Chapter 4

Catacombs/ Waiting Room

Thump, thump, thump, pounded the feet of the unknown being outside. It stopped in front of the secure door and pounded it's fits onto it. Smelling the scent of the living that was on the other side of the metal obstruction.

Leon and Claire immediately got up from the couch with their guns ready. They had them trained on the door, waiting for it to somehow open. They had to get out of there, it was practically a concrete coffin.

"On...aire?" could be heard from the other side. They both looked at each other and started taking down the barrier. After they were done, Leon very carefully opened the door.

Once he did a gloved hand grabbed the door and pushed it open more. His flaming red hair was matted down with some sickly looking substance. He took of his shades and smiled at the two of them.

"Steve?" asked Claire.

He stood up tall and replaced his glasses. "Glad to see me huh?"

"Shit even I'M glad to see you man." joked Leon, he patted Steve's shoulder and helped him to the couch.

"We have two hours to get outta here. If we're not out by then, well we're dead, plain as that."

"Two hours? Christ that's less time than Raccoon." Leon spat. He was a little stressed under the new time limit.

"Well at first it was four, but since you guys were already here for two hours..."

"We have to get out of here now." stated Claire urgently.

"There's S.W.A.T. people here trying to take them down. But they've never dealt with this before, most of them are dead. Wesker sent some men in too..."

Leon paced across the desolate room thinking of a plan. Claire and Steve watched and also tried to think of something. "Hey, how'd you get here Steve? I mean you didn't just appear here."

Steve sighed and got up from the couch. "I got here by helicopter, it's waiting for you on the strip. But they're takin' down the zombies that are gettin' out. We only have 2 hours before this place gets fried." he placed a hand on his hair and grimaced.

"Wait, they're gonna blow this place up?" screamed Leon. "Why would they blow up an airport in a mass populated town! That's ridiculous! What about all the innocent lives in and outside the airport!?"

"This is to make sure no one else was infected by chance. All they care about it keeping this place clean from infection, just like Raccoon." said Claire as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Steve, how'd you get down here anyway, how'd you find us?" Steve scratched his head, looked at his fingers, and sighed.

"Well after I got here I had to kill a lot of zombies. Then after a while parasites were coming out of their heads... After I killed them I caught your scent and went down a ventilation shaft. And I ended up down the hall where I followed your scent again."

"Wow, just like a dog." quipped Leon. Claire hit his forearm and turned back to Steve.

"Can you get us out of here?"

"I can only try. But we're gonna have to find another way. But with my help we can do a lot more than just you two." Steve stood up and replaced his shades. "Do you guys have have enough ammo and weapons?"

Leon and Claire looked at each other and nodded. "We have enough for right now, let's get going." stated Leon as walked to the door. Steve frowned suddenly and felt his cell phone vibrate. "What the fuck, I don't have a signal in this shit hole..." he flipped open the phone and the three people heard a loud laugh emitted from the phone.

"So you think that you can get out eh? I won't let the people that destroyed my company live!" screamed the young voice, " I have a little surprise for you, it's one that you will never forget!" the person laughed once again and then hung up.

"Company... Does he mean Umbrella? Spencer's and old man, he sounded like he was in his mid-to-late twenties..." stated Steve as he placed the phone in his pocket. Leon coughed slightly and arched an eyebrow.

"Rebecca and Billy faced a founder of Umbrella, and the leeches shape shifted and made him appear younger again... Maybe Spencer found out how to do that too!? Somehow all those viruses manipulated him and could change his shape."

Claire stared at the floor and sighed, "That's not the craziest thing I've ever heard. It might be true. I mean, I personally could believe it." she looked up at Steve and frowned. "What did he mean by present?"

He shook his head and answered, "I have no idea, but it can't be good."

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Unmarked Helicopter

It was hungry. No, it was starving. The metal crate that imprisoned it made the monster furious. It just wanted to burst out and eat as much flesh as it could, the blood lust was making it even worse. It wanted to feel cartilage and tissue slide down it's gullet and make him full. It didn't care if it was human or animal, it just wanted to eat. The feeling of splintered bones between his teeth, and blood splashing on his so-called lips made it roar in hunger.

It was hungry, and pretty soon, he was going to get all that he could eat. Well that's what the man with the long hair said...

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Office Room

Albert Wesker sat in his black leather chair and smirked, he got the transmission that Steve received on his cell phone. Wesker interlocked his fingers and chuckled softly, "So it seems that you transformed into your younger self, no matter. I'll kill you and get a sample of your blood, then I'll throw your rotting corpse into the crematorium."

He then typed a few keys on his panel and saw that the 'face' of HUNK appear on the screen. "Report on what you've got so far." the commando nodded and started to talk through his gas mask, "We've killed a lot of specimens, it seems that Spencer was expecting the two of us to show up."

Wesker's lip curled up into a some-what smile and asked, "Where's Wong, I wanted you to keep an eye on her." HUNK turned around to shoot a zombie with his Matilda. "She's over there with shooting some Cerberus's sir." HUNK moved the communicator and showed Wesker that Ada was pumping some shotgun shells into a few MA-39's.

"Excellent," stated Wesker, "Keep in contact with me every hour on the hour. Remember, I want Spencer alive when I get there." HUNK nodded and replied, "Yes Sir, over and out."

Wesker shut off the screen and smiled maliciously. "I'll get you Spencer, you always come first for revenge. You're quite luck Chris, you'd be dead by now, but we always have our little set backs..." he got up from his chair and walked to the door. After he exited his office he turned the corner to see some of his guards unconscious on the floor.

Wesker stood still and could smell the intruder and hear it's blood flow throw it's veins. He moved his hand to his back quickly and withdrew his Killer 7, he spun around and tilted his head, then smirked, "So you've found me Krauser, I must congratulate you on your intrusion." Wesker kept his gun pointed to Krauser's face.

Krauser smiled and arched an eyebrow, "What're you doin' Boss? I was just popping on by to say hello, maybe have a little chitchat with ya." he laughed slightly and looked down the barrel of the gun. "Why do you have that? For a dramatic showdown? This ain't the Wild West ya know."

Wesker's smirk disappeared as he replaced the gun into the back waist of his pants. "What're you doing here? You're supposed to be at the airport." Krauser shook his head and replied, "Spencer wanted me to come here an kill you. I have to say, pretending to be hypnotized with that dumbass stick can get really boring. It's also weird that I can hear what the stick tells me to do, but I have to do the crap by my own free will. Your plan sucks."

Wesker took off his shades and wiped them off with a cleaning cloth. "You're the best double-agent I have right now, and I need you to do most of what that 'dumb stick' says. Or else this plan will be ruined." he replaced his sunglasses and started to walk away.

"I know boss, but I have some information about a Miss Birkin, that I think you'd be interested in."

A/N: I AM SO FLIPPIN' SORRY FOR THE SUPER LATE UPDATE!! D: I know, I know! :'( I have been busy with class and work, plus writers block. Gah it's terrible. Forgive me!! xD Anyway I hope you guys like the newest chapter, I know that some people have been asking for it for... months -- aw I feel bad. lol whatever.