Resident Evil: Resurrection
Chapter 12 of my updated Resident Evil story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Resident Evil belongs to Capcom.
Chapter 13: Shocking Revelation
Following the news that the surviving Umbrella members, along with Wesker and the U.B.C.S. were escaping by helicopters on the roof, Kyle, Brian and Angela hurried through Raccoon City until they made it to the Umbrella Headquarters. While Kyle and Brian were trained for strenuous activity like this Angela wasn't but surprisingly she didn't complain once. Finally they reached the roof and were hidden behind the small building which functioned as the entryway to the roof from the stairwell, Kyle glanced over at the helipad which took up the majority of the roof, he could see Wesker standing next to a large helicopter with the Umbrella logo on it. Standing next to him was man aged forty with short brown hair and eyes, he stood at about six foot three and his weight could roughly be calculated at seventy-four point five kilos. He was also dressed in U.B.C.S. uniform; Brian whispered to Kyle that this was his 'boss' Michael Graham. There were also a few U.B.C.S. agents, presumably the few who survived and several Umbrella security guards, most surprisingly however was the large creature that stood next to Wesker, it was slightly hunchbacked, its muscle mass was grotesque and its hands ended in razor sharp claws, it was shirtless but the torn black leather trousers were familiar, as was the creature's face, somehow, inexplicably the T-103 had survived and mutated into an even more monstrous form than before. Kyle shook his head when he saw the T-103.
'What the hell does it take to kill this bastard?' He thought exasperated.
Just then Wesker stopped walking towards his helicopter and turned in the direction of Kyle and his friends.
"I know you are there, come out and stop hiding boy," He announced in his cold drawling voice.
Kyle groaned and then, drawing his shotguns he stepped out from behind the building and slowly stepped forwards, both shotguns aimed at Wesker, Brian and Angela also stepped out, Angela hiding behind Kyle and Brian as Brian drew his handgun and pointed it at Michael.
Wesker smirked as he finally confronted the escaped test subject.
"So, you've come crawling back to me," He stated casually
Kyle glared at him.
"Dream on Wesker," Kyle responded angrily, "I'm here to take one of these choppers of your hands, my friends and I will be leaving this city in it, got that," He announced.
Wesker shook his head.
"And what makes you think that we'd just willingly let you take one," He replied, sounding bored,
"I didn't you would," Kyle responded before declaring, "Which is why, if we have to fight for one, we will".
Wesker then revealed his trump card.
"I'm sure you'll be desperate for one," He calmly announced, "Now that I've issued orders to initiate 'XX'".
Brian immediately looked panicked, Kyle was confused.
"Uh Brian?" He asked, hoping for clarification.
Brian swallowed nervously.
"XX is a mission code, once initiated coordinates are set, in this case, Raccoon City" He explained, "And then…"
Michael finished the sentence.
"…And then, traitor, you are your friends will die, the city will wiped out in a missile attack, wiping out not only the virus within the city, but anybody living in the city and also any evidence of our involvement".
Now Kyle understood, he glared at Wesker and tightened his grip on his shotguns. Wesker sighed sadly.
"You can stop trying to bluff me Kyle," The chairman of Umbrella remarked calmly, "I know your shotguns are empty and you have no ammo left for them".
Kyle gave a wry smile and pulled both triggers, the clicking noise proved Wesker right, Kyle had been trying to bluff him but only to try and buy time, but now he knew about the incoming missile strike, there was no more time to try and bluff his way onto a chopper, he would have to fight for it, he dropped the shotguns and prepared himself.
Wesker smirked again.
"I really don't have time to be dealing with you right now," He declared, "But I'm sure my security forces will keep you entertained".
Kyle glared.
"I don't care what anyone says," Michael suddenly burst out, "I'm the one who's gonna kill that filthy traitor," He then turned to Brian "You ready to die, Brian".
As he spoke he drew out his combat knife, glaring, Brian did the same. Wesker nodded and signalled the other U.B.C.S. to makes sure Kyle wouldn't interfere, and then, to make sure.
"I think you would also benefit from having back-up, from our newest Tyrant," He stated with an evil smirk.
He was referring to the T-103, that was when Kyle decided to ask the question that was bothering him.
"How the hell is that thing still alive?" He asked, before explaining, "I blew it up along with that Alligator," He shook his head, "How could it survive an explosion like that?"
Wesker shook his head.
"All your little trick did was destroy its power limiter, that coat it was wearing, by removing that you allowed it to mutate into its final, and strongest form," Wesker explained as if it was supposed to be the most obvious thing in the world.
"Now it is far too strong for you." Wesker revealed before laughing a cold humourless laugh, "How ironic, that you should unleash the creature that will cause your death".
The T-103 then advanced slightly, it was then that Angela noticed something, now that the monster was shirtless she could see, even amongst the reddened skin that was partly burns and partly the result of its mutations, that there was a brown mark on its left shoulder, an unusually shaped birthmark, she gasped when she saw as she recognised the mark.
"No way," She called out
Kyle turned to her.
"Angela, what is it?" He asked, worried.
"That mark on its shoulder, I know that mark," She explained before shockingly revealing "I know who that Tyrant is".
Wesker's smirk grew.
"Of course you do young Angela, such a sad reunion isn't it," He said, although his voice was full of glee.
Kyle shook his head.
"Are you absolutely sure you know who it is?" He asked, hoping for answers.
"Yeah, look," She replied.
She then pulled back the collar of her shirt to reveal, on her left shoulder was the exact same birthmark; she then fixed her shirt back o the way it was and revealed the identity of the T-103.
"That Tyrant…" She announced, "It's my Dad".
End of chapter, what do you think, please read and review and let me know, thanks. Hope you enjoyed it.