Chapter 22: The Truth
Leon knocked back the last remaining pills he'd received from Ada, he struggled to swallow them with no water, but hacking a little he pressed on.
His gut instinct was telling him he was getting closer to his main objective from the looks of the place; many empty labs with large water containers, surely Piers wasn't far off.
He couldn't help but think of Claire and of her well-being, they'd split up hours ago and with the luck he'd had he hoped she hadn't received the same.
A noise not far caught his attention, it was the sound of someone trying to break glass, but it wasn't going too well from the dull thuds.
Leon chose to grin and bear the pain and ran at full speed through the empty laboratories and into one large one where he skidded to a halt, not believing his eyes.
"Ada?" He asked confused; there she stood in all her beautiful glory at a glass chamber with an axe in hand, hammering away at the incredibly thick glass. It was only when Leon walked closer to her, did he realize Piers within.
Was she trying to get him out?
"L-Leon..." She stammered turning quickly and grabbing her gun pointing it at his head. 'Just like every encounter we have...' She thought to herself sadly.
"What are you doing?"
She gave a half smile and shook her head.
"My job."
Their path was blocked a corridor down; some of the roof had caved in, and not having any other option Sherry and Jake double backed, back to the room from before in total silence.
The ashes of the J'avo Jake killed still remained on the floor as they passed, once again making a pang in his heart, Sherry seemed to sense his unease and squeezed his hand in reassurance.
"Where did he go?" Jake blurted immediately when they walked into the lab, finding the scientist gone, and bloody footsteps leading down and out the stairwell.
"I thought you killed him." Sherry exclaimed worried, her eyes darted about the room for unseen foes, while tightening her grip on Jake's hand.
"I did." He snorted, "But it's never easy is it?"
"I... I guess not." Sherry sighed.
"Here Supergirl, take this." Jake told her, giving her his handgun with plenty of ammo, the two hadn't searched for her equipment since their intentions had been to leave.
Sherry nodded her thanks, when they took delicate steps across the room she couldn't help but look over her shoulder at the metal bed and shudder. 'If Jake hadn't saved me...'
"Come on." Jake whispered with a dark frown taking his first footstep down the blooded steps into the connecting room which turned out to be a medium sized prep room with many microscopes, microscope slides and blood samples in test tubes sitting in a rotating rack to keep the blood from congealing. Only a few computers occupied the room, one where the keyboard was askew and blood prints covered it.
Jake was curious about this, 'Why this computer specifically? Letting go of Sherry's hand without thinking, he moved closer to the screen.
Varying programmes and graphs were on the screen some labelled S. Birkin and others P. Nivans.
The one labelled P. Nivans, was a simulation of Piers' body, rotating around in Vitruvian Man style. Small texts flashed up every now and then about what the temperature the chamber was and what it had to be, by the looks of it, it had to be exact otherwise it could threaten Piers' life.
"Well this isn't gonna be easy." Jake said aloud when Sherry appeared at his side holding her gun holsters. He looked at her questioningly to see her face lighting up as she put her arms through the straps. "You found your guns?"
Sherry smiled and handed Jake's gun back to him with a light kiss, she felt so much happier with her own arsenal.
At first, she hadn't taken in what Jake had said or was looking at until she stopped and read the screens; some the G-Virus in her blood had been extracted in a fashion and been combined with the C-Virus, however there was another element to this new concoction Umbrella had been working on that she didn't know of.
Her hand hesitated toward the bloodied keyboard, tapping a few keys another screen popped up revealing a large DNA strand swirling around named Uroboros. She gasped recognizing the name.
"Wesker..." She whispered as her mind flashed back to the reports and files she'd read from the BSAA on Jake's father, and his last endeavours.
"What?" Jake snapped.
"That virus! The Uroboros, your father created it before... Before he died. The BSAA said it had been destroyed along with Albert Wesker in 2009, although they weren't one hundred percent sure other batches of the virus hadn't been hidden."
"And you're telling me that it's here?"
"Yes, it's here... They've been combining it with my DNA and the enhanced C-Virus."
"You've got to be kidding me!" Jake exclaimed.
Sherry shook her head and looked back to the screen, and pointed.
"You see they've been at this for awhile, from looking at the dates. They coincide with when we were captured in China." She stopped, and took hold of the mouse and clicked on a small tab. "They succeeded in making a new virus, and tested it... The attack on the safe house, that... that was their test."
Jake clenched his jaw tight and looked up at the ceiling.
"So it was the new virus they were infected with."
"Yes, though by the looks of it they weren't happy with the result of the outbreak."
"Very good Miss Birkin."
Sherry and Jake spun around quickly at the new voice; the scientist who Jake had supposedly killed was standing in another doorway not far from them.
Jake growled and raised his gun, getting into his fighting stance at the same time.
Sherry whimpered a little at the sight of the man, and took a step back, the man's wound had almost healed, only a small hole remained.
"I shot you, why aren't you dead?" Jake asked sharply, glancing to the small gash in his stomach.
"No, I wasn't happy with the test on your silly little safe house. The virus was not strong enough to produce a complete mutation, the only way to make the virus successful was to lure you here Sherry, you are the key." He laughed, "But you willingly wandered into my nest." The man continued as if Jake hadn't spoken at all. "The attack in the room with the Progenitor virus was meant to wound you enough to knock you out so we could grab you and bring you back here, to the lab... but with Muller's incessant will to survive and determination to protect you, it was trickier than planned. So we let you escape, knowing full well you'd return."
"So all this was planned?" Jake shouted as his anger began to rise.
"Piers!" Sherry shouted, her voice cracking slightly. "Why's Piers here?"
"Ah, Nivans. He is the foundation of the new virus."
"That doesn't explain anything, asshole" Jake retorted, only to be ignored again.
"And the Uroboros, was just a mere concept to see what would happen when we combined the virus' together, but unexpectedly it merged wonderfully with both, creating the virus you have already witnessed. Call it, a preview if you will."
"This asshole loves to talk." Jake muttered quietly to Sherry, before pulling the trigger of his handgun, shooting the Umbrella Scientist in the arm.
The man staggered backwards and laughed manically, proving he was a lunatic.
"Why is Sherry the key?!" Jake yelled, getting ready to pull the trigger again.
"D-d-do you ever shut up M-m-muller?" The man asked, a smile crept onto his face behind the mask he continued to wear, the blood from his arm poured out dying his already bloodied lab coat a dark shade of red, his voice was almost familiar to Jake.
"Not really." Jake smirked, pulling the trigger again; this time missing as the Scientist dodged.
"Y-y-you really need to stop doing that boy, it almost hurts."
"So are you going to tell us why you want the G-Virus, and have Piers?"
"Isn't it obvious?" The man replied angrily, "We want to continue your father and Spencer's work! Making the superior race of humanity is our future! Humanity as it is, is pathetic and weak! Virus' and diseases lesser potent that any virus we have created kill people every day! We want to create stronger beings that are resilient to everything, with a superior intellect. That is the new way! These creatures that we have accidentally created are just a stepping stone to the perfection that will soon be! They were too feeble to take our enhancements, and deserve to rot in hell!"
"So you infected good innocent people, just to see if they were 'acceptable' for your superior race shit?" Jake asked infuriated, his hands trembling from rage.
The man nodded.
"You're father and Oswell Spencer's plan was perfection, but they didn't have the resources as I do to carry out the legacy. You Jake, you would be perfect for the superior race just like your father was. If you joined me, I could give you the power to survive!"
Sherry shook her head getting annoyed with the man who almost raped her, she'd had enough of his never-ending chitchat and raised her own shotgun, but before she could pull the trigger Jake had managed to swiftly swap his handgun for his shotgun and did it for her.
For the second time the masked man flew backwards, this time into a wall, blood splattering the test tube racks beside him, and his body fell to the floor; a second hole made just above the other one.
"I am nothing... like my father." Jake smirked, tilting his head cockily watching the smoke float from the end of the barrels, and with an irritated sigh he walked slowly over to the ragged lifeless body and removed the mask.
Jake had to gasp, the man before him was a face he knew too well.
"J... Jeeves?"
"Yes." The man smiled opening his eyes that glowed yellow and sat up as though he had no injuries. Quickly he grabbed the shotgun and slanted the long double barrels to his temples. His brown hands glided up the guns barrels swiftly, his long fingers reaching for the trigger that Jake's still rested upon, and pulled hard with a coy smile.
UPDATED: 15/01/2015 - Spelling & Grammar
I told you I had a good plan for "Jeeves" ;D continue reading for his whole story! More truths, deeper plots & deception ahead.