Hey people, so I thought I'd get chapter 5 up and running ASAP. I hope to get some reviews sooner rather than later. I did a hell of a lot of twists too. Steve was Grim all along, despite her brunette appearance Excella isn't really Excella but Alexia, Jake found out something that possibly could have some psychological effect on him as far as being told that his mother might have lived if Wesker had been alive in 2010. Also what I described happening with Jill, when she was under Albert's control I tried to describe it in a way that would be subtle and not so blunt but still be enough to send chills through so without further ado here's chapter 5!
Rebecca
They had just came down from the helicopter and the shit was already hitting the fan. There was a major gun battle going on between the BSAA and the ALF. Rebecca Chambers had been a member for several years now. She was an SOU member and the team medic for Alpha Team. She had been on board with Chris and the organization he and Jill had started from day one but it had taken her some time to get involved. The redhead had the same hairstyle as she had before back on that fateful night she had met that fugitive prisoner, Billy Coen.
I wonder what he's up to these days? What did he do with the chance I gave him? She instantly shook the thought from her head. To hell with that, you got a job to do! Worry about that later!
She had an H&K G36 on her plus a Beretta M9 as a sidearm. She didn't prefer heavy weapons, in fact it was just the opposite she preferred guns that were easier to conceal or at least that had been the case back in Raccoon and that habit had stuck but now was no time for discretion. The funny thing about Rebecca being a member of the BSAA was that in this particular mission, Barry Burton was the new captain of their team. Barry himself, had a preference for Handguns and Revolvers but he was hefting a big military grade AA-12 shotgun.
A member of the ALF saw her and aimed at her but Rebecca fired at the same time as he did. He hit her and she hit him in the chest and stomach. She hit the ground as the rounds from the AK's hit her in the stomach. She cried out in pain as she went down but luckily her body armor underneath her green BSAA fatigues protected her. The rebel, a brown skinned man with slicked back hair, a brown flannel jacket, and camouflage pants and a scar near his ear, tried to shoot her again but a member of the SOU shot him first.
Rebecca was offered a hand up by Natalia Vega, a woman who was of Puerto Rican descent with black hair, deep brown eyes, tan skin, red lips, and who stood five foot nine in height. She was a sweet heart but a little bit crazy too. She was also Rebecca's friend. She smiled at her and Rebecca did the same back. Barry yelled to her, "Becky! Always be ready for anything!"
She nodded and shouted back, "Yes sir!"
After saying that, he fired off a few rounds at a nearby rebel who was on his last leg, having been wounded but still managing to kill US soldiers near him and he hit the man in the chest and right through the sternum. The rebel bled to death instantly from the gunshot wounds. Another BSAA agent,Ben Singh a man from the Far East BSAA branch but had been transferred to the North American branch, a man named Ben of Indian descent, was swung upon by a soldier who had become infected and had even sprouted a third eye like the J'avo who had swung his own empty Rifle like a club.
The SOU agent fired his custom handgun into the soldier's face, letting two rounds hit the man in the side of the jaw on the left. As the man fell, he fired another round in the back of the head. The man did not get up again. Barry warned him. "A lot of these poor bastards are transforming as we speak! These guerrillas are probably the ones who poisoned them. Be careful!"
Rebecca fired a shot as she saw an infected rebel running at her his Assault Rifle raised. She fired her M9 hitting the man with eight shots. The rebel fell to the ground as the bullets hit him in the neck, stomach, chest and back and lastly the spine. She saw that he too, was a J'avo.
Or at least a new variant of it. There were two zombies as well, one was a rebel and one was just some poor civilian who'd been infected. An SOU agent, a Caucasian man with dark blonde hair and similar colored facial hair and blue eyes fired his MP5 and took both zombies out with rounds to the skull.
He called out, "Zombies and crazed carriers? They're like the ganados in the Kennedy report or the Majinis in the Redfield report!" He was referring of course, to the fact that they were there as well as there being zombies. "This is a grade A cluster fuck!" A friend of his named Gregory Bates a tall and muscular African American with a shaved head added, "I hear you, man! We need to find whoever did this and shove a grenade up their asses!"
The blonde agent,Simon Washington, Rebecca believed was named, had been a war buddy with Reggie in their two tours in Iraq. "These poor people, man. A lot of them just don't want any part of the the war. But being neutral is costing them everything! Even if neither side wants to kill them, it can happen anyway!"
Simon agreed. "I know. If you don't pick a side of the fence you get impaled on it! I know, brother it's messed up but the best way we can help these people out is to do our jobs! We gotta find out who brought the C virus to this town. It's better if we know who we're dealing with."
Barry reminded him, "Gathering Intel is the SOA's job, not ours, kiddo! We do our job so they can do theirs! And vice versa. It's a well oiled machine but we gotta do what we're supposed to. You just focus on getting rid of any assholes in our way! We'll await orders from HQ. We need the Agents to find out where the laboratory is around here! They have to be manufactured around here!"
The SOU agent was fired upon by an ALF rebel. He fired his M-16 variant and shot the man in the forehead. The ALF man fell his brains leaking out. Reggie checked his vest, "I think one round may have got through but it just grazed me!"
Rebecca fired her Beretta into a zombie five rounds into it. This one had also been an unarmed villager but still infected all the same. Barry hit one of the infected zombies, this one, sadly a BSAA member that had become infected before Alpha Team had arrived. The hay maker knocked it back and he brought his boot down on it's skull. It did not kill it but just wounded it. He aimed his own M-16A2 at the thing's skull. "Your pain is over now," He said solemnly.
He fired a single shot hitting it between the eyes since he had the Assault Rifle setting on semi auto. A grenade went off nearby and a US soldier screamed crawling as both his legs had been blown off by it. His cries of pain were awful. Her instincts as a human being and as a medic to help him even though there was not much she could do. She rushed it his side but as soon as she did two rebels fired their AK's from cover and she had to retreat and the rounds finished the poor guy off. Barry was angered by this.
He shouted, "Rebecca, cover me!" She only had two shots left in the Beretta before she would need to reload. She fired them at the two men behind cover and they took cover. As they did they fired after her and she took cover behind a recycle dumpster. Even if she had hit them it might not have done much good as they both actually did have body armor on.
So the rebels did have Body Armor but just like many of the soldiers in World War II didn't all get a flak jacket, the same applied here there was a limited supply. If it weren't for what was happening now Rebecca would almost sympathize with them as under dogs but if they were one of many rogue factions that Neo Umbrella had sold bio weapons to, that made them the enemy.
The gunshots had provided enough of a distraction for Barry to flank them. He fired squeezing the trigger off several times taking both tangos out with shots to the head. He kicked their guns out of reach. "Goddamn scumbags. They think releasing B.O.W's into this place is going to liberate them?"
Rebecca reloaded and approached the dead rebels. She searched them for Intel. So far there was nothing. She noticed a BSAA agent falling to the ground seemingly choking. She eyed what had happened to the poor guy. It twitched on the ground and then stopped moving. A BSAA named Yoko Suzuki took notice of it. She carried an H&K MP5. She then warned the others, "That's blue gas! The C virus!"
She backed away as she saw it shifting their way. They did the same, Rebecca included. Barry warned the rest of Alpha Team, "Get away from that gas! That's poison! I encountered that crap in China! Turns you into a zombie! There must be a Lepotista nearby! Stay alert!"
The BSAA agent got to his feet resurrected, a zombie. As Agent Chambers saw this she thought, My God...they turn much faster than a zombie infected with the C virus. The agent came toward her. Rebecca fired a shot into his head and he fell. He still was moving so she put an extra round in the back of his head. They spotted at least four rebels retreating from the gas. One of them was caught in it and began choking and falling. Barry was going to shoot them but Rebecca stopped him.
"No!" She yelled. "Let them go! They aren't shooting at us right now. We'll only shoot them if they shoot us! We aren't here to take sides remember? We're supposed to stay out of it and destabilize the region, wait for the SOA to get us our Intel on who's been bringing bio weapons to the region which faction they sold it to, which faction bought it and arrest them. Not to take part in a war! We're a U.N. backed group remember? Our alliance is to the world not a country!"
Barry struggled with it but lowered his weapon however he scowled and said, "Who's leading the damn team you or me? You spare them now and they won't do the same for you later. You say we're supposed to stay out of it? Well you notice none of the American soldiers have shot at us?"
She explained, "That's because they're in uniforms and so are we. The rebels probably think we're with some special forces team sent to take them out. You're right, Barry, you are leading this team so you should know better than this! They believe in what they're doing so they see anybody trying to stop them as a threat!"
Agent Singh' crisp British accent sounded in both of their ears. "The gas is almost catching up to you two! Captain Birkin, Chambers get the hell out of there!" They began running, the both of them as they saw the just how close the gas was coming after them. They began to sprint through the Puerto Rican countryside trying to get away from it. The Lepotista was actually right behind them, the C virus in the gas form leaking from the poes on the horrible creature.
They raced up to the top of a hill to the north east of their position and they spotted Simon and Greg covering them with their Assault Rifles opening fire on the creature. The thing shrieked as the rounds hit it. A US soldier that had been infected was biting into an ALF rebel, chewing on his face. The poor bastard screamed and his comrades nearby opened fire on the zombie shooting it in the side of the face with an AK and the rounds hit the man just next to the left ear.
They raced past the two agents that were covering them and they fell back but Greg still fired over his shoulder at the thing. Two locals who were not affiliated with either side in the war, were swept up in the cloud of death and cried out in protest as their lives were choked out in mere seconds. Agent Singh was firing a Sniper Rifle from the top of a shanty town house, Rebecca unsure how he managed to get up there was grateful for the assistance all the same.
Barry pulled the pin on a frag with his teeth and shouted, "EAT THIS YOU UGLY SON OF A BITCH!" He lobbed it back at the thing and the deafening blast was matched only by the scream emitted from the abomination of nature. Just then, a Marine fired a rocket launcher at the thing and blew it to kingdom come. Barry tackled Rebecca to the ground and they took cover as the nearby area exploded.
They got to their feet Rebecca, slightly hurt from a little bit of shrapnel. She got to her feet putting her right hand over her left arm. She used a can of first aid spray to try and stop the bleeding. It hurt like hell but it felt slightly better. She didn't have any internal injuries as far as she could tell except for the shrapnel which she would need to dig out once she got to a proper doctor. Right now she didn't have the time to do anything about it but if she got some free time between gun fights she might be able to dig the stuff out herself.
They went to thank the Marine up on the hill who had done it and he was accompanied by other Marines. Barry went up to the man in charge, the one leading the squad which was possibly part of a platoon. They had been sent here to stop the threat ALF posed to the US's claim of P.R. as one of its territories. He was a tall Caucasian male who like any Marine had his hair cut short but something about the man looked familiar. Almost too familiar.
That can't be...could it?
The man who had used the rocket launcher on the Lepotista was a wiry black man with glasses. He stood next to the man. It looked like Billy Coen to her but she wasn't entirely sure. That's even the LT. stripes...no wait...that's sgt.
The soldier with the launcher had a name tag that said R. O'Neil. Rebecca figured his name to be Reggie as one of the fellow Marines addressed him by name giving him praises for the shot. He seemed to be friends with Billy or the man that looked like Billy.
He shook hands with Barry Burton. "We appreciate the assist soldier!" Barry beamed. "There was a whole mess of those things being caused by that damn beast. You may have just saved all of our asses!" The man nodded heartily shaking the captain's hand. "Thank you, sir but I can't take credit. O'Neil here is the one who the credit is due to."
The man who had saved them nodded, "That thing is creating all the cannibals we're seeing on this island. It's hard enough dropping these tangos without some flesh eating maniac trying to bite our faces off! Anyway, glad we could be of some help."
Barry grinned, "Looks like you guys have your work cut out for ya!" The Sgt. frowned and said, "Yes sir. We're second platoon. We were coming home from the war in the middle east. Still had some finishing touches to take care of over there. Bin Laden maybe dead but there's a lot of Jihadists who want revenge. Anyway, this was supposed to be a breeze but somehow I knew it wouldn't be. Our Captain took fire when we first touched down and our Lieutenant is up the hill we divided the platoon into squads to patrol the area and...well you know the rest. These guys just have me leading didn't expect the Captain to bite it on the first day either. "
The Sergeant looked at Barry and asked, "Do you know what those things are?" Barry explained, "They're B.O.W.s. That's Bio Organic Weapons. I know, fancy words. They're basically human and animals made to be bio weapons. They were created by Umbrella. I'm sure you remember the big scandal with the trials all those years ago? Well a lot of disgruntled employees have been selling these things on the black market. Trust me , sergeant, this is the least of what they have."
The Sergeant's name tag said C. Bowen. He turned to Rebecca and said, "Hey, you look familiar...have we met?" Her heart began to pound and her mouth went dry. Oh my god...She stammered, "I...I don't kno..." She didn't get to finish that sentence. Agent Bates opened fire with his sidearm on a zombie that was still crawling. She was about to try to resume the conversation again but a shot rang out and Ben Singh, their Sniper was hit in the face with a round. The round hit him in the left side of the jaw.
Barry cursed, "Goddamn it! As if I didn't have enough bullshit to deal with! Fucking tangos!" Reggie also yelled, "Rifleman, up on the cathedral roof! Take cover!" They all did that, Rebecca diving and sliding to cover behind a mostly destroyed brick wall. Another shot was fired and hit a Marine who looked a little like Rebecca but younger and with freckles in her right eye. The round punched through her socket and her helmet came off and her helmet was coated with blood, brain matter, skull fragments and blood soaked copper colored hair.
Sgt. Bowen shouted, "Karen! Damn it! Where's our sniper? Get that asshole Duncan down here now!" One soldier yelled to him, "Sir, he's back with the Lt. up the hill about a hundred yards from here! If we get him to head this way the gunman might pick them off too! They got us pinned down!"
The sergeant would not accept defeat. "It's only one guy!" The soldier who had already saved their asses from the lepotista approached in a squatting position and said, "Yo, Cody! I got one left in this baby, man! You want to use it on this guy? Your call!" The Sgt. looked down at the dead soldier plus the wounded BSAa agent Rebecca was now tending to as she had instructed Agent Vega to help her move him as it required two people not one to carefully move him without twisting his neck or head in case of spinal trauma. She needed to stop the bleeding. That was the most important thing.
She got her medical kit out and tried to tend to his wounds. She was capable of digging slugs out of a gunshot to a limb the stomach or even the chest if there was a shot that she could do it without putting them under and without doing damage or killing a wounded man or woman but in this instance it was too risky. He needed a real surgeon and she did not have any of the equipment she would need for a more serious surgery like this.
Natalie informed her, "He's still got a pulse. I can barely feel it but it is there," Sgt. Cody told him, "Fuck him! We gotta take the shot now before this asshole kills more of our people! Kiss him, princess!" He tried to get into position to fire the thing but was hit in the head but luckily was unharmed as the round had just grazed the side of his helmet. The corporal rolled to cover and yelled, "He's got me in his cross hairs! If i try to come out he's gonna shoot me!"
Cody growled taking the heavy weapon from the subordinate. "The hell with that!" He crouched into position and took aim. A round barely missed him whizzing by his right ear. Rebecca wondered how the guy could have been so accurate one moment and was now missing shots? He's probably a young man or a woman, scared out of their minds. Shaky hands. Probably spotted the missile launcher...
Cody fired the Shoulder Launched Multi Purpose Assault weapon AKA the SMAW which was based on the Israeli B-300. The missile hit the roof, not a direct hit but still the man was hit as he was caught in the blast radius and was now minus an arm as he fell from the cathedral roof, his body covered in flames.
Part of the roof caved in and Rebecca hoped nobody was in there. A few soldiers rushed over and there was a helicopter arriving. "We'll take him off your hands. Let's be honest, miss. You don't have the surgical tools to perform the operation this agent needs. We'll do what we can for him and turn him back over to the BSAA if he lives."
Rebecca nodded. The corpsman assured her, "The hospital will be in San Juan. That's not a military hospital but with this mess with the civil war plus the infection going on around here, we've got more wounded people than we can handle. This was supposed to be a quick mission, snuff out the resistance and go home. So much for that!" He was also talking to Barry at the same time. He shook hands with the Marine medic.
Rebecca turned to look back at Sgt. Cody. He had aged significantly but it had to be him. She coulld not see his distinguishing tattoo he had when she first met him and his hair was shorter and all though he had aged well considering it had been fifteen years, the evidence of stress and age and battle fatigue was obvious in the man's tired eyes. Come to think of it, even calling Reggie princess even though she was a woman and the corporal was a man, was close enough.
She approached him and said, "Hey..." he turned back to her looking like he wanted to say something but Barry pulled her arm saying, "Cmon, Becky, we gotta go! That damn Lepotista caused a shit load more zombies to the south west we gotta go clear em out. Move!"
Rebecca didn't want to without talking to him first. she got free of Barry's grip and Natalie asked her, "Que pasa? Are you okay? Is it that alto man in uniform over there?" Rebecca just shook her head, seeing Billy's attention had to be turned to one of his soldiers saying something to him. "It's nothing...i'm fine. Just fine."
But as they headed off she thought, Damn it Barry...
Meanwhile...
"Piers Nivans," He said aloud. He read the name on his ID. Even as he read it, it didn't seem right. This is my name? I don't remember anything...nothing about my past...do I have amnesia? And why is this strange Italian woman the only on able to tell me anything about anything? He stood up from where he was sitting on the railing. He didn't know who that Chris Redfield guy was for that matter. He seemed familiar, like he knew him but he didn't know how he knew him.
It was for that reason he couldn't trust the guy. He turned to the woman who he somehow knew was Excella Gione yet she insisted her name was Alexia Ashford. How do I know all these names? Could it have to do with me supposedly being a BSAA agent? Did i take a goddamn blow to the head? Why can't I remember anything? Come on, man think!
"You said...I can't trust these BSAA men, right? You said my name...isn't really Piers...but it is...but you said that's only half of who I am? Why can't I remember anything?" The woman just smiled in a manner that made him uneasy. He wondered if this was Alexia or Excella. He was scared and unsure. "It is not to worry. You have temporarily lost a major part of who you are. Let us just say it is part of what makes you...you. What makes you unique from the rest of the world. The greater part of your mind."
He sighed. Even as he talked, he didn't recognize the sound of his own voice. "I don't understand...miss...whoever you are...why can't you tell me anything?" She put a hand on his arm as if to comfort him. "do not worry your handsome self with that. For now, we just need to make sure you are physically in good condition. We need you ready for a major war that is coming in the future. Your last battle you were in claimed your life and it was hard but that was nothing to what lies ahead. Efforts are being made to restore your memory. I am telling you as little as possible because there is no way to explain everything you have been through. You will have to gain your memory back. I have men attending to that need now."
Piers looked at her and asked almost hesitant to ask, "What happens when I get my memory back? What will happen to me?" She assured him, "Not to worry. When you get our memory back you will regain the knowledge of your abilities. Once that happens, there is somebody in New York City that wants to see you. An old friend."
He looked down at the ground and tried to observe his surroundings. He knew they were in Puerto Rico he had known that since he first came to and his memory was shit but he did not know why they were there. "For now, I have some pressing matters to attend to. What you can do for me now, is raise a little hell on this island. You see the BSAA betrayed you. Left you for dead. Now that they know you are alive they will be sending men to kill yu and any like you. You must defend yourself. You are too important to die."
She gave the young man a kiss on the mouth which took him by surprise and his eyes widened. He backed up. She smirked and then walked off. Piers could hear gunshots all over the island. He could smell gunpowder and smoke. He walked through the town. The city he was in was supposed to have an ocean view. He decided he would walk toward the beach. From what he gathered in the few hours he had been conscious was that there was some sort of civil war going on. A rebel faction against the government. He didn't know why they were fighting and didn't care.
He was also armed. He knew there were a lot of these cannibalistic creatures biting civilians and military alike. For whatever reason as he walked past several carriers one of them, a life guard, they seemed to ignore him. Yet they were feasting on some poor babe in a bikini. Just then, he heard the sound of weapons clicking and somebody yelled, "Freeze! Do not move!"
He put his hands up and he was told, "Turn around very slowly," The man sounded Southern European. Like he spoke Spanish but it was not the same kind of dialect or accent for that matter as the Puerto Rican people. He was possibly from Spain. Piers turned slowly to face two BSAA agent's. They were both SOU but he was not sure if they had split from their group or not. The other was a Brit. They'd been sent in to help the North American branch stabilize the region.
Piers looked the two in the face. The Spaniard had blonde curly hair a full blonde beard and beady black eyes. The other was clean shaven and bald. "There's no need to threaten me, guys. I even have the same uniform. I'm not infected."
The British agent said, "Then do you mind explaining just what the hell you were doing talking to Excella Gione? She's a bio terrorist and she's responsible for the attack on this island! Anyone aiding and abetting a known terrorist is a terrorist!" Piers closed his eyes. "It's kind of hard to explain. Long story actually. Tell you what, why don't we lower the weapons and we can have a talk about it."
The Spanish agent said, "Down on your knees and put your hands on your head. Slowly!" He approached with some kind of NATO Rifle to the back of Piers's head. "Tranqile...tranquile...Americano. Now give me your hands," Piers was hesitant. Why should he be arrested for something he didn't do? "I didn't cause all of this! Give me a chance to explain..."
The European BSAA agent rammed him in the back with his Rifle. He dropped down on the ground. The blow had knocked him down but it did not deliver as much pain as he'd expected. He sat up and eyed him from the side view. "Don't do that again or you'll regret it."
The BSAA agent snarled and shouted, "Callate pendejo!" He hit him again and Piers grabbed him by the leg and came up to punch him feeling a surge of anger. The man screamed in agony and sparks flew from his finger tips. The BSAA agent screamed in agony as he was zapped. He had felt an uncontrollable emotion a moment ago an almost unnatural burst of rage. He did it again, letting his vision redden and the electricity flew from him again and zapped the man. The other agent, the bald man shouted, "Hold it right there! Release him immediately or I'll be forced to use deadly force!"
He let the rage from within him surge out and it traveled all through the agent's body. Finally as the man screamed and went into shock there was a sickening burst in his stomach as several of his internal organs were fried because of what Piers was doing. What am I? How am I doing this?!The man coughed blood and bled from his eyes and was dead moments later,though death had ended his suffering it had been a painful death right up to his exact death. The BSA agent still alifve fired a warning shot into his back.
He took a few rounds in the back one of them entering near the back of his right armpit. Another lodged into the small of his back despite the vest it had found the chink in the armor. He felt pain, sear through him but it only made him more angry. He was still electrocuting the deceased SOU agent and he then raised his hand trying to bring the electrical current to the other agent. Instead what he did was cause the corpse to be lifted up in the air even as the colorful jolts traveled through his lifeless body.
He raised his hand more and it levitated more. He turned to the agent still holding his fallen comrade and made a throwing motion and send the fried agent, still being shocked, flying right at him. The guy tried to dodge, breaking away from his firing position but was caught in the back by his team mate who though Piers had released him, was still lit up like a Christmas tree from the last jolts he'd given him. These also affected the agent still alive as his body made contact with the corpse and now he too was being electrocuted.
Piers approached the wounded agent and the man managed to get his sidearm, a Walther P99 out and discharged two shots, which both hit Piers in the chest where his vest protected him. He fired a third round and sent a slug soaring past his cheek just grazing it as it went by. He bled from where it did but was otherwise unfazed. "What...what are you..who are you...? Who were you...?" The man demanded in fear.
Even as Piers was closing in for the kill he felt a sense of despair and uncertainty in his next words as he sincerely and honestly said, "I'm not sure."
He could feel a darkness within him, some non explainable alien force that felt wrong inside him. It worried the young man a lot but he kept his calm as he moved toward the wounded agent, sparks crackling at his finger tips.
Leon
For once, something good had happened and lady luck was on their side. Or maybe it was the luck of the Irish who knows? He thought as he approached the two BSAA agents. They had both aged considerable but then it had been a long time since he'd last seen them. The last time he had was 2001. He had heard they helped found the BSAA and he had been glad to hear it but he had not seen them. First, there had been his training and then briefing for what he had been sent to do in South America. Mixcoatl. What a goddamn mess that was.
John Andrews was still the same giant he had always been. Standing at six foot six and having muscles on top of muscles. He also had a bald head. Despite being a scary looking bastard he was a light hearted joker. The other agent, David, a man who beared somewhat of a resemblance to Jude Law though with a different haircut, was looking stressed out, the opposite of the African American who smiled at seeing his old friend. "So you're her, I take it then? The infamous Ada Wong?"
She smirked but didn't respond. "She's on our side guys. Remember, I explained it before agreeing to meet up..." John looked uneasy at the sight of the Asian woman. "You sure about that, Leon? She could just be using you. You never know. Think about how many people died in China. if that was me who caused that I'd say just about anything to save my ass to."
David Trap agreed. "Yes, why should we believe a word you say?"
Ada rolled her eyes and showed him her PDA. "It's all there. I got rid of all the other evidence regarding the relationship of Derrick Simmons and Carla Radames but I did have to keep an extra. A girl never knows when it might come in handy and wouldn't you know it, here we are."
They looked through all of it which took a few minutes. After a while John smirked. "So here we are thinking Neo Umbrella is the big bad scary terrorists of the 21st century and Derrick Simmons and Ada Wong almost destroyed the world only it wasn't Ada but her clone and on top of that this whole thing is just one big stalker story?" He laughed and turned his back to them. "It just doesn't get any better than that."
Ada clutched her Crossbow in one hand. "Well it's the truth. Deal with it."
The Brit nodded and said, "Fair enough. So what do you want with us? We're just a couple of SOA guns and we've got our hands full trying to find out who unleashed the C virus in the city."
Ada told him, "Isn't it obvious? Neo Umbrella was the one who unleashed it here just like in Lanshiang," Agent Trapp rolled his eyes. "That's not what I meant, dear. I meant which individuals started this? We suspect the man known as Grim and have reason to believe he did but there must be more than just one man. We're well aware of who Neo Umbrella is. We just thought that it was you who was their leader. Then again we also thought you'd been killed."
Leon explained to David, "We think Neo Umbrella may have a lab somewhere near here. Possibly from one of their old dummy corporations. Even though most of those companies got closed down when Umbrella did, not all of them could be since not every company was tied to them directly. Anyway we think there's a base around here and that might be where they're manufacturing these B.O.W's but we got a little distracted when the BSAA started shooting at us."
John asked him, "So what do you want us to do about it? We're just two guys. We go way back but I don't see how I can stop other agents from trying to shoot Miss Wong if they see her. They think you killed a lot of our men. And I don't just mean Redfield's team I mean all the agents that died in China."
Leon looked at his old friend, "You can vouch for us. Ada, can you get this uploaded to their PDA's as well?" He then looked at her and decided to ask, "Why did you delete evidence of Carla, Ada? Why not come out with the truth sooner?"
She just simply said, "I was busy cleaning up Simmons mess. He was the priority after she was dead. I guess I like a challenge. That's why. Another game of Cat and Mouse but this time the BSAA is the cat instead of Wesker," Leon just shook his head at that. "I don't think I'll ever understand you, Ada."
She smiled. "There has to be something to be left a mystery," Leon's thoughts were, You know more about me than I know about you. It isn't fair! Just then, a voice spoke up. They all aimed their weapons in the direction of the voice. The man, a blonde Caucasian male with steel gray eyes and a beard similar to his hair raised his hands. "Is that any way to greet an old friend, Ada?"
Ada looked fearful. Though it was rare to see this in the Asian spy and somewhat comforting letting him know she was not some soulless robot it was also unsettling to see the woman who was almost always calm and collected cease to be so. He looked at the man and realized why. He looked different than before but he recognized the face. "Simmons! How the hell are you still alive?!"
The man eyed Leon and sneered, "I have no idea who you are. This is of no concern to you. This is between Ada and me. Surely you know who I am?" Ada aimed her crossbow at the man's throat. "You're Simmons. I gotta say, while I do enjoy a good game of Cat and Mouse I never did like playing with you, Derrick. You're too needy. You could take a lesson from Albert. He was at least mature."
The man looked confused. "You are referring to the suit? I know...I look different than before. But...that shouldn't matter my love...our connection was...no...is too deep for something as petty as appearance. You don't remember me? Think back...1998..."
Ada looked at him unsure. "What..." He smiled, "John Clemmens? I'm hurt that I have to introduce myself again. You were my everything in my days working with Umbrella. So long ago...but I thought about you always. Every moment since I've been awake."
She widened her eyes. "John...? You're dead. You became a zombie. Annette Birkin told me. You became infected early on. Before I was even in town."
He explained, "I was. But Albert was a genius. He didn't just get hold of a cure. He even found a way to experiment with it. He made it possible to change a B.O.W. back to what it was. Of course it took me a long time to get all of my memory back and I can't recall anything I did when I was infected but...low and behold here I stand."
Ada didn't understand and Leon was in utter shock. "Why are you...Derrick Simmons? He's dead too. Why the new look? You were better as a clean shaven brunette, John," Now Ada was back to her usual self. "He was...a suitable candidate. He had DNA like that of my own. By the time Wesker had managed to find a way to cure me, my own body had to been destroyed. A bullet to the brain at the Spencer mansion. Before it was blown up and Albert 'died' he retrieved my body. He salvaged my DNA. He had a farm of human hosts he kept on ice for such occasions..."
Leon felt sick to his stomach at this crazy bastard's words. "He injected my DNA, merged it with the virus. He managed to provide for me, several hosts. They worked for a short time but each time, they either died or became zombies. Sometimes both. If often varied. Their DNA was inferior. His brother knew everything he had planned concerning me. When Carla Radames injected him with the virus, she also injected him with my DNA. It did not take effect right away but as soon as Derrick Simmons was dead, within an hour I resurrected. Only I was in control."
Holy shit this is the craziest thing I've ever heard! Leon thought. This sounds like that Ghost In The Shell shit i used to watch with Ark when we were smashed! "Who was Derick Simmons to you, Ada? What exactly was your relationship with this man?" John asked her in a menacing tone.
He stepped forward toward the agent. Leon aimed his pistol at the man. "Don't you move! Not another step or so help me I will drop you! Enough has happened tonight that I wouldn't lose an ounce of sleep over one dead stranger!" Ada turned to Leon and the BSAA agents and said, "You can put your junk away, boys. I can handle this one myself."
They did so but John leaned in and whispered, "Yo Kennedy! That lady's got a mouth on her! The fuck do you see in her?" Leon found himself thinking, Yes she does...and almost grinned like an idiot at the thought of what had transpired between himself and the spy. He just said, "I can trust her. She's had my back from day one and I can say that that for certain because she saved my life that night back in Raccoon when she didn't even know me."
He then added, "I value your friendship John but this is important to me and to be fair, I did meet her before I met you and Dave,"
Agent Andrews folded his arms looking at the guy that was approaching Ada. "Well I don't know him and I don't know her but if you ask me, there's one John too many here."
Leon smirked at that despite needing to be alert because the statement applied not only to this particular situation but to how many males in the world were named John. David lit a cigarette and nodded. "I think I prefer the black one."
John Andrews was normally the joker from the days Leon had gone on that mission to Utah with them and David had been the serious one but it seemed years of having been the partner of the large man both in their S.T.A.R.S. division in Maine, and in the BSAA, he had seemingly gotten a sense of humor himself. Even John had to laugh at that but Leon paid attention to the conversation to the latter arrived John due to concern for Ada as he tried to listen in on the conversation between Ada and the man.
"It was nothing special, John," She told him. "He was a member of the Family. I'm not sure if you know who's meat suit you're wearing but Simmons was a man used to getting what he wanted. When he didn't, things got complicated. He's dead now. What are you doing here, John?"
John looked at Leon and then back to Ada. "I came to find you, my love. In my last moments before I turned, I feared I would never get to see you again. I hoped that those monsters would never get to you...and they haven't...you're still as beautiful as the day we met..."
He reached out to touch her cheek and she pushed his hand away. "Not so fast, Johnny. It's been thirteen years. What we had was brief. To be honest, you were a means to an end. Granted, I did go above and beyond to get what I needed out of you but trust me, that's over now."
He scowled looking at Leon. "It must be Simmons's legacy coursing through my veins...it has given me heightened hearing...who is that man over there? He said you saved his life? Just exactly who is he to you, Ada?" She smirked slyly at John and said, "He was a friend. With benefits," She saw he enraged look in her eyes. Leon did not hear what she had said to him but Leon assumed that it had not been pleasant.
He had lowered his gun but he was clutching it ready to let off an entire mag into that guy's brain if he had to. Ada covered her attempt to toy with her ex boyfriend's emotions by lying. "Relax. I thought you had a sense of humor? He's a rookie cop back in Raccoon City. I saved him and he saved me."
John snorted, "Oh? Was that all you did? This was after I was pronounced dead, wasn't it?" The man's facial expression softened. "Well...you did think I was dead. I suppose I can overlook it under that circumstance. But I'm alive now. And I'm here. I've come to take you away from all of this. I know ho you are, Ada. You're a spy. I know what you've been up to. I traded information for information on you. As fate would have it we happened to be in the same place at the right time."
Ada looked at him with a bit of annoyance and a bit of pity. "John...you were dead. What's dead should stay dead. You and I both know that," John frowned at this and defensively said, "Is that so? That rule didn't apply to you, did it? You see I got a lot of information on your life these past thirteen years. I did a lot of reading in a very short amount of time. You were nearly killed yourself. Shortly after this man 'saved' you. Albert Wesker saved your life. But you left him, didn't you? The same as you want to leave me now! But we could leave together. Go away from here...enough of this super spy life. You've no children...no wedding ring. You've put your life off for a lack of purpose but I have returned my sweet... "
Ada stood facing him now, prepared for the situation to turn sour. "John...I'm going to tell you what I told Simmons. You and I are not an item. I don't know how else I can put that. You need to move on."
John sniffed in the air so loudly even Leon noticed it from where he was standing. "I can smell his stench all over you. Did you really think you could just run off without me?" He grabbed her by the arm and she quickly used her skills to use his body weight against him sending him sprawling onto his knees. "You'reliving in the past, John. Maybe you didn't know this about me being a love sick puppy and all but I'm a woman who doesn't follow anybody's rules."
John stood up. He swung a blow at her and she easily evaded it and reversed it. He growled and swung his arm back then at her and hit her in the face. The blow caught Ada off guard. She fell to the ground dazed at his strength. He hit her again and this time sent her flying back several feet. He looked at what he had done amazed, like a super hero that had discovered he could fly. Only he was no hero. He ran up to her and grabbed her by the hair. Leon aimed his pistol at the man again. "Let her go! Get on the ground!" He ignored Leon's request and he fired a warning shot his way.
Ada kicked hi spinning around using her martial arts skills on him but he caught her foot even as she kicked him the stomach. He flipped her onto the ground and she was dazed by it. She lost consciousness something that sent a surge of worry through Leon's heart. "Ada!" John picked her up in both of his arms. He looked at Leon who demanded, "Let her go! Put her down or I will shoot you!"
John Clemmens grinned. "No, somehow I don't think you will. Whoever you are,at the very least Ada seems to have taken a liking to you. After all if she cared enough to save your life and not mine she must have! But make no mistake, she is mine. You're just a third wheel and if I can't have her nobody will. Do not attempt to follow me or you will regret it."
David stepped forward with the Assault Rifle. "If you think we're letting you walk out of here think again!" John backed up and said, "You'd better reconsider, Romeo. Especially if you want to see her alive again," Though David had been the one to threaten him he was talking to Leon. "Me and Ada have a little catching up to do before hand. Maybe if I feel generous I may let you have what is left of her."
John drew a bead on him and was about to fire but Leon noticed the smirk on the evil ex's face and Leon saw a glint in his eye and something was coming from behind at them, reflected in his eyes. Leon tackled Agent Andrews to the ground and they both hit it hard and they barely dodged a swipe from a licker that had just tried to get them. "Sayanara, boys!" The man triumphantly laughed. Leon rolled away as he saw another Licker crawling toward him and he discharged five shots at the thing as he pulled himself up off the ground.
David fired his M-16 at another that was coming in to back up its fellow predator. He let off ten rounds hitting the thing in the back. It was wounded and shrieked but it jumped away from the next few rounds and it crawled despite its wounds toward a wall. It used its talons to climb the side of it. John got up and fired at the one Leon had just shot, aiming for its open mouth trying to hit it with rounds to its tongue. "Damn i hate those things! I always have..."
Leon readied the combat shotgun he had taken from the BSAA agent. He fired the Spas 12 hitting the same Licker with a blast to the chest. This, combined with the rounds from Andrews's M-16 was enough to kill it but the one David had engaged plus two more were on the prowl. Leon screamed, "Let's hurry up and kill those things! I need to find Ada! She's important to me...plus she was gonna help me find the facility where they've been manufacturing these things."
John fired at one of the two letting off fourteen rounds. "What?! I thought it was just the Lepotistas that made the bio weapons in this city? Is there something I'm missing, Leon?" Leon explained, "That did create the zombies but that still doesn't explain the other infected creatures we're seeing like the Lickers for example. Sure they may have been human a long time ago but the C virus doesn't create these kinds of things. A zombie and maybe a J'avo at most but not these things."
David nodded as he pulled the pin on a frag and lobbed it at one of the B.O.W.'s. "Good! Let's go save the girl and catch up to this cunt, John. When we get to him, he'd better have a lot of answers for us or I'm shoving one of these babies up his arse till he shits out shrapnel!" He then added, "Get down! Just before the deafening blast sounded off.
Claire
He finally woke up and he looked up to see that a handful of people were staring at him and two of them had weapons on him, one of which was the BSAA agent who had managed to take him down in the first place. Steve looked up at her and her heart stopped only for a second. It is him...She realized. What Wesker had said to her in Antarctica had come true. He said maybe Steve might come back to see her one day just like he had for his brother. She just never thought it would be true and if it was, why so many years later?
He looked up at her with tired eyes but she could tell he recognized her. "Steve..." She said softly. He said, "I know you. It's Claire, right? It's all oming back to me."
Claire didn't know what to say so she said the first thing to come to mind. "Steve, how could you do this? These agents told me you let off the virus in this city? It came from several B.O.W.s letting off C virus gas but the police reported seeing a man in a skull mask tossing beakers down that let off the same kind of gas. Or you threw something that released the virus. What happened to you, Steve?"
Steve sat up but was cautious to not move so fast that he would give the BSAA agents cause for alarm so that they'd shoot him. He seemed different but still somehow the same. Though he was that same boy who had saved her back when she was nineteen, he was also the same man who had unleashed the virus on the city of New York. "I died, Claire. That's what happened. I was all by myself in the cold, naked. And then the next thing I know I woke up in a lab."
She didn't understand why he was working with Umbrella. "Why would you help Wesker? You know he was the one who attacked Rockfort Island? He was responsible for everything that happened only he was behind the scenes. You know he tried to kill me? He beat me badly when you were somewhere else on the island and he tried to kill my brother. Wesker was a terrorist. Why did you ever help him?"
He looked up at Claire with the same eyes she had known back in Rockfort. They were not like his tyrant eyes she had seen they were normal. "He was there when I woke up. He brought me back with the virus. You got me killed. You can try to say it was him who unleashed the virus on the Island but let's be honest about one thing, babe. You're the one with the vendetta against Umbrella. I know how anti Umbrella radicals are. They'd do anything to place the blame on a pharmaceutical company. Don't you remember who Curtis Miller was? You were there, weren't ya?"
Claire looked the younger man who didn't look all that much older in appearance aside from some scars, and the look of a battle hardened warrior, in the eyes and said, "Steve, that wasn't what that incident was about but yes, he did do that but that isn't what I did. You can't possibly believe that. Why would I put my own life at risk and let myself get captured?"
Steve shrugged. "Hell if I know, lady. That's your deal. All I know is that I saved you more than a few times, I even took a bullet for you. I also got stabbed in the chest by Alexia trying to help you. Maybe if I had just doe what she wanted to do and finished you with that ax she wouldn't have killed me at all! Maybe everything would have gone differently!"
Claire felt pain in her heart from his words. "Steve, I know you don't mean that! You know what your last words to me were. If you didn't care why would that have been the last thing you said? Let me help you. Wesker is gone. I can help you! Don't let Umbrella have its hooks in you. This isn't what your parents would have wanted."
Steve snarled, "You don't know anything about my parents. I had to shoot my own father for you. And for what? To have you leave me behind as a cold stiff on the ground while you and your brother got away all cozy on a plane. I bet there was never gonna be room for a third person anyway, was there?"
Claire's heart began pounding. He actually did have a valid point. She had wanted all of them to get out of there and she would have done anything to make sure that happened but with all that had gone on she had not even thought about seating. "Steve...that's not true. If it came to it, we could have shard the same seat. I'd sit on your lap. I wouldn't have left you I swear."
He snapped, "Shut up! I know better than to rely on you! This is why I said what I did. You can't rely on people. Not my mother, my father, or you. They all let you down one way or another. At least my parents had the decency to die after they did. But not you. You're still alive. Lucky you, huh?"
Jake was listening to this as well as everyone else nearby but he scoffed and said, "Look I don't know you,, but you have really shitty taste in men. Even if you did manage to talk some sense into this asshole it isn't like the BSAA is gonna let him just ride off into the sunset with you like one of your Cowboy movies. Frankly, neither am I. This guy killed a lot of innocent people.."
Steve looked up at Jake who boldly got in his face. "You'r really going to sit there and judge me, merc? You've been handling guns from a much younger age than when I first did. You may not have always been a mercenary but you always did have a gun. You think we didn't do any digging up on your past? When you and your mother were hungry enough you robbed tourists from the wealthier parts of Europe. On a couple occasions you even shot them. At the age of fourteen. So you don't get to judge me, pal. You've got plenty of blood on your hands."
Jake threatened, "Yeah? Why don't we add yours to the mix? Stir it up a little?" He threw a punch at the downed bio terrorist. Steve grunted and then laughed. "Is that all you got? You sure don't hit like a Wesker. You hit like a Muller. Fucking cheese dick, rookie."
He hit him harder again and Sherry grabbed his arm. "Jake, stop it!" Claire also did the same but he shook both women's hands off and said, "Not until he answers some questions. You see all those dead people on the ground? You caused that! Why? Better yet, I think its about time you tell me who it was that sent you in the first place. Who is this guy with the voice changer who keeps prank calling me?"
Steve actually had a little bit of blood on his lip but he just grinned. "Go to hell. You'll know what you need to know when you're ready. As for all those dead people that was actually a lesson intended for you. Did you get it yet? Did you learn a message yet, Jake?"
Jake growled and hit him again. "Just what the hell was I supposed to learn from this?!" Steve laughed. "Now you're starting to get it! Use that anger, Jake. Maybe one day you can be more like me! But you still hit like a Muller. Did your mother teach you to punch? I mean, before she was kicking up daisies."
Jake punched him three more times and Steve laughed and this time, Randy, Sherry and Claire pulled Jake off of Steve. Jake stepped back but he put a finger in Randy's face and told him, "You touch me again and I'll kick your ass worse than he did!" Steve spat, "No matter how many of these people you try to save, Jake, they'll all be dead. They aren't meant to survive! Millions of years ago our ancestors all were tested and some made it and others didn't. The homo sapiens made it and the cro magnuns didn't. Trust me, bro. You don't want to be a cro magnun."
He then looked at the dead zombies as well as some of the survivors who had either been killed by the weapons they had or killed when they'd become infected and had to be put down. "All this, Jake? This is the next step in evolution. Weeding out the dead weight. Your father was the next step. Your mother was the past. It may piss you off but it's true! Just like my parents they were insignificant little specks on the world radar!"
Claire looked at Steve both sad and angry at the circumstances. She had something to say to him. "Steve, how could you say all of this? You cried when you shot your father. You did it to save me. If you didn't have any compassion, any humanity, you wouldn't have done anything. You would have let him bite me but you didn't. And how dare you say that bout your parents! I lost both of mine. I wouldn't say that about them on my worst day! Those 'insignificant specks' gave birth to you! We're not all bad, Steve. The people you are working for are. This isn't you talking!"
Steve rolled his eyes. "Those people? They weren't my parents! They may have given birth to me but that's the only thing important either one of them ever did with their useless lives! Albert was my true father! I may hate people myself so i wasn't willing to trust him at first but you know what? He's just like me. He knows people are unreliable too. He's always known. And you know what, Claire? When I came to, he was the one there for me not you, not Chris not my father."
Claire felt like crying because she did not know what to do but she had to hold it together. Just then she got a call on her cell phone. She turned to both Jake and the BSAA agents. "I have to take this. Can you watch him?" Sherry nodded but she pinched Jake hard and said, "Control yourself!" Jake rolled his eyes but nodded and then knelt back down where Steve was and began to question him on what he had said. "What lesson was I supposed to learn? You said I was supposed to learn a lesson. What was it? What, you think this is going to convince me to join you?"
Claire took the call. It was her brother. "Chris! What's going on? Are you okay?" Chris responded, "Yeah. Are you okay? I hear the shit is really hitting the fan in the Big Apple. Listen I have some bad news. First off, they're possibly going to send a missile to sterilize Aldea Oceana if we don't have the situation contained in two days. The other thing is, they might do the same to New York I don't know for sure but be careful and if you can find a way to get out of there, please do. If you're wondering how I know you're there, just trust me I know people."
She was alarmed by this and said, "What?! Oh God...Okay, just try and do whatever you can, okay? If it doesn't look like you can clear out all of the B.O.W.'s get the hell out of there ASAP! Promise me, Chris! Be gone by the time they launch it if they do!" Chris tried to calm her down,"Okay, Claire. I promise. Listen, if everything goes according to plan we should have this place cleaned up if that happens no missile which is good news. After that happens, we're being deployed to New York."
Claire told him, "Chris! I have to tell you something. Steve is still alive. What's worse is he maybe partially responsible for the outbreak in New York and he's working for Neo Umbrella. He's also working for somebody who's been contacting Jake Muller. I just met him too. I'm not entirely sure who it is but it might just be the new head of the Family."
Chris echoed his sister's usual sarcasm. "The good news just keeps coming, doesn't it? Okay, thank you for telling me. Wait, by the way, I thought you should know, Alexia Ashford is alive too. She resembled Excella Gione a bio terrorist me and Sheva killed a few years ago but it's just what she looks like visually. She has the mind of Alexia. I don't know how they're doing it but they're finding ways to bring back old enemies from Umbrella and use the disguises of other people to hide them. My partner from Edonia, Piers is here too and he acts like he does't even remember me. I think they may have brainwashed him in the same way they did Jill."
Chris added, "They could have done the same thing to your friend, Steve. If you say he saved your life then they probably made him an entirely different person. Since Wesker brought him back who knows what they did to him? Anyway, search his body for a mind control had one on her chest that me and Sheva had a hard time removing. If you want to help Steve you should make sure he doesn't have a device like that on him."
Claire was glad for the advice. Maybe that's why Steve is acting and talking crazy he's still under Umbrella's control... She though. She had to go but she told Chris, "Listen, just do what you can to stop that place from being overrun but if you can't just get out of there,"
Chris told her, "Roger that Claire. Keep your eyes open. If You can get that device off of Steve you can find out who's running the shots behind Neo Umbrella. We thought Ada Wong had been before but now that Grim guy is the main man we've been encountering."
Claire corrected her brother. "No, Chris it isn't what you think. Steve is Grim. But I think you're right. The boy who saved me back in Antarctica would never do any of the things he'd done so everything you said makes sense."
Chris told her, "Look, Claire I have to be honest, you may not know him as well as you think. What do you really know about him? You knew each other a short time and then you got captured and he died. The boy you knew may not be the same person you thought he was. Or maybe he was but he changed. It happens. If it turns out that he is the man behind Neo Umbrella, and I can't get there in time, I need you...no...I trust you to do the right thing..."
Claire hung up the phone disturbed by what her sibling said but swallowed as she realized he was probably right. She hoped to God that wouldn't be the case. She approached Steve and removed her knife from her boot. "Hold him down."
She cut Steve's sweater open feeling his chest. There was nothing there. She did see the scar where his death wound had come from due to Alexia. She also found several other scars on his torso. His green eyes met her blue ones. He shook his head looking down at the hole in his sweater. "Not that easy, Claire. You got me killed. I guess I didn't mean what I said about my father or my mother but people like you are a bigger problem than Umbrella ever was. Using Raccoon as a crutch to attack islands and facilities."
Claire's eyes widened and he said, "You didn't think I'd find out? You attacked a Paris facility. That was the reason you were sent to Rockfort Island. So how do I know you didn't do the same thing there just to get Umbrella in hot water? You know there were a lot of good prisoners that died that day because of you."
Claire denied attacking Rockfort. "I was trying to find my brother! That's all! Simple as that. I would never unleash a virus on anybody just to get a point across and none of my friends who survived Raccoon would either! Why would we do the very thing we're against?" Steve scowled. "There was one little minor detail you forgot to mention about the Paris facility."
She didn't say anything and waited for him to tell her what he meant. "My mom. She was actually killed in that place. The person my dad sold secrets to was Albert Wesker. My father failed to mention that. My mom wasn't killed because of that. That's what my father was told and that was what he told me after we were caught. She actually was the one who told on him for it. The deal wasn't supposed to be that I'd be arrested too. But you know what ended up happening?"
Claire's heart was beating about a mile a minute. Steve continued ,"There was an attack helicopter chasing after you. Do you remember it?" Claire nodded. "They were so busy trying to shoot you because of all the shit you caused in there already. A couple of satchel charges to blow your way in thinking you'd find Chris? Fair enough but there were lot of non combatants in there too. When the helicopter shot at you, several stray rounds went through a wall and hit my mother. She died when we were lready shipped out to prison, not before!"
Claire was speechless but Steve was not. "You tell me my father, the man who has been a father to me ever since my own father died is a bad man. But if it weren't for you, my mom would still be alive! I don't blame her for ratting him out. He was an idiot for selling out the company. Wesker told me this because he was honest with me. Wesker knew White Umbrella was screwed up. He knew it would be destroyed and he was okay with that but he didn't have any involvement with my parents dying. At least not my mother. My dad, I missed him but the more I thought about it the more I think he deserved what he got."
He added, "Wesker recreated Umbrella in his own image. The way it should have been. Oswald Spencer may have thought he was in charge but he wasn't. He was just a weak old man," He glared at Claire with hate in his eyes. "You killed my mother, Claire. Indirectly. My father, I killed him to save you but if I had known everything I know now, I would have let him bite you!" Claire felt the sting of his words.
"Steve...it wasn't like that I swear to you I..." He snapped, "Shut up! I don't want to hear your excuses!" He grabbed her by the throat and in a flash was on his feet lifting her in the air. She struggled for breath and he squeezed harder. The BSAA agents who had been there before drew a bead on him. "Let the woman go or we will drop you ad trust me, I've seen your movements enough to know how I can hit you."
Steve laughed at the male BSAA agent's threat. "You want her? Fine! Catch," He tossed her at them and knocked both of them down. Claire hit her elbow on the hard material of the agents weapon. She cried out as pain surged through her funny bone. She rolled off them. Randy charged Steve in a rage swinging on him, seemingly forgetting he had a pistol. He swung on him and Steve caught his arm and he punched him in the face causing him to bleed more. He drove his knee into the Terra Save medic's gut and hit him with a hard left. The already bleeding man hit the ground hard as three of his teeth were knocked out.
Steve dodged rounds as Jake and Sherry both opened fire with handguns on him. He grabbed Sherry's arm and flipped her to the ground. He sneered, "So she cared enough to always come back for you, huh? That makes one of us," With that he gave her a sharp kick to the side.
She cried out in pain and Jake charged at him and despite not being as powerful as Steve proved more worthy than the others had. He threw a flurry of punches and kicks. Steve caught his left arm and swung him sending Jake sliding into a pillar and he hit his back on it. The mercenary was dazed and Steve sped up to him and said, "Our mutual friend...when the time is right you''ll meet him. But like I said, Jake. Take it from me. You're better off not trusting these people. Not Claire or Sherry. People just let you down. Our father learned this a long time ago."
Steve looked at Claire who got to her feet and he looked at her with a saddened look on his face. "My Uncle was right. He tried to keep a protective wall in my mind from all of the things that happened to me in my life. My father did and my uncle kept it going. He warned me if I dug too deep the memories would be nothing but pain. He was right."
Agent Grant and the woman with him aimed at him, the woman having put Acid rounds in her weapon this time. "If you think we're letting you leave, you got another thing coming!" Steve's eye color changed and he began to grow in size his clothes ripping and he turned green in color. Just as he had before. Jessica fired an acid round and it hit him his flesh sizzled and burned and he growled in a rage but it did not stop him.
Officer Peter Kim was assisting his wounded fellow officer, Reese walk s he had a broken leg due to a compound fracture. Reese forced Peter to stop, "Wait a minute...I found this on me when I came to. It had a note on it. I can use this to fight that thing!"
Officer Kim shook his head. "No! It's too dangerous! You'll become crazy like he is. You've gotta..." He didn't get to finish that sentence because he was tazed by Reese. Kim fell to the ground shaking as he had been zapped in the neck. Jake and Sherry had taken notice. She aimed at him and screamed, "Don't you do it!" He injected himself but right before he did seven shots were fired.
They looked to see that Jimmy, one of the survivors had fired at him. Four of the shots had been stopped by the bullet proof vest while three got through. He fell to the ground bleeding. Steve, still in his tyrant mode looked at Claire and shrank back to human form. "I can control it now. Looks like that's my cue. Exit stage left! I'd get out of here , Claire. I did like you for the time we spent together. So for old times sake, don't let me see your face again. Leave me with the memory of laughing with you or I'll avenge my mother."
With that, he sped off. Claire felt her stomach go in a knot. He can control it now? Jesus Christ! Reese, the cop who even Kim did not like, due to being a brutal and crooked cop had his eyes turn red. He looked at Jimmy and told him, "You know what the penalty is for shooting a cop? You're about to find out..."
With that, the officer began to transform and it very much resembled the G virus mutant that William Birkin had become. Sherry and Jake raised their weapons as did Claire and Jake looked to Sherry and muttered, "Well...guess that saying about power going to your head is true."
With that they began to open fire.
Hey everybody so i thought I'd end it on a shorter note with this chapter just so that I could still keep updating but have more chapters that I updated and maybe it would be easier for me to update this a lot more often if i just split them instead of making them so long! So yeah that was pretty much it for this chapter i think maybe because of what i had t do to split this and post it separate, this chapter may not be as good but oh well.
So what do you think so far? By the way I need to ask that if you do read this please don't just subscribe but review too! Which is not to say i don't like it when I'm Favorited but I still think you should do both! lol. As for Jake and Sherry from what I've shown so far, they have kissed as we've seen. I had initially struggled to decide what to call Jerry and Shake cause Chris and Jill is Chrill or something, Leon and Ada is Aeon which sounds like an actual name and Creva for Sheva and Chris.
I was thinking as far as Jake and Sherry either Jerry or Shake lol and i thought Shake was funniest all though Jerry is a doozy too. So Officer Reese is meant to be a minor "Boss" in this instance and what it is based on is many of the bad altercations I've had with police, I do not like cops but I know realistically they would be a factor in an outbreak. You don't have to agree with me when I say all cops are bad but I've done my research and i know enough about their history to know better than that. Trust me, they weren't started to protect and serve they were started to break up strikes. That means literally hitting poor people with night sticks.
The protect and serve thing is just a lie to feed the naive. If you'd grown up in the barrio or the rez you'd know what I know. Whatever, i realize everybody doesn't agree with me so lets just leave it at that.
As for John and David, they were both characters in the SD Perry stories Underworld and Caliban Cove. Daid is a serious type, John is a joker who i think had a thing for Rebecca. And by the way, yes I did bring back Billy in this as well as Rebecca :) if i had to say Natalie Vega was visually inspired by anyone it would be Nadine Velasquez from My Name Is Earl.
The part with Steve, I guess i just wanted to tweak the background story on his parents just a bit. Just enough to give him reason, even in his semi brainwashed state, a reason to be pissed at Claire. Obviously as normal Steve who has been dead for thirteen years he would be more rational about it even if it was upsetting.
Oh and John Clemmens is the ex Ada was looking for in RE 2 i thought RE 6 was a big stalker story so why not make that happen again and still have it be with Simmon's salvaged body? I know it seems I'm doing the Ghost In The Shell kinda deal a bit too much as in mind injections but think about it, two men besides Leon who were obsessed with Ada in the same body? Makes a worthy foe.
And as promised while i didn't do it in the story itself lets just say in this instance that the reason Jessica Sharawat is an agent again and not a fugitive is because in my telling of it, she informed the BSAA on the whereabouts of Irving in 2009 seeing as she ended up being a Tricell mole anyway.
I know it's different but bear with me :) and as for the device controlling Steve's mind if there is one, where would it be if not his chest? The answer will make sense. If you guessed his penis you're right! Wesker told him it was an STD he picked up in prison. LOL jk. But no it will make sense.
Please don't judge too harshly if you have constrictive criticism! And as for Chris and Sheva and their run in with Excella i will show what happened which obviously took place a little before he called Claire. As far as other pairings aside from Leon/Ada and Shake (XD) I...can't...tell...you! OK one spoiler. Billy and Rebecca will be an item much later on. But other than that no can do if you favor any other pairings, vote on it! I'll consider it...
As was the case in my last story which i had to tragically delete due to technical difficulties. Ok, please R&R take constructive critics but no flames!
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