Chapter 28

Lisa watched the Hated One, the one who she remembered as he walked through the mansion. When she had tried to confront him before, she had been blinded by some sort of thing, but this time, she would be prepared for that.

Letting out a screech of anger, she dropped down, her chains echoing in the hallway, and began chasing the Hated One, intent on hurting him the same way that she hurt, and making him scream the way that she screamed when he stabbed her with the things.

He was alone, and that was a good thing, it meant that she would be able to pursue her hunt until it was finished and she was sated.

She scoffed as the Hated One began to run away in fright, with a roar she chased, intent on her revenge before she rounded a corner and saw that the Hated One had found a member of his pack.

Swinging her chains at the duo, she aimed to cripple the Hated One and kill his packmate, her chains hitting the leg of the Hated One and causing him to stumble to his knees.

Roaring in victory, she lurched forward, intent on grabbing him and taking him with her. But then there was pain, and she shied away from the pain, shielding her head she backed away as the pain increased. Then, seeing an escape, she ran away, intent to resume her chase later.

"What the hell was that?" Chris asked Wesker as he helped him up to his feet.

"Some sort of creature that I angered in some way," Wesker replied as he brushed himself off and readied his handgun once again. "I evaded it once before with the aid of the flashbang that you gave me, it must have wanted me dead since I was able to evade it once before."

"Good work," Wesker said as he did a rough check on his leg by putting more weight on it. "I was trying to find you and let you know that I found some data that indicates one of our Alpha Team members was working with whoever engineered this whole incident."

"Who was it?!" Chris asked angrily. "I'll help bring them into Chief Irons myself."

"I'm not sure," Wesker said with a small shrug. "But it most likely would have had to be someone skilled in both breaking and entering without leaving a trace behind. Or someone who was able to have access to our helicopters the entire time.

"Which pretty much narrows it down to Jill, Edward, or Joseph," Chris said angrily. "Edward is likely dead or lost in the forest, so that leaves it down to Jill or Joseph."

"That is the same conclusion that I came to," Wesker agreed. "Don't let them know that you're onto them, should you encounter them, it would be better to take them by surprise should the right time come."

"Agreed," Chris said as he looked around them."You seem to be better at finding the evidence around here than I am, so let's split up again. I'll continue to look for everyone else on Alpha Team, while you look for the rest of the information that we need to pin the traitor to the wall. "

"So you're not going to tell us what happened up here?" Barry asked.

"Not while we're still in this mansion surrounded by more freaks," Edward replied with a glance at me. "We're going to be trying to regroup with the rest of Bravo Team and then we're out of here."

"They were trying to see if there's a basement like the other complexes we've encountered," I agreed. "We know the general direction they were headed, so we should meet up with them sooner or later."

"Will you at least tell us what did that to you?" Jill asked as she pointed at the wound in my side they had just watched me pack and then rewrap.

"Some sort of giant lizard," I replied. "The claws are probably the most dangerous part of them, they managed to just slice through Ed's MP5 like it was nothing."

"So beware of the claws, got it," Barry said. "Anything else we should know?"

"Pistol caliber rounds did nothing to them, and my 5.56 didn't do more than scratch them, it required my 10mm to put them down for good," I shrugged. "Well, that or a solidly placed grenade or knife."

"Alright," Jill said once we had finished discussing some of the creatures and how to kill them. "We've been stationary here for far too long, let's start moving"

"Wait," Edward said as he heard something around the corner. "I hear that snake again."

"Stupid fucking snake," I muttered as I reached for the one frag grenade I had left. "That shark better have left you hurt." I rounded the corner and saw the giant snake with bloody gashes all over it as it tore into a group of zombies for food.

I pulled the pin for the grenade, counted down from three, and tossed it right into the snake's mouth as it opened wide to spray poison, some of the poison hitting my ballcap before the grenade disappeared into its gullet.

"Choke on this you stupid snake," I muttered as the snake began to try and move on us before exploding into small chunks of gore.

"Mark, you might want to get rid of the hat," Ed said as he gestured to the poison that was dripping down the side of it.

"Nah," I said as I took the ballcap off and used some dirty gauze to wipe the poison off of it. "I'm keeping this thing," A small design had traced itself down the black ballcap as the poison had eaten away at the black dye. "I might even copyright the design."

"Well, your hat," Ed shrugged. "Now that your grudge match with the snake is taken care of do you mind if we continue linking up with the rest of our teammates?"

"No, I'm good," I said as I spat on the body of the dead snake. "Let's go."