Collide
By Rezie
A/n:
Lei: Thank-you very much for the review. I'm so glad you enjoyed the story, and even read all the chapters. It means a lot to me, I've been trying to keep my updates frequent now. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Chapter 12: Separation
Ada Wong let her walls down -those gray, brick walls which had never been let down in years. Walls which were easily built, and she made sure were not as easy to knock down. Once in a while, sitting upon ledges, laying down on ratted cotton beds and even running from her enemies, she wondered why God had given her this life. This fate. This destiny. Because who would ask for this –this life of unending loneliness? It didn't even feel real anymore, and that was how she preferred it.
Then he came along again, ready to sweep her off her feet –or in this case stilettos. Her thoughts weren't of his intentions, it wasn't of hers. It wasn't of anything, but that this is real. Actually and unmistakably real.
Maybe this woman should never let down her guard because then her only weapon is her vulnerability and that in fact is the most lethal weapon, to oneself. A self-attack. And Ada, being a rogue spy, a military genius, should know the statistics of falling in love. But love didn't have statistics, it required no explanation, it needed no justification or resolution, it offered no promise for tomorrow.
But who could refuse love? When you have lived a life of hatred? Who?
Leon S. Kennedy –a man of normality when it came to his partners, the group he came to know of. He was the one with the most rationality but the most reckless when it came to emotions. He'd bite his nails when it came to asking a girl out on a date, he'd file them when it came to strategic moves which could ultimately determine his life. He was emotionless. And he was thoughtless. And undoubtedly, he was charming.
And at that very moment, when a kiss came between them other than poisonous words and tired guns, all he wondered was how Ashley was. And why he was wondering? Why did his mind drift toward the naive blonde? Ada was the experienced woman; deceitful and mysterious, Ashley was young and immature, bold and predictable.
It came to him, he loved both. He admired both. He thought about them when they were away, he desired what he couldn't have and he knew he couldn't have both.
Triangles have three points, three lines connecting each point and but nowhere in these lines and points do they all touch.
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Leon pulled away from the kiss, hands still lingering on her hips. And despite his thoughts, he knew he was undeniably in love with her. There was purity in his eyes, clarity in his mind when he stared into her eyes. He felt something he had never felt before and he didn't question this feeling.
And Ada felt the same way. Exactly. Certainly. And Surely.
She gave him a smile and he returned. Footfalls pounded from below the cellar, on the stone hard steps -a rhythm like slow and agile, like Billy Coen and Jill Valentine.
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Rebecca Chambers was still pinned on the metal rotating board, making her feel like a lab experiment. As if she was Frankenstein. The room was quiet; nothing was on the pallid walls but blood stains and claw markings. The floor and ceilings resembled the walls. A pallid door with the same markings and fresh blood stains lay behind her, some light seeping under which cast a glow underneath her feet. Nothing was really seeable, not enough to describe in detail. It was dim.
The only light penetrating the darkness.
Her tears had dried up, but her eyes were red with defeat. Her pants were still unbuckled.
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Ada and Leon had separated; the events still bright in their minds, sweet and innocent. It made them feel light on their feet, as if they could float away if not for the regrets and deceit underneath those winged feelings.
Jill and Billy appeared from the cellar stairs which lead up to the lobby. The wrecked metal door lay strewn on the threshold. Who…What could have done that? Strewn like shredded office papers.
"Hey fellas" Leon greeted, a smug smirk on his face.
"Happy?" Billy groaned, tired of Jill's constant whining.
"Shut up you ass" Jill rolled her eyes and stuck him in the stomach.
"Make me" He retorted, a small smile on his handsome features.
"How does Rebecca put up with you?" She asked.
"How does anyone put up with you?" He walked over to Ada and Leon.
"Yeah" Leon smiled placing his hand on the two crates on top of each other –beside them. Ada's hand lay there too. Leon intertwined his fingers with hers and offered a small smile, which she returned. Jill smiled at this sight. It was beautiful but it didn't seem right, which was why it was so beautiful. And Billy shared the same smile Jill had.
"Ooh hey, me and Jill took so long because we came upon the surveillance room. Our little Becca is in the clavicle room. Yeah that's what the freak calls it." Billy announced, in odd curiosity mixed with enigmatic disgust.
"It's up the stairs" Jill stared at rising stairs behind them which was destructed at the end, which meant it was hanging high above the floor. "And down the hall, turn right…and..." She groaned and flipped her hand over to see her palm which read the directions in black eyeliner. Leave it to Jill, to bring eyeliner to missions. "The third door to the right. The combination should be: 6670" She spoke.
"Huh?" Leon grumbled.
"Hacking computers is a trait not a crime" Billy answered and smiled.
They all hurried towards the stairs, the fine Victorian carpet which was shredded at the end hung down like curtains. Billy boosted the girls up and Leon insisted he could climb up all by himself. He failed successfully and needed Billy's help. Billy then climbed up by the pulley method from the girls above.
They all hurried up the rickety steps and down the hall. And finally after a haunting walk, they all stood before the pallid door.
"Rebecca! You in there!" Billy yelled. In return, tired screams answered back.
"Open it, dammit" Billy punched in the code after practically breaking off Jill's hand to see the combination. 6670.
A breeze touched them as the door slid up automatically, like a spaceship. Light whipped in drastically and what came into view was something unimaginable -blood everywhere, and above where intestines, creatures and such staple on the ceiling. Literally stapled.
Billy ran over to Rebecca, dismissed his thoughts to why her pants where unbuttoned and shot off the metal straps holding her down with his handgun. Before long, she slid down in a tired from and fell in his hold.
"You're okay…"Billy smiled and held her close.
She nodded and buttoned up her pants, then buckled them up when he had decided to let her go. "We're going to get out of here. You'll be safe. Promise" He kissed her forehead and the others just watched.
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"Sir I have reached Campsite 0073. The place appears deserted and I cannot locate Officer Mendez" Chris Redfield spoke into the small device.
"He's not responding to his communicator, we have been trying to contact him. For now search the site and try to locate him" His boss responded.
"Yes sir"
The campsites were small areas where scientist where conducting experiments, experiments the government knew of. It was in a deserted portion of land on Arizona, where if chemical outbreaks where to happen, no residents would be affected.
Chris wore a white jump-suit and a gas mask.
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"Linden" Claire called for her fiancé. It was a name derived from British ancestors of his. He was born in Britain, but moved to America when he was six. At times he'd have the light English accent, but not commonly.
He didn't answer back. "Linden Lafayette" She yelled. Claire Lafayette, she thought to herself. How wonderful.
"Yeah, hun, I'm coming" He finally answered back. With him was the wedding planner, Jenny.
"Oh, hello I didn't hear the doorbell" Claire smiled. Jenny nodded a hello.
"It's fine babe. What happened anyway?"
"I was actually wondering where the copies of the invitations where"
"Somewhere in there" He pointed to a box of whatnot and she groaned.
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The automatic door slid to a close. Strong and loud.
"Fuck" Leon sighed.
The stapled decompositions which weren't able to be seen before until all the light came through where now like before, unseen. The floor was though, light touching their feet as they backed toward the light/door.
Then plop. Plop. And plop.
"Fuck" Leon sighed again.
The decompositions plopped down in an odd slimy shape at first, melting down on the ground. Then they formed up in a sinewy form, and their collar bones stuck out high and inhumanely.
"F-"Leon started.
"-uck" Ada finished.
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"What's wrong Ash?" Nikolai asked, placing the tea pot and cups on the table. The white house was already assembled but more guards were added, security was taken to higher levels as well, safety precautions were at an ultimate high.
All around Ashley and Nikolai were a circle of guards; Down the staircase leading to the back-yard gardens where more. And even around the gardens and fountains there were more, leading down toward the courtyard and even tennis court.
But no danger would come, they were after Leon and Leon wasn't there anymore.
"This. All of this Nik" She groaned, pouring her tea. Some spilled on her lap and immediately five guards hurried to her rescue.
"Are you burnt Miss Graham? Do you need us to take you to a doctor?" were a few of the questions.
She rolled her eyes and groaned. But Nikolai knew it wasn't just the over-protection. It was Leon.
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Leon pulled out his shot-gun and began firing everywhere, the sounds of bullets meeting intestines echoed through out the room. The rest where lined up next to him, like criminals.
Billy supported Rebecca, which appeared as if she'd faint at any minute while shooting a few rounds from his handgun.
Jill began firing rounds from her STI eagle and Ada from her punisher.
But there was so many of them, so close to them. One grabbed Jill's arm, an acidic touch -A touch which suddenly began burning off her skin. Leon shot rounds at the creature's hand and it fell off, but Jill's arm had second degree burns. She pulled out flash grenades from her pockets and tossed three or four at the enemies. One by one flashes of burning light tore through the darkness. One grabbed Leon's leg, burning off the cloth and leaving first degree burns on his leg before Leon shot off it's head.
Ada pulled out her magnum, realizing the strength of their opponents and began aiming for headshots. Billy laid Rebecca at his feet and took her handgun, then began firing with both. She had fallen in a tired sleep.
Leon pulled out a few grenades and tossed two towards the darkness, while Jill tossed her remaining three flash grenades showing the scene which depicted a horror movie. Ada then switched to her TMP and held down the trigger. After some minutes, everything became hushed. Weapons halted, movements of the creations stopped, breathing quieted. Bullet shells dropped onto the floor.
Then a fizzing sound emerged. Speakers. "Well-done" Came Wesker's voice.
"Wonderful job" Clapping.
No one spoke.
"But now it's time to say good-bye. But I assure you, we'll see each other again"
"What?" could be heard around the group.
Then the floor began splitting up through the middle, opening up. They all tried to back up into the wall but it could go no further, the door wouldn't open.
What remained of the bodies were blood and guts which all fell down through the opening hole like buckets of fish.
Below the floor were water and gravel and a speedboat with keys. Did Wesker plan this?
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They all fell down with a thud, on the decay of guts and such, Billy saved Rebecca's landing on purpose -she was unconscious. Past the speedboat was the ocean and sunset.
"What the fuck?" Billy groaned, wiping his hand on his pant leg. It was disgusting, like mucus but red -dripping down.
The Codecs they had were smashed underneath them by the pressure. None were saved. One had splashed into the water, but the wires were fizzed.
Leon's weaponry case had left his hold and was above them where they fell out of by a hand which protruded from the door.
"Styne" Ada whispered catching a view of his blood-red tresses as the light shone down on him. Then the floor began closing up again.
Billy rose, taking Rebecca and hurried into the ocean water to clean off. Before long the rest of the group followed. They were wet but clean from the … goop.
Billy carefully laid Rebecca on the gravel and wiped water off her face with his wife-beater, before he went to inspect the boat. A key lay on the front seat.
"Trap. Bomb." Leon suggested. "Maybe" Billy answered.
Jill hurried over to inspect as well, there was a laptop in the front seat and an ID card.
Dr. Jay Pontius
B.O.W. Official
ID #: 4467895
"That reminds me, we need to locate those B.O.W. patients Madison spoke to us about." Ada studied the card over Jill's shoulder. Leon nodded.
"You guys do that, I'm leaving with Rebecca when we get out of here. It's too dangerous" Billy held the key in his hand.
"I thought you lived for the danger" Leon said.
"Not this" He answered. "Not again"
"Running won't do you any good. Stay with us. Both of you" Ada said.
"He'll be looking, searching, targeting" Jill said. "Better to stay with the group"
"My choice. I'll keep her with me until she gets better, she feels like a fever. Sick" Billy sighed. "Sorry"
"We need your help too." Leon said.
"I never offered. I just got caught up"
He pushed the key to the ignition and turned. They all held their breaths. Could this be a trap? No ticking.
"It's Wesker. He's planning something." Billy sighed, no bomb. "That's why we're still alive. That's why he let us go. No fear."
"Let's go back to the arena." He suggested.
"How come?" Jill asked.
"I am a worldwide boxer. I can just ask for a private jet" He cockily smiled and they all laughed. Wesker had to be planning something.
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Before long they reached their destination. What goes up must come crashing down; they all kept that in mind.
"I hope she's okay" Leon stared at Rebecca. "Me too" Billy answered back.
Jill managed to park the boat at the dock right behind the boxing arena which was under observation with what had happened with the bull. Ada stepped out first, then Leon which lightly touched her hips, then Billy carrying Rebecca, and finally Jill which grabbed the ID card and laptop before leaving. It could have some use.
Billy hurried into the arena and found the boss of his sponsor, Elite Entertainment. "Bryan, where have you been?" Roger asked, signing release forms for his employees.
"Found some old friends" He pointed to the tired group.
"Is she okay?" Roger stared at Rebecca. Billy nodded unsurely. "I was wondering if we could get out of here on the jet, it looks like my last fight is over" Billy said.
"Uh….fine…sure…whatever Wes" Roger blubbered, surrounded by three people shoving papers in his face -Reporters where everywhere and a few had spotted Billy.
'"Let's go" He yelled, and hurried toward a man waving at him. "Everyone this is Ricardo, my driver" Ricardo smiled.
"Ricky, take us to the airport please." Billy said and they all charged inside the limo. Suddenly hordes of camera and reporters surrounded the car. A few were bugging Roger, who did his best avoiding. This Bull-incident was a disaster for the tournament, but it was frenzy for Hollywood. They would sure get a kick out of this.
After a while the reporters which boxed them where left behind and they were on the highways of Venice.
"You brought the laptop and ID?" Billy asked Jill.
"Good observation, I knew you couldn't be that retarded" She smiled. She flipped the top up and turned on the laptop which was quite advanced. Once it turned on, it required a password.
"No use. Waste of space" Billy groaned.
"Okay who's talking to you" Jill laughed at herself and received an annoyed glance at Billy.
She punched inJay's ID number and before long it started up.
"Jill, search for B.O.W. patients in the documents" Ada moved next to her and observed the laptop screen. Beside her was Billy which massaged Rebecca's head. Leon sat on the opposing side, searching through the compartments of the limo.
She did as commanded, punched in a few statistics and numbers and came up with three files.
Madison Pevar / subject: M-766829000 / Venice
Linden Lafayette / subject: M-9033189000 /NY
N….…. g… /. Subj…e…M…922001…0 /W….D.
"Jill, what's with the patterns of the last one?" Billy asked.
Leon, feeling left out, hurried over to the group peering at the computer and snuggled close to Ada in order to see, particularly over her lap. But she didn't mind.
"I don't know. I'm trying to transfigure the data, it won't let me. Water probably got into the system" She explained, pressing some buttons.
5
4
"What are those numbers?" Leon asked. Pop-ups kept coming.
3
2
"Trap" Billy yelled, grabbed the lap-top from her hands, unrolled the window and tossed it out.
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Nothing. Two minutes. Still nothing.
"Retard"Jill groaned. "That could have been useful…you always have to…over-reac..." Boom.
From behind them came the advancing bright glow from the bomb, the heat touched the back of the limo and then they group all bent down hugging their knees. The explosion shattered the glass of the limo, but soon left no other markings but charring off the entire back end.
After the debris settled, Billy spoke. "What were you saying Jill?"
"Are you guys okay? What was that?" Ricky rolled down the window separating them.
"I have no idea" The group all said, with a rascally smile. Ricky nodded; he was an old man and just dismissed everything. Thinking it was an accident. Bad timing, Bad place.
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"Remember her name?" Leon asked Ada. "It's a him, Linden Lafayette" she corrected.
"What kind of a guy has that name?" He asked.
"Doesn't matter. We need to get a laptop or phonebook, anything. A linden Lafayette in New York"
Leon hurried over to the opposing side where the window which separated driver from passengers was and pulled open a compartment on the side, pulled out an Apple computer and handed it to Ada. "Good enough?"
"Perfect" She handed it to Jill. "Nosy" Billy laughed at Leon, still caressing Rebecca's head.
After turning it on, it required no password. They logged onto DSL and went on the internet.
After doing some surfing around the net they came up with five recipients.
"Seriously, five people have that name." Leon stated.
Linden J.P. Lafayette
Linden Lafayette
Linden K. Lafayette
Linden V.P. Lafayette
Linden P. Lafayette
"Which one?" Jill asked.
"On the ID card it said Jay Pontius. The first one then" She pointed at the screen.
They clicked on the name and it directed them to the phone number and address.
"This is dangerous. Having your number and address on the internet. What is that?" Billy questioned.
"He's a doctor. This is his office, not his home." Jill addressed.
"Let's get his home then. It says he's on vacation. Look at his calendar" She pointed on the bottom right. "Canceling appointments for a month and a half. How come?"
"It says nothing about him beinga B.O.W. official, or having anything to do with bio-engineering experiments. He's a plastic surgeon" Ada read.
"Cover-up" Leon suggested. "We'll go the Doctor's office frist and demand information, easy" He suggested.
"We got our guy" Jill smiled. "Now please explain why we're searching for him and what the girl has to do with this?" Jill asked.
Ada and Leon explained the crisis, even the part that Styne Conart is Ada's brother.
"A member of the most wanted criminals in all of Italy is…your brother…" Jill laughed. "It does run in the family"
"What is that suppose to mean?" She pouted.
"Nothing" She laughed.
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Rebecca had awoken a bit, but then fell back asleep. They had reached the airport now and were going separate ways. "Sure you wanna do this? We can't help each other being this far away" Leon said to Billy, which had put Rebecca in a wheelchair to take attention away.
"I have a house in California; call me at this number if anything." Billy borrowed a pen and post-it from a woman beside them in the lobby and wrote down: 323-555-6908.
"Okay. Be careful" Leon sighed and leaned over to give Rebecca a kiss on the forehead. "Get Better. I know you can hear me"
Ada nodded and softly touched Rebecca's arm. She was heating up.
"Take care of her." Jill hugged the girl and kissed her cheek. And the girls all gave Billy a hug goodbye and so did Leon.
"Okay. Call me" Billy said before leaving. He smiled and wheeled Rebecca the opposite direction. "What have you done, Wesker?" He whispered to himself, eyeing Rebecca.
Billy had taken money from his credit card and transferred it to their airplane bill, first class to New York. And he had taken the jet to California.
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Ada, Leon and Jill all sat in the same row, in that order.
"I love Billy. First class rocks" Leon smiled, rotating the seat up and down. Ada agreed, taking a sip of champagne and Jill devoured a plate of cooked salmon with lemon dressing. Leon had already finished it in a matter of seconds and Ada had just picked up her fork.
"What do you think is wrong with Becca?" Ada asked concerned, touching the subject lightly.
"We all now she's sick. Wesker did something. But I don't think Billy can accept, realize" Leon said.
"I can't even" Jill said.
"He's going to find the cure…" Leon comforted. "Like we will" He stared at Ada.
She nodded her head. Her faith was dying out, but he'd never let her now.
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A/n: So what do you think? Please leave a review! And I promise I'll update sooner If you do…lol. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.