MISSION 04
"We need to move! Now!" Kaplan said, pushing Spence forward as he dragged Rain behind him as I followed behind. Rain was glaring at me through sad filled and angry tears that were streaming down her slightly reddened but beautiful face and I found myself still staring at her when Spence and Kaplan rushed behind me to close the doors. I could faintly hear the dead banging on the doors; something told me it wouldn't hold them back for long.
I opened my mouth to speak when Rain cut me off.
"I can't fucking believe you! You shot him like it was nothing!"
"Are you serious!? He was bitten, Rain! He was going to turn no matter how much you didn't want to!" I retorted.
"Did you really hate him that much? He always saw you as a sister." Rain replied, hotly and I instantly felt guilty.
Is she serious!?
"Don't use the fucking guilt trip on me! That had nothing to do with it and you know it!" I shouted, completely ignoring the situation we were in as Kaplan and Spence looked uncomfortable.
"It looked so easy when you pulled the trigger." Her words pierced through me like ice and fire. I have killed many people before more than the entire Umbrella Commando team combined, I didn't enjoy it – I hated it but I've had blood on my hands for as long as I can remember and she had no right to judge me.
"….How dare you. You think I like being a killer? I spared him from becoming one of those things; you couldn't do it so I had too." I said, keeping my voice neutral but the tears were already gathering behind my eyes.
"He would've turned into one of them." I whispered, glaring at her. She opened her mouth to speak again but I turned away from her to look around the room. Apparently, we were in the room where One and the others were killed but noticed something strange. Where were the bodies?
"Where are the others?! And where are the bodies!?" Kaplan shouted walking back and forth, a frantic and disbelieving look on his face while I stared into the lit hallway to the Queen's Chamber.
"Don't look at me." Spence replied.
"Damn." Kaplan mumbled under his breath. Rain propped herself on one of the metal desks to examine her hand wound, every once in a while I could feel her eyes on my skin. The dead were slamming their hands and fists against the metal door, hungry for living flesh – I closed my eyes for a minute.
"Well, I'm not going to be a damn Happy Meal! We need to get out of here." Spence stated.
"Have any suggestions?"
"Whatever those things are –"
"Whatever those things are?! Lab coats, badges. It's pretty obvious what they are – those people use to work here." Kaplan cut off Spence's denial.
"All the people who worked down here are dead." Rain commented, vacantly.
"Well that's not stopping them from walking around and trying to eat us, does it!?" Spence shouted.
"Where did they come from? Why didn't we see them on the way in?"
"When you cut the power, you unlocked the doors. You let them out." Rain said, sharply to Kaplan, blaming him for this mess.
"Like he knew what the fuck was going on down here." I said, becoming increasingly pissed out the situation.
"Those things could be all over the place." I continued, making eye contact with Kaplan.
"Shit, so she was right." Kaplan whispered.
"What?" I asked.
"The Queen…she said we were going to die down here." He replied, sounding hopeless. A few minutes of silence before we heard the banging on the door but this time it was familiar voices.
"Let us in! They're right behind us!" Matt shouted just before Kaplan and Spence opened the doors. An infected worker managed to have an iron grip on Spence's arm, pulling the limb closer to its decaying mouth when a bullet ceased its movement; they used the moment to slam the door close before they could get in.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Are you okay?" Alice asked.
"Yeah." Spence answered, gazing down at her before she turned her green eyes toward me.
"Nice shot." She complimented with a small smirk on her face.
"No biggie." I replied, shrugging. I almost grinned, knowing the old Alice was back and in action. Being separated from us to take on the infected residents must have bought back her old martial arts skills.
"Have you found a way out?" Matt asked. Kaplan and I shook our heads.
"Nope, we're stuck. That's the Queen's Chamber." I replied, jotting a thumb towards the cyber tomb.
"This is fantastic." Matt said, sarcastically and I bit back a grin. I noticed Alice noticed a member missing but didn't say anything. By the expression on Rain's face and the tension in the room, she could have only guessed what had happened.
"We are so screwed." Spence said in exasperation.
"We're have to turn her back on." I stated, looking over my shoulder at the group whose faces were in disbelief.
"Are you serious? Izzy, she died everyone down here and she wants to kill us too." Kaplan exclaimed.
"Are you an artificial intelligence supercomputer who can find an escape route out of this hellhole?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He frowned then sighed.
"Fine, but I told you so."
"You'll be surprised, my dear boy." I replied, walking towards the chamber, snatching the duffel bag.
"Hal! Hal, she killed my team – our team, our friends! And you're turning her back on." Rain growled as if I betrayed her without looking in her direction, I helped Kaplan set up.
"Rain, if you care even the slightest bit about me. You will trust me on this, okay." I said, fiercely though it was in a whisper. I was getting annoyed with her bitchiness.
"…If you switched her back on…can you control her?" She asked Kaplan after a few seconds. He nodded.
"If she does anything we don't like – I will fry her." He replied with a firm look in his eyes.
Kaplan plugged the box into the holographic projector on his computer, the white chess squares becomes illuminated before a small 3D image of The Red Queen appears over his computer.
"Ah, there you are. Things I gather have become problematic, am I right?" She taunted. Rain lost it.
"Give it to me! I'm going to fry her ass!" Matt and Spence held her back from Kaplan who was holding the remote.
"I did warn you, didn't I?" She replied, sounding annoyed.
"Let's get something straight, from what I understand you consider yourself a living being, right?" Rain questioned, sounding extremely pissed off.
"That's correct."
"And this box is the last remains of your sorry ass. So let me make something clear to you. You try to fuck with us in anyway and I will personally grind your gigabyte ass into dust. Understand?" She continued.
"I speak fifty-seven languages." The supercomputer retorted.
"Good, then you can answer some questions. What the hell were you people doing down here?" Kaplan cut in.
"Just the usual. Gene splicing, bioengineering, well you get the picture."
"What about the T-Virus?" Matt asked.
"The T-Virus was a medical breakthrough but it obviously held military applications."
"What?"
"Even in death, the human body still remains active – hair and fingernails continue to grow and new cells are produced. The brain itself holds a small electrical charge that takes months to dissipate. The T-Virus was developed to provide a massive jolt to the electrical impulses. To put it simply it reanimates the body."
"Bring the dead back to life?" Rain asked as if she was in a bad horror movie.
"Not fully. The subjects have the simplest of motor functions. Perhaps a little memory but virtually no intelligence. They are driven by the basest of impulses…"
"Which is?" Spence asked.
"The need to feed."
"…On what exactly?" He asked again.
"On what? What mankind has always wanted to prey upon, what you have always sought to destroy – yourselves." She commented as if she enjoyed the thought but it made sense. We destroyed each other's lives in a variety of ways; lying, stealing, killing; the list goes on and on."
"That's disgusting." Rain commented, making a face.
"On the contrary. I find that it fits perfectly with human behavior. When your kind is stripped of your culture, intelligence, and reason….they are your primal selves. They are the evil that dwells inside all of you." The computer gave a cruel smile as I stared at her blankly.
"It's quite poetic really." She chirped almost happily.
"Oh my God." Kaplan moaned, sliding against the wall with his head in his hands.
"I was trying to keep them isolated." The computer retorted as if she was offended.
"Why did you create such a thing?" Alice, who had been quiet for some time, asked.
"To use as a weapon of course. Imagine it, an enemy nation infected with the T-Virus. The idea of having your own mother and father rise up out of the grave against you – to destroy you. To be attacked by your own flesh and blood. The psychological impact alone would be devastating even if they survived the initial attack." I could actually see her shrugging as if she didn't care – if she was human.
"If they're supposed to be weapons – doesn't that mean you can control them?" I asked.
"How perspective of you. When the enemy surrenders, the infected area would be sprayed with the antivirus in order to prevent further transmission. The remaining undead would have to be dispatched individually, however. You can only kill them by severing the top of the spinal column or massive trauma to the brain."
"We are so fucked." Spence complained.
"You said that already." Kaplan said.
"Yeah, well this time I really mean it."
"So, I guess this T-Virus escaped into The Hive. Am I right?"
"Yes…it escaped into the ventilation system and an uncontrollable pattern of infection began. The virus is protean; changing from liquid to air to blood transmission depending on its environment. It's almost impossible to kill. I couldn't allow it to escape from The Hive."
"So, you butchered them and you're trying to do the same thing with us." Rain cut in.
"If one infected human had escaped from the Hive even if they did not die day or tomorrow as soon as they die whether by a car accident, disease, or by other means – the virus would spread." She disappeared, bringing up a green holographic projection of the map of the U.S.A.
"….the infection would have spread to cover North America within thirteen days," a small prick of red appeared before it grew rapidly across the map.
"Then Canada then South America in twenty-seven days," the map expands until it eventual became the entire glove and the faster the map grew the faster the red tide expanded.
"Worldwide infection in less than two months though of course it also varies if the infected took international flights as such during that time. So, I took steps," she finished. We were stunned into silence.
"If that's the case, then why didn't you just inform the company? You must have known they would've sent someone to investigate." I was truly confused by her logic.
"It would've been the same result." She informed.
"What?"
"You must understand, the Corporation will do anything to keep this a secret and also gather any information on the virus and its capabilities even at the risk of killing others."
"If I might make a suggestion. You have sufficient ammunition. One bullet to the spinal column should suffice."
"What are you saying?" Alice asked.
"She thinks suicide is the only answer we have to get out of this mess." I informed.
"But we're not infected." Spence said, forgetting that Rain was bitten.
"Just one bite – one scratch from these creatures is sufficient. You could live a long and happy life but the moment you die – you will become one of them." She said.
"Listen to me, we're getting out of here and you're going to help us." Alice said, her voice becoming edgier out of hatred.
"If you insist. But those of you who become infected, I cannot allow you to leave."
"Fine." Rain replied through gritted teeth. We sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Do you know who your really are?" I looked at the holographic image of The Red Queen.
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you know who you're family is? What you mean to the Corporation?"
"I'm just an employee; apparently they could care less about their staff."
"You misunderstand. You are Alicia Ashford… I did not put the pieces together before but now I recognize your face and blood type. Your uncle is the creator of the T-Virus."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Alice asked.
"Hal, don't listen to her." Rain said, her hand balled up into fists.
"But my name is Isabella, Isabella Hell." I replied, shaking my head.
"That was the name given to you by the Corporation. Your memories were erased and imprinted to fit into their molding. You were taken from your father who was a part of the Umbrella Resistance like that man," The Red Queen looked pointedly at Matt who almost looked sheepish, "your mother, on the other hand, was a scientist of Umbrella…."
"What are you saying?"
"You are the perfect weapon, second only to Lisa Trevor."
"Cain told me that my parents died," I replied, "He said that I lost my memories when I was nine from an accident."
"A simple cover up."
"You actually worked here when you were fifteen. You were the leader of the Genetic Weaponry Mutation in The Hive. Major Timothy Cain ordered your assassination after you created your own experiments from your mother's virus but the attempts failed. Instead he had your memories erased and imprinted once again. He gave you the memories of being on the Marines and the S.T.A.R.S – all are false." Rain and Alice stared down at the supercomputer in disbelief while Kaplan looked at me in concern.
My whole life – the life I thought I knew about was a lie. I'm only an experiment to this damn Corporation.
"So, I went just given up by my parents? Is that what you're saying?"
"No, your father fought to get you back but your mother offered you to be a part of the program."
It's official. My life sucks.
"This is fucking fantastic. Anything else I should know about?" I said, sarcastically.
"I suppose I should also mention you have powers and are inflected with three viruses." I almost physically slammed my head into the wall in aggravation.
"So….I'm going to become a zombie too when I did?"
"Negative. You already died once, you were approximately dead for two years before your memories where imprinted for the second time."
"So, I'm a freak among freak. That's even better."
"I suppose you can say that."
"How do we get out of here?" Matt asked, cutting us off.
"Well…you're not going to like it."
"Tell us." Spence said.
"As you wish…"
Author's Note: I'm debating on if I should just discontinue all of my stories since I'm not getting alot of feedback anymore and alot of people have unfollowed or unfavorited. Just letting the people who actually reads this know. When writers feel as though no one is reading or liking what we write, we start to lose our passion and interest.
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