Resident Evil-Mercenary Story
The Recruit.

All Resident Evil games, Idea and character are belonging to Capcom, So as the story too. Enjoy the reading.

I like to thanks for the reader for drop by and read my story. It had make me to write more and express my imagination and complete the story as soon as possible. I like to thank for two reader remark, I will try to correct my grammar mistake. Thank for you your time and enjoy this chapter.

"So Randy, you are out now." The warden stood outside the prison cell, seeing his favourite troublemaker off from his place. Randy had changed his cloth, a black t-shirt with silver picture of angel tatter of on the back matching his blue fading jeans and a pair of black leather shoes. The missing tiny pieces bits of silver logo reminded him that for so long that shirt had being kept in the cold and darkest untouchable place like him. He promised to his girl that he had the t-shirt keep on the good condition. But seem the line crack on the white logo showed him that the promise had almost broken.

She choose the shirt as she believe his dad was good soldier like a angel saving people from war but little she know it wasn't Randy job at that time, she was young at the age of 10. How could she know the outbreak back then? Zombie prowling in the street was not Randy idea to tell about; especially the smile of her daughter face, watching him wore that shirt. He didn't want her daughter had the same nightmare as his father see on that freakish night.

He promised his job was over and quitting the force to move the new life he hoping for. A simple life with hard work require than no more killing. His thought was good enough to escape by change the home address from the company knowledge. His decision was unwise as the suspicions will grow as the loyalty and secret was concern to the company. He knew that on day they will come for him and they did.

In two week after the Randy shift his new home, the police came to arrest him; flashing light and the siren blare attract the neighbour to spring to live in the dark quiet evening. With the gun in their hand, they stormed into Randy home without showing the warrant.

Lisa watched her father leave off like that. Clinching on her mother blouse, watching the police apprehend Randy and pushed out to the lawn where the patrol cars waited for him. She cried and confused as why her daddy had been arrested for. "He is a good guy." Lisa said to the policeman standing at the door; prevent the family member approach the suspect. But her word ignored, even her mother speechless to say nothing to reply daughter question as she was confused and scared like her. They just watched Randy drag out from the house.

"Not like that. God damn it." Randy whispered to himself, wanted to fight back but the surrounded of neighbour watching at him didn't seem support of his action. It may cause more trouble to his family. People intended to find out what had gone wrong, they are what they are. A group of busybody people would be bustling into someone life if possible making out a story or bad rumor.

"Could I speak to my family?" Randy asked, tried to stop his track from entering the patrol cars.

"Get in the car." The police didn't give any compassion to him especially they received information about Randy as coldblooded lunatic killer from the employer false statement.

Randy began to struggle, tried to push the police away which gripped him both arms. He wanted to say a few word only but not a chance had give to him. "Few word! Just few word to my family." Randy shouted loud.

"Move it or we have to drag you away. You don't create a scene here. killer" One of the officer said to him, grabbing Randy waist, prevent the struggle.

"Letting me go. I swear you have a broken arm." Randy hissed.

"Let him go. He can't do anything now" One of higher rank lady officer commanded them. Randy stared at her, tried to catch his breathes.

"Don't create any scenes here or running away." She patted her side waist, showing her holster with the gun scrapped on.

"Okay, I give my word." Randy nodded.
"Your word had no mean to me. I just show some people here that we, officer have compassion to criminal. That all" The lady ordered the police stay close to Randy.

"Sara, come here." Randy called his wife.

She walked down slowly with little Lisa to Randy and stopped as the police told her, keeping the distance away from Randy, in case he tried to do crazy stuff such hold hostage of his own family.

"What happen?" Sara asked.

"I don't know. Believe me I didn't do anything"

"Why they arresting you?" Sara still confused with sudden arrest

"Don't worry. They will release me soon. Promise me. Something important I have to tell you"
Sara followed his husband instruction, thinking the important of the family safety. Randy took a last look at her daughter face, half buried on her mother blouse with fear about the stranger staring at her.

"Don't find me. No matter what happen to me. In prison or somewhere, don't look me anywhere. I will find you. Promise, I will find you." Randy leaves his kiss on his wife cheek was he considered was the last thing he could do for now.

Now he is free now, he vowed himself to stay alive and return back to his family.

"So, still sad leaving this hell place?" The warden banged the cell bar, breaking Randy blank staring to the wall.

"No really, I am thrill to leave now. The beat up, cold showers and some nut case guy over there." Randy pointed randomly to the other that he didn't know much about him. The warden gave a good laugh, echoing the passage corridor, thinking is funny to hear, and knowing there is no nut case prisoner here but dangerous gays lurking somewhere inside the cell.

"But thanks." Randy finally said it for the warden.

"For what." Warden asked.

"For my family, you have taken care for me since I am here"

The warden looked at him, broke a smile. The warden may be old man but not stupid person. The frequent visit had bought and the questioning about the zombie raccoon city that Randy shouting at sometime during the interview. The warden felt the case that Randy commit more even weird. At one day, the warden had come to Randy cell to clear his thought and put into rest. Randy explained his story and how he missed his family.

Such a tall tales that the warden could not accept Randy single word and made his confirmation that Randy was being force make up the stories or he really meet facing a crazy lunatic that endanger the prison safely. But he knew Randy was indeed missed his family. The voice and face expression could not lie on the warden ears which had experience in over the years service, handling hundred of convict that he could tell that which is truth and lies. Out of kindness and sympathy, warden comes out the offer to watch over the family until Randy released. It was rather look suspicious to Randy but he took the offer. At least his family had take care their need with the promise of payment and set of rule that warden made to ensure Randy would not cause any disturbing during his stay until now.

"But you still owned me payment due." The warden said, acting cool as usual, care much on the money much than his job. Randy shook his head, disappointing the warden money minded attitude. It was natural for the old timer warden did as the retirement comes closer to his remain days.

"When you are out, go see your family first. Your wife misses you very much."

"I don't know when. I have to go somewhere first. There is something to do." Randy said

"Where to." The warden curiously asked, wanted to know more.

"There is a job for me to be done." Randy stood up and waiting the warden opens up the cell.

"Okay seem to me that Tricell guys bought you up ehh. So I don't about the jobs. I don't give a damn for it. But if I find you here again, I am sure going bust your skull." The warden warned.

The warden turned the key and opens the cell door, release Randy. This time no special escort by other guard except the warden himself. He looked at the time on his wrist, 10:00 a.m. sharp, followed the schedule release. He took out the walkie-talkie from his side and reports the control room.

They began to walk down to the exit passage, the warden smiled again as he walk, noticed some prisoner staring at them, especially focus on Randy more. Envy for his freedom. Randy didn't bother with the stare as they didn't know the feel to be frame.

At the entrance

The first time, Randy could taste his freedom, open air and vast view of open land. He could not ask for more than this. "How long he could last for this?" Randy asked himself; his mind reminded that he had landed in another deadly situation.

Well and some guys stood there beside the black Pajero not far, awaiting to take him to the base where he start his work again. "Randy come now. We are short time here." Well walked toward him for escort.

"Take it." The warden handed a white envelope to Randy before to he said goodbye.
"What it is?" Randy asked.
"A goodbye gift. No charge. Beside I am your daughter god father if you need know." The warden said before he is heading back his place as he could not stand with the hot blazing sun burning his skin. Randy opened it and found a picture of her daughter with the warden beside her.

Back the picture had handwriting on it. Waiting for you.

Randy entered in the car with Well, his thought was the series of question to ask. The first thing came to his mind was the money and welfare of his family rather about the mission. Before he able to speak, Well pulled out a canteen and yet again Randy could guess as what the content.

"Just relax. You need it." Well sat comfortable and so as Randy tried but his mind still thing about the picture he saw yesterday. Randy couldn't forget about him. It was Nicholai Ginovaef, the former member of the UBCS Delta platoon, Company B. Randy wondered how he survive from Raccoon City. Did somebody have helped him during the mission? Someone had more powerful than the umbrella could make his identity was hidden away from Umbrella agent detection. Even his thought come could be a possible but another pop out with question related to that answer.

The truth was far deep beyond to discover. One thing was for sure was Nicholai Ginovaef was one deepest mystery man.

"Randy. You should know your purpose in this mission. As we discuss yesterday, your job was not to rescue or recover data. To kill that person, I trusted there is a connection of hatred between you and him. Once the thing he had to do to stay in the game. So as you, I know you had familiar with his cunning method after few operation before." Well explained again.

"Not simple task to dispose him. He may look old but he still consider as the best soldier in that team." Randy reminded

Well looked for awhile, tilt his sunglasses, exposed his eyes a bit to Randy. Then his expression turned serious look. "I am man had a sharp instinct, I pick out the best even the lousy dump I know. I know my pick and you are one in my choice."

"Then you should pray that you are right." Randy said, without getting himself budging in fear into Well intimidation. He knew the job and needed to be done. No matter the difficulty, he had to, for the sake for the family.

Few hours later at the front base of Tricell M.O.P

"We are here." Well announced their arrival as where the operation should be prepared. Surrounded with white and wire barbed high wall and there are two tower sentry stood both side between the gate with the flood flash light turned on, watching vigilance to scan the horizon.

"Impress?" Well showing off as what his company could do. Tricell had the same function product making like the umbrella but come a slightly focus more weaponry development. The reason was simple is who have the superior weapon will take control the order to form, to control or to claim on each other. Building such M.O.P Base as what Randy seeing now was easy to build.

"Not really? Just look big than my previous base." Randy causally answered; cause a little uproar of laughter even so the driver did follow. "Okay, what made you say that?" Well asked with curious mind.

"The important in very base was not the size or futuristic facility. But the soldiers itself are main key for succession. The question is could they handle that situation?" Randy replied. Well nodded, agreed with Randy word as it is true. Even the soldier was given such power equipment; the action will always depend on the soldier itself to which is right or wrong move.

"Well said. But all the fates of team member will have depends on you. To choose as we to go." Well said, waiting the car parked in the designated zone. In few second, the small hidden well wall panel revving down, letting black camera doing the jobs, the camera lens began to turn slowly to clockwise position, maximised the focus image the entire car and it passenger for safely conformation approval to open the entrance base wide. It took a minute and the camera returned back into it hidden position and the panel revving up and close it. Nice camouflage

The Pajero drove into the compound and heading the parking designated area.

The two sturdy grey bunkers stood side by side not far distance gap between on the road as the Pajero passed by. It was residential for soldier by judging by Randy view, by looking inside thru the window panel. The bed arrangement was neat spacing away from each other and facing out to the window. Probably one of these bunkers could fit around 50 men of battalion army inside. Looked stuffy in Randy thought but at least a good bed had being set for him, better than the prison back then.

Then another building stood not far north away from the bunker. The building looked important as there are sentry guard stood guard the door that seemed there is one entrance for that building. The size looked at bit smaller and had a two floor only and the roof build in dome shape which made unique with the rest of the building. "It is operation facility. Intel will gather info for mission and assign to them."

"So it also operates in other thing as well beside from the contamination." Randy guessed the base operation had expenses to deal. The payroll, maintenance, weaponry research and equipment and other which had took into account for the base.

"Yes, all type of operation. Rescuing, escort, mole or going to war, of course we are going as private army of who pays more in our service. Don't be shock about it Randy. You are not assigning for that." Well joked around his word but the humour didn't getting on Randy laughing.

"See that area. It is a training ground. Where the selected soldiers are trained for contamination simulator. They will face dozen of simulation such as garrison stand out, rescuing, and hardest of all training is survival operation." Well pointed out. "As tomorrow you and new assign will be sent for training in the whole day before briefing and taking out to the mission."

"Such short time..." Randy looked at the wide fenced area. Tricell sure had the time to build such realistic ground to train it. The training ground had split in three parts of section. One of them was ten storey floor building, a suburban area where the there are row of shop covered the both side of the road and last section which looked a smaller size from the rest where the created a simple maze of tight back alley street. The designer of the course seem had gave some thought to organized in a certain way to give less advantage for the soldier to defend themselves where the some real area have the kind of situation. Indeed as Well said, they are prepared to do their own clean up efficient.

"You have to learn fast to adapted with your team in these simulations. Probably you need to go thru the testing the next daybreak" Well said. Soon the Pajero come to the stop at parking spot. "Let greet your new team mate. Shall we"

Inside the bunker...

The group waiting arrive so call new captain. One of them was Darril, member of the Alpha team of Rescue and Tactics Division of the M.O.P. A bright young man in the Team Division and had normal size muscular body with trimmed short green hair that he always kept as stated on the M.O.P military regulation and discipline.

He paced up and down the bunker. Impatience, he waited Well arrival as not intention to greet his new captain but to complain as why he didn't choose him as become a captain as what he thinking as what capable to handle his own teammate.

"Stop moving, you are making me dizzy." Ines put her magazine down on her lap, and then gently pushed her long black aside. She never thought about much troublesome she had since she joined this team. Her main purpose was joining in the other team, E.S.P (Espionage Spy Program.) where her younger brother joined.

Both came in South America, where the secret agency trained them into spy in young age until them had being sold to Tricell for their sufficient spying field experience. Both of them separated apart into different division due of Ines unintentional made a mistake by showing off her shoot accuracy which made her most valuable in R.T. hazel eyes focused at Darril pacing up and down, causing relentless dry up the concentration on her reading.

"Darril. Just sit" Her word seem fell deaf on Darril, just able watching the Darril pacing.

"Ines, you can't stop now. That guy head fill with question now" Renges answered coolly as he showed his card on the bed surface, collect his winning with his full house card. The other moans over losses, watching the money racking away from the betting pot. "Just my lucky day. Enough to buy you a dinner, Ines. Any fancy restaurant." Renges asked coolly.

"Nowhere to go." Ines returned back reading her magazine; avoid eye contact which more annoyed than Darril pacing around the bunker.

"Why not? Just a date." Renges asked, pretending to act sad.

"No. I am busy." Ines flipped other page.

Renges had the reputation as playboy and known to every woman on the base for his charm and his smooth witted talk. He had short curly light brown hair as he tried keep up, just the look of old classic of Elvis Presley hair styles and his dark black charming eyes it seem a to prefect handsome man choice for the lonesome ladies. Except for Ines, found him as untrustworthy because his attitude to having a lot of woman around and he dumped them coolly as he wanted.

"Better check your gun than thinking about crazy me having dinner with you." Ines turned down on Renges. Clueless about Ines word of advice, he shrugged his shoulder and continued his betting on the game.

"Ines, what do you think about me? I should be the captain, do you agree." Darril break out his question to get Ines opinion. Ines rolled up her eyes, upsetting about their annoyed disturbing. She felt to leave the bunker for a moment to have quiet time but the order had restraint her.

"You should be captain." Renges voted for him.

"You think I am capable of. Thanks." Darril smiled to receive a nice support his buddy.

"You are bring girls to our bunker every night, I even choose you as a general."

Darril face turned red, he found that the joke was not funny as everybody laughing about.

"That is nice one." One guys patted on the Renges, compliment his crack jokes, at always light up the place a bit.

"He is not is one type of person like to fool around." Ines remark which manages to brought the delight moods down.

"Well, thanks. I know how to take easy. You should know to become an elite sniper is not that easy? You have to be cool. One shot, one target and getting my job done is all matter to me" Renges clucked his tongue as he finished his word. He knew the Ines remark was referred about him but he seem didn't mind at all. Instead his mood lighted up, thinking as how Ines tried to get him to her attention.

"Why I have to bother with these conversations?" Ines stood up, fed up with everything, the pacing, the questions and Renges- was the worst thing she stayed together with him in the same bunker.

Then the door open, Well entered the bunker with Randy following behind. Well removed his hat as received the salute from all member of M.O.P. "Sorry I am late. I was showing our base facility to this fine gentleman. Here is Randy. One of the former UBCS member. He is the one survivor of the Raccoon City crisis"

Randy stood side by side with Well as he greeted his new teammate, making sure that he would remembered them before the new mission start in next two days. He noticed Darril, who in the centre of the group had given unwelcome stare. It seems that someone didn't want him to join the group in some reason.

"So he is UBSC member." Ines stepped forward and asked a deep question about him. "Which division?"

"What is UBCS?" One of the men asked.

"It is an old squad military army under Umbrella corporate. Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service." Ines showed her wide knowledge as how useful as she is. In fact, she had Randy impressed about her. Renges gave a low tone whistles to his way of respect people.

"This is Ines, one of the best personal in M.O.P. She will be in your team. Best in espionage and firearm handling." Well introduced as watched they exchange handshake.

"One of great your assets..." Randy complimented

"And that is Renges. A well trained sniper." Well called the name. Renges move casually and extended his hand to Randy for quick handshake.

"You got watch by me. One shot, one target and getting my job done is all matter to me" Renges said his catch motto phase. "Thanks, I think I need someone cover my rear." Randy was thinking for any necessary to having him as back up support. It is an outbreak mission; nobody will stay a spot, always on the run to avoid detection by larger group of zombie. Well should know this as inappropriate to have a sniper.

"Arrow and James" Well gave short introduction of them as they used as firing support. The last was Darril to be introduced to Randy, he stood there with the hand in the pocket, refused to hand his handshake which is fine to Randy, not stir commotion with him. Randy could sense that Darril wanted to find a fight with any reason could come off.

Randy and Darril staring each other.

"So we have UBCS member. I thought what a bigger deal that we had to wait." Darril made a big fuss. "Do you have a problem with me?" Randy felt he had being provoked.

"Darril, please stop." Ines patted Darril shoulder to stop creating a scene here.

"Everybody knows about the UBCS. To fail at the mission and everybody in there was dead." Darril knew about UBSC mission and the happening in Raccoon City as Ines did. "What piece of crap?"

"Watch your mouth. He is your new captain. He is more field experience than anyone in this bunker" Well warned his men to respect Randy as their new captain.

"One night in that place, doesn't make he is experience to handle. Sir, you knew me that I am should be suitable for become a captain. Base on the training simulation" Darril asked his request to be a captain as believing he could better than Randy for the effort that he had thrown out. He was prepared to lead them.

"Come, Darril, let's call quit" Arrow dragged Darril alongside with James help.

"Is that so?" Randy responded back with amusing look. Such welcoming party he had not thought in mind, someone looking a challenge him. He hoped Darril will not kill himself in the mission but with that rash behaviour like that, who can tell.

"Sorry , I will remove him out from the squad." Well said, shaking his head, for disappointment Darril had showed. He knew what is Darril problem. He knew Darril wanted the position as the captain. Darril had all qualification as a leader but still he just lack of experience to face real battle. After the mission, Darril would get as what he deserves to be.

"Let me think about it. Probably he could stay." Randy said without making any decision yet. He wanted to see the reaction of Darril later about his mistake.

"So as tomorrow. Training exercise from 0900 until 1500 hours and briefing later for the missions." Well explained the next day schedule before he called Randy out to extending the conversation to ensure that the operation could carried as smooth as it could be

"Buddy you are going over aboard." Renges walked toward his friend after watching the guy leave. He had the feeling that Darril blew his chance as the captain, blasting his temper like mad horse, kicking his word out like that. "Hey, take easy man. You blow it." Renges said softly, tried to calm Darril down.

"Blow about what."

"Your job. Did you hear Mr Well. You are removed from the squad that moment ago." Renges reminded Darril as what he did

"It didn't bother me at all, you still need me. That I am best there is and that is the fact." Darril yapping around with his teammate, boasting himself again and the operation could not succeed without him.

Ines hopped on her bed back and doing her stuff, reading the unfinished magazine. She could bet her dimes on Darril dismissal for incoming operation."Randy, hmm. There is some about you."

To be continued.