Collide
By: Fame In Flow
Chapter 16: A Plot for the Killers
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Shaunte, A lucky-seven lettered word.
Claire had defined that word over and over in her mind –but the dictionary didn't have a classification for that seven lettered word; she'd mix up the letters but nothing would make sense.
"And when you're an angel, please don't watch over me because I don't want you to be ashamed"
Shaunte. I Love You, Claire.
Love, Steve Burnside.
What did this mean? Wasn't he dead? She watched him die, didn't she? This letter –tattered and torn- appeared on her doorstep followed by the whimsical, haunting doorbell; appeared out of nowhere and had caught her off-guard like Leon, Jill and Ada had; though she had no idea who Ms. Wong was then. Leon and Jill had already summarized Ada –but the Asian spy made no attempt to speak to her. Ada Wong was a cold, sometimes sentimental, aloof and mysterious woman. But all which mattered to Claire was that Ms. Wong was on their side, no longer Wesker's.
What did he mean by that? - If you're an angel- Did he suppose she'd be dead…?
Why would Claire be ashamed? And who left this by her doorstep? Was it him…?
Shaunte….
She had grown frustrated trying to figure out what Shaunte meant….Was it in some other language?
He couldn't be alive….It's been far too long, he's been far too gone...
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The Asian spy, elbows resting on the metal railing and stilettos pounding on the wooden floor, didn't question how Kento and Neveah met or got to know each other. She did know why Kento knew of their whereabouts –because of Jill's VIA.Staple. And why he had come: Venice's Most Wanted plus Dr. Spencer attacked him and he fled, handing them fake information, in order for safe keeping until they'd discover and be back on the prowl for him once more but this time he'd be with Jill. Yet there was something shady about it….
Everyone now knew Neveah and Ada were once partners. Everything was out in the open, except of course for those little things like Jill's primary mission about the real events dealing with the Ashley Kidnapping. Everyone knew what happened with Claire and her fiancé.
And like all these secrets, Ada kept all of hers deep inside that beating heart. She was jealous…
What was her relationship with Leon? Now she felt she didn't have one…
Claire was the homecoming queen, the girl next door, the one you'd marry and bring home to mom. Ada was the rebel, the girl who lived down the street and around the corner; she's the one you'd sneak in through the backdoor without mom finding out.
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"Where are we anyway, I didn't know New York had this much sea" She laughed good-heartedly.
"We're heading for the airport; we'll probably reach there pretty soon. But try to get some rest, you seem tired Valentine" Kento said.
"So do you, what's wrong? You've been acting...bi-polar" Jill tried to explain.
"Stressed…." He answered.
Jill nodded. Liar
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Ada held her abdomen, sulking a bit and hurried inside the empty bathroom. Her movements were fluid and tired, like at any moment she'd melt away. She appeared like a drunk, ready to throw up in the toilet
Sliding on the wooden walls, she felt her chest thumping up and down -her thighs were sore; a horrible sore where it aches when you'd sit, even move.
She fumbled for the bottle of pills which slowed the growth. After finding it –attached to her thigh holster- Ada popped the collar off and swallowed two red-and-white pills, which slid dryly down her esophagus.
Her vision was like a strobe light, black then white…and repeat. Then everything would go pitch black again, and then the strobe light effect would return.
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Nikolai Gaviot observed the blonde before him drinking iced Pepsi –a pinky raised in the air, a toast to good manner taught to her since childhood.
He yearned to ask her about 'the kidnapping, the regular mission'. The body-guard wanted the truth.
But if he'd ask, they'd wonder. And if he'd wonder, they'd ask. Presidential Code is of secrecy, and he supposed this 'regular mission' required the same confidentiality.
She offered a small smile, placing the tall plastic cup on the clear tea-party like table outside of the Presidential Manner, situated by the courtyard.
Nikolai continued observing, trying to at as causal as possible; he failed.
"What?" Ashley asked playfully, taking her index finger and following the rim of the cup smoothly.
"Nothing" he sighed, taking his own tall cup and drinking it slowly.
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It appears she is in a coma… Billy rewound every word Doctor Littman had said. Rebecca: coma, He tried to swallow the news but it was like he forgot how to gulp.
The boxer observed Rebecca sound asleep in a hospital bed.
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The jeep roared through the quiet night, dust following its rigid wheels and dirtied structure. The moon shone gloomily. Chris Redfield –out of the gas mask and white jumpsuit attire- ran a dry hand through his course hair.
The uniform he wore pleaded for dry-cleaning. Jericho -his escort out of the Arizona campsites and to the helicopter, which is also his roommate and partner- submerged himself in the hot breeze and dust which fluttered their way.
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"Lafayette is killed" Wesker confirmed. On the other line, responded a yes. "Wonderful job, I know you'd come through for me my dear"
Wesker nodded into the cell phone, legs crossed together and sitting his in office. "Okay, now you know the next step. Don't fail me" he warned lazily and clicked.
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(Flashback)
"What are you doing to me!" Kento back-tracked, palms burning on the floor; he tried to escape hostile blows from a lamp, but missed until metal met his heel and shattered. He shuddered at the blow, but persisted on escaping. Kento hit the wall, still moving his feet even though he knew it was a dead end.
Styne bludgeoned him over the head roughly with a chair he picked up nearby. Kento fainted, uttering a horrible cry before surrendering to unconsciousness.
Styne re-placed the wooden chair and stood there, feeling the faint air sweep past him as Slit walked by. Rae lounged upon the sofa lazily.
Dr. Spencer, sitting in the Boss's chair mixed some type of concoction into a test-tube. Before him laid a silver suitcase (the one which Wesker had in the first few chapters). Black Styrofoam lined around tubes and medicines.
After some time, Spencer tossed Slit the bubbling grayish-green tube. Some liquid spilled out and dripped onto the floor. On the hardwood, there was a slow decreasing depression with the liquid slipping in and out eating away at the wood like acid.
Slit grimaced and examined the tube before bending down –leveling with the sleeping Kento and roughly nudged his chin upward. He placed the tube to Kento's lips and watched as the fiery liquid bubbled down.
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"Remember, Tell Ms. Wong you no longer work for me" Wesker advised.
Neveah nodded.
"Kill them; those pests have lived far too long. Got it?" Wesker groaned.
"Yes sir" She nodded.
"And if Kento steps out of line once by disobeying my orders, kill the bastard"
(End)
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Stark with his muscular legs crossed over lying upon an old crate, read over the files on this Shaunte carefully. Nina tossed the empty bottle of champagne into a pile of old newspapers and folded-up boxes. It landed with a thud and rolled over some.
"It says here Shaunte made several deposits. At different and same times, at different locations" Stark furrowed his bushy brows.
"I say Shaunte isn't a person or an agent; Shaunte's a group…" Nina said and Stark nodded.
"Did you get any names from that officer, before you killed him" He licked his lips.
"He spoke of a man name Jericho" Nina said.
"No last name?"
"No" She shook her head. "But he did say something about Campsites in the Arizona fields, by Crai's Den"
"Crai's den?"
"It's a restaurant for travelers" She explained.
"Let's check it out then" He suggested and she smiled agreeing.
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"How did you and Kento meet anyway?" Jill asked Neveah, soaking up the starlit night.
"He's my boss" She said quickly, not having the answer.
"Oh, I've never seen you around the agency before" Jill sighed.
"I'm free-lance" She lied.
Jill furrowed her brows, but just listened and smiled.
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(Flashback)
"What is it?" Dr. Spencer asked Wesker, holding the silver suitcase.
"Chemicals –enough to make a X45h8"
"Ingenious, enough chemicals…" Spencer smiled. "It eats away at the human's body, transmitting the virus for a good five hours. Then when five hours pass, the host is under full control of the user –you" Spencer analogized. "Loss of our God-given gift: free will"
Wesker grinned delightfully.
(End)
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"Take this and keep it with you" Kento handed her a sealed packet and Jill, curiously took it. She pressed her fingers on the seal.
"Not yet" Kento said. Jill peeled her fingers away and offered a confused look. "Open it when they can't see us" Kento stared out the window of his office with its broken blinds -where Leon lurked around.
Jill nodded; aware it must have something to do with Ashley. She folded the packet over and placed it inside her baggy cargo pockets. The black pants reached up to her knee. She adjusted her stilettos a bit.
And just for a moment, Kento's eyeballs rolled up into his lids oddly. A reverberation in his mind made him shudder for just a nano-second. "You okay?" Jill asked.
He nodded "Just….stretching"
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Leon snored quietly, snuggled up in a blanket on the couch. Claire was on the separate couch and Ada was God-knows-where. Although she would predictably and probably is roaming around the ship in deep thought.
Jill climbed out of the bottom bunk and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and made her way out of the room quietly -on her way to the bathroom. She –half asleep- took in the dark lightened with the moon and stars.
"Yes sir" She heard Kento's voice in the hush. Jill, a bit more alert pressed her ear on the wooden wall of his office she was ready to pass by.
"Pretend to head for the airport, lead them on. And when they are all asleep –kill them" Wesker's voice responded.
"Yes sir"
Jill's mouth hung open in disbelief. She knew something was up –but this? Her boss was working for Wesker….
She heard a click and the connection between Kento and Wesker were shut off.
"Neveah, Wesker sends us approval. We shall go ahead with plans right now. Is Ms. Wong still awake?" Kento's voice echoed quietly.
Jill moved back towards the railing and strained her neck to see the front of the ship. Neveah spoke to herself, while nodding her head 'yes' as she pulled her hands away from the boat and locked the steering wheel. But Ada was nowhere in sight. Jill smiled to herself, the Asian spy must've known.
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"Guys wake up" Jill shook awake Leon and Claire. After a while, they were up and stirring. Jill spilled everything she heard and all were on full-alert. They had weapons with no ammunition rendering them useless, so they made use of what was in the room.
Leon, turmoil running through his veins gave all precise instructions. Claire would try to find Ada while Jill and Leon try to fend out Neveah and Kento.
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The body guard pressed his body against the wall and shuffled with it smoothly. Holding his white cotton blanket in one hand and the cord of a lamp he yanked off in the other, Leon kept alert.
Claire wandered through the small boat nervously, gripping the cordless lamp like a baseball bat which was detached from the ceiling.
Jill gripped her small hand-knife. Only Ada and her owned knives since Styne had confiscated Leon's which was with his other artillery in the weaponry case. But just incase, the officer also held a packet of brand new Colgate toothpaste she went back to the bathroom to retrieve in her other hand.
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And then chaos rang out in the boat as a vibrant flash grenade exploded and the tail of a red cock-tail dress came rolling by on the front of the boat. Neveah jumped off of the platform with the steering wheel, now face-to-face with the Asian spy.
"I found her…" Claire came running by Leon at a loss of breath. He nodded.
The two then heard another bang as Kento shot a bullet which missed Jill and hit a wooden wall, at the end of the boat.
"Let's help out Jill!" Claire yelled, tugging Leon's shirt. He observed Ada, doing incredible by herself like he knew she would.
"Okay"
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A streaming blue attacked Kento's face, smothering him with mint freshness. He rubbed it away with his hand and gave Jill a low-kick. The woman jumped away and rolled over to Leon and Claire.
"This is kind of unfair -3 against 1" Jill smiled. "One of you go and help Ada" She said.
Kento fired another bullet which the three separated, missing it.
"Claire, you go! This is dangerous" Leon advised.
"But…" Claire argued.
"Go!" Leon leaped out of the way, avoiding another perilous bullet.
Claire sighed and escaped the scene. It's not that she disliked it Ada, it's that she had the feeling Ada disliked her and she didn't know why.
Kento stopped to reload. Leon gave Jill a smile and the ex-RPD officer ran over to Kento which had already cocked his gun and was ready to fire.
But before his finger could press the trigger, the woman had sent a flying dagger at his hand. His mouth hung open but no scream escaped. He was too in shock. Guiltiness soon found Jill as she tossed the empty toothpaste on the floor. Leon, before Kento learned remember how to scream wrapped the blanket around his head tightly and loosely wringing the tanned cord around his head.
They'd make him talk.
"What is this, Kento?" Jill questioned, a fuming anger caught in her throat. Her boss coughed and shuddered forgetting how to from words –even gibberish. Then from the distance came another dagger, this time piercing through Kento's forehead. The middle-aged man bent on knees, head wrapped around with a cloth and neck loosely wrung with a cord trembled before falling backwards. And with a thud the back of his bleeding head marked the board, knees being bent.
A flow of horrible red dripped down, forming an iridescent shape of red around his head. Jill breathed in and refused to exhale. Her inhale was tiresome and surprised.
She stared where Claire and Ada where. Claire –the lamp broken beside her- was sprawled by the side of the boat, holding her bleeding arm because of a stab wound.
Ada took her normal fighting stance, after giving Neveah a fixed high-kick to the hand (probably sending the dagger flying, towards a bulls-eye). Ada Wong was always precise, on feelings and work.
Neveah shook her hand and lifted them, defending her self.
She faked a jab and Ada moved, then Neveah followed with a low kick –pressing her hands on the ground. Ada caught onto this and countered with a back flip, mere inches away from Claire.
Leon, with a cunning smile on his face watched Ada. What had he seen in her that made him fall in love?
Neveah rose and head-rushed Ada. The spy took the hit, but curved the attack so Claire wouldn't be in danger and was pressed back into the wall –her upper body threatened to fall back into the sea. With an agile movement, Neveah sprang away, a twinge in the pit of her heart. In plain sight, a knife became part of Wesker's spy. Her mouth trembled and she fell onto the ground, holding onto the knife as if it was a suicide.
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Kento's dead, Jill thought. She felt horrible, betrayed and guilty. Though something inside her told her this wasn't Kento. Even though he was selfish, Dylan Kento was a family man –not a killer. She tapped her cargo-pocket which held the brown packet. She'd read it…
She grabbed some herbs and patted them on Claire's wound, which quietly sat beside her on the floor. The night loomed over them cruelly. The dead lay on the ship…
Ada was at the steering wheel. She would drive them half-way and they'd leave the boat, so there'd be no evidence and they'd walk the other half towards the airport, buy tickets with the rest of Billy's money and head to California to sort things out.
The day felt quiet. It felt action-less but it wasn't.
Claire's wounds were tended and the three of them decided to search the entire ship for artillery in case more would be after them.
Ada explained, if there was any hidden weapons, it'd be somewhere in Kento's office, she had check everything else before.
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"Does Ada like me?" Claire asked the other two, which check Kento's desk.
"Why?" Jill said, ripping apart compartments and still there was nothing.
"She's ...just so cold... toward me"
"She's always like it, it doesn't mean anything" Leon explained.
Claire shrugged and stopped ripping off the cushions of the sofas.
"Don't worry about it" Jill advised, leaving Leon's side and slid her hand against the wooden walls.
"It's just if we're going to be working together, you know" She explained, feeling simple-minded.
"Yeah, I get you but don't worry about it –like Jill said" Leon said and stared up at Claire, which shrugged.
"Here" Jill stopped and knocked at the wall with the back of her knuckles.
Leon offered a confused expression. Jill then moved back and slammed the side of her body against he wall. After a second it slid up creakily and revealed a classic display of weapons.
"You're good" Leon commented with a laugh.
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"You like?" Leon tossed Ada a Broken Butterfly and she caught it with her hand. She smiled. The sun was rising.
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They all sat on the deck, Ada on the platform driving.
"What do we do once we reach California?" Leon asked, staring at the three girls.
"My brother will probably be back, so we'll talk to him and see if he knows anything about the next B.O.W. patient you guys told me about" Claire said.
"We should visit Billy and Rebecca" Jill added. "Do you still have his phone number?"
Leon checked his pockets and found the post-it. He placed it back in safe-keeping.
"I should visit Laney and Mallory; they probably think I'm dead" Jill mused out loud.
"Who and who?" Leon asked.
"My room-mates, remember I work there and live there" Jill poked fun at him. Ada listened from the platform, giving no personal insight.
And we might find the cure...Chris must know something, Leon mused to himself watching Ada.
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Jill was in the bathroom while Claire was in Kento's office, searching for fun.
"What's wrong?" Leon asked wrapping his arms around the back of the Asian spy. He held her, resting his chin on her shoulder.
You still think about Ashley, I know it. "Nothing"
"That look on your face doesn't say nothing"
You love Claire too, right? So what am I really? Just the girl you can run away with and when you decide to come back home –I'm left behind, right? "It's nothing" She smiled and kissed his lips sweetly.
Claire looked out from the window and examined the scene. Leon's arms rested around her lustful body as they kissed sweetly. She didn't know….
But she shouldn't have cared right? She did…
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