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AN: what you thought that was the only update today, well surprise.
Note: For anyone who read the last chapter before i updated it I apologies for my mistake in calling Brian brain for some reason, I honestly don't know what I was thinking at the time, how could i screw that up lol, well enjoy.
Tonight was one hell of a nightmare, Todd could only imagine what life would be like now, if he simply never got discharged from the Army. He would probably be deployed somewhere over seas, with his training being complete. Roaming a mansion in the dark was nothing new to Todd. This place felt a hell of a lot like one of the training exercise he and Jill did in their last week's together.
"Come on Valentine, you can take the left wing, while I take the right. You know doing so would help us beat delta two's time" Todd explained, looking over the kill houses blueprints.
"What, and get a red in failing to work as a team Swint, come on we need to be serious" Jill replied, looking closely at the plans to find a quick solution. "Look" she said pointing on the Blueprint. "If we come in from this balcony we can make are way quicker in taking both floors, hell we even get an upper hand on taking the targets from below in the main lobbies second floor"
Todd thought to himself for a moment not really sure what to think to that idea. It sounded really simple in planning, but if they could pull it off right they could possibly double the last team's score.
"Fine" Todd said, holding his hands up in defeat. Todd now leaned closer behind Jill's ear. "But if this fails your paying for dinner tonight, as well as paying for other things" Todd smirked towards her.
Jill playfully slapped Todd's chest, before she slowly pushed him away. "You know we can't do this here, the instructors might see" Jill whispered, reminding him of what could be at stake if they were caught like this. "But fine If I win you're my slave for the next week off base" Todd smiled at the thought of that, when Jill corrected her mistake. "Doing things you wouldn't enjoy I might add"
Todd had to think about that for a second before he could give an answer. "Alright Valentine, you're on"
Todd shook his head out of a memory that would only end in pain for him. Although during that training op the next day Jill's planed worked. However Todd was only her work slave for about half the time they made their deal on, before Jill got tired of his half ass chores. He never knew if she found out that he did them half assed on purpose, but he figured she found out for herself at some point.
To say Todd was getting annoyed was being modest. He was finally in the mansion, looking for his partner. But in return all he got was more and more of those crazed freaks on him. Hell if he kept this up Todd knew he would probably start running out of ammo. Thankfully the freaks were spread out, no more than two or three came at him at once. Every now and then Todd would hear the sounds of gunshots, coming from all over the mansion in different directions. However when he got to what Todd could guess was the source area of the gunshots he was meet with empty rooms.
Todd decided his best bet would be to double back where he originated his search in this nightmare. Quickly Todd checked his magazine, seeing the mag was half full Todd loaded it back up on his M16 Rifle. Stopping at the doorway he had closed behind him Todd took a deep breath.
"Let's try this again, shall we" Todd told himself, he was starting to realize to best way to keep sane in this mess was to make friends with himself. In order to feel he was not alone, not to say he was scared. He just needed the feeling of having some form of another nearby, one that was preferably not a freak.
Todd opened the door, but something was off. The body of the freak he had killed not long ago was missing. Todd raised his rifle, checking both left and right as quickly as his own two hands could.
"What the hell happened to the body" Todd could only whisper to himself.
Taking another breath He began to make his way on the right, back the way he came, when suddenly there was a loud early howling like sound coming from behind him. Todd turned and was once again meet by the same freak he swore he killed earlier. The thing was much faster than it had been, Todd was sure of that, although his face was a lot redder than it had been. Todd fired a few rounds into its head, but the freak kept pressing forward.
"Fuck it" Todd cursed, turning his rifle to burst mode. Todd fired maybe three or four burst, before the thing once again went dead on the ground. Todd slowly crept his way over the things body, aiming his rifle at its head to make no mistake of it being dead again. Satisfied with his kill Todd turned, but that was a big mistake. The Red headed like freak grabbed for Todd's Boot, reflexes kicking in, Todd kicked the things head away. Now shooting another burst with his rifle directly in the freaks brain, blowing its head clean off. There was no mistake now, the thing was finally dead.
Todd quickly checked his magazine again. "Fuck" he cursed, tossing the empty magazine aside, as he reached in his vest for a fresh one.
"Freeze" a Voice from the room Todd had just come back out of said. Turning around Todd didn't know wither to obey the man's orders after seeing his face, or shoot him on sight for causing his own inner pain. "Lower your weapon, Officer" Todd threatened towards Officer Redfield, yes he knew his name. He looked him up after seeing how he took advantage of his ex.
Moments before hand
Chris thought he heard voices coming from a door that was locked. They sounded like the Captains maybe, and possible even Barry's. Yet they were still so far. He also heard a third voice coming from the group, even though Chris didn't know who it was the voice sounded all too familiar for him for some reason. Chris found what looked like an entrance to some basement or crypt he didn't know, or really cared, although it was their best chance for some answers. HE figured now was the best time as any to find Jill. It was way past their ten minutes when he made it back to the entrance room. Chris wasn't at all surprised when he found that Jill wasn't there. She was stubborn, that was for sure. He could only just hope that she was ok.
Realizing Chris wasn't getting anywhere with finding those sets of voices he heard not too long ago, Chris decided to move on with his search for Jill. Chris quickly ducked when he heard to sounds of gunfire from the next room. Chris aimed his sidearm towards the door, not really sure what to expect. There was now a much louder gunfire, sounding like the rifle that made the gunshots was now in a burst fire mode. Chris silently made his way towards the door, taking cover on the wall next to the handle. There was a long pause before a last Burst fire went off.
There was nothing now, before Chris heard what sounded like a curse coming from someone. Than Chris's luck turned out for the better, he heard the man with the rifle unload his weapon, throwing the magazine on the ground, Chris was well aware of this sound. Knowing he wouldn't get another chance to gain the upper hand, Chris quietly opened the door, as he raised his sidearm at the shape of a man ahead of him.
'Freeze" Chris ordered towards the man, he turned as quickly as he heard Chris towards his direction.
Taking a good look at the man in black, he recognized him as one of those spec ops guys from earlier this morning. "Lower your weapon, Officer" The man threatened towards Chris.
"How do you know I'm an officer?" Chris questioned, keeping his Gun aimed towards the man.
"If you weren't I would have killed you already, the rest of my team and I were fully briefed on you guys" The man explained, Chris could see his hands tightening on his rifle; he was a professional there was no doubt about that. However his weapon was lowered, while Chris's was raised. At the moment Chris had the full advantage, and there was no way in hell he was losing that until he was certain this guy was indeed a friendly or not.
"Okay, next question. What are you doing here, and where is the rest of your team" Chris asked
"That's two questions Jackass" The man answered, in a teasing yet scary like way. "But okay, Answer one, are team was ordered to scrub are training exercise to help you rookies…."
"Rookies" Chris said bluntly, cutting the man off from his answers.
The man cleared his throat, in a slight sound of frustration, but started to continue. "Yeah rookies, Answer two, simple, just like you the rest of my team is scattered"
"Who says we're scattered" Chris shot back.
The man gave a slight chuckle. "Please Officer, who do you take me for. So can you lower the gun now, and tell me your name"
Wither Chris could believe him or not, he knew his best chance for survival would be with some backup, besides psychologically he could use some right about now. Chris was giving in, for now, but would still keep his guard up. Chris lowered his weapon. "Fine, its Chris by the way….what's yours"
The man looked like he was thinking hard or not of how to answer, but gave an answer never the less. "T-Taylor, the names Taylor" The man claiming to be Taylor replied, walking his way towards Chris.
"Mind removing that mast, and show me your face Taylor?" Chris asked
The man shook his head. "Sorry we're technically not suppose to be here, and we're not suppose to exist, I think a name would have to do for now"
'Good lie' Chris thought to himself. "Fine, can you help me find my partner"
Taylor met Chris at the doorway. "Sure thing officer Chris"
'This guy is trying way too hard' Chris thought again. "It's Redfield"
Chris knew there was something off about this so called Taylor, there was something familiar about him, as if the answers were on the tip of his brain, and he just knew it. Chris's instincts told him not to trust this guy, and Chris always followed his instincts.
As Taylor started securing the room Chris came out of, he was startled by the gunfire coming form Taylor. Chris looked over to see him blowing brains out of the dead freaks on the ground that was laying there when Chris came through.
"What the hell are you doing?" Chris asked, shutting the door behind him.
"This freaks come back a second time, trust me" Taylor explained, as he took a shot off another corpses head.
"So how do we stop that?" Chris asked curious to what this guy was getting on.
"Blow their brains out completely, I'd say we could maybe lit there corpses on fire, but we don't have the time to do that"
"And we kind of don't want to burn the mansion down with us" Chris finished, stating the obvious.
Taylor laughed in response. "No, we don't, now let's go find your partner Valentine"
With that last statement Chris raised his guard completely again. Noticing the silence coming from Chris the man Chris knew for certain wasn't this Taylor turned towards him. "Something wrong Officer Redfield?"
Chris raised his sidearm once again on the man, but this time Chris wasn't so lucky. The man had his rifle raised as well. "We've been through this"
"How?" Chris asked
"How what, you have to be more specific?" The man shot back.
"How in the world do you know my partners name?" Chris shouted.
Chris could tell the man cursed himself silently, the gig was up now. "Maybe I knew when I was briefed, did you think about that"
"Really, than why would you ask for mine?" Chris said in a much more lowered voice now. "You can take off that mask now" It was more of a suggestion than an order.
"Fine" The man yelled in frustration. With his hand that wasn't on his rifles trigger he quickly removed the mast, revealing a face Chris had imbedded in his mind with their last encounter. "Drop your weapon officer, we don't want to make a mess here" The voice of the soldier that Chris just found out was Todd ordered.
"Like hell I will, why don't you drop yours" Chris threw back, keeping his sidearm in his hands as steady as he possibly could.
Chris knew he had a bad feeling about this guy from the start. He knew he should have never trusted him, good thing for Chris; he had never let his guard down for a second. Suddenly they heard the door that they had just closed behind them banging. Chris's back was towards the door, and to make the situation worse one of those things was probably getting through.
"Running out of time officer, you going to drop your gun, or am I just going to have to teach you a lesson like last time" Todd smirked, remembering how he caught Chris off guard a few days ago.
"There's only one way this is going to end…..TODD, and trust me it's not going to favor you" Chris shouted, yet still kept his sidearm steady, figure on the trigger.
"Will see" Todd grinned.
The door was thrown open, with the sound of moans coming from the door way, they both turned to face the Freaks that were rushing towards them. However before they could do anything, both of the freaks were just shot in the back of their heads, revealing the one person Chris didn't want in this situation.
"Jill, get out of here" Chris shouted
"Chris What are…" Jill was speechless as she saw the other man that occupied the room. "T-Todd" Before Jill could do anything someone grabbed Jill form behind, pointing a Pistol at her head.
"Drop the weapon Chris" Frank ordered.
Oh no a cliff hanger, don't you just hate those, tune in next time were we find out what happend with Jill, Frank, and Richard.