Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty
Redfield's hand searched frantically over his wife's body, the blood seemingly pouring from everywhere. Her eyes flitted open just barely as her lips parted. She spoke, her eyes slowly becoming wider. "You couldn't save her, Chris..you never could." As she spoke, her voice became deep, cerulean eyes flushing deep red…
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Jerking up from his dozing slumber, Chris heaved as a cold sweat ran down his cheek. Sleeping in the bed next to his chair was Jill, her marked face peaceful in its repose. The way they had gotten to the rural town's hospital was all but a blur. Leon was looking out the window with his arm in a tightly bound sling. Ada had been sent to intensive care, and Angelica had been standing behind the bed, guarding the other woman. They all expected some sort of an attack..something to come after them.. but nothing did. Sliding his hand upon his wife's, Chris took in a deep breath. She had suffered so much.. she had just wanted to make everything right from what had happened three years ago.. And now she was lying in a hospital bed. A man in a white coat knocked upon the door , tucking his clip board under his right arm. Redfield slowly arose from his chair, offering a hand to shake. The doctor nodded as he accepted, then adjusted his glasses on release. "I have some news for you, Mr. Redfield.. perhaps you would want to be spoken to alone?"
Chris shook his head, waving his hand towards Leon and Angelica. "They can hear what you have to tell me..Tell me, Doctor… is she ok?" Fiddling with his glasses, the younger man nodded. "She will be alright, the glass did mere surface damage..but as to your unborn fetus." Chris grit his teeth, correcting the man severely. "You mean my baby.." The doctor blinked, smoothing the back of his neck. "Echem yes… it seems that her body treated the pregnancy as an attack..in turn her antibodies treated the infection and.. disposed of it.. she was on the ledge when we first got her here, unfortunately we could not save the child.." At this, Chris began to shake, his lips falling open. Leon moved behind his friend, clasping a comforting hand upon Chris' back. The doctor mumbled a few words of apology, seeing full well that nothing he would say would reach the distraught husband. Angelica moved from the shadows as the doctor withdrew, and Sheva stood in the doorway. Patches were across her skin as her form moved into the light, her opposite arm wrapped similarly to the way Leon's was. Slowly she spoke, her voice barely audible. "I'm so sorry.." Redfield wiped his eyes as he shrugged off his friend's arms and took a step towards Angelica. The woman braced herself for some sort of an attack, and with the traces of sedative still in her system, there was no way of dodging in time.
"What did that man whisper to you before you passed out.." Angelica blinked at Chris, her eyes narrowing as she strained to remember. The moment the needle had pierced her skin, everything had felt fuzzy and muted. Larson evidently had a backup plan in case she had decided to attack him again.. Pressing her lips together, she sighed. "Tokyo.." Leon looked sideways as Sheva, then back to a trembling Chris. Redfield was indeed shaking, but from rage. He had lost his family.. his wife was in a coma, and two people who were supposed to be dead, had come back to haunt his life once more.. He just wanted to end it all.. "Angelica.. do you know where in Tokyo that facility is?" Angelica nodded, her shoulders rounding back. "Yes..but, Chris we can't.." Redfield clamped his hand about her arm, nearly crushing it into a hairline fracture. If she had been any other woman..he would have shown mercy.. But she wasn't any other woman.. "Do not tell me what I can and cannot do, Angelica..it is all because of you my child is dead..Jill..Jill's just lying there.. and I am NOT going to sit around and do nothing while Wesker is tearing the world apart, AGAIN. You should have left him there to die… no..scratch that, you BOTH should have died when the Mansion exploded the FIRST time! You are going to help me, bitch, or I'll let you know what it feels like to lose a child yourself..I'll hunt them down.. and I'll..I'll..I'll."
Angelica stood her ground, even as her arm turned a light purple from his violent grasp. Sheva and Leon did not move, fear in both of their eyes. None of them had ever seen Chris like this before..and nor did they know what to do. Almost the entire team was in no condition to join, and leaving Chris alone with Angelica may garner a homicide warrant.. Even as Redfield heaved in righteous fury, Angelica slid her other hand on top of his. Water glistened in the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill down across her alabaster cheeks. "I'll do it… Just promise me one thing, Chris.." Slowly the color drained from Chris' cheeks as he began to breathe normally. "What.." Angelica ground her teeth visibly, her anger at the situation now seen.
"Let me deal with Trent.."
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"Ahh, have you ever been to such a lovely town, my dear?" Trent eyed his secretary closely, a hint of a smile lingering upon his lips. They had touched down about an hour ago, and even though the young lady looked tired, she was still doing his bodding by unloading the various files he had brought with him. Slowly she organized them as he looked out the clear view from his new, Tokyo office. He watched her carefully as the woman tucked her hair behind her ear. Slowly she looked up to meet his gaze, a nervous stare and a blush arose in her cheeks as she looked back down. Trent was aware of the way he was looking at her, and it made him pleased that she squirmed under his glance. Claire took in a deep breath, sighing inwardly as she looked back down at the files. Many of the papers were regarding Wesker, and Angelica.. their virus was the most potent so far, and had been implemented in various ways. None of them were for any good..well not unless you regard weapons research any good.. Trent finally took his eyes off of the woman long enough to answer the incoming transmission that was flashing across his holo- communicator. Flicking the switch on upon his desk, the man leaned back comfortably in his leather chair. Wesker's form flickered in the blue light, becoming sharper as the image materialized.
"Ahh, nice to see you have joined us, Albert. I take it our little family get together ended well." The look upon Wesker's facial expression did not betray any anger, but Trent knew that the comment would get a rise sooner or later. Within the other man's arms was a sedated child, and when her body became visible, Trent nodded in approval. Wesker merely nodded, his eyebrows furrowed. Trent cleared his throat, waving a languid hand. "Take her to high security section A. Wesker, you had better make this worth my while.. the damage done in Raccoon will become very costly to rebuild." Wesker's eyes flitted to behind Trent as he spoke, making the other man feel uncomfortable. "I apologize for the inconvenience, Charles..But my daughter will become a valuable asset to this company.. you can rest assured of that. " Trent tapped his bottom lip with a finger before switching off the device. Wesker was right of course, but he had other plans.. He honestly didn't need the child, or Wesker anymore, and Trent was beginning to wonder whether or not keeping them at his disposal would be worth while in the end. Slowly swiveling his chair around, the man nearly jumped as Ms. Frost's hand had been extended towards him with the neatly organized folder. How long had she been standing there? Was she what Wesker had been staring at? Reaching forward slowly, Trent took the papers and nodded. The woman looked pale as a ghost..perhaps she needed rest. "Go and get some rest now, Ms. Frost. Tomorrow will be a big day.."
As Claire bowed her head, she managed to speak evenly. "Thank you, Sir… good night."
As she turned to walk away, Claire walked as fast as possible without it becoming noticeable. Wesker had seen her, she was sure of it.. And if she did not work fast, everything would fall apart..or worse yet..
They would find out who she was..
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Wesker gently set the small girl down upon the white linen. She had not even so much as stirred in her dreamless slumber to Tokyo, and her skin had gone a deathly white color. Larson hovered near by, his furry, ebony eyebrows furrowed. Wesker could sense that man was worried.. "How much time do we have before she starts to break down on the cellular level, Doctor?" Frederick put a palm to the child's head, shaking his own. "Her body temperature is already dropping..I need to recreate the scarab to buy us some time. " Kneeling at the bedside, Wesker bowed his head. Maybe Angelica was right to have wanted humanity for their child.. maybe it was the only option left..Looking up he snarled at the still hovering Larson, his eyes flaring in color. "Then why are you still standing there? Incompetence surrounds me.."
Frederick took a step back, stiffly turning as he exited the chamber. Outside the room was a six foot think barrier, and an electrified shielding after that. Eight guards stood about the cubicle, each armed with the latest in laser technology firearms.
Slowly he rolled the hidden serum within his pocket. Angelica had said only to use it as a last resort..she wanted her child to live.. to live well..but if they didn't hurry..
The child would have nothing to live for..
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Ada gently opened her eyes as a warm hand clung to hers. Smiling weakly as she saw who that hand belonged to. Leon smiled back tiredly, his age showing through his eyes. "Hey, you.. we thought for a while that you wouldn't make it.." Ada chuckled, regretting she did so a second later. Pain iced down her abdomen, and seeped into her back. "What the hell happened.." Leon's smile disappeared as he patted her hand. She could see he had a crutch next to him, and his arm was severely wrapped. "Seems you shattered your collar bone, and when the helicopter's tank exploded, some shrapnel flew into your side.. you're lucky it didn't hit any vital organs, pretty girl.." Ada frowned as she felt the pain subside into a dull ache. "And you?" Kennedy shrugged lightly, chuckling. "I've had worse..looked better though.. need a shower." Ada inched a finger towards him, her brown eyes wide. Leon carefully leaned up against the hospital bed, his head cocked. Before he knew it, her bruised lips were on his, though with not much power. Slowly he pulled back, a cocky grin plastered across his face. Wong snickered as he sat back down. "What was that for, woman?" Wong smiled, her eyes shining with a genuine happiness. "Because you kept my back out there..more than I can say for anyone else.."
A soft noise at the door let the two know they had company, and both turned to see Sheva entering the room. She had an odd expression upon her face, a heat in her cheeks that Leon had never seen before. And when she spoke..she sounded almost angry. "They're gone..and he left this behind.." Sheva held up Chris' BSAA communication earpiece, her fingertips shaking slightly. Leon slammed his palm into his forehead sighing. Ada looked bewildered, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "Gone? Who..what..where?" Sheva sniffed indignantly at the other woman, but answered her question none the less…
"Angelica and Chris.. they have left for Tokyo..by themselves and with no backup.."