-1"Chris?"
"Yeah Jill?"
"Did you ever…"
"Ever what?"
"Ever wonder what will happen to us…"
"Us?"
"After we've finished with Umbrella…"
"Oh…No…I haven't. I guess it never really crossed my mind…"
"Barry has a family, Chris. He can't stay away from them forever. He wants to see them grow up."
"I know Jill, I realise that…"
"And Rebecca, she's just a kid. She's got her whole life ahead of her…"
"Jill…What are you saying?"
"Chris…maybe it's time to stop fighting. Hand it over to people who can actually do it, who have the funds and equipment."
"We can't give up now! I mean, what about Wes -"
"What about him Chris? You're obsessed with him. I know what he did, you don't have to remind me, I was there that night too…but you…you can't let go of it."
"Because of that monster, our friends are dead, Jill!"
"Chris, let someone else take care of him. I want to settle down."
"Jill…"
"I want a real life Chris, one with you in it. When we're still fighting this, there's the chance I'll lose you and everything else."
"Jill, you won't lose me, I promise."
"How can you promise that Chris? Every time we go out to take down a base, or chase up information, I'm scared that this time he will kill you."
"If we just stop fighting, he won't care, he'll still come after us, he'll still make attempts on our lives. We can't stop, not until he's dead. I'm sorry Jill, but that's the way it has to be…"
"Then there's no way we can take this any further…I'm sorry Chris…it's over…"
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There's no words to say now, its dead silent. The air in the cabin is filled with tension, both from previous conversations and from pre-mission tension. They fly in silently, no team mate looking at another. The copter lands and they step out, the pilot signalled to stay airborne but close, in case they need a quick evac.
A signal from One and they're off, moving stealthily to the entrance, keeping to the camera's blind spots. The facility may have been abandoned by Umbrella less than a day ago, but there were other's here who would kill them on sight, if not for food then for vengeance against spoilt plans. Two and Three enter the hallway, checking for signs of life.
None.
The rest of the team enter and pause to take stock of their surroundings and secure the area. The once white and grey walls are splattered with blood and gore. They've learned never to look at the gore too closely, to forget the messes and grunge were once living breathing creatures.
The scouts enter the next room, the team left behind remaining quiet as One checks the computer at the desk.
Wiped.
A sudden noise in the room ahead makes the leader freeze. He attempts to contact the scouting team members, but he only gets static. A split second later he's made the decision. He signals Four to the door's left, Five to its right. A moment later, the three burst in, guns primed and ready to take down any menace.
Three's lying on the floor, motionless, but breathing, but Two's pinned to a bloodstained wall by a very familiar figure…