Resident Evil: Evanescent Dreams Part Two

Memories

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters related to Resident Evil. Any similarities between monsters in my story and someone else's are completely a coincidence.

Personal Self Destruction

Yes.. I have me a Draco.. And none of you get one, that don't already have one... THEY'RE MINE!

Dusty nods at Trudie's statement and they slowly walk back to the stairwell, where Sean is busy latching the cord to something in another room. He walks back with a few chairs latched together. He smiles and throws them over the edge, listening as they bang against the walls. He leans back against the wall and sighs, staring at his watch.

He laughs as the clangs stop, at one minute, thirty-seven seconds, "Wow! That is a long way down!"

Dusty stops as he hears a scraping sound, "What is that?"

He turns back to the room and watches as the desk Sean attached the cord to slides through the room, then catches against the door frame... Barely..

Dusty whistles and replies, "That really doesn't look safe..."

Sean nods and replies, "That's why I'm going first, just to see if it's safe."

Trudie nudges him in the arm and says, "How sweet... You're checking to see if it is safe for me.."

Sean scoffs and grabs a hold of the cord, "Nah, I just want my dad to live, you, you I can't care less about."

Trudie growls as Sean winks, then slides down the rope, disappearing a second later. Dusty peers over the edge and watches as Sean passes into light, darkness, light, darkness, and light again. He climbs through the light and disappears again. Dusty shakes his head to clear the dizziness, and grabs the cord, then hands it to Trudie.

She grabs it and Dusty says, "After you.."

Trudie smiles and slides it between her belt and pants, then slides down slowly. Dusty turns from the elevator and screams as Gizmo jumps into his lap, and proceeds to lick his face with abandon. Dusty smiles and holds his hand out, allowing Gizmo to latch onto it lovingly. Gizmo growls playfully and shakes his head, taking Dusty's hand with it. He detaches Gizmo from his hand as Trudie calls to him. He slides Gizmo into the bag next to him and jumps at the rope, then begins to slide down. Gizmo squawks in protest as bright lights blind the both of them. Gizmo growls and dives into the bag, trying to escape the lights.

Dusty laughs and pats Gizmo's head, "It's okay.. We'll be back in the dark soon, I wonder."

He stops as his feet hit bottom, about seventeen feet below the first floor. He looks around and wonders where everyone is. He heard them hit bottom, then they disappeared in light...

"Well... This is good..."

Gizmo squawks in agreement and hops out of the bag, and begins to walk around the dark space. Dusty looks in his pack for his flashlight when a red light fills the space, originating from Gizmo's chest.

Figures... I got my own flashlight..

He smiles as Gizmo walks around, then stops at an indentation in the wall. Dusty walks over to it and pushes on it, laughing as it slides out of the way, right across from where they first entered the facility.

"Warning: there are ten minutes until detonation. All remaining personnel should evacuate the premises immediately."

Dusty runs through the doors, after grabbing Gizmo, and jumps into the truck as Sean starts it.

Trudie looks out the back and shouts, "Dusty, you drive, Sean, you might want to grab your machine gun and kill these things!"

Dusty looks back and spots the hundreds of black shapes flying through the roof, then curve erratically, finally resting on a direct course for them. Dusty and Sean immediately switch places, Sean cocking the AK-Special.

Sean points the gun at the Dragon-babies and says, "I got the steak, if you got the salad."

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Sean laughs inwardly at his statement, then opens fire on the dragon-babies. They fall like flies as Sean alternates between assault-rifle, shotgun, and grenade launcher. He quickly exchanges clips and continues his attack.

"You guys! Reach into the bag and toss my other two clips back here!"

Two hefty, box-like clips drop at his feet and he flips the gun around, and empties five grenades into the group. He screams in delight as the ground behind the truck is covered in black, winged bodies. He hears a thump on the hood of the truck and listens as fire bellows over his head. The babies burst into flame and drop onto the truck-bed, which Sean promptly kicks off. He changes clips and raises the gun, just in time to be swarmed by black flesh and wing. He screams as his flesh is ripped off his face and body, then gun thrown over the side. His screams turn to gurgles, then stop all together, leaving the babies to swarm the truck.

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Trudie screams as she watches Sean's body disappear in the mass of dragon flesh. She closes her eyes as claws scrape the truck and windows. Dusty places a hand on her shoulder as Gizmo flips through the window, just as Dusty shuts it. Gizmo jumps onto the dashboard and growls at its evil siblings. But, just as quickly as it started, the attack is over... The windows are scratched up to hell, the hood is steaming... And Sean... Sean's body is no more...

Trudie wipes the tears from her eyes and says, "I guess we're done..."

Dusty looks at his watch and says, "Not yet..."

A loud explosion rocks the ground, nearly causing the truck to flip over.

Dusty smiles and says, "Now we're done."

Two months later

"Hey! Look what I can do!" shouts Dusty as he jumps off the roof, lands on the trampoline, and flips through the air.

He lands right on top of the ammo-shed, which is now filled with toys and the like. He scrambles through the door and drops flat on his face.

Trudie and Aya lurch to help him, then decide against it, as he stands up and says, "I'm okay.. I'm okay..."

Aya smiles at Trudie and they sip their tea, happy to be alive. Trudie's arm has healed, but is only able to lift simple things, like purses, small stacks of clothes, and the like. She sits the cup of tea down and sighs, somewhat happy to have a normal life.

She looks at Aya and asks, "In all these years, has HCF ever attacked you here?"

Aya shakes her head and replies, "To them, we don't exist. Dusty kept deleting the files on personnel and targets. We're just echoes in the wind to them."

Trudie nods and says, "Amen to that. Um... Dusty.. That doesn't look too healthy..."

Dusty holds his arm and says, "Yeah, I know... But I've had worse.."

Aya tosses him a rag and says, "Dislocations are like splinters to him."

Dusty places the rag in his mouth and shoves his arm back into place. A low growl rises from behind the destroyed shed and Dusty smiles.

"Come on then... Stop growling and do something about it."

Thundering steps shake the ground and a HUGE dragon runs from behind the shed, and plops right on top of Dusty. Two tongues slide over his face and he squirms under it, slime flying around.

"Aw, come on now Giz! You know you're too big for that! AHAHAHAHA!"

Gizmo stops and sits back on its hind legs, its wings spreading out to their full length, thirty-seven feet. The entire sun is blocked out in their yard and Gizmo rolls onto his back, shaking the ground violently.

Aya picks herself off the ground and says, "God, he's getting too big for this yard... And the neighbors are complaining."

Trudie laughs and replies, "They complain? I thought they all moved?"

They both laugh as Dusty walks up, his appearance making them laugh harder.

Dusty swipes the slobber from his body and says, "Yuck it up, you two. I'll get you back."

They both stop, look at each other, and laugh even harder. Trudie laughs so hard she falls out of her chair. She picks herself up, looks at Dusty, then laughs again. Another ten minutes of this, and the two girls calm down, allowing Dusty's hearing to come back. He rubs his ears, looks at Gizmo one more time, then walks in the house, where his son, Andy, as he calls himself now, is playing videogames.

Dusty walks next to the TV, opens the circuit-breaker box, and flicks the living-room breaker off, "Those things rot your brain... Wait, I played them... Yep, they rot your brain, I'm a prime example."

Andy frowns and says, "I'm going to go play with Gizmo now..."

Dusty smiles and walks into the bathroom, then proceeds to hop into a hot shower.

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Trudie and Aya watch as gizmo takes to the air, circles the town, then lands back in the yard. Dust flies up from his 'not-so-graceful' landing.

Aya looks at Trudie and asks, "You call that a landing?"

Trudie smiles and retorts, "Oops."

They both laugh and stare as Milton... Andy is what he goes by now... Runs up to play with Gizmo.

Aya tries to warn him about what Gizmo's idea of 'fun' is, but Trudie stops her.

She winks at Aya and says, "Let him find out on his own."

Aya nods and leans back, hoping this will be entertaining. Andy rubs Gizmo's belly and climbs onto his back. He slaps Gizmo between the shoulder blades and Gizmo takes off into the air, causing Andy to fly off and slam into the trampoline, which in turns sends him skyward.

Aya and Trudie follow his movement and cringe as he lands two yards over, "Well, that's got to hurt..."

Trudie nods and takes a sip of her tea, "Should we get him?"

Aya checks her watch and says, "Nah, he's due for helping himself."

They both laugh again as Andy clambers through the fence, a large bruise on his head.

Neo-Raccoon City Facility Phoenix

A man in a blue lab coat streaks through the halls, a thick folder in his hand. He kicks the double doors open and slams the folder on the table.

He flips to the first page, "We lost ANOTHER Fusion-Facility! What do you plan on doing about this?"

The seven men look at him, their eyes piercing into his soul.

The one in the biggest chair stands up and says, "We do nothing. They've taken care of our only Fusion facilities, so they won't attack anything else."

The man slams a picture on the ground, showing a dragon covering a city in Arkansas, "Fusion still lives. Someone has one of the Draco-Program Second-Generation. I think that is where we can find the people responsible."

He slides the picture across the table and a woman responds, "What do you propose we do?"

He smiles and says, "We bring them here. And I want to restart the Fusion-Program. Umbrella just built this facility, there's minimal citizens, minimal support staff, almost zero scientists. It's perfect. We just make a create a few Fusion-creatures, release them in the facility, and if they somehow survive, we pump the entire facility with any of the viruses. They won't survive."

The woman places her head on her fist and retorts, "What if they don't come?"

He laughs at this, "They will. I know how to attract their leader. She became attached to the one responsible for the Oilrig incident, and his twin brother works for us. We tell her that Krueger Donnelly is here, and she'll come running, most likely bringing her partners with her."

The man on his left stands up and says, "I don't think this will work. She knows Krueger is dead, she won't come."

He frowns and says, "We'll make Krueger here. Call Neal Donnelly, he's Krueger's twin brother. I'll make sure she comes."

The others laugh as the scientist walks back out, the folder tucked back under his arm. He walks into his office and sits at his desk, which is littered with files upon files of Fusion Documentation. He swipes up a photo labeled Draco-Program and stares at it, one of the only surviving photos from the Arizona-Facility.

"Just who are you, and what are you infected with?" asks the man to no one in particular, the picture showing one of the programs being killed by what looks like a man, with tentacles coming from his arms.

He stares at it a bit longer, then puts the picture on the desk, then reaches for another one, showing the program Volvagia during one of its attacks, what has been labeled as Plasma. It is completely melting anything in its path. He sighs and tosses it aside, as he's scanned everything here almost to memorization.

"This is so boring... We need a bit of action around here."

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"Hey, Aya?"

Aya turns to Dusty and replies, "Yeah, Dusty?"

He swipes a hand through his hair and asks, "Where did you put my gloves?"

Aya sighs and replies, "In the third drawer..."

Dusty smiles and runs back inside, leaving Aya a little unpleased. Trudie picks up on this and moves from the trampoline.

She sits next to Aya and asks, "What's wrong?"

Aya smiles and replies, "I thought he was going to ask something special... But I guess not..."

Trudie nods and says, "Yeah, but he's a guy. Oh, Gizmo! Get away from the Henderson's cat!"

Too late... As the Henderson's cat slinks around the fence, as a zombie... It skulks up to them and hisses, blood flying from its lips.

Trudie arches an eyebrow and turns to Aya, "How many does that make?"

Aya opens a folder to her left and scratches a line on the paper, "That makes seventeen. He's winning in points now..."

Trudie laughs and kicks the cat away, as it is trying to zombify her shoe. It flies across the yard and slams into Gizmo's leg. He turns around, bites the cat's head off, then returns to watching Milton/Andy throw a stick into the air.

Dusty walks back out and says, "Alright... Oh, phone for you Trudie."

Trudie turns to him and asks, "Who is it?"

Dusty arches an eyebrow and replies, as he walks back inside, "Someone named Krueger... I don't know.. He was speaking way too fast.."

He turns around as Trudie runs past him, grabs the phone, then runs out the front door.

Well, that was odd...

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