder. "Ow."
"You gotta be kidding me!" Billy exclaims. "It followed us down here! Jeez, Jill, what'd you do to that thing?"
"That's the thing we saw in the tube," Jill states dryly. She turns to Leon. "Think it's dead?"
"Hell no," Leon deadpans. "I suggest we get out of here before it decides to wake up."
"Best plan I've heard all day." Billy stands up and helps Jill to her feet. "Let's motor."
They rush out the door and lock it, for how futile it would be in the long-run when their uninvited guest decided to stand up. Tyrant's eyes open and it shakily stands to its feet. Within a minute, the damage it suffered from its fall is instantly repaired. It growls in frustration, not finding the prey promised from the lowly human.
Tyrant took in a deep inhale of the room, finding the scent of three humans recently here, plus the stench of rotting flesh. Puzzled, it rips apart the small cube of a room with its massive claw. Finding its search futile, Tyrant decided to take care of business with the putrid creature that attacked it. Before Tyrant scaled the elevator, a slithery tongue wrapped around its neck.
Frustrated, Tyrant pulls at the tongue, causing a Licker to fall from the ceiling. The mutant creature sizes up Tyrant and dives at it. Tyrant reels its claw back and impales the Licker through its chest. The mutant frog-like creature squirms in pain and flails its tongue wildly. Tentacles burst from Tyrant's massive claw and wrap around the Licker. The mutant screams, as its genetic structure is absorbed into Tyrant's body. The tentacles sink back into the claw, leaving behind the Licker's skeleton that immediately falls and shatters.
Tyrant suddenly felt different, as if its hunting instincts had increased and its tracking abilities heightened. Tyrant's tongue fires out of its mouth and smashes down the only door, while standing on the other side of the area.