"Ada," Simmons beckoned the very next day.
"No," she simply told him. "I have something that can't wait."
He reached out to grab her wrist, but the look she was giving him warned him to let go. He knew exactly what she was capable of.
"I called for you," he glared. "I call, you come!"
"If I recall you're sending me out on a mission, or am I wrong?" she glared back at him.
"I'm simply allowing you to take a break," he scolded her.
"And I'm saying I have work to do."
"Ada!" he growled. "You will do as I say!"
"And that is what I'm doing," she scowled.
"Enough!" he frowned. "Come to my office. If you're not there in five minutes, I'll drag you there!"
She watched him go before heading back into her lab.
"Where's the next subject?" she snapped.
"Right here, Dr."
"Well don't just stand there, inject him!"
The man hurried over to try their new victim. The virus started to shape him, but soon they found he was rejected like all the others. He died clutching at his chest.
"Bring me another!" she beckoned.
"Dr, please, I wouldn't mind being your new subject."
She looked him over, he was the weakest of them all. Born with a frail body, there was no way he would work. Carla almost laughed at how ridiculous he sounded. She did however decide to give him a chance. Taking a sample from him, she found him to be a perfect match.
"Well that's a surprise," she thought slightly stunned. "You may prove to be a success after all."
The man smiled as he awaited his treatment.
"I have no regrets," he told her. "I wish to be free of this fragile, useless body. I don't care if I lose my sanity or anything like that. I want power!"
"And you shall have it and more," Carla told him as she brought the needle to his neck.
He screamed in agony as the virus took hold of him, dropping to his hands and knees before collapsing completely to curl in on himself.
"It hurts!" he screamed.
"Not for long," Carla reassured him even as the hours passed.
Soon enough his entire body was bulging out, muscles forming wildly as well as him growing in considerable size.
"It's working," Carla now laughed as her creation pulled himself to his feet.
He was huge and well built, nothing like the man he'd once been.
"You succeeded, Dr." The others all agreed. "But how well does he hold up?"
"I'll start the tests on him right away," she told them.
He was now poked and prodded and soon left in a tank as the experiments went underway.
"Dr, the readings are off the chart! Something's wrong!"
"Get it sorted out, now!" she snapped, but it was far too late.
A chain reaction started and the machines were soon blowing up left, right and centre.
"Dr, we have to get out of here!"
Carla could only look on as her creation burst forth from the tank, screaming loudly as he was now caught in the explosion.
"Damn!" she hissed before being knocked off her feet to slam into the wall behind her.
She awoke sometime later to find herself being held in the behemoth's hand. She had to wriggle her way free as he was now distracted by the blood pouring from the stump at having lost his arm in the blast. His face was unrecognisable and bloody, the hair on his head was half gone due to the fire.
"Ada!" Simmons shouted as he ran down the hall to check her over. "What happened? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she brushed him off, standing to now head back to work on her creations regeneration.
oOo
She'd found herself growing rather annoyed as nothing seemed to be working. He had healed fully now, not how he'd expected but he was healed. So as to not show how hideous he was he made sure to cover his face when around Carla.
"I'm sorry," she sighed at failing once again.
He grunted in response, knowing she wasn't to blame. In fact as the days progressed, he'd actually shocked her as he started working on a fully functioning claw arm in place of the arm he'd lost.
"Impressive," she smiled as if talking to a child. "Very impressive."
He grunted again.
"You may not be perfect, but you're still better than any of the others."
He puffed out his chest proudly at this, ready for whatever job she had in store for him. Which thankfully wouldn't be too long now.
xXx
Simmons knew full well how Ada was given her missions, so doing the same with Carla would force out the Ada within. She watched the video she'd received from Simmons up until the very end, arms crossed over each other in a very ladylike way or better yet the Ada like way.
"My dearest Ada Wong," Simmons started the video off as it panned over a location in Edonia before stopping on a young man. "Jake Muller has been sighted in the Republic of Edonia. Your mission is to see if his body has antibodies to the C-Virus. We cannot allow a vaccine to be produced."
The video then moved along to show a young blonde woman, who she knew all too well to be Sherry Birkin. The poor girl had under gone so much while being under Simmons' rule.
"Agent Birkin will be sent in to acquire the target. Your job is to ensure they escape the country alive. Good luck."
"Sorry to disappoint, but I'll be doing things my way." She thought smugly to herself.
She turned from the screen to get herself ready for her little escapade. Going through her wardrobe she saw a sea of dresses.
Pushing them aside, she found a blue one. Slipping it free, she looked it over. It was quite revealing, just how she liked it.
"I'll show everyone just who the real Ada Wong is," she smiled as she placed the dress down onto the bed.
Slipping free of her lab coat she then pulled down her skirt and took off her blouse to be able to slip herself into the blue dress. She finished off with the red belt, then looked to her own image in the mirror.
"Much better," she mused as she looked back to the wardrobe to see something red hanging out of it.
She took hold of the silk fabric and slipped it free.
"Why not," she thought as she wrapped the red scarf around her neck, later finishing off with a pair of hooped earrings and black gloves. "On to Edonia."
oOo
She'd arrived much earlier than needed. The bulking Ustanak having now joined her after having his own mode of transport. Pulling out a pair of binoculars, she looked over the area, searching for her next willing/unwilling victims.
"There we are," she smiled before growing annoyed by the alert of a call.
Lowering the binoculars with one hand, she reached under her dress with her other to slip out the mobile cubic device from the pouch attached to her leg strap. She gave it a flick so that the two halves connected to form a cube, allowing Simmons' face to then show up on the screen.
"I trust you made it there alright?" he asked.
"You clearly underestimate me," a smile tugged at her lips.
He intertwined his fingers as he looked to her. "Hard times, my dear. That country is a war zone already. I fear for your well-being."
"Of course you do," she teased him.
"You underestimate me now," he tsked with a wave of his finger.
She said nothing in response, prompting him to go on.
"Bring me Jake Muller, Ada. I know you of all people will never let me down."
She flicked the device back to then slip it into the small pouch again.
"You heard the man. We need the boy alive."
The Ustanak stomped heavily behind her as he gently picked up some supplies he knew she'd need along the way. Carla was now giving a small silver sphere a good looking over, knowing it was only to be used in an emergency.
"You won't ever be seeing the boy, Simmons. I have great plans for him." She now turned to the behemoth behind her, handing him the sphere. "Use this in an emergency situation only."
He nodded his head, taking the small device between his finger and thumb to gently place in his pocket.
"Now to find the Muller boy," she thought as she looked over the area.
It hadn't taken all that long to find him and his men, all of which were now lounging around in a nearby rundown building, chatting and smoking. It would have been no easy task for anyone but her, she knew the ins and outs of stealth now. Having had the much needed training for it as Ada had done before her.
"Hello boys," she now greeted as she stood in full view of the men.
At the sound of an intruder, they all sprang up, grabbed their guns and fired.
"Amateurs," she sighed as she easily ducked for cover.
She then heard one of the men shouting out over all the noise for them to cease fire.
"Search out!" he then ordered in his native tongue.
The men took to searching the room they knew she was in. One moved as silently as he could to her last known location, quickly rounding the wall he fired only to see she wasn't there. He turned to then be greeted by a kick to the head, sending him reeling forwards. Quickly recovering he turned and fired again. He growled, almost stomping his foot like a child having a tantrum all because he was now being toyed with.
Carla was quick to slip away into the back, picking off another man who looked a little more nervous than the others. She pulled a wire from her pouch, wrapping it securely around her fingers before slipping it over the man's head. He was well built and quite strong, but as soon as the wire tightened around his neck he was like a squirming child. The gun slipped from his hands as they were quickly brought up to his throat.
"I need you to cooperate," Carla hissed in his ear. "Are you willing to do that?"
She gave a tug on the wire, making him choke but also give a nod.
"Good," she smiled. "Now tell them to back down."
He moved his hands from his throat to now hold them up.
"Lower your weapons!" he cried out in their tongue.
The men turned to him, some laughing while others aimed their gun his way.
"Why should we?" one asked, ready and willing to shoot Carla's hostage.
"Please," the man begged.
"I come baring gifts," Carla responded in their language.
This surprised the men as they could clearly hear the American accent in her voice.
"What gifts?" one now spoke in English.
"Energy boosters," she told them as she slipped the wire from her captives neck to then kick him in the back.
He scrambled forwards into another, who pushed him off with a disgusted look.
"You made a deal remember?" she now smirked.
The men looked to one another as other thoughts clouded their minds.
"You're clearly not in my league, boys." She warned them.
That made their faces drop immediately, all apart from one who though he could belittle her.
"Why send a gorgeous woman all by herself," he toyed as he pinned her up against the wall. "Bad things happen to precious little dolls such as yourself."
"Leave her!" another scolded him, but he ignored him.
He raised his gun so that the muzzle was resting against her dress opening, he never actually got a chance to sneak a peek at her breast as she grabbed him by the balls and head butted him in the face. He stumbled back, unsure of what hurt the most.
"Can we get down to business now?" she asked as she crossed her arms.
The men chuckled as they looked to the poor unfortunate, while others stood looking quite serious as they waited on their boosters.
"Please," the man from earlier gestured to her.
She walked over to the doorway to pick up a briefcase, which she now set down on a nearby table.
"So these will give us an edge over those pricks out there?" one asked.
"Oh, it will give you more than that." Carla smiled as the men rushed to each grab one.
She hadn't caught sight of the young man just yet until he finally decided to show his face.
"Hey," he greeted upon seeing her.
She smiled in response.
"So, this is an energy booster is it?" he asked, looking to the white needle.
"It is," she acknowledged.
"Huh," he thought amused. "Thanks. I could do with a little pick me up."
She nodded, then watched as he headed off upstairs with most of the others who were now hiding out up there. Once everyone was sorted, she headed upstairs watching as Sherry now stealthily made her way into the room with them. Thankfully for her the young man had taken to a room all by himself, though knowing Sherry she could hold her own just as well.
"Don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling," he sighed. "But it ain't happening for me."
One of his comrades now decided to pay him a little visit at knife point, which he dealt with easily enough.
"Did you take your dose?" Sherry now asked, popping out from the back.
He looked to her, surprised by her being here.
"Uh, yeah. If you want a hit, you better sign up with the lady downstairs."
The body then disintegrated.
"Wouldn't recommend it though."
Sherry looked to her watch before turning back to him.
"It's true," she acknowledged. "You do have the antibodies."
Carla looked on from the wall behind them. "Just as I thought."
She waited while the pair were out of sight before heading back downstairs.
oOo
A helicopter now hovered over the building she was in, ropes being sent down soon after as four people descended from it.
"Alright you two, no rushing in head first or anything stupid like that." She heard a man warning.
One of them must have given him attitude because he had to scold one.
"Piers!"
"Yeah, I know." Another replied.
It was silent then until a woman responded.
"On it."
Soon someone else could be now heard.
"Sherry Birkin, National Security."
Carla gave a smirk as she moved on.
"Sherry Birkin," the man smiled in response.
"How'd you..." she questioned.
"Claire," he informed her.
"You're Chris," the young blonde now smiled back.
He nodded in response. "My sister's told me all about you."
Jill looked on next to him, giving a smile as well.
"What are you doing here?" he now asked. "This place isn't exactly the safest place to be right now."
"I'm actually here for him," she turned to look back at Jake as she said it.
Chris looked around her to take a good look at the younger man. There was something about him that he just couldn't fathom. He turned to Jill, to ask her.
"Do you recognise him?" he asked a little quieter.
She shook her head. "I can't recall, no."
Chris furrowed his brows as he turned back to look at the young man.
"Have we met?" he now asked straight out.
Jake looked to him. "Never seen you in my life, pal!"
Chris gave a nod in response, still he looked awful familiar somehow.
"I hate to ask this, but I could really do with a lift." Sherry now asked him.
Chris nodded as he placed a finger to his earpiece.
"This is Chris, come in."
"Reading you loud and clear, Chris."
"You free right now, Eric?" Chris asked.
"Sure am, you need a lift?"
"Not for me, but for a friend."
"Sure what's your coordinates?"
Chris gave him the location, then asked Sherry where she was headed.
"That's no problem, I'll be there in ten."
Once he'd done he turned back to Sherry again.
"A chopper should be here in ten minutes," he informed her. "You gonna be alright?"
Jake rolled his eyes.
"Yes, thank you very much."
Chris nodded with a smile as Sherry headed over to Jake.
"We're just letting him go?" Piers now questioned.
"He's nothing to do with us," Chris warned him. "Move in!"
Jill was the first inside, followed closely by Finn, Piers and then Chris.
"All clear," she told them.
"Alright. Piers, you and me will take the second floor. Finn, you're with Jill."
"A-Alright," he nodded nervously.
"She won't bite," Chris smiled at him. "Much."
"I heard that," Jill smiled, even as she had her hands on her hips.
"Piers, move in." Chris quickly pushed the younger man ahead of him as to not get into trouble.
oOo
Carla was now inside the city hall, where she wasn't at all surprised to see quite a crowd here. It was possibly the most safest place to be right now with all the fighting going on, or that's what they'd thought.
"Better throw the BSAA off my tail before they get too close," she thought as she pulled out a silver sphere.
Throwing the ball as high as she could, she quickly took cover behind one of the large pillars as the small device exploded to send thousands of tiny darts all around the room. People were in shock at what had just hit them, all reaching out to grab the small needle and pull it from their skin.
"What is this?" they questioned, all looking between each other before suddenly doubling over in pain.
Once the flames died down and people were now starting to leak the ooze from their bodies, Carla then made her move. Looking back over the balcony to see the place covered in hardened slime, she couldn't help but smirk.
"That'll give them something to take care of," she chuckled lightly before heading upstairs and into the side room.
oOo
"It's clear here!" Piers shouted.
"Alright, head back downstairs." Chris ordered.
Once they'd met back up with Jill, she informed him of finding nothing too. Which now lead them to the city hall.
"Are these...people?" Finn questioned shakily.
"Who the hell could have done this?" Piers added as Jill and Chris moved in to inspect the area.
"They're cocoons," Jill pointed out. "Hard as rock."
Chris walked over to tap on it, when Finn headed up the stairs.
"I'm getting a reading from behind this door," he called out.
Chris, Jill and Piers all headed upstairs. Chris then gave the go ahead for Finn to blast the door open.
"It's clear," Jill waved them in.
Chris and Piers moved down the hall until the door to their left burst open as a man with multiple eyes quickly pounced on them. Chris was quick to hit it in the head to then have Jill quickly put it down.
"Stay on your guard, Piers!" Chris snapped as Piers now pulled himself from the floor.
Piers gave Finn a look of disgust as if it were his fault he'd been so easy to take down.
"Come on!" Chris grunted.
Once they made it to the open area, where they had to drop down in order to move on. They now found a new form of cocoon.
"These are fresh," Jill inspected them as slime coated her glove.
"Yeah, and they're cracking." Piers now pointed.
"Get ready!" Chris warned.
What stepped forth from the cocoons were not something they'd witnessed before.
"What are these?" Piers questioned.
"Radio it in to HQ," Chris told him as he shot at the armoured beast heading right for him.
Fortunately, they'd managed to find it's weak spot, that being it's back. Unfortunately, they'd have three of them to deal with.
"Jill, you okay?" Chris now asked.
"I've been through worse," she shrugged as she brushed herself off. "What about those two?"
"I'm good," Finn nodded, picking himself off the floor.
"Never better," Piers added.
"Good," Chris nodded. "Finn, the door."
"Yes, sir."
Once they moved in, they now found an area with syringes littering the floor.
"Chris," Piers held one up for him.
"C-Virus," a woman now informed them, as her heels clicked upon the floor before she emerged from behind the wall with her hands held up.
"How'd you know that?" Chris asked, as he and Piers aimed their gun at her.
"That's what the guerrillas were calling it," she informed them.
"And you are?"
"Ada Wong," she smiled. "I work here, but they held me hostage."
"Finn, you're in charge of keeping her safe." Chris told the rookie, while never taking his eyes of the smug looking woman.
"Y-Yes, sir." Finn nodded as Carla smugly looked to him.
"You think she's telling the truth?" Piers asked quietly to Chris.
"Just keep an eye on her," Chris now told him too.
"Yes, sir." Piers nodded as he turned back to give Carla a look.
"Alright, Jill..."
"I know a quicker way out of here," Carla now spoke up again. "Follow me."
They followed Carla out and back around to the main entrance, where they now found themselves in trouble once again.
"We can cut through there," Carla quickly gestured to the balcony as more armoured B.O.W.s surrounded them.
Making their way through the main entrance wasn't too hard as the large armoured B.O.W.s were somewhat slow. Carla was quick up the stairs to press the button to open the door. Chris and Jill made it through first, followed by Finn then Piers, who quickly slid under.
"I feel so much safer in your hands," Carla teased.
"Ma'am, please be quiet." Piers frowned at her.
"Where to now?" Jill asked.
"This way," Carla gestured for them to jump down. "It will lead you out the back."
"You first," Chris waved her in.
She just gave him a smile then dropped down, followed by Finn and Piers. Jill and Chris following suit soon after. It wasn't long before another J'avo jumped out of the woodwork to greet them, giving Carla the right amount of time to slip out of there unnoticed.
"Shit!" Piers growled before just realising. "Where's the woman?"
Chris looked around until a voice was heard above them.
"I had fun," Carla smiled down on them. "But it's time I took my leave, Ciao."
Chris and Piers quickly raised their guns, but Carla ducked just in time. Once they'd found out they were wasting bullets, they stopped only to have Carla now look back down on them again before allowing something to drop from her hand.
"A little something for you to remember me by," she smiled as she disappeared from view.
"Shit!" Piers quickly grabbed the rookie to cover him behind the desk as Jill quickly covered Chris.
oOo
Once Chris came to, he found his head had hit the floor as there was a throbbing at the back of it. Moving a hand to the back of his head with a groan, he could feel dried crispy blood there.
"Damn," he sighed as he opened his eyes to take in his hazy surroundings. "Everyone alright?"
Piers grunted in response.
"Yeah, I'm alright." Finn added.
However, as Chris was now coming around, he could feel someone on top of him. Looking down, he could clearly see it was his partner.
"Jill!"
By the looks of it she'd saved his life, once again.
"Jill!"
He lifted her up to turn her around, she was alive thankfully. However, she looked to be a little pained.
"Chris!" Piers now quickly ran over.
"Call in for help, Jill's in a bad way."
Piers nodded as he quickly got in touch with HQ.
"Hang in there, Jill. You'll be alright," he soothed her as he held her hand.
Soon help had arrived and Jill was quickly taken to the hospital for treatment. However, seen as this was a new virus and no one knew the antidote, they just had to hope Jill was able to pull through herself. After all the woman had beaten the T-Virus, vaccinated herself against the T-Abyss virus and even fought off uroborus. So if anyone could beat this, it would be her.