Kitana- Hey all, the reason I bring out so many chapters is because I'm determined to finish this off. The end soon anyway and there's a big surprise too (unless you already know what it is). The thing is I write a few chapters before, so I'm about 6 or 7 chapters ahead from what I put up here.
Anyway thanks all for the reviews and please write more, I really need to know if there is anything wrong with my story (even how small it is).
Thanks again guys ;o)
As always enjoy the story…
36
All five walked out of the generator room and towards the elevator. Instead of taking the flight of stairs to the ground floor, they assumed it would be a lot safer taking the lift to their destination. They clutched their weapon close to their bodies and almost said a quiet prayer to themselves. Miriam passed the bottle of brandy around the group; each took a very long swig before venturing out into the unknown.
Claire took two gulps and handed it back, Miriam smiled, "Ready?"
"I'll be as ready as I'll always be," Claire replied.
Miriam laughed, "Then so be it. Vamos la infierno."
Chris lead the way followed by Claire, Mike and Miriam were behind her and Leon took the back, scanning every nook and cranny for any of Umbrella's pets.
The stairway was clear; the light was such a blessing. Claire bathed within it happy to see her surroundings and friends around her. Chris slowly moved to the metal doors and pressed the arrowed button.
"How is everyone?" he said glancing back at each of them. They nodded, and it seemed none of them wanted to speak just in case something or one heard them. He gazed at the numbered panel above the metal doors. The elevator was climbing, but it was taking forever.
The lift pinged and the doors opened, no one wanted to stand in the naked stairway any longer. They rushed in one by one with Chris the last one holding his magnum as firm as humanly possible. The doors closed.
Each one of them looked at each other not really knowing what to do or where to go. Leon grasped the first blueprint in his palm.
"Right," he said, "The first underground level seems to be," he paused examining the piece of paper, "underneath the ground floor."
"So?" called Chris, "Which button?"
Claire moved up in front and observed the ten buttons on the panel. She hesitated on one that looked like the symbol for 'Biohazard'. She pressed the button before even thinking about it. A metal panel slid away showing a section with numbers and letters, "I think we need a code or something to operate it," she whispered.
Leon sighed and slumped back to the wall; he folded his arms across his chest and closed his eyes, "We don't have a code."
She fiddled within her pockets remembering the card she took from Watson's dead body. She gazed at the card in her palm and then at the I.D code.
"What's that?" asked Chris from over her shoulder.
She glanced at him and then at the card, "I took this from my attending psychiatric doctor."
"Who was that?" Mike said.
"Dr. Watson."
"But how-" he cut off realising what it meant, "She's dead," it wasn't a question more of a statement.
Claire looked at him; to him she was a colleague, a friend. But to her she was a bitch working for Umbrella. She didn't say anything, nothing to comfort him and she didn't want to explain why she was dead or anything else.
Claire punched in the code. The panel immediately closed, "Welcome Dr. Watson," said the female voice, "Taking you to Biohazard level-"
The small lift shook, the lights flickered as the rumbling moved everyone around. Miriam panicked and she screamed, Leon grabbed her arms and held her gently. Chris stretched out his hands and stopped himself from falling. Claire fell on top of Mike; she curled to the floor waiting for the shaking to stop.
The lights stopped flicking and the loud rumbling sound halted, Claire sat up next to Mike. Leon let go of Miriam and stood back in the corner.
"What the fuck was that?!" gasped Chris.
Claire stood up and glanced at the moving numbers. At least the elevator didn't break down, "I don't know."
"I bet you anything it's the H.C.F," Chris looked at Leon and nodded his head.
"I won't put it passed them," he said.
Suddenly the lift halted, and the doors began to slide across, "Welcome to Umbrella Inc," she droned, "Have nice day."
Leon frowned as the voice echoed on. 'Have a day' wasn't going to an issue it was to survive another day. As the doors open, it was apparent that what made the loud noise and shaking. It was H.C.F all right, no doubt about it. He felt a little happy that it was them rather than a very pissed off monster. He relaxed and settled back against the lift's wall releasing a deep breath that he didn't know he was holding.
Miriam touched his arm gently and smiled, "You ok?"
He patted her hand, "Yeah," he said, "I am. You?"
She smiled again, "I'm trying, but it's still a shock to me," his hand didn't move, instead he squeezed hers a lot harder and repaid the smile.
Claire moved out into the wreaked hallway, she jumped over the metal doors just outside the lift and stopped a bit away from the rest. She examined the hole that, she assumed, was the entrance leading to Umbrella's underground facility. She looked back at Chris and frowned, her worried look showed everything, he moved up and stood next to her, "I've got something to tell you Claire."
She lowered her launcher and gazed at her brother. Her face held a puzzled look, but it changed slightly to a frightened one.
He couldn't bear to look at her already knowing that it would break her heart to know that Alexia was still alive. She had just about moved on from Steve's death and yet it was going to come all back again.
"What is it Chris?" her voice was just a touch higher than usual, his silence was scaring her. She touched his arm for a response, "Chris?" she frowned, "What is it?"
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and faced her, "Before you found me I saw someone," he sighed, "I saw Alexia. She's a live Claire."
She backed away from him unable to let his words sink in her mind, "No," she whispered, "That can't be, y-you killed her. She died in the fire…" her eyes shone, her face held complete utter fear; "I don't believe you."
Chris walked closer taking in his sister and hugging her, "I'm sorry Claire, but she is alive," he paused feeling her body tremble at the slight mention of Alexia's name, "I'm so sorry."
Claire broke free and walked up towards the hole in the wall. She stopped and played with the white dust on the floor, "He died for nothing," he said quietly to herself, "He died for nothing," he clutched the launcher tightly; her hand grew white from the pressure of her grip over the metal.
"Claire?" Chris called out.
She turned and there is was that aggressive look, a painful expression that showed she was angry. But there was more to it; she seemed vulnerable, alone like a lost child. He couldn't help with her fear, but he could watch over her and protect her. Claire could see the eagerness and concern within the blue of his eyes, he was trying to hold it back from her but she could see right through him. He was trying to be strong for the both of them; he was trying to be the hero, as always when, for once, she would like to look after him. However he was the oldest and he saw it as his duty to look out for the youngest, she could take care of herself, she was old enough and she had suffered and endured a lot.
But to Chris, she would be his little sister. The young girl who went to him when she had troubles with the bullies. She smiled at him, yeah; he was her mother, father and brother rolled into one.
Leon stood by Chris staring at Claire, he glanced that the brother, "What happened?"
"Alexia is alive," he said as if it explained it all, and it did Leon understood what it meant for Claire and Chris. The nightmare was back.
Claire turned round and faced to men in her life, "If we spilt up we can cover more ground."
Chris nodded, "What do you suggest?"
"Chris, Leon and Miriam you three are together. Take this floor."
"No-"
"Its decided Chris. Just do it!" she paused glaring at him, "Leon where's the security system?"
He looked in his sports bag and took out the maps, "Level four."
She smiled, "Great. Mike and I will go to the fourth level and you three plant the C4 here. We'll meet back at the front entrance in twenty minutes."
She moved up to Chris holding out her hands for the C4. He frowned angry at what he was going to do, but for some reason it was the right thing. He opened up his bag and pulled out some of the C4, he gently placed it inside her bag, "In and out," Chris whispered.
Claire nodded, "In and out."
Mike moved up towards Claire, he didn't object, instead he quite liked the idea. They did it before and survived.
Claire smiled towards her brother and friend, "I'll be alright," she said, "Make sure you two are."
Leon saluted, "Of course," he said handing over the map to her. She took it and backed away.
Chris just nodded and watched her sister vanish around the corner, "I shouldn't of done that," he moved forward but was stopped by Leon.
"No Chris," he said, "She needs to do this, by herself."
He frowned at the young rookie, and realised he was right, "But why here? Of all places?"
He shrugged glancing behind him at the hole in the wall, "I don't know."
Kitana- Hoped you liked that, hey by the way the next you will LOVE!! Can you wait for it? Can you?! MUHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA, let's see shall we…these next chapters are why I stared out this story in the first place…
Anyway thanks all for the reviews and please write more, I really need to know if there is anything wrong with my story (even how small it is).
Thanks again guys ;o)
As always enjoy the story…
36
All five walked out of the generator room and towards the elevator. Instead of taking the flight of stairs to the ground floor, they assumed it would be a lot safer taking the lift to their destination. They clutched their weapon close to their bodies and almost said a quiet prayer to themselves. Miriam passed the bottle of brandy around the group; each took a very long swig before venturing out into the unknown.
Claire took two gulps and handed it back, Miriam smiled, "Ready?"
"I'll be as ready as I'll always be," Claire replied.
Miriam laughed, "Then so be it. Vamos la infierno."
Chris lead the way followed by Claire, Mike and Miriam were behind her and Leon took the back, scanning every nook and cranny for any of Umbrella's pets.
The stairway was clear; the light was such a blessing. Claire bathed within it happy to see her surroundings and friends around her. Chris slowly moved to the metal doors and pressed the arrowed button.
"How is everyone?" he said glancing back at each of them. They nodded, and it seemed none of them wanted to speak just in case something or one heard them. He gazed at the numbered panel above the metal doors. The elevator was climbing, but it was taking forever.
The lift pinged and the doors opened, no one wanted to stand in the naked stairway any longer. They rushed in one by one with Chris the last one holding his magnum as firm as humanly possible. The doors closed.
Each one of them looked at each other not really knowing what to do or where to go. Leon grasped the first blueprint in his palm.
"Right," he said, "The first underground level seems to be," he paused examining the piece of paper, "underneath the ground floor."
"So?" called Chris, "Which button?"
Claire moved up in front and observed the ten buttons on the panel. She hesitated on one that looked like the symbol for 'Biohazard'. She pressed the button before even thinking about it. A metal panel slid away showing a section with numbers and letters, "I think we need a code or something to operate it," she whispered.
Leon sighed and slumped back to the wall; he folded his arms across his chest and closed his eyes, "We don't have a code."
She fiddled within her pockets remembering the card she took from Watson's dead body. She gazed at the card in her palm and then at the I.D code.
"What's that?" asked Chris from over her shoulder.
She glanced at him and then at the card, "I took this from my attending psychiatric doctor."
"Who was that?" Mike said.
"Dr. Watson."
"But how-" he cut off realising what it meant, "She's dead," it wasn't a question more of a statement.
Claire looked at him; to him she was a colleague, a friend. But to her she was a bitch working for Umbrella. She didn't say anything, nothing to comfort him and she didn't want to explain why she was dead or anything else.
Claire punched in the code. The panel immediately closed, "Welcome Dr. Watson," said the female voice, "Taking you to Biohazard level-"
The small lift shook, the lights flickered as the rumbling moved everyone around. Miriam panicked and she screamed, Leon grabbed her arms and held her gently. Chris stretched out his hands and stopped himself from falling. Claire fell on top of Mike; she curled to the floor waiting for the shaking to stop.
The lights stopped flicking and the loud rumbling sound halted, Claire sat up next to Mike. Leon let go of Miriam and stood back in the corner.
"What the fuck was that?!" gasped Chris.
Claire stood up and glanced at the moving numbers. At least the elevator didn't break down, "I don't know."
"I bet you anything it's the H.C.F," Chris looked at Leon and nodded his head.
"I won't put it passed them," he said.
Suddenly the lift halted, and the doors began to slide across, "Welcome to Umbrella Inc," she droned, "Have nice day."
Leon frowned as the voice echoed on. 'Have a day' wasn't going to an issue it was to survive another day. As the doors open, it was apparent that what made the loud noise and shaking. It was H.C.F all right, no doubt about it. He felt a little happy that it was them rather than a very pissed off monster. He relaxed and settled back against the lift's wall releasing a deep breath that he didn't know he was holding.
Miriam touched his arm gently and smiled, "You ok?"
He patted her hand, "Yeah," he said, "I am. You?"
She smiled again, "I'm trying, but it's still a shock to me," his hand didn't move, instead he squeezed hers a lot harder and repaid the smile.
Claire moved out into the wreaked hallway, she jumped over the metal doors just outside the lift and stopped a bit away from the rest. She examined the hole that, she assumed, was the entrance leading to Umbrella's underground facility. She looked back at Chris and frowned, her worried look showed everything, he moved up and stood next to her, "I've got something to tell you Claire."
She lowered her launcher and gazed at her brother. Her face held a puzzled look, but it changed slightly to a frightened one.
He couldn't bear to look at her already knowing that it would break her heart to know that Alexia was still alive. She had just about moved on from Steve's death and yet it was going to come all back again.
"What is it Chris?" her voice was just a touch higher than usual, his silence was scaring her. She touched his arm for a response, "Chris?" she frowned, "What is it?"
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and faced her, "Before you found me I saw someone," he sighed, "I saw Alexia. She's a live Claire."
She backed away from him unable to let his words sink in her mind, "No," she whispered, "That can't be, y-you killed her. She died in the fire…" her eyes shone, her face held complete utter fear; "I don't believe you."
Chris walked closer taking in his sister and hugging her, "I'm sorry Claire, but she is alive," he paused feeling her body tremble at the slight mention of Alexia's name, "I'm so sorry."
Claire broke free and walked up towards the hole in the wall. She stopped and played with the white dust on the floor, "He died for nothing," he said quietly to herself, "He died for nothing," he clutched the launcher tightly; her hand grew white from the pressure of her grip over the metal.
"Claire?" Chris called out.
She turned and there is was that aggressive look, a painful expression that showed she was angry. But there was more to it; she seemed vulnerable, alone like a lost child. He couldn't help with her fear, but he could watch over her and protect her. Claire could see the eagerness and concern within the blue of his eyes, he was trying to hold it back from her but she could see right through him. He was trying to be strong for the both of them; he was trying to be the hero, as always when, for once, she would like to look after him. However he was the oldest and he saw it as his duty to look out for the youngest, she could take care of herself, she was old enough and she had suffered and endured a lot.
But to Chris, she would be his little sister. The young girl who went to him when she had troubles with the bullies. She smiled at him, yeah; he was her mother, father and brother rolled into one.
Leon stood by Chris staring at Claire, he glanced that the brother, "What happened?"
"Alexia is alive," he said as if it explained it all, and it did Leon understood what it meant for Claire and Chris. The nightmare was back.
Claire turned round and faced to men in her life, "If we spilt up we can cover more ground."
Chris nodded, "What do you suggest?"
"Chris, Leon and Miriam you three are together. Take this floor."
"No-"
"Its decided Chris. Just do it!" she paused glaring at him, "Leon where's the security system?"
He looked in his sports bag and took out the maps, "Level four."
She smiled, "Great. Mike and I will go to the fourth level and you three plant the C4 here. We'll meet back at the front entrance in twenty minutes."
She moved up to Chris holding out her hands for the C4. He frowned angry at what he was going to do, but for some reason it was the right thing. He opened up his bag and pulled out some of the C4, he gently placed it inside her bag, "In and out," Chris whispered.
Claire nodded, "In and out."
Mike moved up towards Claire, he didn't object, instead he quite liked the idea. They did it before and survived.
Claire smiled towards her brother and friend, "I'll be alright," she said, "Make sure you two are."
Leon saluted, "Of course," he said handing over the map to her. She took it and backed away.
Chris just nodded and watched her sister vanish around the corner, "I shouldn't of done that," he moved forward but was stopped by Leon.
"No Chris," he said, "She needs to do this, by herself."
He frowned at the young rookie, and realised he was right, "But why here? Of all places?"
He shrugged glancing behind him at the hole in the wall, "I don't know."
Kitana- Hoped you liked that, hey by the way the next you will LOVE!! Can you wait for it? Can you?! MUHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA, let's see shall we…these next chapters are why I stared out this story in the first place…