Jake
They were nearly there and they made their way towards the house. "This is it, kid?" The middle eastern boy looked at him stating, "Yes..."
He looked at the youth. "When you said your mom is sick, how sick are we yalking? I mean can she hold a gun? I know your uncle will be able to but I need to know if she'll be able to fend for herself or not. If she can't we're going to need a vehicle."
"She's...just...tiured and hungry...she might be able to.. walk...I don't know about a gun...we'd have to find one. Uncle Hassan has a Rifle but I think he is running low on ammunition. He and father would prefer to fight to the death if they could. They hate Anubis. But now Uncle Hassan has to hide. All he can do is protect mother."
They came to the house. It looked dark inside. They pushed the door open with Jake keeping his handgun ready. As soon as he stepped in he was hit from behind and he fell over. The man shouted at him in a language he did not understand. It wasn't Arabic and it wasn't Farsai which he had heard some Anubis members speaking. "Hûn dê me ji vir derxin bikerewe!" Jake looked up to see a man dressed not so differently from the boy aiming an AK-74 at him. The man was obviously panicked. He had dark skin, the color of coffee, and a thick black beard. He wore a bright red turban and for atop a striped red and white shirt. His pants were purple and his shoes, maroon, the color of just about every bible Jake had ever seen.
He was unusually dressed but then, they dressed differently from the Muslim population. "Apê Hesen! Wî alîkariya min! Li dijî cin û Anubis!"
(Uncle Hassan! He helped me! Against the demons and Anubis!)
"Tu bawer e cudabûna di navbera ev red-haired Amerîkî û Anubis heye? Ew dijmin in! Ku tu difikirî ko sedemê Anubis hatin ser desthilatê ye?"
(You think there is a difference between this red-haired American and Anubis? They are the enemy! Who do you think is the reason Anubis came to power?)
"Whoa pal...did I just hear what I think I did? I'm not American..."
The man kicked him and yelled in English though with a thick accent, "Shut up! You will not talk until I tell you!"
"Hey asshole, I saved your nephew's life which is more than I can say for you. If you were going to shoot me, you would have done it as soon as I came in."
"No, mirovê spî. If I shoot you, I would attract Anubis soldiers. Instead, I was thinking I bask in your brains and then use your skull as ceremonial cup, yes?"
"Don't anger him..." Malak warned Jake. "Boy, it is not safe out there. Jinn roam the streets. It is not safe. I told you we would go together and find food for your mother in the morning."
"But she is sick now!"
"You let him go out for food by himself?" The man angrily said, "He snuck out! He was told not tgo outside. We gave his mother what fod there was left and he had more to eat because a boy needs to grow. I did not ask him to get into trouble and bring home strange men!"
"I'm just here to help. I'm clearing out some of these monsters in the area. It's them and Anubis terrorizing you, right?"
Hassan hit Jake in the face with the Rifle again and the boy tried to intervene. He was knocked aside howver and the man yelled, "Malak here odeya xwe! hê jî tiştên hûn jî ciwan ji bo fêmkirina wan in hene!"
(Malak go to your room! There are still things you are too young to understand!)
Just then, a female voice though somewhat hushed, sternly stopped him. "Hassan! Dev ji vê di cih de we nexapîne! Ev mirov ji jiyana kurê min xilas bibe. Ew mêvan initial sentence Malak's uncle shouted at Jake was You will not drive us from here. "
(Hassan! Stop this at once you fool! This man saved my son's life. He is a guest.)
The man looked and Jake, from his dazed spot on the floor, saw a light brown skinned woman walking up to him. Her skin was pale brown lighter than it normally would be, indicating she was sick. Just as the boy had said. Her hair was almond colored. Were it not for her sickly condition and appearance she would be quite prettuy. She looked to be in her thirties or forties. "Samia! Tu divê bîhna xwe vedidin bê. Ev ne baş e ji bo ku tu li ser lingên xwe be."
(Samia! You should be resting. It is not good for you to be on your feet. )
"Forgive my brother. He is on edge because of the turmoil of this country. We do not mean you any harm. Thank you for helping my son..."
"It's no problen. I'm Jake Muller. Listen...we need to get you three out of here. This place isn't safe."
"What and just fly away in a chopper like you Westerners do? This is my country. We were here long before uou or even any of the Abrahamic's came and we'll be here long after you're gone."
"I'm not western pal. I'm from Edonia. That's further east than you are. Listen, I just want to get you guys out of here."
"I am not very strong..."
Jake looked at the three of them. "I can try and scrounge up some food. You probably just need to eat. If you can all stay here, I'll go and see what I can find. How many rounds do you have left in that thing? Is it enough to hold out against any threats while I'n gone? You made it seem like you don't have much ammo."
"I don't. But we make do with what I have."
"All right. Well we're going to have to move out pretty soon so maybe we'll scrounge up some 7.62 rounds. Maybe I'll even get some and bring them back to you if you give me a damn break."
As he started to leave the oy called out, "Jake!" He turned to face the middle eastern child. "There is a bazaar just five blocks east."
He left their house but made sure to stay low. He spotted several carriers but these ones were not J'avo. They were zombies. He began to look. He fired hitting the first one in the head. He watched its brain matter explode all over the closest one. He finished them off emptying the magazine killing all but onen and he ran up breaking the neck of the last zombie.
He made his way into the market. This time he spotted a few Jinn. They spotted him as well. He reloaded the pistol. He fired hitting the first one with five shots in the back. The man bled but kept coming. "Zombies or parasitic humans..can't it just be one of you assholes? Why's it gotta be both?"
He fired two more shots hitting a second one in the face. The man's face exploded and seeing as Jake knew it wasn't powerful enough to blow somebody's head off so he knew a mutation was coming. Its skin began to shed and a new head formed. His body began to change entirely. Its hands and feet grew claws while its eyes went completely white. It looked almost halfway between a human and a skeleton but it looked more like it had been skinned alive but the muscle still remained. It swung its claws at him hitting Jake on the right arm slashing him. "Damn it!" He fired the remaining magazine into his face and gave it a kick just as it was about tlo slash him again and the slash thankfully slashed into the throat of the other.
He staggered back seeing a dropped Lee-Enfield Rifle that one of the former insurgents had been using before becoming infected. He saw the man had five magazines, two of which were tens and three of which were fives. It wasn't an AK-47 but it would have to do. He backed away but while feigning retreat, he took a lunge for the Rifle. The thing slashed at him again but he grabbed the Rifle and fired into oits stomach without really aiming. It bled ad still came forward with a growl but he fired a second shot. It hit it in the sternum and he aimed the third for its head. The round tore out a chunk of its sjkull and he fired again. The next round hit it in its right eye.
He then made his way into the market panting as he searched the bazaar for food. He found a burlap sack and began taking fruits and vegitables making sure to pick ones that weren't rotten.
Barry
He sighed as they searched through the various businesses. "Captain, do you think we have enough ammunition to last if we face a herd of these things?" Asked Agent Sun. "Don't worry about it kiddo. I wanna say no but we have enough to hold our own for now. Try not to think about that. Besides, if the worst comes to worst you all have combat training and there will be guns on law enforcement."
"You're not saying you're glad they died are you?" Asked Wilson. "No. I'm a former policeman myself. I'm just saying that eventually there was bound to be casualties. At least if nothing else they won't have died for nothing. Many of these guys don't know what they're doing. Anybody can aim a gun and shoot but they're in the dark about what these creatures can do to them. They don't know that it's not just from bites."
"Well I don't know that we're much better off ourselves. We survived China but that was puro suerte. We barely got out of there," Velasquez stated. Kateri stated, "If theres a chance of there being any survivors we have to help. But the way it looks so far this town might be completely finished."
"Well, if they are all infected, then we have a duty to take care of it. It's reallyt that simple. "
Just then, Barry got a call from HQ. O'Brian had come out of retirement in recent years. "Captain Burton, what's your status?"
"Agent Reyes is down. We have unknown hostiles in the area. Possibly Neo Umbrella. We've encountered the infected but not as much as youd expect in an international airport."
"Damn it...she was a good soldier. I'll notify her family."
"We had to leave her behind. I left her PDA on her so you can track her. We're still looking for the sons of bitches who shot her."
"According to our SOA team, a suspected Neo Umbrella terrorist was spotted in Seatac Washington. Ada Wong. She was here just two weeks ago. Odds are she could still be at large."
"Listen, O'Brian I need a favor. Me and my team are going to search the other terminals. This place must still have their monitors up and running. I need you to hack into them and tell me what you see. Have somebody to keep us posted."
"Sure thing. I'll try and have one of our best techies send you an app that will give you access to the monitors yourselves too but that's going to take some time. If we can't do that we'll at least send you the feed to your lap top. At least one of those rookies still has their lap top on them, right?"
Barry looked and Dayva shot him a thumbs up. "Yeah. Agent Sun."
"All right. I might need her to stand by. Get her somewhere safe preferably out of any danger at least for the time being. Or at the very least keep her computer safe. She's clear to stay with you for now but when we're able to get that feed, well need her somewhere secure. She can't keep an eye on you from all angles if she has to watch her own ass can she?"
"Just try and send it to any devices you can," Dayva stated. "Try sending it to my PDA. I'll see if I can find a way to make it work."
"We won't let her be by herself," Jackson stated. "If she has to be idle at any point, we're going to cover her ass. Aint that right, Okwari?" The younger man nodded in silence. "How can Ada Wong be alive? I thought she was killed in Lanshiang?" Barry asked. "The report of her as KIA was a little too soon. Agent Redfield saw her get shot. With a Rifle of that caliber I'm not sure just how she survived myself but if there's even a chane she is alive and she was here two weeks ago then she's behind this. If you can get a hold of the hostiles who killed Agent Reyes, you'll need to interrogate them to see if they know who Ada Wong is."
"Yeah well...that wouldn't be the first time people thought she got killed. If what we read in the Kennedy Report is true," Dayva stated. "That all sounds suspicious to me," Elias said. "Ex Umbrella agent. Gets killed in Raccoon but then she's alive anyway and then she gets killed in 2013? Something fishy is going on there."
"Yeah well unless we encounter here here, it's not our problem. Ada will show her face somewhere and we'll be on her. She's not getting away with terrorism. Part of me does hope she is here though. All though Chris is the one who should get to kill her," Barry stated. "Then again, it's better if she stands trial for her crimes. From Albert Wesker to Alex, it seems like we always have to kill the bioterrorists but just once I'd like to bring one of these bastards in."
Just then, several rounds were sounded off and Elias took a few rounds in the chest. "Contact!" Yelled Jackson letting his Rifle fire off. There were three shooters. Barry was not sure if they were the sme ones who killed Agent Reyes but they were still hostiles. Kateri rushed to help Elias up. He was protected by the vest but grimiaced from the force. Velasquez fired his Spas 12 hitting one of the shooters who was at medium range from him. He hit the man in the legs, the last tearing into his left knee cap and the rest of the blast tore into his right shin.
The man was wearing a suit it looked like as were the other shooters. Dayva managed to hit another with at least six rounds from her Assault Rifle.
The man tried to fire on heer but the Korean BSAA agent fired seven more rounds.
Kiya took the last shooter out with shots in the hea. Maxwell approached the wounded shooter and kicked his weapon away. "Who are you working for?!" The blonde demanded. Wilson covered her as did Thurston. The man smiled wickedly. "The person who told me to give you this..."
He pulled something from his jacket and tossed it at them. Thurston fired his Assault Rifle into the man's face. Barry yelled, "Hit the ground!" He suspected it was a grenade but as it went off he realized it wasn't a frag. As yellow smoke started to come out, Wilson cried, "Are they trying to suffocate us? Fall back!" Thurtson suddenly started coughing as did Maxwell. The two agents went down. The others soon started to drop. Barry tried to get up but the fumes from whatever this was filled his nostrils , a sour odor and the air was choked from his lungs. He collapsed face first as the world span around him.
Carlos
He got his team mates ready. He looked at each of them.
The first of them was Perry Giantos, a Caucasian male with a Mediterranean ancestry olive skin and blue eyes. He stood at five ten. He was their mechanic. He was thirty and from Chicago originally. The second team member was Peter Otistoko. He was of Kanienkehaka and Oneida ancestry and had light brown skin, brown hair, and brown eyes and short hair. He was thirty three years old, the older brother of Kateri who was also a BSAA agent. He was their team medic and stood at six feet. The third agent was Melanie Peltier. She was a Caucasian brunette and quite attractive with light brown hair and blue eyes. She stood at five foot nine. She was their techie. She was thirty seven year years old. She was from Springfield Illinois.
The team Sniper was an African American male of five foot eleven with light skin and a shaved head. His name was Alvin Smith. Originally from Shreveport, Loiusiana, he was initisally a music producer but he had left it when it was not what he expected it to be. The fifth BSAA agent was a Caucasian male from Norway.
His name was Lars Brevic. He was six foot four with brownish hair that was nearly graying. He was in his early fifties and was with the European BSAA branch. He'd initially been with the SOA and had seen combat in Terrigregea, and Edonia and China. He'd also been in Tall Oaks but by the time they'd arrived to try and help people, within half a day they'd had to pull out because the city was going to be destroyed.
He'd lost his first partner in Tall Oaks and his second in China. Before he had joined the BSAA, he was with the PST or the Norwegian Police Security Service which he'd been a part of from 1988 to 2004. In 2002 he had been involved with the arrest of a terror cell in Oslo including a raid in which three of the cell members had been killed. The sixth BSAA agent was their pilot, Fatima Abdi. She was a Lebanese American woman in her mid twenties with deep brown skin and chocolate brown hair tied in a ponytail. She stood at five six and was petite in size.
Originally from Dearborn Michigan, her family had mostly been in the automobile industry. She was new to the BSAA and had joined the Air Force three years prior.
The seventh BSAA member was a Caucasian woman from the European branch, a German woman with blonde hair and blue eyes at five seven. She was forty years old and had been one of the first members of the European branch shortly after the BSAA's founding. She had been part of the effort to take back Terrigregrea where she';d watched four ofher team mates die as a result of Hunters. Of all of the B.O.W's she hated them the most.
The eighth was a woman of African American and Puerto Rican descent. Her name was May Garcia She was from Valencia California originally and stood at five foot five with dark brown hair and eyes.
Her cousin was the ninth BSAA agent a woman named Deana Garcia from Chicago Illinois. Deana was of Mexican and Puerto Rican descent and stood at five three. Both were beautiful but Deana was younger by a couple of years. The tenth BSAA agent was Renji Suzuki. Renji was in his mid twenties and stood at five foot eleven. His skin was a bronze color his hair black and slightly on the longer side. Originally from Okinawa, he was a veteran of Jieitai before joining.
The eleventh was Nicki Nguyen, a Vietnamese American from Seattle Washington. She was thirty years old and five foot four with jet black hair and intense brown eyes. The last BSAA member was Oliver Martin, a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian male from Australia in his early forties. He was one of the original 11 and had started the Australian branch. In 2007, he'd led a team of his own into hostile territory in Burma arresting both guerillas as well as black market dealers selling them Bioweapons. He'd been deeply horrified by what he'd seen there. In 2010, he had been in Australia when his country was the next place to face an outbreak. He'd later seen combat in Edonia and China and like too many others, lost a lot of team mates.
His background was similiar to Lars. The truth of thhe matter was despite not being willing to accept this perception of himsel, Oliver was seen as BSAA royalty. He wasn't as respected as Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine Rebecca Chambers or Barry Burton as Raccoon survivors or even Sheva Alomar as a woman who was part of killing Wesker but he was still a highly respected veteran. Carlos felt that despite his own background in paramilitary forces in his homeland, and his time with the UBCS and his knowledge of how that had worked, he felt as though he should not be running things in this team and that instead Lars or Oliver should but the truth was after all they had seen despite wanting to do their job, they wanted no part of leadership.
Carlos felt that despite his own background in paramilitary forces in his homeland, and his time with the UBCS and his knowledge of how that had worked, he felt as though he should not be running things in this team and that instead Lars or Oliver should but the truth was after all they had seen despite wanting to do their job, they wanted no part of leadership.
The burden was too heavy for them.
"All right. We''re deep in hostile territory. Technically we only have limited operational ability here based on what the president and their national security agreed upon but they do have an outbreak here and it's gotten out of hand. The police are overwhelmed and they aren't able to do much to protect the civilians and their military and security forces are already preoccupied with Anubis insurgents. Bear in mind we might run into some of them. They're believed to be the cause of this outbreak because of a black market deal. We're here to stop them and to try and find Trevor Collins and arrest him. Comprende?"
"Aye, Capytain," Stated Peter. "Loud and clear, Cap," Stated Alvin. Lars nodded. "Ja,"
The black market dealer, Trevor Collins had been an employee of White Umbrella and had done serious research back in Raccoon City as well as the Arklay Mountains. Despite helping with some of what went on at the Spencer Mansion in the summer of 98' he had not been present in Raccoon City by the time the nuke destroyed the city. Collins had been one of many Umbrella employees who had not only lost their jobs but in his case, had been investihgated pending criminal charges.
He was supposed to be in a black site prison and he had for at least ten years but some time ago, had escped. This had been problematic for Uncle Sam as this site was ot supposed to exist and neither was he anymore given what he had been implicated in but by expressing concern that he had escaped they had therefore acknowledged not only his current existance but also the existance of the black site.
Because of this, Carlos and his team mates as well as anybody else who might be involved including DSO agents who perhaps my have been asked to assist in this, all had to sign a nondisclosure agreement.
"Okay...we're going after a very dangerous man. He was never prone to violence during his time with Umbrella but since then he has allied himself in dealings with various terrorist groups all over the world. He's been arrested before but somehow he escaped and has so far eluded capture. We're here to change that. I can't promise we'll all make it out of this but if we stick together, work together and keep our heads we have a higher chance," Carlos said addressing each team mate.
Little did he knw this would be one of the most trtying missions of his life.
Chris
He headed outside to search for the BSAA agents. "Do you really think they're not okay, Chris?" She whispered. "I don't want to take that chance. Remember the mansion. If it was that bad with only five of us getting out of there, I don't want to see a repeat of that. Or Kijuju or Edonia or Lanshiang."
"I know...I just don't think you and Jill should be fighting. You both want the same thing."
"I know. I just...this last year hasn't been easy, you know? Anyway...what about you? Are you holding up all right?"
She smiled. "It's been crazy. Joining the BSAA. What we did back in Australia.. and Piers..."
"Yeah I know. It was. I...still miss him. I'm glad to have you on board with us though."
"I'm glad too, Chris. You and Jill started a good organization. You've always made a great team. That's why I don't like to see you two fight. We're supposed to all be a family. I want us to ge along because we're all we've got. None of us have anything you can call normal relationships, with each other or anybody else. Except Barry and even that has had bumps in the road. We're bound together by what we went through."
"I know...I just...things have happened. I wanted me and her to be close again after what happened in Africa and we started to be but then they had to run so many tests on her just to make sure she wouldn't go back to what she was like with the P30 and then on top of that I had to go back to my missions. We used to be so close...and now it just seems like we're drifting apart."
"Give it time. It heals all wounds. Or at least makes it hurt a little less. Jiull went through a lot of trauma being under Wesker's control and you did in Europe and Asia."
"I can still do my job. What happened with Piers...it was hard and I'm still not over it but I have to move on. Jobs are like this especially our job. It's a war and unfortunatley good men die in war. I just want to make sure this doesn't needlessly happen here. I was tough on my new team mates because I wanted them to be better than my team in Europe. But now I might have pushed them too hard. They have expirience but not as much as we do."
Chris, we already had expirience before the BSAA even existed. We can't expect people that are new to this fight to have the same notches under their belt as us but they're oing the best that they can."
Up ahead they heard automatic fire. Chris readied his handgun suspecting it was one of his team mates. He ran to where it was going on. He saw Thomas Reiner bleeding from cuts on his face and he gritted through bloody teeth as he fired his Handgun with one hand and used his knife to fend off zombies with the other.
He tossed a grenade at a group of zombies but he didn't realize Chris and Rebecca weren't far from it. Redfield aw it just as he threw it. "Shit! Get down!" Chris cried tackling Rebecca covering the smaller younger woman with his body mass. The explosion went off and killed four zombies and the fragments had also dismembered two more. Reiner walked up and finished the last two with a head shot. He saw Rebecca and CHris on the ground and he said, "Captain? Agent Chambers? You all right?"
"Yeah...no thanks to you. You almost killed us."
"I'm sorry, Cap. It was an accident. Look, I got seperated from the rest of the team. Keith and Quint looked like they were in trouble too. I thought Jessica and Parker were coming to help too. I saw Kravic and Jane but we got seperated. It's a real mess in here. Where's Jill and Sheva? That Sheva's kindz cute," He said with a grin, always light hearted even in serious situations despite usually having a tough looking exterior and a serious face. They went to take a breather in a clothing store which Thomas had cleverly barricaded from the zombies.
"They stayed behind. They wanted to come u with a plan and strategize. But every second counts. Listen, I don't want to give you the impression that I don't have confidence in you and the rest of the team. It isn't that. I've just seen a lot and I've lost a lot of people."
"I appreciate that, Chris. I lost a lot of team mates in the war far as I'm concerned, this is just another war. A worse one, I might add. At least when a religious fanatic shot you in the ass you didn't become one of them."
"What about the survivors? We thought some of them had barricadsed themselves in the mall and we heard and saw evidence some people are left alive in here. Did you encounter any of them?"
"Yeah. Warren and Jane said they encountered a few stragglers holed up in some department store but that was about a half hour ago. We got seperated by a herd. Last time I talked to Jane , Cameron, Warren, or Raven for that matter, they encountered something and I heard gunfire. I tried to ask them what it was but I didn't get a response. I'm worried whatever it was might have got them."
Chris asked him, "Where's your Rifle?"
"Dropped in when I was running from the herd. I took as many of those rotten motherfuckers down as I could but there was just too many of them. I did see a couple of survivor fighting them off but by the time I was close enough to do anything, the B.O.W's were already all over them. I gotta be honest guys. If there was a time for any of us to come in and try and help the survivors it would have been a couple hours ago."
"Duely noted, but that's your opinion. And no m,atter how many or how little survivors we find, we still have a duty to try and help them," Rebecca shot back. "Plus we need to find our team mates."
Just then, they heard a loud screeching sound. "What the fuck.,.." Thomas cried out. "Thart;s one of those things they said they encountered..." He cried out as he spotted what looked like a humanoid woman but upon closer examiation Chris saw it didn't look anything like a normal human. It looked like a mix between a person and a bird. An owl.
It had skin in its face resembling that of a woman but aside from this, it didn't. It looked like a giant owl or even a crow its eyes glowing red like fire. It's limbs were more like that of a human as it had arms and legs but instead of fingernails and ordinary hands, it had what looked like razor sharp talons. It had on clothes but its obvious feathers were showing through the rips in the fabric.
The thing let out a demonic screech and Chris saw to his horror, the corpse of a nine year old Caucasian girl with brown hair, and blue eyes her mouth stuck in an eternal scream of horror. It had taken a hue bite out of her neck and stomach and had pieces of her entrails in its bloody talons. Now upon seeing Chris, Rebecca and Thomas it had its eyes set on a larger snack. Chris fired upon it as did Rebecca and Thomas.
"Fall back!" Cried Chris in a panic as it came towards them, the cannibalistic human and bird hybrid ready to try an disembowel them.
It screeched and came charging at them even as round after round hit its feathered chest.
Barry
He woke up groggy. "What...what the hell..."
He looked to see all his weapons but his Handgun were missing. He looked to his side to see Kateri and he checked her to see if she was okay. "What...what happened?" She asked as she sat up. "I don't know...but my guns are gone. Well most of them. Yours are too."
"Captain..."
He could hear Dayva's voice on the headset. "Agent Sun are you okay?"
"Yeah...I'm with Elias but I don't know where the others are."
He heard Elias say, "That's weird. Cause Montoya is accounted for...Kiya too...but...I don't see Agent Maxwell."
Kateri said, "Wilson? Thurston? Coughlin?"
Kiya added, "I don't see Jackson either. I have Kateri with me. This is...really weird..." The African agent paused then said, "Why did they take all our weapons except the pistols?"
"I don't know," Barry stated. "The one thing that is for sure is that somebody is watching us. I'm putting my money on Neo Umbrella. Maybe even the Family," Just then, they heard gunshots and a scream. Barry got up and started running to where it was. Barry aimed his Handgun at a zombie twenty yards away. He fired hitting the next one with four rounds in the chest and the next round hit it in the right eyebrow.
Barry ran forward discharging two more in the stomach of the next and followed up with a face shot and he ran up giving it a haymaker. He followed up with a stomp. The round had already hit it in the nose and as he brought his boot down, the sickening crunching splat of cartilage popped in the air. He heard Kiya's voice. "Captain! I see Samantha!" He heard automatic fire and Montoyo yelled, "We got hostiles at 3! Over by Central Terminal! Makai Of Japan!"
Barry told them, "Keep em pinned!" He ran forward and said, "Elias, Dayva! Converge on their position!"
He arrived to the area where they were. Kiya discharged five rounds hitting one of the insurgents who was dragged away to cover by one of his comrades but not before firing his AK wildly at her.
He spotted Samantha fighting one of the insurgents hand to hand. It looked like she was getting the advantage over him until he stepped back retrieving a combat knife from his belt and he swung it slashing the blonde's right right and followed up with a stabbing motion. She screamed as the blade hit bone.
"CAPTAIN!" She cried. The man standing in front of her with the machete yelled, "Bhavaanh ichchha ne shaamyati Brahmanda-nirmana!" With that, he slit Samantha Maxwell's throat ear to ear. Blood sprayed from her wound like a faucet and her blue eyes widened in disbelief never truly accepting her untimely demise her mouth opened as if to cry out but rather than a sound, blood poured out.
"No!" Yelled Barry firing at the man who did that. He hit the man with 6 bullets but the man had on a vest and he dropped to the ground in a roll returning fire with a Skorpion. The insurgents fled the area. "DAMN IT!" Screamed Barry. He ran after them but after letting off the rest of his magazine, he stopped. "Don't go after them. They have heavier weapons than you!" Dayva cried out, "It's what we're trained for! We have to!"
"Agent Sun that's an order!" He held the bleeding Samantha in his arms. "I'm sorry..." He looked down into her eyes and he could see as the light was starting to dim, in her last moments, her fear looked exactly the same as Polly's had when she was accidentally shot. For a moment they were one and the same. Just like that, she was gone. He brushed a tear aside. The Korean agent walked off for a moment in tears.
"We still have to find Jackson, Coughlin, Wilson and Thurston..." Stated Vasquez. "If we don't, the same thing will happen to them."
"I know...I don't want to believe that but it's true..." He sighed. He took her dog tags off of her. "We can't afford to carry her with us. We're going to need reinforcements and when this town is secure, then we can leave it up to the cavalry to come and get her back."
"I don't think..." Montoyo started to say but Barry told him, "Look, I know. But we don't have a choice. It was enough of our time to leave Maria there. I hate to sound morbid but at least..at least she won't come back as one of them."
"Captain, we need to get a move on," Kiya stated. "We're sitting ducks if we just hang around here. We should be going to Captain Redfield. There might be survivors but without most of our weapons, we're not much use."
"You have a Handgun. We're BSAA. What if you didn't have a gun at all? You would have to think strategically. We're all trained for these kinds of situations. If you lose your Rifle, use your sidearm. Lose your sidearm, use your knife. Lose your knife, use your hands."
"We're not all you, Barry. We didn't all survive Raccoon City and Sushestvovanie Island. You did that practically by yourself. It wasn't any of us."
"You were still the cleanup crew in Kijuju and that was no picnic. You gotta give yourself more credit. You can do this. We can do this. As for Raccoon and Sushestvovanie, I couldn't have done it without the help of Claire, and my daughters. And Raccoon, Chris, Jill and Rebecca are the reason I survived. Outside of that, I wouldn't have. The thing is, team work is what makes it possible. Try and remember that, all right?"
Just then, Coughlin showed up. He was covered in blood head to toe and for a moment, Barry thought he'd been injured but he wasn't. He was covered in the blood of enemies. He was carrying his knife in his left hand and his sidearm in his right. "Michael. You all right?"
"Yeah...what the hell happened back there? I lost my headset. Fucking assholes...who the hell hit us with laughing gas?"
"I have no idea. I think it's Neo Umbrella. Or the Family but they were dressed a little informally. They...killed Samantha..."
Kija turned to Elias. "You should go talk to her,"
"Oh really? What makes you think I'd be any comfort at all?" Asked the man with a sneer. "You probably wouldn't. Truth is, you're an asshole. But for whatever reason, Dayva doesn't think so. We all love her but it would mean more coming from you. We can't afford to fuck around."
Elias snorted, "Sure. But just so we're clear? I do my job and I don't give a shit if you like me. Truth is, I don't like you either. But I do my job. I've covered your ass and everyone else's like I'm supposed to. This is a mission to stop B.O.W.'s. Not a popularity contest. So with all due respect, kiss my ass."
The African agent glared at him.
Elias went after her and said, "Hey...Dayva...we can't stay around here. The undead will be back."
"It doesn't matter," She sniffed. "They're everywhere. None of us are going to make it out of here."
He sighed. "Hey. Look at me..." He uncomfortablly was silent a moment but then said, "Okay, you know how a lot of people in war movies they think they're going to make it and they don't?" She nodded brushing her tears away. "That's bullshit," He said. "The people who know they are going to make it are the ones who do make it. But if you're telling yourself you won't, that's already a defeat."
She crossed her arms defensivley. "What about people that thought they would make it and were killed? That wasn't just in the movies, Eli. My grandfather's brother was killed in the Chinese Spring Offensive by a Soviet Mig and he thought he would make it."
"I'm sorry...but there's a difference between thinking you will and knowing you will. Look..just...tell yourself you'll make it and you will."
She sniffed. "I hope you're right. You probably think I'm weak., right?"
"No. Not at all. We need to get back with the others though."
Barry looked to the two of them and asked, "You okay, Dayva?" She nodded. "Yes sir," Kiya sent almost an unaplogetic smile Elias's way and he gave her nothing but a cold scowl and turned away. "Before we move on, I need to know where you were, Michael. And have you seen Thurston, Wilson or Jackson?"
"No sir, not since before I was gassed."
"All right...shit...we need to move out. We've already been here longer than we need to be. We need to be heading out to where Chris is...but it's not safe just yet to go anywhere until we get rid of these B.O.W.'s. There could still be survivors out here. Tourists who just came here to visit the North West. They don't deserve this. None of them do."
"Captain, I can't get a hold of HQ. Or Redfield's team," Stated Michael. "And for whatever reason, I wasn't able to reach any of you either. Somebody is fucking with us, Barry. Making sure we can't talk to the outside or each other. Can't find Thurston or Wilson either."
"All right...before we make our way out of here and rendezvous at the mall, we need to find or weapons. And the rest of our team."
Ada
She was observing from the roof top of a mosque. She knew it would be considered disrespectful by the locals if they knew she rapelled up there but for now they didn't. And tnheir delicate sensibilities as far as customs would have to take a back seat because now they were facing an outbreak and they were doing even worse about defending themselves from it than Edonia and Lanshiang had and by far worse than Tall Oaks yet still somewhat beter than Kijuju. But it was early yet.
She wore a black leather skirt and blouse staring down at the city. She had her eyes on some of the carriers. They were zombies and she watched them from her binoculars. She rappelled down to the street. She had a job to do. There was said to be a new virus on the market and Anubis had gotten their hands on it. She had her crossbow as well as her Mac-11 and for a Handgun, a Punisher.
She made her way down seeing the carriers attacking civilians were knives, as well as various farming tools. She watched with disgust as she was too late to stop, as a middle eastern woman in a niquab had her lothes ripped exposing her face as well as her arms and shoulder as the carriers started to stab her.
One attacked her bludgeoning her again and again with a plow. Ada fired her crossbow at the creature that had done this hitting a man in the back. The man had been of Kurdish descent standing at five nine with curly black hair, and thick black eyebrows that were nearly a unibrow. He wore a beige sweater and dirty brown jeans. He cried out in pain as the bolt hit him and he turned to try and face her but she fired another into his neck promptly finishing him off.
She aimed at another, this man, of Arab descent, wearing a gold t shirt and white pants. She hit him in the face and his head exploded. She knew that meant bad news as she backed up but she turned her attention on the ones who were still coming towards her. She fired hitting a female carriers, a woman who's hair was covered but her face showing wearing a black hijab. She charged at Ada with a machete but Ada struck her directly in her left breast. She screeched with rage and pain but Ada fired again hitting her with a bolt between the eyes.
Ada remembered she had pipe bombs as the others started to come towards her. She attached one to her crossbow firing at a seven man group of carriers coming towards her. These things were definitely different from the Majinini in Kijuju, the J'avo in Lanshiang or the Ganados in Spain. The woman who's head she had destroyed started to mutate rising once again. Her body began to mutate and smoke not so different from the way the J'avo had when they mutations varied person to person with different levels of trauma.
Her skin started to melt and she sprouted a new head and her clothes began to burn off. It began to become scaly and to Ada her appearance started to resemnble that of a dragon. She fired the crossbow again hitting the woman in the forehead but she kept coming. She used her grapple gun to hookshot herself away from the woman back up onto the mosque roof wher she proceeded to rain fire from both Mac-11's on the woman. The thinh screeched with rage.
She spotted two menm firing at her from below. They were most likely security forces or police. They fired on the woman with Assault Rifles emptying them but the thing breathed fire at them. She didn't know what to call the thing as its body contued smoking engulfing the two men in flames so she just assumed it was a dragon even if that wasn't what it was. Except it begamn to fly as it had sprouted wings.
She unloaded her Mac further at it as it began to come up scaling the side of the building after flying up by abut halfway. She hook shot her way back down to the street as it came after her. She spotted the two polce officers were still rolling around in flames. "IFRIT! IFRIT!" Yelled one of the as the flames ate away at the flesh from his face. She readied the ppe bomb on one of her bolts and fired at it hitting it in the throat. The red light flashed as the bolt penetrated its skin.
Before long there was an explosion and she saw it had weakened it taking off what had been part of its right hand but what now resembled more of a vestigial appendage. She fired another not wasting time. The second explosion went off soon after taking a chunk of the mdragon humanoid's face with it. She also readied her Punisher and fired a fatalshot to the face of one of the officers. The other had fallen and was still screaming but she told him, "I know you cn't understand me, but rest easy. Your pain is over."
She pulled the trigger finishing him as well with a mercy jkilling but there was still the dragon to deal with. Or Ifrit as they had called it. She fired her Mac-11's remaining rounds sweeping it across its face It tried to throw flames her way but she used her hook shot to put her at a further distance from it. It cae harging at her stiol;She fired a crossbow bolt agaiun and this time it was at the roogf of the mosque as the thing was coming towards her.
The explosion was deafening and large chunks of rubble came down pinning the thing. It had been a lucky shot but it would have to be good enough. She reloaded the two automatic weapons and aimed into its skull. She fired until it stopped twitching and until the sparking flashes from the muzzle followed up with the storm of rounds hitting the things skull like wasps from a hornet's next, as blood and gray matter folowed along with chunks of skull as the rounds tore into it, she knew it was done.
She hook shotted her way back up to the roof again and this time she spotted something interesting through her binnoculars. Or rather someone. "Leon..." She said with a smirk. "We've really got to stop meeting like this."
I've been thinking it over
And I know just what to do
I've been thinking it over
And I know I just can't trust myself
I'm a Gypsy prince
Covered with diamonds and jewels
But then my lover exposes me
I know I'm just a damn fool
I give what I've got to give
I give what I need to live
I give what I've got to give
It's important if I wanna live
I wanna live
I want to live my life
I wanna live
I want to live my life
As I load my pistol
Of fine German steel
I never thought I'd be so down and out
Having my last meal
But I know I can do it
It just took a few years
As I execute my killer The morning is near
That's it for this chapter I'm sorry I took so long to update but I been busy and I just finished the war ends now so i had writers block after finishing a story an there was kind of a void too. Plus i've got a birthday coming up soon so I'll be dealing with that. In any case, it is finally up and now that TWEN is done, I can focus more time and energy into this.
If you hadn't figured it out, Peter is the older brother of Kateri from Barry's team. So that's the end of Maxwell. What do you think happened to Thurston and Wilson? I know this has a lot of OC's but evn Resident Evil is trying to bring more characters about than just the classics and sometimes it works other times it doesn't.
The reference Chris made abouyt Australia is a reference to the upcoming Resident Evil movie which will have Chris, Rebecca, Leon and Piers. I don't feel too bad about making up a villain who is a black market dealer either seeing as the Resident Evil movies the animation/game ones use it and frankly to m that represents true Resident Evil rather than the shitty ones with Alice. Look if you like Alice, fine if you like the movie, fine I don't and what my mm as well as some of my friends who are not gamers but who like the movies don't get is that the movies are terrible at being true to the story.
I don't expect it to be exactly the same but the thing is, why couldn't it be that an actual canon character from the game is the protagonist instead of having stupid Mary Sue Alice? All the most awesome characters from Chris to Barry to Jill and Claire and Ada and Leon have all become secondary to Alice and it is a fucking travesty. One guy on youtubes trailer for the last RE movie expressed my own sentiments exactly. He's glad thsis is the last one so that the RE movies can get a proper reboot. I heard there would be a show idk if it's tru. I have my own ideas of dream cast for who should play who.
Me and Zilla agree that the guy who plays Bobby from Supernatural would make the best Barry. But some say a show or even a reboot would suck maybe but not as much as the movies that exist now. Even if you think they will suck, the thing is it doesn't have to suck it can be written in a way that is enjoyable and movies like Damnation and Degeneration prove that. It doesn't have to be a game storyline to be enjoyable.
I normaly don't use the fictiomnal guns of Resident Evil in stories as I like to keep it realistic but Ada's Punisher was pretty cool in RE 4. I like the Punisher and Blacktail. Sue it's not the most powerful but it beats the hell out of the pistol you started with.
And as for Jake finding the Rifle that he did I wanted him to have a secondary weapon and I wanted a shotgun for him but a lot of these Anubis insurgents wqould probably get their guns off the Iraqi army after killing soldiers and while I didn't see many if even any shotguns listed the Lee Enfield works for a secondary weapon. Beats only having a Handgun. Despite a lot of these dead bodies of people who had weapons not having ammo, I mean i admit I am kind of guity of a pet peeve of mine in games as i showed here so even while i hate it I just repeated it. It's where your enemies can fire on you and have seemingly unlimited ammo but when you kill them if they got an Assault Rifle, they have maybe thirty rounds for 5.56.
Look realistically nobody's ammo is unlimited and I'm fine with villains having a certain amount of ammo when you loot their bodies but don't give them an endless supply. Unless we're supposed to believe that up until you kill them, they had more ammo on them and they used it up shooting you? It still doesn't make a whole lot of sense though.
I know you all wanted to see Moir and Claire again and you will next chapter. Like I said I have more time I can devote to this.
As for the creature Chris and Rebecca faced that is based on the Tah-tah-kle'-ah or Owl Woman of the Yakama tribe, a cannibalistic hybrid creature mixed between woman and owl. There was said to be five of them but hell Resident Evil likes makig creatures out of Greek myths so I figured why not use regional tribal legends as well? I used the stonecoat in TWEN from my people and it will be featured here later on but I also wanted to incorporate something from a NW tribal culture since that is where they are now.
As for the creature Ada fought that was based on the Ifrit style of Jinn if you watched True Blood you'll see what they are. I mean I kinda hated that storyline but it was kinda fitting at the same time for an Ifrit to burn soldiers up. So I guess i hated and loved that arc. Hate maybe only cause it was dragged out and also the way they killed Terry off in True Blood was such bullshit same with Tara for that matter. I'll feature images on my profile for how I intend each of these to look so that you, the readers can check it out. But it'll need to be later cause I'm tired as hell and wanted to hammer this out before I went down.
Christopher Heyerdahl is the visual basis for Lars. Proof from D12 is somewhat the basis of Alvin's character. As for others, well I don't know I'll have to get back to you on that. Maybe Rodney Grant for Peter idk.
The language spoken between Malik and his uncle and mother was the yezidi language or Yezidi Kurdish all though Yezidis and mainstream Kuds hate each other because Yezidi are pagan while Kurds are mostly Muslims and Yezidis view Kurds as traitors for joining Islam forsaking their pagan roots and siding with the Arabs in their religious war against the pagan minority of Iraq and Syria.
As far as Barry and his team getting gassed and then losing their weapons I wanted them to have less weapons so they'd be less at an advantage despite their numbers and it should be obvious they are being watched. But by who?
And this titles chapter was based on I Wanna Live by The Ramones. The song seems to reference both wanting to survive yet also the temptation of suicide and I thought it fit the tone since they're all trying to live through their missions. It isn't that any of them are suicidal per say like in the song but you might say the mission itself is a suicide mission.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed. Until next time.