Plague of Darkness
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Ada
"Wesker…it's not here. I can't find any information on where the sample could be." Ada lifted her radio up to her ear and waited for her boss' reply. She was in Mendez's room sifting through some paper in his desk. This man was popular, and had received a lot of letters and notices from Saddler giving him instructions to carry out certain tasks. Placing the President's daughter in a safe location was already complete.
"Ada, my sources have just confirmed that it should be below the floorboards in the house, somewhere in a closed chest. It's included in the Chief's father's will. It seems like it's the last sample of the virus. Mendez apparently has super human strength. If he's inside that house you, be careful. I'm out." Wesker cut the line from his end. Ada stuck the radio back on her belt, and sighed. Where in the house could it be?
"...We have an American Agent here…" Ada slowly walked to the door of the bedroom, and edged into the hallway. It was clear. There was the distinct sound of glassware clinking and the sound of people eating. A smell of roast mutton, potatoes, and gravy filled the air, and Ada's mouth began to water. She hadn't had food in about twenty four hours. She would pick something from the remains.
She pressed her back against the wall and slowly moved towards the stairs. At the bottom she could see the enormous figure of a bald man with a huge beard sitting at the head of the table. A more high-pitched voice joined his. Ada couldn't understand very much of their Spanish.
Her eyes caught a glimpse of something looking at her. It was a picture of what she guessed was Mendez, staring back at her without smiling at all. Ada walked up to the picture, and checked the date it was painted. There was no date. She holstered her gun and grabbed both sides of the painting and lifted it off the wall. There was an old space full of dust and spiders. Ada blew into the space and held her hand over her mouth as the dust came back at her. She sneezed.
"Did you hear something?" came the high-pitched voice from downstairs. Mendez said nothing, but stood up, and slowly began to head towards the stairs. Ada reached in and moved her hand around to find some kind of box. She found one. She quickly grabbed it and ran back into Mendez's room. She lightly closed the door and locked it, and then ran into the closet beside the desk she had been sifting through, and locked herself inside.
Mendez kicked the door to his room open with one foot, and then stormed inside, looking for the intruder. Ada had forgotten to move the picture to its original place, as well as she had forgotten to put the papers back in the desk. Ada could hear the Chief's breathing, slow and deep. She could feel his anger almost. She pressed the box to her body as she waited.
"…I smell someone here Salazaar." A sound of small footsteps entered the room, as well as a high-pitched laugh that followed.
"Yes…so do I Bitoros. The intruder is somewhere in here…but it doesn't matter. The Los Ganados will manage to get it once it breaks free." Mendez threw up his hands in protest.
"It found the location of the sample." Salazaar froze for a second, and let out another high-pitched laugh.
"It is in my Castle…they will not be able to get it from my hands. It is safe Mendez…do not be alarmed. Saddler is impressed with our work, and we just need to keep up our progress. Now come, let us have a good meal to eat." Mendez huffed, and then left the room. Ada's heart skipped a beat as the door closed. She waited for the man's huge steps to go down the stairs, and then she quietly slipped out of the wardrobe and locked the door to the room. She sat on the bed, and blew the dust off the old box. She gently placed her hands on the sides and lifted up the cover.
It seemed that it was a will. The old crumpled paper seemed to have burn marks all over it, and was ripped in various places. It smelt like moth balls. Ada gently opened the paper, and read it.
To my dearly beloved family members,
It is I, Bitoros Mendez II, have passed away by the time you have read this. I have led a good life, full of riches and laughter, dreams and hope, good and bad. Working for the Salazaar Family was a great experience for all of us, as well as developing Las Plagas. I have left enough money to last you for the rest of your lives.
To my son, Bitoros III, I leave to you the position and house of The Village Chief. When you come of age you will have to be injected with Las Plagas, as I was as well. Hopefully you will not have to suffer the side effects my son. One of the three last samples is in the Salazaar Caslte, on the hill. Report there for you duty son.
The rest of the letter was blurred and spotted with ink marks, as well as blood. Ada placed the letter back inside the box, and placed it under the bed. Her next stop, was the castle. She opened a window above the desk and then reached out for one of the grooves from the roof. She then grabbed it and hefted herself onto the roof. She climbed out of site as Leon climbed the stairs.
Leon
Who was that man? Luis Serra…Madrid? Never heard of him…
Pistol aimed, safety off, Leon climbed the stairs to what looked like some kind of house, and slowly made his way to a sturdy door. There was a glass ball in the middle that had some kind of symbol turned to the side. Leon touched it, and it moved slightly. There was the same insignia beside the glass ball.
I see…
Leon rotated the glass ball and found that the insignia looked quite a lot like the dragonfly look alike on the side. He rotated it, and found that it was the same insignia. He stepped back, and the door opened in front of him. Leon aimed his pistol, and walked inside. It was clear, accept for an open window and some papers on the desk. Nothing moved. Leon edged to the door of the room, and heard a high pitched voice. He opened the door a crack.
"RRRRAAAGGGHHH!" Leon turned and saw a hand reach for his neck, squeezing his windpipe. He struggled for breath as the man lifted him up, expressionless. He looked into his eyes as Leon gasped for air, scratching at the man's hands. The man didn't move for a moment, then he threw him down. Leon grabbed at his throat, coughing and gasping for air.
"It appears that you have the same blood us as," rumbled the man, "But nevertheless, if you become unpleasant to our eyes, you will face severe consequences." The man looked up, and then just walked into the bedroom. Leon got up, still trying to regain the air that he had lost.
"What…? Same blood?"
Ada
Ada looked in the direction of the house as she began to run, when suddenly she heard a gunshot come from the room. Leon was in trouble. She ran to the side of the house and pulled out her grapple gun. She shot it up and it clipped onto the roof. She pulled the trigger and she rose to the window's level.
Leon
It hurts…
The man was crushing Leon with his shoe, grinding it into Leon's wet suit. Leon's teeth clenched as he tried to control his pain. Suddenly, two shots broke the glass from the window. The man turned around. Through half closed eyes, Leon could see a woman outside of the window wearing a red dress.
Huh?
Ada
Ada pulled the trigger as the chief ran towards her. She sprung up onto the roof and the chief jumped through the window. She quickly holstered her grapple gun, and then waited for Leon to leave the room. She could hear his breathing. He stood in there for a second, and then left the room. Suddenly, her radio began to beep.
"Ada here."
"This is Wesker. Did you find the location of the sample?"
"Yes. I'm heading there now."
"Alright. Ada…I found out about the American Agent. If he gets in your way, terminate him." Ada looked away, and saw Leon exiting the house from the front. She got down onto her knees.
"Yes sir."
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