Theory of a live man
Agent HUNK, a.k.a. Mr. Death, was sent to New York City by Umbrella. The cold streets and the bitter wind never made any mission fun. But this mission was different from HUNK's other mission, it didn't involve gathering samples, or transporting them. No, he was searching for an escaped Tyrant named: Shane Burns.
The black Umbrella helicopter flew just above the street lights, in and out of buildings. They were searching for T traces. HUNK looked out at the city from the windows on the sliding doors of the chopper. His mask reflected on the window, he sighed a little and figured that this mission will much like the others, him surviving and everyone dying, but there is no outbreak. Maybe this time, his fellow members will survive, how can they die when there is no outbreak?
"Black Angel what's your status?" HUNK asked over the radio.
"Got very faint traces, not much to follow. The damn cold keeps shifting the traces around."
"Keep your eyes out for stronger traces."
"Roger that."
HUNK looks at his monitors and the scanners, nothing, not a single signal.
"Report." A strong Russian voice said over the radio.
"Nothing yet sir."
"We must find him soon, it's a shame that he didn't die at the asylum. Did you collect the data as ordered?"
"Someone beat us to it. They made copies of the files and erased them from the hard drive, no traces."
"Must be 'the others'."
"Perhaps sir."
"Keep your eyes peeled. Never under estimate that escaped Tyrant, we need him alive."
"Yes sir."
HUNK looked at the monitors again, they spent over five hours flying around the city till they found something, it wasn't T it was P, Plaga. The helicopter hovered silently over the person will the Plaga traces. The man slowly walked across the street, HUNK zoomed in on him with one of the cameras, the mans red hat gave him away in the white snow.
"This is HUNK, we found a P carrier."
"Capture him as well, we need more samples."
HUNK motioned the pilot to follow the man, HUNK looked at his men in the back of the chopper, they ready their guns and prepare to drop and surround the man. As the man entered a wide ally way, HUNK's men dropped from the chopper and surround the man.
He looked at them all, slowly turning to see them. He chuckles and his left hand twitches.
"I figured Umbrella was looking for me."
One of the men recognizes him.
"Sir, it's Jack Krauser."
HUNK couldn't believe it, he was told Krauser died. Krauser had other plans than to let these guys take him back to Umbrella, Krauser rips off his coat and changes his left arm.
"What the?!"
Krauser runs toward the ones in front of him impaling one and decapitating another. He shields himself from their bullets and slowly walked toward them, he soon leaps into the air and came down on one breaking the man's spine in two. Krauser sweeps the feet out from one and drives his knife into the man's throat. The last of HUNK's men fires till he ran out of ammo, he died with Krauser's 'arm' through his skull. Krauser throws the corpse aside and looks at the chopper, HUNK knew what he was going to do.
"Abort!"
The pilot tries to get out of there but Krauser was too quick, Krauser jumped onto the chopper and took out the rear propeller. He jumps off as the chopper lost control. HUNK clung onto dear life as the chopper soon crashes into a garage unit, Krauser changes his arm back and grabs his coat, he walks off as people soon gather calling the cops and ambulances.
HUNK managed to escape out of the chopper just before it blew up, he staggers from the scene. His left leg was caught in the fling shrapnel. He managed to hide from the cops and was able to even get in radio contact with a chopper near him.
"It seems you survived again Mr. Death, as usual." Said the pilot of the approaching chopper.
"I know, it's not my time to die."
HUNK staggered to the roof of the garage where the chopper landed. He was treated immediately as soon as he got in, they continue their search.
"Report."
"Found an old employee, Jack Krauser. He attacked us, he must be working with Wesker."
"Figured as much. Casualties?"
"Alpha Zero was all killed."
"But you."
"Yes."
"Good, continue your mission."
HUNK now knew that his feelings were right, as always. He would be the survivor and his team members would the ones to see death. But he was the best, that's what he told himself. Without a commander with such experience as him, none of these missions would be successful.
This took me a while to figure out, heh. Please review and thanks for reading!