"Feel the blood rush through your Veins! For it is the Ashfords power!"
Chapter Three
"HA! HIYA!" Ally yelled as she threw a whip kick at Wesker, attempting to keep her timing in sync with the older mans.
It had been a few years since the girl had become a partner to Wesker. Her inner skills more developed, her mind more focused, and surly more grown up. Her hair was longer now, reaching the bottom of her rear, her figure more slender but still short. She was five feet tall at the tallest. She also now was assigned an outfit of leather much resembling the older mans, but more frame fitting for the sake of fighting. Combat boots were a mandatory wear for the risk of injury to the feet.
She panted and wiped the sweat from her brow, "Take this!" She jumped into the air and pulled out a pistol firing three rounds towards Wesker's face. Wesker quickly dodged the blows before coming up to Ally and slamming his fist hard into Ally's ribcage.
Ally gasped but caught herself on the wall rebounding off the side and landing on her feet. Catching her breath she sped around Wesker and threw her feet under him, knocking him off his feet and grabbing her gun. ' I might actually win a round!!!' she smiled to herself, straddling the man's waist and pulling out her pistol only to be thrown onto her stomach and restrained by the man.
"Well, you didn't do to horrible..." Wesker gave an smirk, and withdrew him self from her holding, standing up to brush the blood and dirt from his leather attire, "With a little practice... you'll make a fine sidekick..." he seemed calm, though the fact that he would be able to control a whole new strain of virus fascinated him to no end. The thought of that virus running through her veins... he would prepare it by making her stronger, and then he himself could have it for his own. But first was the question of how to extract it.
"Darn! I almost had ya!" she smiled and stood up, a few broken ribs, but each would fix them selves within the hour or so, "So what is our goal today? Hopefully not paperwork again..." She gave a small smile, but the tone of voice said otherwise. Ally hated doing paperwork, and part of the job of being Wesker's partner was... well, helping with the paper work..."
"No we have much bigger plans at the moment..." Wesker gave a low chuckle. She shook. How he managed to do that was beyond her, but it wasn't out of fear, "No our job will be to acquire a new strain of virus, something to my knowledge that has been recognized as the Addonexus virus or, A-Virus..."
"Isn't Addonexus Latin for 'death'?" Ally asked curiously.
"Yes... yes it is," he seemed to let off a chuckle at this knowledge.
Ally didn't care if he was a psycho path after all she was loyal to this man till the end. He promised revenge, she didn't care about power, but she wanted...
She shook her thoughts away and turned her attention back to Wesker whom was eyeballing some reports of there next mission, "So what country are we going too? Will we have any fun while we're there? Killing outbreaks of course..." she tried to act cool about it, not wanting to show how excited she was to break away from an office and actually make some noise for once. At sixteen, Ally hadn't once been out of the country, and she had a feeling they were going fa-r away from America. Call it a hunch.
"Well, we need to keep a low profile. If the situation calls for it, fire without hesitation,"
Ally nodded, "So where are we going exactly?"
"France dear heart, France,"
Ally had been aboard a plane for about three hours now. Yes, THREE HOURS... She felt she could stand it awhile longer, honestly she was a very patient person. But when the only thing she could hear is the buzzing of chopper propellers and complete silence between her and her partner, tensions tended to get high, and nerves a bit unraveled. Ally also wasn't sure of the severity of the outbreak as well, so not knowing what she was going up against had her a bit antsy.
"So how much longer until we arrive?" she asked, tucking her hands behind her head and looking over at the taller man.
"We should arrive soon... less than ten minutes,"
"Alright,"
Sure enough in about ten minutes, they had landed, and what Ally saw surprised her a bit. Unlike most zombies, who scattered around looking for human flesh to feed on and such. There were none to be seen... not even a mutated monster was seen throughout the horribly deteriorated city, "Have they already bombed the place?"
"No not yet, we have a few hours before they detonate Chatte city..." Wesker stated tightening his gloves around his hands before loading his Beretta. A handgun he'd acquired from his S.T.A.R.S. Days, and a fine handgun it was... Packing a couple of first aid sprays into his pockets as he tossed an extra at Ally, "Hold onto it, we may need it,"
Ally nodded, tucking the can into her jacket pocket, a red tank-top was seen beneath it, which had a few grenades of different varieties strapped to it. She loaded her own standard pistol and loaded a semi-automatic rifle onto her back. While Wesker seemed perfectly content with just his handgun, he tossed a few cartridges of ammo into his pockets, and Ally, following his example, did the same.
They then disembarked from the chopper they had been sitting in and got off onto the roof, which they had landed. Ally followed close behind as he opened the roof door, and took a few steps down steel stairs which echoed with every step. Ally felt her heart pounding in her chest, she was used to there being chaos and screaming during an outbreak, and Wesker had trained her for stuff like that. But the silence was what was killing her, the fact that there was no moaning of zombies, no screams of terror or pleas for help. No firing guns either, to which wasn't a surprise for once.
"Wesker when-,"
He put a hand to her mouth and brought his head level with hers, and looking at her through his tinted glasses he brought his finger to his mouth in a 'shushing' motion. Soon after he pointed ahead, and Ally could see some creatures obviously from the mutation, standing ahead of them. There eyes were swollen and it looked as if there flesh were rotting from the bones upon its body. As it made gasps, it was obvious the creature was still alive, though how was another story. It breathed, but decayed, it had human functions, but appeared to be dead.
"Subject rots from the outside, poor creature appears to still be alive, its living tissue is slowly decaying, probably as a result of the breaking down of the barrier between lining tissue and dead," Wesker stated into a small recorder as he put the small device into his pocket. As he swiped back a loose hair from his head, he sighed and pulled out his Beretta, firing two rounds. Ally winced only to discover the shots were silenced, letting out a sigh she smiled up at the older man, "Let's continue dear heart," he nodded at her.
"Alright," she nodded back as they proceeded down another hallway.
Ally was amazed by the sight she saw next, entering a room full of computers and embryonic like specimens that hung in some sort of fluid of a yellow green like color. Ally chuckled, "You know they actually look kind of cute," she gave a smile at her partner, earning only a huff of irritation.
Wesker began putting in something into the computer, his fingers flying across the keys as he took a few steps back afterward and pulled out yet another device. It looked magnetized and was the size of a small box. Attaching it to the computer he began typing again with speed only known by the best of story writers. Ally peered closer as the screen flickered a bit and went blank, "Damn," Wesker cursed.
"What's wrong sir?"
"The computer saw through my attempts to bypass the system and get the information I need... we'll need to go to the basement level five and get the information from there. Be sure your gun is loaded and stay close when we head down there. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir," Ally nodded, putting her pistol at her hip, and grabbing her sniper rifle from her back.
A crashing noise was heard from another room. Wesker's eyes darted towards the sound immediately, his stance was at one of a fighter, and while his eyes fixed on the door they had entered to enter the computer room.
Ally took more of a defensive stance, being more back up then anything else until Wesker needed her. Keeping her eyes fixed ahead as well, a large tiger like creature entered the room, and its eyes were glowing a deep golden color. Flesh was practically stripped from its back, exposing a backbone and skull. Ally looked from Wesker to the creature, her senses at a heightened state. When the creature looked at Wesker it leap up and caught him in the side at almost a teleporting speed.
Wesker caught the ground bringing him self up and slamming his fist into the creature head on, it sprawled out several feet away but jumped off the ground as fast as it could for another attack.
Ally took this as a helping opportunity, firing six rounds, and missing four of the shots, she hit the creature in the right front leg, leaving it angry, but still alive.
"I've told you several times Ally! Shoot it in the head! Don't show remorse in the death of a creature if it threatens your life! If you are worthy enough to be my partner then kill it with a death blow, not a shot that will waste ammo!" Wesker snarled, obviously upset that the tiger mutation was putting up a pretty good fight, and giving him a hard time. He didn't, however, reach for his gun wanting Ally to show her strength.
Ally's hands shook, Wesker would die if she didn't get a head shot. But she'd never killed anything before! Besides, Wesker had always done the final blow to kill the creatures. Seeing the large beast lunge at her partner again she gulped, she was a fantastic shot, but when she aimed for the head her aim went off.
It pinned Wesker, whom threw the beast off and slammed it into a wall.
"Now, Ally...!" he gave another growl.
Ally shook and pulled the trigger...to discover she'd forgotten to reload. Mentally cursing she pulled out some sniper rounds and loaded them into the barrel as fast as she could. Though during this time the tiger monster stood up, deciding Ally would be a much easier target it lunged at her while she was reloading and landed atop her with a 'THWUMP!' Ally held her breath but it didn't move from atop her. Upon closer observation she discovered the reason.
Wesker had killed it. A small 14 mm hole in its head, and some blood leaking from the point of entry the creature lay dead. Ally sighed as Wesker approached her.
"At least you listened to my orders... ext time be sure to reload, it may cost you your life, and your far to important to lose right now," Wesker stated, knowing she held the only sample of the Code Veronica XY Virus.
A small blush crossed Ally's face as she heard Wesker say that, "I... I'm important?"
"Yes, now get up and follow me... don't want you getting into trouble while my backs turned..."
Ally got up following Wesker, the blush still plastered across her face.
Seeing the injury in his side she began to worry more, even though she knew it would heal on it's own in a matter of an hour or so. Maybe not even that long considering that Wesker's healing abilities were far better than Ally's at the moment. She giggled to herself causing Wesker to stop and look at the girl, "Do you find something amusing dear heart?" he was still angry from the incident earlier.
"Huh? Oh, um, no just trying to think of..." she smiled knowing what she was going to say, "A way to make you laugh,"
Wesker chuckled, his expression changing a bit, "A way to make me laugh? Dear heart you can be funny, but not that funny..." he gave a playful smirk, something rare from him, unless he was about to kill someone or something.
"Fine, that will be one of my goals then,"
Wesker merely shook his head silently and continued to walk. All the while Ally held her head up slightly higher knowing she had something to reach for besides revenge and hate. She now would make the one person whom cared smile.