A/N

I wanted everyone to know how flattered I am that this story has such a following… Road Warrior, Artichoke, Shadow, Malefic, and so many more have left such kind comments! (thank you for reviewing Alex! ^.^ glad you like it so far)

Also, I will be doing a sequel to this one as well! For those of you who have ideas or suggestions, message me! :D I'm still crafting the storyline together, and I will give spoilers to the ending of this story considering it will be a pivotal explanation for the next one xD

Anywho! I'll keep on writing this story as best I can for now :D

Happy Reading,

Angelica Burrows

Chapter Twenty Six

He was so … tall.. Her eyes watched every movement as he strapped her safely in place. The helicopter wasn't even like any one she had seen before. The sleek black craft was big enough to be called a small plane if anything, and the cargo within was something that made her feel uneasy. Turning to look back at the human sized tank, the little girl scrunched her eyebrows together. The woman inside the tank seemed asleep, even though her fingers twitched as if she were having the most horrible of nightmares. The woman's eyelids moved violently, her pale skin looking frigid and cold within the bubbly liquid. The facial mask hid her face, but the child somehow knew that she was frowning deeply… as if trying to cry. A gloved hand suddenly moved under her chin, safely guiding her field of sight away. Her father sat across from her, his amber eyes glinting at her carefully. "Do not concern yourself with that matter, dear heart."

The child folded her arms as she petulantly pouted at her parent. "That's not my name.. my name is A.."

"Albert, what are you doing?" The transmission flickering across the radio screen, Trent's angered voice echoing in the small cockpit. Wesker stood, crossing quickly over to the terminal. Flicking the two way transmission, Wesker leaned into the microphone. "Ah, Charles. I had hoped you would finally contact me.." The static seemed to crackle, as if someone sounded quite.. frustrated on the other line. Before Trent could speak over it once more, Wesker flicked the switch to speak. "I am protecting our assets, Naïve one… Have you not been notified that Angelica has broken her quarantine? I must get the child… and my project to safety." Once again there was a brief silence, but it was broken by one of the most urgent questions Wesker had heard the man ask before. The curiosity had gotten the best of the man at the last statement, and for once, Charles Trent had no idea what car Albert Wesker was playing. "What… project.."

Looking back at his daughter triumphantly, Wesker let his field of vision shift over to the tank that resided securely in the back of the plane. Jill Valentine stirred in her dreamless slumber, her body reacting ever so slightly to its surroundings. Leaning over with a coy smile plastered upon his lips, Wesker passed a hand through his hair.. Ah.. the greys were gone now that the serum had worked out of his veins.. Life was becoming something back in his control with every passing second.. "Why were you not aware that before her protocol breach, Angelica had actually secured none other than Jill Valentine for antibody testing? Surely you were not in the unknown on this.. Trent." The line went dead. Simple as that. Not a breath, not a word… not even the sound of uncomfortable shuffling came across the speaker. As the seconds ticked by, the smile upon Wesker's face spread, forcing old lines to appear from the mirth that had not in years.

"Proceed, and do not delay. Meet me at the Tokyo facility. We will take up from there, Albert." The order was given with an emotional twang, but other than the quaver, Wesker did not detect any other emotion he could discern. Was it rage? Anger? … Fear? Either way, within the next five minutes he would have his freedom…

And his daughter's…

….

"I don't like this.."

"You think I do, fluffy hair?"

"Be nice… jesus you both are acting like children…"

"Honestly now, shut the hell up before I shut you all up.."

The group had all remained together up until the actual hangar bay entrance. Redfield and Leon had been at each other's throats since the latter had patted Alomar on the rump as she had made a good shot. Ada was acting unusually quiet, and Angelica had actually scouted out ahead merely to get away from the talk. Now motioning for everyone to cease and desist, the woman crouched behind a loading bin that had yet to be moved. Pointing out the various camera check points, Burrows motioned for them to pay close attention. "Security will be tight considering they have their sights out for me.. Give me a hand gun and I'll prove a distraction while Redfield and Alomar flank on the right end. Ada, follow me… they'll think you took me into custody until we actually open fire.." Ada paused before she spoke, nodding slowly. Pointing to the man next to her, Wong unhooked her secondary weapon and handed across to Angelica. "You cover us from the back end, and keep that rifle on spot for any snipers we may have in the upper hangar. Afterwards follow up Sheva and Chris. They'll need all the help they can get." Leon grinned, but the warning look from Ada told him he had better not make any jokes about the "back end" of anything. Shrugging, Kennedy looked in the same direction as Angelica, slightly confused.

"Where exactly is our target?" Angelica pointed to the giant verta- bird that lay in the very entrance of the hangar bay. "Ada, is that Wesker's vehicle?" Wong nodded slowly. She had personally prepped that plane less than two hours ago.. it was shocking how things could change so drastically. "Yes, if I'm right, which I always am… Wesker should be prepping that plane to take off in.. the next twenty minutes or so.. Valentine and the child should both be on it.. and he would be piloting it himself.. he wouldn't trust anyone but myself or him to do it." Angelica nodded as she checked the clip of her weapon, then slammed it back in. Hiding it within her shirt, the woman put her wrists together and smiled. "Alrighty then…cuff me.. slap me.. and take me to my daughter.. Let's do this…

…

Ada dragged her by her hair, and half enjoyed it. She had backhanded her and made a rather lovely gash across her forehead. Angelica partially wondered if Wong was enjoying roughing her up, and why the woman was actually helping to begin with. Something had clicked in the woman's mind, or perhaps she was just trying to get out like the rest of them.. Forcing her to her knees, Ada lorded over her with a gun pointed to her head. Even as the haziness cleared, Angelica saw the soldiers jogging about to find out if it was really true.. Had Ada Wong in fact actually captured Angelica Burrows.. the dangerous monster that had been roaming the halls..

Ada sneered as she placed a hand upon her hip. Lazily she waved a hand, her eyes narrowed at the guards that were gawking. "Oh please. Trent has merely scared you in order to have you find her quickly… Fortunately for you clowns, I did you work for you…" Ada looked down at her prisoner, a hint of a smile curving at her ruby painted lips. The band of red was growing in Angelica's blues, the feral beauty of it warning Ada that this was going to indeed be a different sort of fight. Looking up towards the ceiling casually, Wong saw the flicker of the sniper laser that Leon was signaling. Her almond eyes flitted off to the right half of the hangar bay, shadowy figures moved along the opposite wall. They were ready… Looking back down at Angelica, the woman looked back up and nodded. The guards did not seem to take notice as Ada addressed her hostage. "Doctor Burrows…. How does it feel to be in a cage like an animal.."

Angelica grinned, her teeth glinting dangerously as she whipped her hands out of their loose bonds. In a flash, her weapon was drawn and she had fired six shots. Each sunk home, whether into a skull, or a heart as the small group of soldiers fell dead in a circle. Standing up, Angelica reloaded sharply. "I think that when you cage a dangerous animal… it gets mad.." Guards began to flood the complex, realizing that their own had helped the enemy and turned against them. As gunfire began to fill the bay, Angelica smiled.

The battle had just begun…