The Good Tenant(A Resident Evil SI/OC)

Chapter 1

MarkWarrior

Well-known member
Chapter 1

“Ow!” I muttered as my body ached and my muscles were sore. “Where the hell am I?” I looked around at my surroundings for a moment in shock and awe before patting myself down for any possible injuries.


“Alright, I don’t have any new holes, and I’m not bleeding from anywhere,” I observed as I checked the pockets of my gray cargo pants and the backpack on my back only to discover that I only had my wallet and some extra clothes on me before reaching to check the small of my back to make sure that my concealed carry was there.


“Well, I’m still armed, and I’ve got,” I opened my wallet to see that all of my cards were gone and all that was left was five hundred dollars in cash. “Well it’s not much, but hopefully I’ll make this work.” I moved out of sight of the main road to double-check the state of my weapon and the magazines that I had with me. The Sig P226 appeared to be functional, but without a firing range, I couldn’t test that. My magazines were both loaded and didn’t appear to have any issues so I concealed everything again and prepared to emerge from the alleyway.


“This isn’t Florida,” I said as I stepped out into the streets and heard a mixture of Midwestern accents intermixed with foreign ones. “Did I take a wrong turn and end up somewhere in Ohio when I wasn’t looking?” I muttered to myself as I walked down the street. Peering around at what appeared to be a decent-sized city with quite a few larger buildings in the distance.


“Excuse me, ma’am,” I stopped a well-dressed businesswoman in order to ask for directions. “I seem to have somehow gotten on the wrong bus and have no clue where I ended up. Could you give me directions to a place where I could pick up a map and maybe a quick bite to eat?”


“Sure thing,” the woman looked me up and down before answering. “There’s a good burger place called Jacks Bar should you manage to find a map, and there’s a convenience store about a block south of here.”


“Thank you very much, ma’am,” I replied. “I’m Mark if you ever find me again.”


“Dr. Annete Birkin, I’ll be on my way now,” the pretty blond replied before taking off at a brisk pace.


“Thank you again!” I called out after her before making my way to the corner store that she had pointed out to me. “Where are your maps?” I asked the young gentleman at the counter before heading over to where he had pointed. “Thank you.”


“Raccoon City?” I asked myself. “Why does that sound familiar? Oh well,” I shrugged. “I’ve got to prioritize getting a place to stay and some food.” I found the place that had been recommended by Dr. Birkin and mapped out a route that I could take to get there.


“Alright, looks like a good hour or so to walk,” I muttered to myself as I checked my watch to see what time it was. “Assuming I’m in central time that puts me there around sevenish local time.”







I walked into the bar and grill and smiled at the ambiance. There were a couple of off-duty police officers and some other assorted bar-goers.


“What can I do you for?” The owner of the bar, Jack, asked me.


“Well, you got a menu I can take a look at?” I asked with a cheery smile on my face. “I was pointed in your direction for some decent grub.”


“Cindy!” Jack called out, attracting the waitress’ attention. “Can you get this man a menu and whatever his poison of choice is?”


“On it!” Cindy replied as she artfully maneuvered through the somewhat busy bar and grill. “Here you go,” She said as she handed me a menu. “I’ll be right back to take your drink order.”



“Take your time,” I replied as I moved to a recently vacated table where I could see the main entrance and the windows. “I’m not in any rush.”


I looked down at the menu and saw what was essentially common bar fare, with a fair amount of burgers and other assorted American staples.


“All right, what can I get for you?” Cindy asked as she came back with a notepad and a pen.


“I’ll take the Bacon cheeseburger,” I replied. “Medium rare, and no onions, pickles, or lettuce, please. What beer do you have on tap?”


“We have Guinness, and a couple of other brands, but we do have an assortment of bottles on hand if you have a preference,” Cindy replied. “It’ll cost you a bit more though.”


“I’ll take a couple pints of Guinness,” I replied. “And I’ll take some mozzarella sticks as an appetizer.”


“I’ll be right back with your drink,” Cindy smiled and then was off to the races getting my order to Will, the cook on hand for the evening.


“You must be new in town,” A deep voice spoke up as a trio of people came up to the table that I was sitting at. “And you stole our table.”


“It’s a free country,” I replied to the three off-duty LEO members. “And, there do happen to be three free seats should you want them.”


“Thanks,” the burly man replied. “We just finished our paperwork slots for the evening and are ready to chow down.”


“I’m Mark,” I stood up for a minute to introduce myself. “And you three are?”


“I’m Chris, the brawn” the biggest member introduced himself with a firm handshake. “That’s Jill, the beauty, and Barry, the brains,” Chris grinned as the two of them nodded.


“Don’t let muscles over here fool you,” Jill laughed as she sat down to my left. “He’s got plenty of smarts that he puts to use when he wants to.”


“And I’m not the brains,” Barry laughed. “I’m just the family man here.”


“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet the three of you,” I replied and smiled when Cindy returned with my beer and mozzarella sticks. “Thank you, Cindy!” I smiled at the waitress again. “I haven’t eaten in hours.” I took a sip of my beer and slapped Jill’s hand away when she tried to sneak one of my cheese sticks.


“What can I get the three of you?” Cindy asked the trio.


“Just the usual for me,” Jill replied.


“Ditto/Same,” Barry and Chris spoke up at the same time.


“Alright then, I’ll be back with them in a bit,” Cindy responded before leaving to go attend to other guests.


“Unless you have paid for them you cannot have them,” I told the brunette. “These are mine, and I don’t recall you being here when I ordered them either.”


“Fine,” Jill laughed. “What are you doing in Raccoon city anyway, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around.” She then shrugged. “Admittedly though, that’s not that hard to accomplish, I’ve only been here for around six months or so myself.”


“We’re all a little new in town,” Chris laughed. “Got recruited for the local SWAT equivalent.”


“Well, I think I boarded the wrong bus,” I replied. “Because I went to sleep headed for West Palm Beach, and ended up here.”


“Damn!” Barry laughed at me. “Florida is a long way away, how’d you sleep through that much driving?”


“Beats me,” I shrugged as I ate another mozzarella stick. “I’m just happy that no one decided to steal my IDs or cash.”


“You serve?” Barry asked, taking note of what I was wearing and the look I had cultivated.


“Nah,” I replied with a frown. “I tried to join the Navy, but an eye injury prevented me from being able to join.” I shrugged. “Went private security instead, worked with a bunch of good operators though.”


“Was it a good gig?” Chris asked. “I’ve heard that some contractors do some serious deniable ops.”


“The pay was good,” I took a sip of my beer. “But I got let go because of politics and ended up drifting for a bit.”


“Well, there’s a decent motel down the street if you’re looking for a place to stay,” Jill told me as my food and their drinks arrived. “Price isn’t bad and there are a couple of decent job opportunities if you’re looking for work in the city.”


“I’m not sure if I’ll be staying in Raccoon City for the long term,” I replied after swallowing down a mouthful of my burger. “But I’ll look into it should my stay be longer than expected.”


“Well, we’re around if you need us,” Chris said as he took a sip of his beer. “I’ve got the card around here somewhere,” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a card that said STARS on it. “Here’s our office number and the email address if you need to reach any of us.”


“Thanks,” I replied with a smile. “But I think I’ll handle any trouble that comes my way on my own.”


“Have it your way,” Chris said as he left the card on the table and continued to drink his beer.


“I’m not going to go looking for trouble,” I told him bluntly. “But I won’t back down from it should it come my way either,” I took another sip of my beer before snagging a couple of fries to eat.


“Well, you look like you can handle yourself,” Jill told me, “But I’d watch out for thieves and pickpockets,” She smirked mischievously.


“Oh, like you?” I asked as I held out my hand for the watch she had taken off of my wrist. “And I would like my wallet back as well.”


“Spoilsport,” Jill pouted. “Most people don’t notice until they’re about to leave.”


“I need the money to tip the nice lady who is bringing your food,” I said as I nodded towards Cindy, who was indeed bringing their food to the table.


“Jill, did you have a street address for that motel?” I asked once Cindy had brought their food and had topped off my beer.


“Yeah, you got a map?”


“Yep,” I brought out the map that I had folded up and placed inside of my jacket pocket alongside the pen that I had. “Care to show me where it is?”


“Right here,” She circled it. “It’s about a thirty-minute walk from here though.”


“That’s fine,” I replied as I finished the last of my burger and fries before downing the last of my beer. “It was a pleasure meeting y’all, I’ll be seeing you around.” I stood up and made my way to Cindy. “Here,” I handed her one of my hundred dollar bills. “This is for the meal, and you can keep the rest of the change as a tip.”


“Thank you,” Cindy told me with a slightly shocked expression.


“Have a good night, thank you for the good service,” I replied before making my way out of the bar and heading for the motel in order to bed down for the night.”
 
Chapter 2

MarkWarrior

Well-known member
Chapter 2


“Hello?” I answered as the phone next to my bed started ringing.


“Good morning! This is the 6:00 AM wake-up call you requested,” A cheerful voice greeted me.


“Thank you,” I replied as I hung up the phone, threw the sheets and blankets off my body before I got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth.


“Jill was right,” I muttered as I stepped into the shower. “This is a pretty nice motel. The cost wasn’t that bad either.” I washed my hair and body with the cheap stuff provided by the hotel before stepping out and toweling myself off before moving to the main room and brushing my teeth.


“How many sets of clothing did I have in here?” I asked myself as I rifled through my backpack, pulling both of my medkits out and attaching both medkits to the Molle section of my pack to free up some space. “Looks like I’ve got one set of dress clothes and another set of regular wear,” muttered as I dressed in a pair of black cargo pants and a tan polo that showed part of the tattoo on my arm.


Now that I was dressed, I put my belt on and tucked my Sig into the holster at the small of my back while concealing my magazine in another area. Twisting to make sure that nothing was tugging on my mobility I reached down and put my boot knife in its place and my pocket knife into the right side of my pocket.


Now that I was properly kitted, I packed the rest of my gear back into my pack before slinging it over my shoulder and heading for the receptionist’s desk.


“How was your stay?” The receptionist, a man in his late teens or early twenties asked me with a bright smile.


“It was good,” I replied as I finished checking out of the motel. “Y’all still doing the breakfast or is it too early?”


“You should be right on time,” the young man replied. “It goes from seven to nine-thirty.”


“Thanks,” I nodded as I walked over to the small dining room and began to put together a decent breakfast before chowing down on some waffles, eggs, and bacon with a glass of both orange juice and coffee.


“Anyone ever told you that you get up way too early and eat way too much?” A voice asked me from my one blind spot.


“Got to eat when you can,” I replied to Jill Valentine with a shrug. “Other than that,” I took a bite of a waffle. “Nutrition is just as important as working out is.”


“Ugh,” Jill scoffed as she picked up her plate and moved to the table I was seated at. “You’re one of those people.”


“I’m not a health nut,” I chuckled. “If that’s what you were implying.”


“No, you’re worse!” Jill moaned as she buried her head into the table while nursing her temples from what appeared to be a hangover. “You’re a fucking morning person.”


“That, I am guilty of I’m afraid,” I laughed as I drained the last of my orange juice. “Been one since high school and never looked back.”


“So, no apartment or anything?” I asked. “I thought you’d have found a permanent place of residence by now, seeing as you’ve been here in Raccoon City for a little while.”


“No,” Jill grimaced as she drank down her cup of black coffee. “Apparently, you can’t even rent if you’ve never had debt before in your life.” She groaned as her headache began to ease off. “They need proof beyond my deposit that I’ll pay on time every month, and the only way that they know how to verify that is by pulling up your credit reports.”


“And you haven’t ever had a credit card?” I asked for clarification.


“Nope!” Jill replied, popping the “p” sound. “But that’s what they insist on!”


“Have you tried establishing an alternate line?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. “If you’ve ever paid a light bill consistently you may be able to utilize that to prove that you can pay faithfully and on time.”


“I’ll check and find out after my shift today,” Jill replied as she polished off the rest of her small breakfast and stood up to leave the dining room. “Thanks for the help!” She called out over her shoulder as I sipped my coffee and began to finish my own much larger breakfast.


Once I had finished the food I placed the disposable cups, plates, and silverware into the trash can before pulling out the map of Raccoon city and fetching a phone book from the receptionist.


“There has to be a day labor place around here somewhere,” I muttered as I used the phone book and the map to mark out areas of the map where I might be able to find a decent job for the day or week.


“Thank you again,” I told the receptionist as I handed him the phone book that I had borrowed.


I stepped out onto the streets of raccoon city and began to walk the couple of miles that I needed to, halfway zoning out aside from periodically consulting my map and the street names to make sure that I was headed in the right direction. Then, hearing a set of tires squeal I saw a car try to break and swerve to avoid hitting a dog, but instead hitting a curb that sent the car flipping end over end as its tires lost traction.


Tucking my map into my jacket pocket, I ran to the car, taking note of the dog out of the corner of my eye as I broke the glass of the door to reach in and pull the driver out. “You, call 911 and get emergency services here!” I told a man who was gaping at me. “They’re going to need it.”


The driver was screaming as she hung upside down, nearly deafening me as I used my pocket knife to cut her loose from her seatbelt and pulled her out of the car.


“Ma’am, was there anyone else in the car?” I asked her after I had moved her to the sidewalk.


The woman couldn’t speak but just nodded instead.


“Are they in the front seat?” I asked and she shook her head. “Back seat then?” She nodded and I was off to get the other people out of the car. The back door was able to be opened and so I opened it before grabbing the five-year-old boy that was strapped into a car seat and pulling both him and the car seat out of the car.


Taking the kid out of the car seat I went through a brief check to make sure that there weren’t any obvious injuries and that he was conscious.


“I want Mom!” The boy cried as I picked him up and carried him next to his mother.


“Ma’am, I’m going to check you for any immediate or life-threatening injuries,” I said calmly. “But I need your consent before I begin any checks.”


“I think I’m bleeding,” the mother said as she unfolded her arms and showed that she had blood leaking out of her left arm. “Can you help?”


“Yes, try not to move the arm for me though,” I replied as I grabbed one of my medkits and used my knife to cut the bloody sleeve off of her arm. “There’s a big shard of glass here ma’am,” I said as I took a look at the arm. “I’m going to leave it in there because if I pull it out it will cause more damage,” I told her as I pulled out a set of field dressings and a tourniquet. “This is going to hurt,” I told her bluntly as I pulled the tourniquet over the shard and got ready to pull it tight. “But you cannot loosen this until either EMS or a doctor tells you to,” I looked her in the eye as I pulled the tourniquet tight and began to wind it until the circulation of her arm was cut off. Checking the time on my watch I wrote the time I had applied the tourniquet on it using a marker and then began to go over the rest of the woman’s extremities to make sure that none of her other wounds were life-threatening.


Two minutes later, the wail of an ambulance sounded as the vehicle pulled up and the paramedics got out.


“What injuries do we have?” The lead paramedic asked as he began to check on the work that I had done.


“The child has no obvious injuries,” I replied as I packed up my medkit. “The mother has minor cuts all along her face and legs from the glass, with a major shard that appears to be two inches long embedded into her upper bicep.”


“Good work,” the paramedics praised me as they began to load the woman onto a stretcher. “We can take it from here.”


“Mind if I tag along?” I asked. “I’d like to replace some of my gear if y’all don’t mind.”


“We’ll comp you,” the paramedics nodded and I helped the little boy into the ambulance to ride beside his mother who was on the stretcher. “Just let us know everything that you used.”
 
Chapter 3

MarkWarrior

Well-known member
Chapter 3


“Hey!” I kept the attention of the kid on me. “Your mom is going to be okay,” I kept talking to the five-year-old for the fifteen-minute ride to the ER.


Once we arrived at the ER the paramedics directed me to their supervisor’s office to get my tourniquet and my field dressings replaced.


“You must be Mark,” the slightly overweight man greeted me as he stood up from his desk. “They radioed ahead about you.”


“Yessir,” I replied with a small smile. “If you’ll point me to the paperwork I’ll fill out whatever is needed and I’ll be out of your way.”


“Well, you mind if I talk to you for a moment?” The supervisor asked. “I’ve got a couple of questions about your training.”


“Sure, I’m not in any rush,” I said as I took the seat that he pointed out to me.


“Where did you get your training?” He asked as he pointed out where to sign and fill out the forms required to get my replacement gear from the hospital’s stores.


“From a bunch of Desert storm vets,” I replied. “They certified me in basic stop-the-bleed techniques and helped me get AED/CPR certified as well.”


“Well, thanks for the assist,” The supervisor said as I finished off the paperwork. “Here’s my card, give me a call if you end up looking for a job in the near future.”


“Thanks, I just might take you up on that offer,” I replied as I signed and accepted a copy of the reimbursement paperwork for my

records. “Care to show me where I can go to get my stuff replaced?”


“Sure, I’m about due for a break anyway.”







“Because you weren’t there when the RPD arrived to get a description of the scene, they’re going to need you to go by their HQ to file a statement,” I was told after I had replaced the gear that I had just used.


“That should be on my map right?” I asked as I pulled it out. “Do I need to go directly to the HQ or should I head to one of the precincts?”


“Just head to the HQ, It’ll be easier to file the paperwork from there,” I was advised.


“Alright then,” I replied. “Guess I better get to walking.”







“Hello,” the receptionist of the police station greeted me. “Can I help you with something?”


“Yes actually,” I replied. “I was a witness to the car accident that occurred on Fifth Street at around 9:15 this morning and I was told by the people at the hospital to come and give my witness statement when I had the time.”


“Oh!” Her eyes lit up in recognition. “They called a couple of hours ago to let me know that you were coming,” She blushed in embarrassment. “I had honestly forgotten that you would be coming to do that.”


“That’s fine,” I replied with a soft smile. “I don’t have a car or access to the public works facilities yet so I’m stuck with my own two feet as my main method of transportation right now.”


“Well, you’ll need your driver’s license or some other form of ID and a place where we can reach you in case someone tries to bring a lawsuit against someone,” the receptionist, Carole Sindermann told me. “Aside from that if you’ll just fill out this form then I can have you on your way.”


I made my way over to one of the small sofas that Carole pointed out to me and began to fill out the paperwork before a voice called out to me.


“I thought we told you to stay out of trouble,” the gravelly voice of Chris Redfield rang in the area.


“I didn’t get into any trouble,” I replied with a shrug. “I was an innocent bystander until I had to pull a mother and child out of a car.


“I’m just messing with you,” Chris grinned. “We seem to be running into you an awful lot recently though.”


“Well, once is a coincidence,” I replied. “This makes two, so it’s still just happenstance.”


“Well, if it’s a third time do I need to place you in the enemy action column?” Barry chimed in sarcastically.


“I should hope not,” I replied before picking up the clipboard and taking it back to Carole. “Thank you, Carole,” I told the woman. “I’ll be staying at this motel this evening and possibly for the rest of the week if someone needs to contact me.”


“No, thank you,” Carole smiled at me. “Most people don’t take these kinds of things seriously and the paperwork is a bitch and a half to sort out.”


“Paperwork is important,” I agreed. “But sometimes red tape can get in the way of saving someone’s life, and that’s when it’s unacceptable.”


“I’ll keep that in mind Mr, Hall.” She replied as she read my name off of the paperwork. “Have a pleasant evening.”


“Need a ride back to the motel?” Jill asked me as the trio began to leave the police station at the same time as I was.


“Sure,” I replied. “I’ll comp you the gas money.”


“I’m headed in the same direction as you,” Jill shook her head at me. “And I know you didn’t have all that much cash on you. I lifted your wallet last night, remember?”


“I’ve got enough to make do for now,” I replied defensively. “But I’m still going to pay you for the gas.”


“Men,” Jill scoffed and glared at me, Chris and Barry.


“Don’t lump us in with this guy,” Chris raised his hands in surrender. “We know that you’d kick our asses if we tried to pull something like that.”







“Thanks for the ride,” I told Jill as she pulled her beat-up junker of a car into the parking lot of the motel we were both staying at. “A twenty should fill up your tank right?”


“Mark, you don’t owe me anything,” Jill shook her head. “Not when your advice managed to help me get an apartment in this city.”


“Fine,” I replied. “Need help loading everything into your car though?”


“Now that I will accept,” Jill laughed. “As long as you don’t mind a mess that is.”


“I’ll be up at six in the morning ready to help out,” I replied. “That should give you plenty of time to clean up whatever mess you might have made.”


Climbing out of the late eighties model Toyota I grabbed my pack and slung it over my shoulders before walking into the main room of the motel for check-in.

“Same room as before?”


“If at all possible,” I replied as I handed over the cash for the room. “And the directions for calling out are in the room I assume?”


“Yes sir, they should be in the top drawer.”


“Thanks, I’ll hopefully find somewhere a bit more permanent to stay tomorrow,” I told them before accepting the key and my change.


“Alright, looks like I’ve got a few phone calls to make,” I muttered to myself as I unlocked the room and opened up the phone book. “But first, I need some grub.” I opened up the phone book and found the number for a local pizza joint.


“Joe’s Pizza, how may I help you?”


“Yeah, how much is a large meat-lovers?” I asked. “And do y’all deliver?”


“Well, our larges normally run around eight dollars, but we’re running a special right now so you can get two for a tenner.”


“I’ll take the meat-lovers and a pepperoni then,” I replied. “And you didn’t answer my second question.”


“Oh, we do deliver, just give me the address and I’ll have Mat over in thirty minutes or the pizza is free.”


“Thanks, I’ll have a tip ready for him when he gets here,” I hung up the phone and pulled out the card that the EMT supervisor had handed me earlier and laid it down on the nightstand next to the phone. “I’ll give him a call tomorrow,” I said as I stripped down and bundled up my dirty clothes together.


Grabbing the lone pair of basketball shorts out of my pack I pulled them up before grabbing a handful of quarters and making my way to the small laundry center of the motel to give my clothes a quick wash.


“Mind if I borrow that?” I asked an older woman who was ironing some clothes. “I’ve got a pair of slacks and a dress shirt that I need to iron.”


“Of course,” the woman replied. “Do you need any help with the ironing?”


“No thank you,” I shook my head as I loaded up the washer with my clothes. “My mom taught me how to iron things properly and frankly,” I leaned in and whispered as if embarrassed. “I’m afraid I might need the practice.”


“My son is much the same,” the woman laughed. “He’s off making money and having so much fun doing research for Umbrella Corporation that he forgets to eat sometimes, and his wife isn’t much better.”


“Food is important,” I agreed as I ironed the creases out of your slacks. “I think I’ll be staying in town for a little while so if I run into your son I’ll let him know that you’re worried about him.”


“That’s sweet of you,” the woman smiled. “But I don’t think you run in the same circles that he does.”


“Fair enough,” I laughed as I used one of the motel’s hangers to hang my pants before moving on to ironing my shirt. “Fair enough.”


“Well, that’s my washing done,” the older woman pulled her clothes out of the dryer and began to load them up into a basket. “It was a pleasure meeting you.”


“Likewise,” I smiled before finishing my shirt and taking them both to my room to hang up.


Glancing down at my watch I noted the time before heading for the front lobby to pick up my pizza.


“Matt?” I asked the man holding out two pizzas. “I’ve got your money here.” I handed him a twenty-dollar bill. “Keep the change, I know how hard it is to get good tips sometimes.”


“Thanks, man!” The delivery guy cheered before heading back to his car while I took the pizzas up to my hotel room.


“One last check on my laundry, and then I’ll eat and tuck in for the night,” I said as I went back to the laundry room and pulled my two outfits out of the dryer.
 
Chapter 4

MarkWarrior

Well-known member
Chapter 4


“Thanks for coming in for an interview,” the supervisor I had met the day before stood up to shake my hand again. “Can I get you some water or anything?”


“No thank you,” I replied. “I would like to know why you offered someone you just met a job though.”


“You want the honest truth?” He asked me as we both sat down.


“I prefer cold hard truth to the sweetest of lies,” I replied with a shrug. “So hit me.”


“You’re disposable,” the supervisor said grimly. “I’ve got the mayor, Michael Warren, Police Chief Irons, and the head of this new STARS team up my ass trying to get one of my paramedics assigned to be permanently on call for their operations,” the man sighed. “You look like you can handle yourself, and clearly you know how to handle emergency situations at the very least. You get a job, the Police get their medic, and I get everyone off my back without losing any of my people.”


“Do you have a deadline?” I asked as I leaned forward. “I’m assuming that everything is tied to funding and you’ll lose some if you don’t fill those requirements.”


“Yeah,” the weary man seated across from me replied as he sagged in his chair. “If I don’t have anyone for the job in a couple of months then we have to cut a couple of people from our already limited workforce.”


“I’m only certified in basic emergency care,” I pointed out. “Should anyone look too closely then this could all fall apart on you.”


“We’ll run you through a basic course and get you certified,” he replied. “It’ll be extremely long hours, but at the end of the month, you’ll be able to do the job that they’re asking for without any issues. We’ll get you signed onto the contract and in a couple of months you’ll be pulling a paycheck from the hospital and the police department without us having to lose the teams that we already have.”


“Can I see a copy of the contract?” I asked. “And can I get a couple of hours to look it over and think before making a decision?”


“Of course!” He replied as he pulled a stack of paper stapled together and handed it to me. “Take the rest of the week if you need to if necessary.”







“Alright, what does this section here mean?” I asked the supervisor as I looked over some portions of the contract with him. “I’m okay with training with them and learning how to operate with them. But I don’t want to have to pay for the training, they want me bad enough they can cover the costs of both the weapon and the training.”


“Let’s rewrite that section then, and I’ll fax it over to Wesker so that he can look it over,” the supervisor said as we rewrote that and printed it out to be faxed.


“You alright?” He asked as he saw me grip my head in pain for a minute.


“Yeah, just a migraine,” I replied for a minute before focusing on everything again. “That name sounded familiar for a second. Though I’m not sure where I remember hearing it from.”


“Wesker?” The supervisor asked. “Unless you’re keeping up with Raccoon City politics I don’t know how you’d have heard of him.”


“I’m not sure either,” I said as I pinched the bridge of my nose to help drive the migraine away. “But we need to focus on getting this contract straightened out before we move onto anything else.”


“You’re okay with being armed as a medic?” The supervisor asked with a look of surprise on his face. “Most of my people wouldn’t be comfortable with that.”


“As long as I get to keep the rifle and handgun that I get to use then I am absolutely okay with being a regular member of their SWAT or STARS teams,” I replied as the headache began to ease. “ Now let’s get this contract approved and get me working.”


“The motel and per diem should cover your food and any expenses that occur during your training,” the supervisor outlined the new part of the contract that we had worked out. “But you won’t get your regular salary until you start working with the RPD.”


“As long as I’ve got enough to get a place to sleep and enough to eat I should be good,” I replied. “I guess now we wait for the changed contract to be approved?”


“Yeah, it shouldn’t take long,” The supervisor said with a grin. “I’m predicting that they give it a glance over and then send back the approval just because they’re tired of having to wait for me to gift wrap one of my people for them.”


“I’m gonna head over to McDonald's and grab a cup of coffee in the meantime,” I told the other man. “You want anything?”


“Nah, I’m good,” he shook his head. “The coffee here might be trash, but it’s what I’m used to.”


“Fair enough,” I said as I slung my pack over my shoulders once again. “I’ll be back in a half-hour or so.”







“Well, they didn’t make any additions or changes to our modified contract,” the supervisor greeted me as I sipped on my coffee. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a job.”


“Thanks,” I replied. “I’ll sign that and then head over to get a bus pass,” I pulled out my pen and read everything over once more before signing my life away for the next couple of years. “I’ll need reliable transportation if you want me here early for the training.”


“Sounds good,” the supervisor smiled as if a great weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. “We’ll get you in here at seven sharp to start running you through the crash course.”


“A hundred and twenty hours crammed into twenty-four consecutive days,” I deadpanned. “Can’t wait.”


“The paycheck will be worth it,” he replied. “Umbrella subsidizes just about everything in this town, and there are some definite kickbacks to using their products out in the field.”


“I’ll just stick to whatever works,” I replied. “I’m not looking to get sued over trying something experimental that gets people killed.”


“I’ll be here in the morning,” I replied as I left the office that I had just spent around four hours in. “See you then.”


Leaving the hospital, I beelined straight for the nearest pharmacy.


“Where is the over-the-counter stuff for headaches?” I asked the cashier. “I’ve got a killer migraine and need something to help stave it off long enough for me to get stuff done.”


“Over on aisle three,” She replied. “Should be around the middle of the aisle.”


“Thank you,” I replied as I beelined it to aisle three and began to look for some aspirin, Excedrin, or some ibuprofen. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as the pain spiked every time I saw an Umbrella Corp logo on something. “That'll do,” I grabbed something that was being marketed as the “ultimate migraine relief” from the shelf and headed to the counter. “I’ll take this please,” I handed her the cash and accepted my change and the receipt before opening the bottle of pills and popping two in my mouth as the directions instructed. Dry swallowing the pills I left the pharmacy and tucked the bottle of headache meds into my pack.


“Let’s go back to the motel and bed down, if my head is this bad now then it might get worse and I need to be on my A-Game tomorrow,” I muttered as I began the walk to get a bus pass first, and then head to the motel to grab some sleep.
 
Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

“Well, it looks like I misread that,” I said to myself as I reviewed my copy of the contract in the early morning. “Two hundred and ten hours instead of a hundred and twenty,” I mentally shrugged to myself. “But free training is free training, and you don’t turn that down,” I muttered as I got dressed in the clothes I had worn when I first arrived in Raccoon City and made my way to the bus stop.

“I’m going to need to find a more reliable means of transportation,” I muttered under my breath as I sat at the bus stop’s bench. “I’ll have to take a look at Craigslist sometime soon, there should be something relatively cheap that I can find there.”

“What’s craigslist?” One of the people sitting at the bus stop with me asked.

“You know, the website you go on to post things you’re selling,” I replied.

“You mean the classifieds?” The man asked as he held up his newspaper. “Because I’ve never heard of this “craigslist” or “online”.”

“Huh?” I replied. “I thought everyone knew what craigslist was,” I shrugged. “I guess I’ll have to track down something when I have free time then.”

Once the bus came I boarded swiped my bus pass before taking a seat near the front of the bus. This bus’s route would take it right in front of the hospital with enough time for me to grab some coffee and breakfast.




“You must be Mark Hall,” the instructor said as I entered the area of the hospital set aside for training purposes. “I’m Jessica Taylor, and I’ll be running you through the crash course in my world.”

“That’s me,” I shook her hand. “I’m good to hit the ground running if you are.”

“I’ve gotta see where your skill level is first,” Jessica said as she grabbed a set of practice gear and tossed it at me. “There are a couple of cadavers that got donated for scientific and learning purposes that we have set aside for training that is as real as it gets.” Her face took on an evil smile. “Then we’re going to find you a goat, and you’re going to do your absolute best to keep that little fucker alive. That’s how we were taught as Corpsman to do it, and I know that it works,” she shrugged. “If it ain’t broke, I’m not going to try and fix it,” She then laughed. “While it’s not exactly a part of the standard EMT training we give around here it’ll help you out more than the planned curriculum that they tried to foist off on me.”

“I’m ready when you are,” I replied as I slung my pack off and into the locker that she had set aside for me. “And I don’t mind getting gritty and filthy if it helps me save some lives.”

“Good,” She brought me to a room that had a desk in it and slammed a set of books down in front of me along with a notebook and a pencil. “This, is the book that I expect you to have memorized from front to back by the end of the week,” She smiled. “Practical application will start next week and you’ll be able to tell me exactly what medications do and how they interact with eachother.” She brought out one more book and stacked it on top of the others. “This, is a study on all of the herbs and advanced medicine that Umbrella Corporation has introduced to not only our city, but to the rest of the world. This can be just as important if not more so than the other book because sometimes it’s like fucking magic with how the herbs and first aid sprays work,” She sighed. “Then other times it’s a carefully planned out science where the wrong interaction will kill someone.”

“Sounds like tons of fun,” I remarked as I began to open up and glance through the contents of the books laid out in front of me. “Might as well get started then.”



“That’s twelve hours,” Jessica said as her watch beeped and we both yawned. “I’ll be testing you on what we went over today.”

“Sounds good,” I replied. “Same time tomorrow?” I asked as I tossed the books into my pack so that I could read more overnight.

“I’ll see you bright and early in the morning,” Jessica laughed. “I’m tossing you into the deep end here and hoping that you’re able to swim,” she shrugged. “Should you drown then you won’t be able to cut it working with the RPD.”

“Sounds good,” I replied with a small chuckle. “I’ll try to keep treading water then.”

“I certainly hope that you don’t drown,” Jessica replied. “I’ve got enough on my plate without having to be on call for the SWAT and STARS teams.”




“Hey, you’re back!” Cindy greeted me as I entered Jack’s bar for the second time. “Same table as last time?”

“Yes please,” I replied with a smile. “But only if it’s clear.”

“The table just got cleared,” Cindy smiled. “I’ll go wipe it down and we’ll get you seated.”

“Thanks Cindy,” I replied. “I’ll take the same order that I had the other night. Keep the beer coming though, I’ll be here a while.”

“Sounds good Mr. Hall,” Cindy replied. “I’ll make sure you get taken care of.”

Taking a seat, I pulled out the book that had the properties of the green herb and how it interacted with some of the other medications that Umbrella or other corporations had been putting out.

“You studying up for something?” Cindy asked as she brought the first beer over. “I always wanted to be a nurse.”

“Yeah,” I replied. “Doing a crash course on EMT/EMS training. I’ve got a lot of studying to do.”

“Let me know if you need any help studying on one of my slow days,” Cindy said. “Jack would probably be willing to let me sit in and study with you.”

“Sure,” I replied. “Maybe one of these days when you’re a bit less busy.”

“Well, Mr. Hall,” Cindy said. “Enjoy your beer and burger.”

“Call me Mark,” I replied. “And I’ll definitely enjoy both the food and the company.”

I began to sip at my beer while I looked over the book on the herbs. This was entirely new science to me and the more I read into the book the more my head began to hurt. Reaching into my pack and pulling out the meds that had worked so well the night before I flipped it over to see the directions and if I could take it with the alcohol I was drinking. Not seeing anything against it, I popped two as the directions indicated and took a break from studying to look at the front of the bar for a minute. Then, the rain started coming down, and the glass became murky.

“Looks like we’re gonna be rained out for the rest of the night,” Cindy said as she brought my burger. “Most of our regulars stay home when it’s raining this hard.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” I replied. “I’ll probably finish up this burger and then head back out. I’ve got a long couple of weeks ahead of me and need to get some proper rest.”

“Well, have a good night!” Cindy cheerfully replied. “And let me know if you ever need that help studying.”

“Will do,” I replied after I swallowed a bite of the burger. “Studying alone isn’t very fun after all.”

Finishing off my dinner, I left a decent tip before wrapping my books in a plastic bag to hopefully help keep the moisture out and tucking them inside my pack. Then I walked out into the rain with the intent of finding a clothing shop nearby. I needed a jacket if it was going to be cold and rainy here.
 
Chapter 6

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Chapter 6


“Mat, you’re a fucking idiot,” I said as I dragged the RPD SWAT team member back around the corner after he had just gotten hit by a couple of gang members. “I told you not to go into that fucking room without backup.”


“I thought you and I could handle it,” he groaned in pain as I began to pack field dressing into the open wound on his thigh.


“Yeah, but the rest of the team got separated from us when they started setting rooms on fire,” I finished packing the wound before wrapping an Israeli bandage over it and creating added pressure. “We’re both stuck here until STARS or SWAT team Bravo shows up to bail us out.”


“Why does it hurt so much?” Mat groaned. “When I broke my leg it didn’t hurt near this bad.”


“Because you got shot,” I said as I finished dragging him into a hard corner. “Give me your extra mags, I’m gonna need ‘em.”


The wounded man passed me a handful of Stanag magazines for the AR pattern rifle that we had both been issued.


“Thanks, now keep quiet. If they come through that door I want them focused on me,” I hushed him and stuffed some clean gauze in his mouth to bite down on if the pain got worse.


I readied my rifle, stood at an angle that would be hard to see from the entryway, and waited for the rest of the gang members to come through.


The first gang member to come through the doorway got a nearly perfect Mozambique Drill that dropped him perfectly. My rifle had lightly kicked against my shoulder and the minimal recoil allowed me to reacquire my target fairly quickly.


Moving back to the hard corner that Mat was hidden in, I double-checked his field dressing to make sure that he wasn’t bleeding any more.


“Stay with me, Mat,” I grabbed him by the shoulder and shook him into being fully awake. “You can’t go to sleep, you have to stay awake or you won’t be able to see your fiancé again.”


“I’m awake!” Mat shook his head and pinched himself. “I’m awake Dammit!”


“Good, you need to stay that way or you’ll start going into shock,” I handed him a small bottle of something out of my pack. “Drink this, it’s an IV in drinkable form.”


“Ugh,” Mat’s face twisted in horror as he drank the small bottle. “That’s disgusting, why would anyone drink that shit?!”


“Because it works,” I turned slightly and raised my rifle to high-ready as I heard a sound by the doorway.


“I’m gonna die on my feet,” Mat muttered as he used my pack and my tac vest to pull himself up to his feet behind me. “I hope you got earpro,” Mat told me as he used the side of my shoulder to help him brace his rifle. “ 'Cause otherwise I’m not sure your hearing will be intact after this.”


“Earpro is on,” I replied. “But it won’t matter anyway if we’re both dead.”


Then gunshots echoed through the other hallway and we heard the distinct callouts of the rest of the SWAT team that we had been separated from.


“Blue!” I yelled from the doorway as I saw some of my teammates enter. “Mat’s wounded, we’ve gotta get him outta here.”


“The gang is down,” Lieutenant Marvin Branagh told me. “Site is secured and we’ve called for both EMS and the fire department.”


“I’ll start patching everyone up then, boss,” I replied to SWAT team Alpha’s CO. “Mat can’t be the only one who was hit or hurt.”


“EMS will take care of us, Mark,” the SWAT team captain replied. “As long as Mat won’t bleed out in the next hour or so, that is.”


“He’s good until he can get to a hospital, but why don’t you need me here?”


“You weren’t even supposed to be on this op,” Marvin laughed. “Someone screwed up the paperwork, and you’re double booked for today.”


“How long until Bravo team leaves?” I asked as I pulled Mat up and threw gum across my shoulders.


“You’ve got a couple of hours, just long enough to grab a shower and replace whatever piece of kit you need to replace.”


“Gain way!” I yelled at the crowd of police officers that were crowding the entrances to the apartment complex we were at. “Wounded coming through!” I carried Mat directly to the ambulance that was on standby. “Hey, Jess! I greeted my once teacher and now friend. “Mat’s a bit shot up, he’s also got some cuts and bruises. Upper left thigh, it missed the artery and I packed it and put a pressure bandage on it after I sprayed some of the Umbrella Corporation's Antibacterial/antiviral on it.”


“We’ve got it from here, Mark,” Jessica said as she helped me load Mat up into the ambulance. “I think the Chief wants a word with you.” She nodded her head at Chief Irons who was red-faced and seemed extremely angry.


“Can’t I just tag along with you?” I quipped. “I’m pretty sure that it would be safer than staying here.”


“Sorry,” she shook her head. “I’m not throwing myself into that line of fire for you.”


“Fine,” I groaned. “I’ll go face the red monster.”


“Officer Matthias Dawson looks like he’ll make a full recovery chief,” I inclined my head towards the ambulance that was closing its doors. “I’m about to borrow an officer and get to HQ so that I can join Bravo team on their op.”


“You were supposed to already be at the police station!” Irons bellowed at me. “How the hell did you end up here?”


“Chief Irons,” I responded calmly and respectfully. “I’m supposed to go out with every team as a medic. It’s a part of my contract, and if I hadn’t been on this op today then you would be down at least one, if not two SWAT team members.” I shrugged. “I’m still good to go, I’ve just got to replace some of the kit that I used and I’ll be heading out to investigate the murders with Bravo team.”


The hefty man sputtered at me as I took the wind out of his sails and began walking toward one of the LEOs on scene and asked for them to take me to the HQ.


“You alright man?” The Officer, Kevin Ryman asked me.


“Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied as I opened up a bottle of the anti-migraine meds that I had been taking for the last year and a half. “Just a migraine, they come and go.”


“Well, try and get some rest while I finish taking you to HQ,” Ryman replied. “You’re heading out with Bravo team, right? You’re gonna need the rest.”






“Chambers!” I barked in my command voice as I entered the room where STARS team Bravo was getting ready for the foray into the Arklay mountains. “Please tell me that you’re not about to go out to investigate a series of murders in the twilight of the fucking mountains with just a handgun and a tiny medkit.”


“Captain Wesker cleared me though!” Chambers tried to defend herself before I shut her down.


“I don’t give a flying fuck about what Wesker told you,” I replied heatedly. “I’m the one who’s been training you, and you know that you’re supposed to carry an SMG with you at the absolute minimum,” I sighed. “We’re going to the armory, you’re not heading out to investigate people who are possibly drugged out of their minds with just a pistol.”


“I’m sorry,” Chambers said shyly as she glanced down and away from me. “I tried arguing with the Captain but he shut me down and I didn’t know how to respond.”


“I’m sorry for yelling at you,” I pulled the girl that I had taken under my wing over the last six months into a side hug. “I shouldn’t have barked without getting all of the correct information first.”


“You’re forgiven,” Chambers smiled.


“SMG or rifle?” I asked as we entered the armory and greeted the quartermaster.


“SMG,” Rebecca replied. “I packed a larger medkit, but it’s sitting in the STARS offices.”


“I’ll grab the kit, you make sure that you get a full load of mags for everything,” I shook my head as it started to pound. “And bring extra batteries in a waterproof bag, it’ll come in handy later.”


I headed to the STARS offices to be greeted by the frowning Captain Albert Wesker.


“Why are you making Chambers bring a full combat load for an investigation?” The man glared at me from underneath his ever-present sunglasses.


“Because it’s the way that I’ve been training her,” I grabbed the large medkit from Chamber’s desk. “If you had any idea of how combat really works then you would know that you always train how you would fight and with what you would bring,” I smirked. “But you don’t train, all you’ve done since I started working here is sit and do paperwork, you’re sloppy, and if you slip up out in the field it’ll mean your death.”


“Confident in that are you?” Wesker asked with a smug smirk on his face.


“Yes, I am,” I replied as my head began to hurt worse than it did before. “And you’ll find that out soon enough.” A scene of Wesker dying by falling into a volcano flashed in front of my eyes. “Sorry, but I’ve got murders to investigate, so if you’ll kindly get the fuck out of my way then I’ll go get rained out on the mountains.”


“There’s no rain in the forecast,” Wesker raised an eyebrow. “It’s clear for the next two weeks.”


“There’ll be rain all right,” I replied coldly. “See you soon.”
 
Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

“We all squared away now?” Captain Enrico Marini asked me as I led the now properly armed and armored Rebecca Chambers up to the ready room.

“We’re good, Captain,” I replied. “Just having a discussion with Wesker again.”

“One day your issues with him are going to bite you in the ass,” Richard Aiken said with a smile and a shake of his head. “Captain Wesker has been trying to find a reason to get rid of you for the past year.”

“Well, if he trained properly and wasn’t an asshole I wouldn’t have any issues with him,” I replied as I checked my mags and my rifle one last time. “But he doesn’t train with us, and he always acts so smugly when you explain something to him. Chambers would be a sitting duck in a firefight if Edward and I hadn’t started training her properly.”

“Alright,” Aiken raised his hands in surrender. “I know when a grudge can’t be settled with words.”

“No,” I shook my head. “I don’t think I’d put it on the level of a grudge. I just don’t trust the man to have my back in a firefight or any sort of combat,” I shrugged. “He might be a fantastic guy outside of work, but I don’t think I’m going to ever be close enough to figure that out.”

“Alright, everything checks out on the chopper,” Edward Dewey said as he climbed out of the chopper. “We’re ready to lift off when you give the go-ahead, Captain Marini.”

“Check your gear and your partner's gear,” Enrico ordered. “There have been reports of both Wolves and Grizzly bears in the Arklay Mountains. So make sure that you’ve got everything you might need. Once we’ve made landfall we’re going to be splitting up into two teams of three, with one medic going with each team.”

“And stay in radio contact,” I said as I pulled their attention to me. “I brought a 10mm for any bears we might come across. I mean, I’ve been looking for an excuse to redecorate my place, and a bear skin rug seems apt.”

“We’ll let you know if we run into a bear,” Forest laughed. “But I’m honestly hoping that we don’t.”



“We’re going to be touching down in a field that was specified by our contact,” Captain Enrico Marini said over the headsets in the chopper. “Plan is to make contact and then start our investigation. It’ll take about forty-five minutes to reach the landing zone, so double-check your gear or rest up while you can.”


Closing my eyes, I was nearly asleep when Chambers nudged me in the side and startled me to full alertness.
“You okay?” the young woman asked me.

“I’m good,” I said into the mic. “Just tired, SWAT Team Alpha had a massive drug bust today, and Mat got hit.”

“He gonna be okay?” Captain Marini asked as he listened into the conversation. “Mat’s a good kid, and I’ve been trying to get him trained up and into STARS, but Wesker wouldn’t hear of it.”

“It didn’t hit an artery,” I replied. “He’ll need some stitches and physical therapy and he should be right as rain in a few months.”

“Fuck!” Edward yelled as we felt the chopper lurch. “Engine failure, we’re going down! I’m gonna have to make an emergency landing!”

The Chopper seemed to level out under the expert piloting of Edward before the rear rotor struck a tree and sent us spiraling out of control.

“Brace for impact!” Dewey yelled as the chopper hit the ground and everything in my vision went black.






“I can’t get him to wake up, Captain,” Chambers told Captain Marini. “I think he’s got a concussion and he definitely will have some whiplash to deal with.”

“Will smelling salts work?” The captain asked.

“I already tried those, Captain,” Rebecca replied. “But he didn’t wake up. If he doesn’t wake up to smelling salts, and he’s still breathing then it may be better to just leave him here with Edward while he tries to get the Chopper working again.”

Enrico Marini paused in thought for a minute and looked at the members of his team. “Alright, I want those MPs secured in body bags before we do anything else,” He told the four members of Bravo team. “Then, the four of us will investigate our surroundings while Edward stays behind with Mark and tries to get the chopper’s radio working again,” Enrico looked at each of the members of his team. “We’ll stay in pairs that way we don’t get ambushed by something we can’t handle, and we’ll try and stay in touch via the shortwave radios.”

“What do we do if we lose radio contact with each other though?” Rebecca asked. “Do we get closer then?”

“That shouldn’t be an issue for now,” the captain said as he shook his head. “And if Dewey gets the chopper’s radio back up we should be able to communicate over long distances with each other.”

“I’ll do my best, captain,” Edward said with a frown. “But I’m not making any promises though.”




“Ugh,” I shook my head as I slowly woke up. “Anyone catch the plates on that truck?”

“Fraid not,” Edward said with a smile as he helped me sit up. “You took a pretty nasty hit to the head and we couldn’t wake you up.”

“Well, I could have told you that just from the headache,” I said sarcastically as I got to my feet and began collecting my gear. “Where’d the rest of the team go?”

“They’re checking out the local area,” Edward replied. “I got picked to stay and try to get our chopper’s radio working again and to stay with you until you woke up.”

“What’s wrong with the radio?” I asked as I grabbed some of the migraine relief pills I had been using for about a year now.

“Call me crazy, but I honestly think that someone cut the wires on it,” Edward said in response. “It’s a little too perfectly done to have been an accident.”

“Well, got any extra wires in your pack?” I asked as I began to go through all of my kit to see if I had anything that we could use for a cable splice. “I’ve got electrical tape, but that’s it aside from medical supplies and ammunition.”

“I don’t have anything that would help patch the radio together,” Edward said as he scratched the back of his head. “But there might be something we can pull from the Humvee that’s wrecked out there.”

“Let’s go see what we can pull off that might be useful,” I agreed as I grabbed my pack, slung it on my back, and then slung my rifle around beside it. “We might not be able to reach HQ with a patch, but we should be able to connect to the rest of Bravo team.”

“We just need something four inches in length, considering it’s just a temp patch we shouldn’t be worried about the diameter, just about getting it to work in the first place.”

The two of us left the wrecked chopper and raised our rifles to low ready, not sure what exactly we would find aside from the jeep and not wanting to be caught off-guard.

“What’s that noise?” I asked as we neared the wrecked military vehicle.

“There wasn’t any noise earlier,” Edward said with a frown. “Just two dead MPs who we bagged up and laid out behind the wreck.”

“That’s where I’m hearing the sound come from,” I said as I raised my rifle and pointed it in that direction. “On point,” I said to the other man.

“Following,” Edward replied as he put one hand on the back of my vest and drew his MP5K before turning to cover the rear.
“You said that the MPs were dead?” I said as I watched the body bags begin to move and one of the zippers break.

“Yeah,” Edward said as he came around to see what I was seeing. “They were definitely dead.”

“Well, either they’re a part of the drugged-up cannibal cult, or they’re something else entirely,” I raised my rifle and fired into the head of one of the MPs and watched it stop moving entirely. “I’m not going to wait and find out.”

A shot rang in my ear for a second as I turned and saw Edward lower a smoking pistol.

“I’m not getting killed by something freaky in the mountains,” Edward said as he holstered his pistol again. “Let’s finish salvaging this wreck and see if we can link up with the others. I don’t think these woods are all that safe.”
 
Chapter 8

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Chapter 8


“Alright, looks like this should work,” Dewey said as he yanked a couple of cables out of the engine of the crashed military vehicle. “You find anything else useful in there?”


“Some extra 9mm rounds were in the glove box,” I replied. “And it looks like some extra Beretta mags to go with them.” I eased myself back out of the cabin and popped the trunk. “Oh, that’s nice!” I muttered to myself as I pulled the weapon that had been stored in the trunk out and began to look it over. “Hey Edward, you think I’ll be allowed to keep this when we get back?”


“Is that an M4?” Edward asked as he walked over. “What’s that weird optic it’s got on it?”


“Looks like a holographic,” I said as I shouldered the carbine. “It’s lighter than my AR-15 too.”


“How much space do you got in your pack?” Edward asked me. “Could use the M4 for now and stow the upper and lower receiver in your pack for now.”


“Good thinking,” I said as I detached the flashlight and sling from the rifle I had brought with me before separating the two pieces and placing them at the bottom of my pack. “This should work,” I attached my sling to the mounts on the M4 and my flashlight to the side rails. “Now let’s get that radio fixed up, I don’t like the way those clouds look,” I gestured towards the sky.


“Forecast didn’t predict any rain, but I agree that we should get this over with,” Edward said as he grabbed the wires he had salvaged and moved back to the chopper.


“Oh, before I forget,” I said as I grabbed the 9mm ammo and the mags I had found. “I can use the ammo in my Sig, but the mags won’t fit.”


“I’ll put them to good use,” Edward said as he tucked the two extra mags away into a pouch and moved back to the chopper's radio. “Looks like these wires will work, but there’s no telling how long the battery will last.”


“Then let’s get the others on the horn and get moving to regroup with them,” I said. “Something’s starting to feel off about this area.”


“Alright, let’s shed some light here,” Edward muttered to himself as he pulled a small handheld light out of one of his pockets and gripped it in his teeth as he spliced the wires together. “Flip the power on,” he directed me. “Let’s see if that worked.”


“Power’s on,” I reported. “Looks like the battery is still good for a little while.”


“Radio is on, and we’re recieving!” Edward cheered. “Captain, we managed to get the radio in the chopper working, but we’re not going to have the juice to reach HQ,” Edward reported to the Bravo Team captain.


“Dewey, that you?” Captain Marini asked. “We found an abandoned train to the east of your position while looking for the escaped convict. We’re moving to investigate now and will meet you at the mansion we saw on our way down. Captain Marini out. ”



“Copy that,” Edward replied. “We’ll make our way to the mansion. Officer Dewey out.”


“So, I guess we get to move to the mansion then,” I said as we prerecorded an emergency beacon for the crash site. “Looks like it’s about to start pouring, so we should get moving soon.”


“Message is left behind for Alpha Team or whoever investigates,” Edward said as he shouldered his MP5 once more. “Let’s get moving, it’ll be a nightmare to try and reach that place after dark.”


“Shall we?” I asked as I held out a fist to decide who would be the point man.


“Yeah, let’s do this,” Edward replied as we played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would be the point man. “Ha! I’ve got your six,” Edward said as we flashed our hands and I lost.


“Copy that, I’ve got lead,” I said as I pulled out a compass and a map of the mountains that I had grabbed before leaving the HQ. “We’ll need to keep an eye out for a couple of landmarks first, cuz that mansion is going to be incredibly hard to see as it gets dark.”


“What are we looking for?” Edward asked as he watched my six.


“There’s a smaller mansion that we should run into first,” I replied as I looked at the map. “Looks like either a separate estate or a servants quarters, either way we should run into that one before we see the big one.”


“Some people have entirely too much money and time on their hands,” Edward said as we made our way through the trees. “Who needs two mansions?”


“People who are way too self absorbed,” I replied as I tucked the map and compass away. “Let’s get moving, something out here is watching us.”








“Get on the fucking train!” Captain Marini ordered the rest of STARS Bravo team. “Those wolves are right on our heels!”


Stopping at the foot of the train, Kenneth boosted Chambers and Richard Aiken up and through the broken windows before reaching up for them to pull him up. “Come on, they’re gonna get us!” Kenneth pulled himself up at the same time that the Captain and Forest did.


“Kill those wolves, don’t let them on the train,” Enrico ordered as he shouldered his Steyr Aug and killed two of the dogs trying to jump onto the train.


“I think that was all of them,” Forest said as he turned and looked at the rest of the train.


“Man, this is nice!” Richard said as he first looked at the train’s furnishings.


“Until you notice the bloodstains,” Rebecca chimed in as she looked closely at some of the stained seats. “I didn’t know Umbrella operated railroads though.”


“I don’t think any of us did,” a voice came from a doorway.


“Freeze!” Captain Marini ordered. “I want to see your hands!”


“Aright,” the man said as he stepped forward into the illumination of the flashlights. “I’ll cooperate.”


“William Coen,” the captain said as he took a closer look. “You’re under arrest until we can turn you over to the proper authorities.”


“And if I choose not to come quietly?” The marine asked.


“Then I put you down,” Marini stated coldly. “I served both the invasion of Panama, and in the Gulf War, I know not to leave a potential enemy at my back.”


“What branch were you in?” Billy Coen asked gruffly as he dropped the handgun he had taken from the MPs onto the floor of the train and kicked it over to the captain. “You don’t sound like you were a Marine.”


“I’m Army, and proud of it,” Enrico replied. “Now come on son, let’s not make this harder than it has to be.”


“Those dogs out there are vicious,” Coen said as they zip tied his wrists out in front of him. “They killed the two MPs after we crashed before I could do anything.”


“That does line up with their cause of death sir,” Chambers chimed in from where she was inspecting some of the bloodstains. “But I’d be more worried about what’s in front of us.” She pointed at the stains. “There’s enough blood for there to have been four or five people in this compartment.”


“Which means?” Richard asked as he shouldered his MP5 and held it at low ready.


“Which means that someone moved the bodies,” Rebecca said. “Either that or they got up and walked away themselves. But that’s impossible.”



“You may want to check that theory again, kid,” Billy said as a new door slid open. “Because it looks to me like they got up and walked away,” he grimaced in disgust. “And then decided to start eating each other.”


“They’re moving our way, Captain, ” Kenneth reported from the doorway. “Orders?”


“Army, I promise that I’ll turn myself in once this is over, but don’t let me die without a weapon in my hands,” Billy pleaded with the STARS team captain. “A knife or something, I’ll even stand in front of you if I have to.”


“Fine,” the captain responded as he cut the zip tie and handed the Marine his pistol back. “But you only get the one magazine for now,” Captain Marini then turned to the rest of his team. “Marine’s on point, if he looks like he’s gonna turn on us then fill him with lead.”


“Wilco/copy that sir,” the other male members of the team responded.


“I’ll make the rounds count,” Billy replied as he moved to take point. “On point,” he said loud enough for the rest of the STARS team to hear.


“Copy, on your six,” Kenneth replied as he moved into position on the other side of the door.


“First in,” Billy called as he walked into the next room and shot at one of the shambling figures that had been feasting on the dead body on the ground. “Five tangos, one neutralized,” he said as he triple tapped one of the shambling figures in the chest.


“Next in,” Kenneth said as he moved in with his rifle and double-tapped one of the figures. “Targets are not going down with chest wounds,” he reported. “Treat as if on drugs,” he called as he moved to shoot the figure in the head.


“Clear!” The two men in the room reported as the gunfire ceased. “All tangos are down,” Coen said as he leaned down and looked at the man they had been eating. “This guy looks like a train conductor,” he said as he gagged on the smell. “He’s got a key on him and everything.”


As soon as he picked up the key the train began moving.


“I swear I didn’t touch anything!” Billy said as he dropped the key.


“It’s okay Marine,” Forest gave a twisted smile. “You’ll know if we’re about to kill you.”
 

AmosTrask

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@Markwarrior did your SI get mindwiped? What's with all the headaches is he mutating, or has powers, or is it his old personality trying to break through the block?

The story is enjoyable so far. I hope it goes well.
 
Chapter 9

MarkWarrior

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Chapter 9

“What can you tell me about these men, Chambers?” Captain Marini asked as they looked through the next train compartment for any useful information.

“They were already dead when we shot them,” Rebecca reported as she pulled the gloves off of her hands and tossed them to the ground beside the body she had been examining. “I’m not sure what would cause that, but I wouldn’t let them get too close.”

“Understood,” the captain replied. “Bravo, you copy that?”

“Understood boss/Wilco/Acknowledged,” came the responses from the rest of the team.

“Anyone find any information on this section of the train?” Captain Marini asked as he looked at the locked door in front of him.

“Yeah, I found a file folder that says something about this train being called the Ecliptic Express,” Richard Aiken reported. “It’s destination is some sort of training center in the Arklay mountains.”

“Well, this train is still accelerating, we should probably make our way to the engine and see if we can slow it down,” Kenneth said as he looked out the window and saw how much speed they were picking up.

“Richard, where’s your breaching tools?” the Bravo Team captain asked. “I need this door open.”

“We going loud or louder sir?” Richard asked with a broad grin on his face as he unslung his pack.

“I want my eardrums intact, and make sure that you’ve got enough to get through to the next door,” Marini ordered. “We don’t know if we’ll need the rest of the explosives or not.”

“Copy,” Richard said as he grabbed a trio of breaching shells and loaded them in the place of his slugs. “Breaching!” He yelled as he fired at where the door’s hinges were. “Cover me, reloading!”

“Covering!” Forest replied as he covered Richard while the Marine and the captain breached the next room. “Clear!/Clear!” the twin voices called as Kenneth and Rebecca moved in behind them while Richard and Forest covered the rear of the formation.

“How many cars were there on the train?” Captain Marini asked as he moved through the train car with Coen and stacked up on the next doorway.

“Not sure,” Chambers replied as she set up behind Coen. “I think there might be two or three more before we reach the engine compartment.”
“On you,” Captain Marini told Coen as he twisted the door handle to the next room and threw it open.

“There’s more of them in here!” Coen yelled as he fired at the head of one of the half-dozen shambling figure in the car.

“Moving,” Chambers said as she moved to take the second position in the room, firing her MP5 at the next figure.

The six of them tore through the shambling figures and moved on forward to the next car.

“We need to stop this train,” Marini said. “If we hit something going at this speed the train will derail and it’ll take us all with it.”






“This is the smaller mansion complex,” I said as we pushed open the slightly rusted gate. “For a given definition of smaller anyway.”

“Well, I’m ready to get into shelter before it really starts to storm,” Edward said as we reached the main entrance. “Door’s already open, you want point?”

“Might as well,” I replied as I nudged the door open and pushed into the entrance before moving in to clear out the hard corners.

“No one’s in the main entrance,” I said as Edward followed closely behind. “Moving into the next area.”

The two of us moved forward, and when we reached the next doorway we stopped moving and listened.

Hearing what sounded like a voice, the two of us looked at each other and signaled for silent movement before quietly opening the door and pushing through.

“Hold your fire!” A female voice seemed to order as we held a small group of what looked like paramilitary forces at gunpoint. “They’re not zekes,” the female spat on the ground before lowering her smg and looking us in the eye. “Who are you, and what are you doing in an unauthorized area?”

I just looked at Edward and gave a small nod.

“Officer Edward Dewey, Raccoon City Police Department,” he said with a nod towards the symbol on his shoulder patch. “We were sent to investigate some murders when our chopper crashed. Figured this was safer than being in the woods at night in the rain.”

“Heh,” one of the guys scoffed. “Safer isn’t exactly what I would call it.”

“Stow it J.D,” the woman ordered. “We’re down to just the four of us because the rest of our team thought they could handle this on their own.”

“Who are you guys?” I asked as I lowered my rifle slightly. “You look paramilitray, but not a part of any unit I’ve ever met.”

“UBCS,” J.D ripped off a patch and tossed it to us. “We’re called in to rescue people when Umbrella HQ thinks the situation is unsafe.”

“I’m Rain,” the female introduced herself. “That’s J.D, Kaplan, and Natalia. There’s an underground facility here, and we were sent to help rescue some civilians who were trapped down there.”

“Well, we’re kinda stuck in this mansion until that storm lightens up a bit,” Edward said as he lowered his weapon the rest of the way. “Want us to tag along? Mark’s a medic and someone down there might need medical attention.”

“Honestly,” Rain looked at J.D and Kaplan for a second before the two of them nodded. “Yeah, we could use the help. But keep in mind, there are some things that we aren’t allowed to talk about.”

“I have some questions that I’m going to need answered first,” I said before I agreed. “You said before that we weren’t “zekes”. What did you mean by that?”

“We inserted to this op via train,” Rain said as she sagged against a nearby wal. “We thought it would be a milk-run but then one of our guys got attacked by some sort of massive bug thing,” She shut her eyes for a second. “Then, about an hour later he attacked and killed our lead and ended up wounding three others .”

“Eight on your team?” I asked for clarification. “What happened to the other two?”

“We left them behind on the train for now,” J.D chimed in. “Figured that was the safest place for them while we carried out the rest of the mission,” he shrugged. “Besides, doc was one of the ones that was injured so we thought she could patch them both up.”

“Alright,” I said after I had taken a few moments to muse it over. “But I want to to look me in the eyes and tell me that you’re not going to stab us in the back once we’re down there.”

“We’ll have your back for as long as you have ours,” Rain replied as she met my eyes. “I’m going to be trusting my team with someone that I don’t know. You just keep us patched up and watch our backs.”

“Alright,” I nodded. “You got yourself a deal,” I reached out and we shook hands “Now let’s go check this facility out.”
 
Chapter 10

MarkWarrior

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Chapter 10

“I’ve got four bodies here, boss,” Forest said as he knelt a couple of feet away from what looked like soldiers in uniform. “Looks like the standard issue police kit, berettas and MP5s.”

“Check them over for any intel or ammunition,” Captain Marini ordered. “We all use M9s here so split up the extra mags.”

“Should we make sure that they stay dead first?” Richard asked. “We don’t know how long it takes for them to turn into those things after all.”

“I think they already took care of that,” Chambers said as she held up four shell casings. “Don’t take off their helmets, it won’t be a pretty sight.”

“They all ended it rather then become one of those things,” Kenneth said after a minute of silence. “Let’s not put their sacrifice to waste.” He began rifling through the vests and jackets of the soldiers.

“I’ve got a file folder of some kind here,” Coen said as he held up a file in one hand while he slipped one of the extra magazines into a pants pocket with the other. “I don’t know if it’s important or not though.”

“Looks like these guys are members of a separate Umbrella organization,” Enrico said as he mused through the file. “It’s got information on the entire team. Looks like two of them were members of an organization called the Umbrella Security Service while the other two were a part of something called the UBCS. They had orders to kill the other two if they discovered some sort of secrets while conducting their mission.”

“Does it say what their mission was?” Chambers aksed as she put some of the extra MP5 magazines in her pack. “Because I don’t think these guys started the train. They’ve been dead for too long.”

“Then there may be others further ahead,” Captain Marini said as he stood up to his full height. “Let’s get to the engine and stop this train, we should only have one car left before we get there.”

“Copy that,” Richard said as he moved to the next door. “I’ll check the door,” Richard went and saw that the door was not only locked, but it was steel and had a keypad. “Lookes like we’re going to have to go louder,” the Breacher and CQB specialist muttered to himself as he readied some small shaped charges and placed them in key points on the door. “Fire in the hole!” He yelled as he detonated the charges while everyone else covered their ears.

“First!” Coen called as he entered the now open doorway. “We’ve got more bodies, and I don’t think they had the same courtesy as the guys behind us.”

“Careful, try to aim for the fatal T,” Forest called out as he put away his customized SR-25 and drew his sidearm. “Their helmets will deflect small caliber rounds if you don’t hit them in the right spot.”

“Tango down,” Richard said as he shifted from one corpse to the next and took the head off of that one as well.

“What are we going to call these things?” Chambers asked after they had finished off the undead in the train car right before the engine.

“Zombies,” Kenneth said bluntly. “They certainly act like ‘em.”

“Alright, lets go ahead and move to the engine,” Captain Marini cut in. “We need to slow down or stop this train if at all possible.”

“This guy had a key card,” Chambers said as she held up the card. “Think that’ll work on the door?”

“Green light says yes,” Billy coen said as he slid it through the locking mechanism. “Shall we?”

The team entered the engine compartment and began to work under the supervision of Forest.

“Someone pull that brake lever,” he instructed as he began to manually slow down the engine. “Don’t do it all at once though or you’ll break the mechanism, it’s gotta be slow like a car break. Apply pressure, and then let it off and repeat. And I need someone to tell me how far away the end of the line is, otherwise we’re not going to be doing anything other than going splat against the side of the mountain.”


The train began to gradually slow down and came to a complete stop near the entrance to a set of tunnels that dug deep into the mountain.

“We should see what facility this train connects to,” Captain Marini said before turning to the lone outlier among their group. “I’m surprised you haven’t turned tail and run yet, you certainly tried to get one over on us by grabbing an extra magazine when we weren’t looking.”


“What was I going to do?” Billy Coen asked as he threw his hands up. “Jumping out of a moving train only works in the movies. I’d rather not die to whatever monsters are out there or to a moving train. “

“You’ve done right by us so far,” Enrico said after a moment. “We make it through the night and we’ll revisit this whole conversation. But for now you’re going to be sticking with us.”





“So what’s this facility called?” Edward asked as we set up the gear to rappel down an elevator shaft.

“The HIVE,” Rain replied as she tied a knot in her rope and made sure everything was secured.

“It’s supposed to be a self-contained research and living facility,” Natalia said with a eastern European accent. “ They’re researching cures and antivirals for some of the nastiest stuff on the planet after all.”

“Should we be in HAZMAT suits then?” I asked as I began to tie myself into the rappel line.

“Negative, they hadn’t received any word that anything had been released when the facility went dark,” Kaplan said as he pulled out a small PDA and connected it to a small access point on the wall by the elevator door. “The AI might have had issues or any number of things, we’re just here to double check. But considering the monsters we encountered out there I’m not certain of what exactly we should expect down there.”

“Any clue what they might have been researching?” Edward asked. “I thought Umbrella was into Pharmecuticals, not security.”

“Sometimes things go wrong,” J.D said with a shrug. “We’ve bailed out some scientists that were doing research into some really dangerous diseases in third world countries. But nothing like this before.”

“Well, let’s go down and find out what waits for us in the dark,” I said as I began to fall down the elevator shaft at a controlled pace. “The longer we wait the more danger any civilians might be in.”

“I’m right behind you,” Rain said as she began the descent right behind me.

“I’m not sure this is a good idea,” Kaplan said as he disconnected his PDA and secured himself for rappelling. “But let’s get this part over with.”

“I guess we’re covering the rear then,” Edward looked over at Natalia.

“No, just you,” Natalia said as she plunged into the darkness.

“Sometimes, being rear security really sucks,” Edward said as he dropped a chemlight down the shaft and began his own descent into the depths below.
 
Chapter 11

MarkWarrior

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Chapter 11

“I don’t believe that I’ve met a medic who acts quite like you do,” Rain said as she looked at the man who had just landed at the bottom of the elevator shaft before her. “You got an interesting story to go with the scar and look?” She gestured with her chin to the scar that went through his left eye. “Or is it like most people’s stories about broken bones?”

“Pretty boring actually,” The man replied as he began to force open the elevator doors with a crowbar. “Was building a fence with my grandfather as a teenager, ended up with a messed up eye and a twenty-acre fence built.”

“Uhuh,” Rain replied as she began to pull on the doors and helped pry them open. “You don’t act like any cop I’ve met. The other guy does, but you act like some operators I’ve met,” She looked at the six-foot, two-hundred-pound man that was forcing open the elevator doors the rest of the way open.

“I worked with a lot of them when I did private security,” the medic replied. “Got some good training, picked up a lot of good habits. I learned a lot from them and took whatever they were willing to teach me and make it my own.”

“Well you certainly look the part,” Rain raised her eyebrow. “Let’s see if you act it too.”

The remainder of the UBCS team landed and began to move to the elevator door as Rain finished her statement.

“Looks like the emergency generators are still on,” Kaplan said as he peered into the red-lit corridors outside of the elevator. “Red Queen might be down too, but I won’t be able to tell until I’m able to access her systems.”

“We move as a group,” Rain ordered. “J.D, you’re on point. Natalia, you’re second, I want Kaplan in the middle and the rest of us will take the rear.”

“Copy that,” J.D said as he raised his MP5 and peeked into the corridor before moving out of the elevator shaft. “Kaplan, I need directions.”

“Pulling up the map now,” Kaplan said as he slung his MP5, pulled out his sidearm and PDA, and began to give directions. “We’re still three floors above the server room, take a left and go sixty feet, then there should be a stairwell to our right.”

“Left, right, stairwell,” J.D replied as he began to move through the corridor. “We going to be looking for any survivors while we’re down here?”

“If we see anyone then we’ll get them and they’ll be our VIPs,” Rain responded. “But we need to get the lights on and the AI up first.”

“Somethings wrong,” Mark said as he moved at the rear of the formation. “There are no sounds. If anyone were trapped down here they’d be trying to attract our attention.”

“He’s right,” Natalia said as she looked at all of the closed doors around them. “And it feels like we are being hunted,” the eastern European woman raised her AK-74U.

“I’ve got some sort of movement up ahead,” J.D said as he noticed what looked like a shadow moving through the dimly lit area ahead of him. “It was fast too, keep your heads on a swivel.”

“Up ahead,” Natalia said as she removed her left hand from her rifle and grabbed a handful of chem lights out of one of her vest pockets, activated them, and threw them in the general direction of where she saw the movement. “Let’s see them try and hide now.”

The lights illuminated two shapes that were definitely not human. The creatures were hunched over almost like gorillas and had claws that looked like they could rip anyone to shreds.

“Engaging!” Called out J.D as he began to open fire with his submachine gun, the bullets flattening themselves against the hardened skin of the creature.

“Pull back!” Rain ordered the two people on point as they fired in short controlled bursts at the two creatures while backing up steadily. “We’ve got cover back here!”

The two soldiers on point began to fall back at a rapid pace while Mark and Edward began to shift their positions more towards the front.

“Cover your eyes!” Mark called out as soon as J.D and Natalia got far enough out of the line of fire. “Flashbang out!” A small grenade went in front of the two creatures and burst open in a sudden flash of light and sound that deafened the operators but left them still able to see and respond to the creatures now being unable to locate them.

J.D and Natalia pulled back behind the other four operators while Mark and Edward pushed to the front, the two members of the RPD pushing the creatures back with the weight of the fire from their weapons.

Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Mark glanced over to Edward who was grabbing his shoulder and mouthing something, gesturing towards the Glock 20 that was sitting on his hip as his sidearm.

Giving a nod to Edward, Mark simply shifted so that it was easier for his battle buddy to grab the sidearm while he changed where he was aiming for center mass to the eyes and throat of the creature instead.

Then, just as everyone’s hearing returned, a deeper thump sounded as Edward hit one of the creatures in the face with a 10mm round, causing a deep wound that the rest of the operators poured fire into.

“Tango down, shifting target,” Edward said as he fired the Glock at the second creature. “Fuck, I missed,” He muttered to himself as the round went over the shoulder of the creature and impacted the concrete wall behind it.

“Well aim again and help us put this fucking bastard down!” Rain yelled. “That thing isn’t stunned anymore and it’s coming right at us!”

Bracing himself, Edward simply decided to empty the magazine on the Gock into the creature and watched as it went down from the round’s massive force.

“I’m going to make sure that this thing stays down,” Mark said as he pulled out two frag grenades from his gear. “Y’all may want to get further back, I don’t want us covered in gore.”

The medic tucked the grenade into the creature's mouth, careful to avoid the razor-sharp teeth, and threaded a small fishing line through the ring before doing the same to the first creature that they had killed before continuing to unwind the fishing line to a safe distance.

“Fire in the hole!” Mark yelled as he yanked on the fishing line and covered his ears. The rest of the team followed suit and braced for the concussive wave as the two grenades detonated and tore apart the bodies of the creatures.

“Y’all don’t happen to have any breachers with you, do you?” Mark asked as the team began to walk through the corridors again. “Because if we encounter anything else like that then we might need the extra firepower.”

“Your handgun seems to do the trick just fine,” J.D commented as he checked his magazine and then reloaded his SMG. “What’s it chambered in?”

“10mm,” Mark replied as he accepted the weapon back from his friend. “I thought we might encounter bears in the mountains and wanted to be prepared.”

“Try not to bang us next time,” Rain said with a small grin at the innuendo. “It’s not as fun on the job like this anyway.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Mark replied with a matching smirk. “Rain check for later though?”

“We make it out of here and I’ll think about it,” Rain laughed as she moved to take point. “I’m not making any promises though.”






“Why didn’t we just take the train the rest of the way?” Richard asked from his place in the middle of the formation. “It’s supposed to take us directly to the facility right?”

“Better not stay on a train that might be infested with those things,” Billy said as he shuddered.

“There’s also probably more evidence we can find along the way,” Captain Marini said as he brought up the rear. “Even if it’s a privately owned railroad, they have to have junction stations and other potential rest areas, and while we cleared the whole train, I don’t think staying on there is the best option, it’s cramped and if something big got in then we’d have a hell of a fight on our hands.”

“I’ve got everything we’ve found so far captured on video,” Kenneth said as he gestured to the camera tied into his tactical vest. “And Chambers has the hard copies safe in a waterproof container.”

“Good thing I did too,” the young woman replied. “It’s worth having some slightly wet bandages if we manage to preserve evidence of what Umbrella seems to be doing.”

“Those documents have become our number one priority,” the Bravo Team Captain stated. “We have to make sure that they get to the proper authorities.”

“Who are the right authorities though?” Forest asked as he moved his SR-25 to a low ready. “Umbrella is a worldwide company, they’ve probably bought off plenty of politicians and judges.”

“Then we bide our time and make sure that we find the right people to turn the evidence over to,” Richard chimed in. “There has to be someone who’s not dirty in the FBI and the rest of the Law Enforcement Organizations.”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it,” Captain Marini said. “I see a small stop up ahead, let’s take a quick break and then go check out that facility.”

Author's note: Sorry this is a bit late, Was busy tying off my other story and getting some IRL stuff straightened out.
 
Chapter 12

MarkWarrior

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Chapter 12


“Clear!” Echoed through the small train station that was once manned by employees of the Umbrella Corporation.


“Alright, spread out and search for anything useful or incriminating that might have been left behind,” Captain Marini ordered his team. “Keep your heads on a swivel though, we don’t know what else might be hiding in the area.”


“I’m not finding anything aside from a weapons case,” Forest said as he grabbed a set of bolt cutters off his kit before breaking into it. “I don’t know what they thought they were going to face, but they’ve got three LMGs and some grenade launchers in here.”


“NATO or Warsaw?” Enrico asked as he made his way over.


“A mix,” Forest replied. “I’ve got a couple of M240s here and an RPK.”


“Grab some of the ammunition,” Captain Marini ordered. “I know you only brought three magazines with you.”


“We’re just going to leave the MGs here?” Forest asked.


“We don’t need to be traveling that heavy,” the Bravo Team Captain shook his head. “And none of us are trained on a belt fed.”


“I’ll grab some extra rounds and close this up then,” Forest said as he began to grab boxes of 7.62 NATO ammunition and put them into his pack. “We should probably grab one of the launchers though.”


“Let me take a look at that,” Captain Marini said as he grabbed one of the MGLs that was hung in the case. “We’ve got HE, Smoke, and some HEPD,” the captain muttered to himself as he loaded in six HE grenades and snapped the revolver mechanism on the MGL shut before grabbing a dozen assorted rounds of the other two types he had mentioned.


“Captain, you might want to take a look at this,” Richard said from the office he had been looking through. “I just found something important.”







“What the hell was those things?” Rain asked as she stood over the remains with her team and looked at the long claw that had embedded itself into the wall. “They looked like something out of a horror flick.”


“No clue,” I shrugged. “Would that Red Queen you were talking about know?”


“Possibly,” Kaplan replied as he moved up to take point. “It depends on if she went down before the rest of the facility,” he sighed. “I was a part of the programming team, but I transferred to the UBCS right before she went active, and I think the rest of the team either retired or died.”


“Well,” Rain said as she followed behind her tech specialist. “Let’s go find out.”


We began to move to the stairwell and cleared the entryway before making our way down the stairs.


“Do you hear that?” Rain asked as she neared the door to the next floor. “Sounded like someone calling for help.”


“No,” I replied as I stacked up on her. “But I’ve got your back if you want to check it out.”


“I’ll take Mark and J.D with me,” Rain told the rest of the team. “Kaplan, I want the power back on and Red Queen active. She might be able to give us more intel on what we’re facing here.”


“I don’t think splitting up is a good idea,” Kaplan said nervously. “What if we run into more of those things?”


“He’s got a point,” Natalia said. “Splitting up could cause some issues.”


“Fine,” Rain said after a moment. “Power on or potential rescue first?”


“I think we should see if anyone is alive down here first,” Edward spoke up. “Your job is to rescue people from these sorts of facilities right?”


“Alright, we’re going to go check out this voice. And then we’ll move to get the power and the Red Queen online,” Rain stated. “I’ve got a point,” she turned and breached the doorway while I followed closely behind.


“Help!” We heard a faint voice coming from one of the closed-off labs. “I’m stuck in here.”


“You still got that crowbar?” Rain asked me as she looked at the keypad that was powered off.


“Yeah,” I replied as I pulled it out and wedged it into the crack of the door. “Wish we had a breacher though, those shaped charges would be helpful.”


“Our breacher was on the train,” J.D said as he began to help open the door. “I get the feeling he’s not going to be able to help us out.”


“Ed, get over here,” I told the Bravo Team member. “We’ve got it open a couple of inches, but we’ll need more help to get this thing open.”


Kaplan and Edward each grabbed a side and began to help us pull the doors apart as Rain and Natalia stayed on watch.


“It’s open enough for someone to slip through,” I said as we stopped pulling to move our weapons back into our hands.


“Thank God,” and Blond woman in a lab coat said as she squeezed through the cracks. “During a lockdown, all ventilation gets shut off and I was running out of air in there.”


“UBCS,” Rain flashed her patch at the woman. “Can you tell me anything about what’s happening down here in this facility?”


“Me?” The woman shook her head.” No, I’m just a smallpox researcher, and my lab is one of the most secure ones in the complex,” she nervously laughed. “No one wants smallpox to make a resurgence after all.”


“What happened from your point of view?” I asked, trying to get a measure of this researcher.


“Well, it was just like any other day,” the woman said. “I made my coffee and then came down to my lab. I'm a couple of weeks away from a breakthrough and I’ve been keeping careful notes on everything that I’ve been doing,” the woman then got a little heated as she looked back at her lab. “I was in the middle of watching an important interaction when the power shut off, and I forgot to save my notes from today, this could set me back years.”


“We’re going to head down to the server room next,” Kaplan told the woman. “I assume that you would like to come with us, Doctor?”


“Alicia Marcus,” the blond replied. “And I’d love to get away from here,” she shuddered. “I’ve been hearing all sorts of strange sounds since the lockdown started. First, there were screams, and then there was a bunch of thuds and it’s been quiet ever since.”



“You know how to use this, Dr. Alicia?” I brought out the beretta that I had taken from the vehicle earlier and handed it to her.


“My father taught me how to shoot,” Alicia replied. “And it’s Alice, only my mother called me Alicia,” she chambered a round and then looked at me. “All of your gear, and you don’t have any extra holsters?”


“Nope,” I replied with a shake of my head. “I’m afraid you’ll have to make do unless they have an armory conveniently located somewhere in this facility.”


“There should be one,” Kaplan replied as we began to move back down the stairwell. “You’re not allowed to study certain diseases and viruses unless you have the right kind of security,” He looked at his PDA with a small map of the facility on it. “I’ll have to get an updated map of the complex before I can confirm that though.”


“We’ll see if we can pick you up a holster later,” Rain said as she eyed the researcher’s high heels and slacks. “And maybe some more practical clothes as well.”
 
Chapter 13

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Chapter 13


“Alright, give me a couple of minutes to get into the main systems,” Kaplan said as he pulled a high-grade laptop from his pack and connected it to the servers. “There should be enough juice coming from the backup generators to at least let me get the Red Queen’s minor functions up and running.”


“Do you need us to do anything?” Rain asked the tech specialist. “If you manage to pull up a map of the facility first we can probably get more ammo after we used a ton of it on those creatures back there.”


“It’ll have to wait until I can get the Red Queen up and the main power back on,” Kaplan replied. “I can remotely open doors from here once I’ve run everything through a systems analysis.”


“So we hold and wait?” I asked. “How long do you think it might take?”


“It could be fifteen minutes, or it could be a couple of hours,” Kaplan said with a shrug. “It’s not all that easy to predict these sorts of things.”


“Alright, let’s take a break then,” Rain instructed. “Until Kaplan manages to get us some directions then we need to stay put,” she looked at the door that we had pried open and at the desk that sat in the middle of the room. “This place is shit for defensive purposes,” She turned to the rest of us. “Let’s set up some tripwires and traps, at least we’ll have a warning before someone or something tries to get in.”


“I’ve only got one flashbang left,” I replied as I pulled it off of its place on my vest. “But I do still have some line left.”


“I’ve got a flashbang and a frag,” Edward held out his grenades to people that were more experienced at this part of the job than he was.


“I’ve got two flashbangs, a smoke, and a frag,” J.D said as he handed his grenades over to Rain. “Natalia has two incendiaries and a frag,” he held out the grenades to Rain. “I think we should keep one of the Incendiaries in case another one of those creatures shows up.”


“Edward, you’re with me,” Rain told the STARs officer. “We’ll get everything set up while Kaplan finishes doing his diagnostics.”









“Alright, that should have been enough of a rest,” Captain Marini said as he stood up from where he had been sitting against a wall. “Let’s get moving, I want to get a look at that facility before it gets too dark to see anything.”


“I’ll take point,” Kenneth offered. “I’ve got the map that we found on the train anyway.”


The members of Bravo Team then left the train station and began to follow the tracks deeper into the mountain.







“How much further do we have to walk?” Richard asked Kenneth as they began to slow down a touch. “Cuz it seemed like this facility would be closer in my head.”


“We’re almost there,” Kenneth said as he put the map away. “You should start seeing some of the buildings in a moment.”


“We gonna talk about what we found back at the train station before we go investigate this facility?” Forest finally spoke. “Or are we just going to leave it unsettled?”


“No, we can take a small break and discuss it,” Captain Marini said as he slowed down to a stop. “We would have talked about it earlier, but I wanted to give everyone time to process it.”


“Captain Wesker can’t be fucking trusted,” Forest spat on the ground. “His name and picture on that paperwork in the station’s office, and the fact that he’s the one who sent us out into these mountains tells me that he had plans for us. And I don’t take too kindly to people trying to get me or my friends killed.”


“I don’t know how I feel about it,” Rebecca said after a moment of thought. “I do think we need to confront him on it though.”


“I want answers,” Kenneth said as he brandished the pack with all of the documents and evidence that they had found so far. “And I believe we will find them on this mountain.”


“We only have the one sheet of paper so far,” Richard agreed. “Let’s build a solid case against him before we nail him to the wall.”


“I’ll take him on if this goes south,” the captain said after everyone had spoken their piece. “We’re here to investigate murders and other things anyway, so any evidence that we find we should be doumenting anyway. Hopefully we’ll find what we need in this facility. And when we get back to Raccoon City we’ll put it to use.”


“Alright,” Forest said after a moment. “But I’m going to put the bastard six feet under if he tries anything.”


“If he tries anything then we’ll all be helping you kill him,” Rebecca spoke up. “I’m not dying here in these mountains.”







“I’m in!” Kaplan cheered as he finally got the system up and running. “It’s like someone tried to wipe the Red Queen’s code out and replace it with something homebrew,” the tech cracked his fingers and neck before getting back to work. “But they don’t know that I was on the team that wrote her original code.”


“So is she active?” Rain asked as she stood up.


“Yes Sergeant Rain Melendez,” a child’s voice came over the intercom. “I am now active and ready to assist.”


“Can you pull up the security footage and tell us what happened?” Rain asked the now operational AI. “And can you get the lights up and running? We need to be able to see if there are any other people we can get out of the HIVE now that it’s compromised.”


“I am pulling up the security footage now,” the voice replied. “Dr. Alicia Marcus is not normally authorized to view said footage, but due to the circumstances I am bypassing the normal security protocols.”


I moved to keep an eye on the entrance as the others went to view the footage.


Camera angles then appeared on the screen as they saw a crate be pulled in via the subway entrance.


“This facility is dedicated to infectious diseases and antiviral research,” the voice said as the footage shifted. “But we received an unauthorized shipment at around 0600 yesterday morning,” a series of crates were brought into the facility via the subway tunnels. “But when I attempted to enact the proper security measures I was overridden by someone who had direct access to my core code and protocols.”


The crates began to rock back and forth before they seemed to burst open, releasing what looked like zombies, those creatures that they had encountered earlier, and one more creature that they had not encountered yet.


“Upon the arrival of the unauthorized specimens, I attempted to lock down this facility,” the Red Queen stated. “But I was forced to work around the new overrides in order to do so, and only managed to lock down the most critical areas of the facility dedicated to the most deadly of diseases and viruses,” Unfortunately for most of the members of this facility, I was too late. Dr. Marcus was the only one in her lab at the time that I was finally able to lock down the facility.”


“Who gave the override?” Rain asked as she looked over Kaplan’s shoulder as he began to fly through the keys on the keyboard, pulling up a map of the complex and giving the team members access to the rest of the facility.


“I am unable to give out that information,” the Red Queen replied. “It was deleted from my database.”


“Are there any other people who made it out?” Rain asked again.


“I am afraid that you are the only people who are alive in this facility,” the Red Queen replied. “My safety protocols recommend that you evacuate this facility and activate the self destruct before more of the infected are able to escape.”


“Give us access to the Armory, and see if you can pull data on the infection,” Rain told Kaplan. “We need to be able to show what happened here when we get out.”


“I’m afraid all information on the infection is classified,” the Red Queen said. “Any attempts to gain access to that information will be dealt with by any means necessary.”


"How do we activate the self-destruct?" Rain asked and then wrote something down on a notepad out of sight of the AI's cameras.

"It is built into the foundations of this facility," the voice answered before static began to come through the speakers.

"Dammit!" Kaplan threw his hands up in the air. "The renegade code broke through, I wasn't able to keep it isolated and now it's running roughshod all over the Red Queen's systems."

"You were able to pull up a map right?" I asked as I left the doorway to see what was going on.

"Yeah, I've got the armory and the self-destruct marked," Kaplan replied. "But I don't know what's going to happen now, I had to disconnect my laptop before it got fried by whatever malicious code was in there."

"Did you get the classified data?" Rain asked.

"I've got the data on whatever the zombie things and whatever it is that we faced on our way down here," Kaplan replied. "I won't be able to tell if the data is corrupted until I've got free time though."

The static then began to clear up slightly as the AI's voice came through.

“You’re all going to die down here,” the voice said nonchalantly. “Lockdown protocols are now lifted for the interior facility, the exterior doors are locked down.”
 
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Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

“That complex looks like it was built nearly thirty years ago,” Kenneth said as he turned his camera on and took footage of what they saw.

“Five bucks says that’s where all of the craziness started,” Billy Coen spoke up for the first time in a while. “It looks like it’s been abandoned for years.”

“Then why are there lights on in some of the rooms?” Forest asked as he peered at the building through his riflescope. “And why is there someone standing in said room’s window looking at us?”


“Get moving!” Captain Marini barked as Forest relayed the intel. “If someone knows that we’re here then we just lost the element of surprise, so we need to move now!”

Bravo team began to eat up the remaining distance between them and the complex before reaching the front doors.

“Thirty seconds, and then we breach,” Captain Marini ordered. “We’re doing this one by the numbers, the zombies get headshots, don’t waste your ammunition. Anything else that pops up we’ll deal with as it comes.”

“Ready for breaching sir,” Richard said as he reloaded his shotgun with three breacher rounds and two buckshot.

“Go,” the captain ordered and Richard began to take the hinges out of the door with precise shots. “Marine, you’ve got point, I’ve got your six.”

“Breaching,” Coen called out before he threw the door open and was met by an expansive and expensive-looking entryway to a series of dorm rooms. “I’ve got zombies in here, and lot’s of them.”

“Let’s clear them out,” Captain Marini ordered as he began to pick off zombies one at a time. “I have a feeling that they’re not the only thing waiting for us in here.”

“Captain, there’s got to be a hundred dorm rooms in here,” Forest said as he counted the doors while covering the rear of the team. “We’re going to have to prioritize what we want to search or we’ll be here longer than intended.”

“Let’s clear out these hallways first,” the captain replied over the sound of gunfire. “Then we can figure out if there are any places that might have more evidence for us.”

After searching every corner, and making sure that every zombie was dead, the team began searching the area around them for anything that might stand out.

“Captain, I’ve got more of those paramilitary guys from the train in here,” Forest said as he peered into a room but didn’t enter. “But they don’t look like they were attacked by whatever was on the train.”

“Help me drag one of the bodies out,” Rebecca said. “I need to take a look at them and figure out what caused their death.”

“You won’t need to look for very long,” Coen said as he looked into the room. “I think whatever it is just came to us.”

“It’s fucking flying!” Forest said as he holstered his pistol and brought his rifle around in time to block what looked like a massive straw from hitting his tactical vest. “Kill this thing!”






“So, we hit the armory, arm the self-destruct, and then get out of here?” I asked for clarification as I removed the grenades from the traps we had set and handed them back to their respective owners.

“Armory is on the way to the Self-Destruct,” Kaplan said as he pulled out his PDA with the map on it. “Self-Destruct is at the very bottom of the facility, and the armory is on the second to last floor.”

“Why have the armory so far away from the entrance?” I asked as we made our way down the stairs. “That seems like a security flaw.”

“As long as there were an armory and security forces it was deemed sufficient,” Kaplan shrugged. “That’s my take on it at least.”

“Stop here,” Kaplan said as we reached the next landing. “Armory is on this floor and a quarter of the way in.”

“I’ve got point,” Natalia said as she shouldered her AK-74U and took the lead, walking onto the next floor only to see two dozen corpses walking around.

“How many people were in this facility?” I whispered as we carefully skirted the outskirts of the crowd.

“There were two hundred people that lived and worked in the HIVE,” Alice replied as she tried to not make any noise in her heels.


“We don’t have a path to the armory,” J.D whispered to Rain. “Not unless we go loud.”

“Frags first,” Rain replied with a frown on her face. “Then we clear them out and get to the armory before we blow this place up.”

The team members who still had frag grenades primed them and chucked them into the center of the cluster of zombies, the explosives taking out most of the zombies and leaving behind a half dozen that the team made short work of.

“Kaplan, get us into the armory before more of their friends show up,” Rain instructed the tech specialist.

“On it,” Kaplan said as he keyed in the access code that he had programmed in earlier. “It’s open, let's get this over and done with.”

“Rain, Edward,” J.D said as he tossed extra MP5 magazines to his teammates. “You good, Mark?” He asked me as I grabbed a handful of extra magazines for my rifle.

“I’m good, I replaced my grenades and grabbed some extra ammo too,” I slung a grenade bandolier over my shoulder. “Alice, you find some shoes and a holster yet?”

“Yeah, can you hand me some extra magazines for the beretta?” The researcher asked.

“Sure,” I replied as I grabbed four extra magazines and some loose rounds before turning and handing them over to the researcher. “I’m surprised they had gear that fit.”

“So am I,” Alice replied as she made sure all of her magazines were loaded and that her newfound cargo pants and combat boots fit properly. “I’m ready to go whenever you are.”

“Here,” Rain tossed Alice an extra MP5, some magazines, and a small med kit. “You’re our backup medic in case Mark here goes down.”

“I mean, I probably do have a concussion,” I said with a shrug. “The only thing keeping me going right now is adrenaline and whatever caffeine is in my anti-migraine medication.”

“We’ll get you checked out when we get back to Raccoon,” Edward slapped me on the shoulder. “But we need to get out of here first.”

“Everyone geared up and ready to go?” Rain asked us.

“I’m good,” I replied as I checked the magazine in my M4. “Let’s get out of here.”

Author's note: I went back and rewrote the ending of Chapter 13 to make it work better.
 
Chapter 15

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Chapter 15


“SMGs aren’t doing anything,” Kenneth said as he backed away from the giant mosquito trying to get at Forest.


“Forest, I need you to give one solid shove on my mark,” Richard told his teammate. “I’ve got a slug chambered and ready to go.”


“I’m barely keeping this thing away from me as it is!” Forest yelled as his arms began to shake from the pressure of stopping the giant insect.


“Duck now!” Richard yelled as Forest dropped to the ground, and two slugs left his customized Benelli M3 to impact the giant mosquito, caving in the exoskeleton and causing its body to fall on top of Forest.


“Get this thing off of me!” Forest said as he struggled with the giant insect corpse.


“I got you, brother,” Richard said as he and Kenneth shoved the giant bug off their teammate.


“I never want to see another mosquito as long as I live,” Forest said as he wiped the small number of insect guts off his body.


“Once you’re ready, we’ll move into that room and see if there’s anything useful on the bodies of those paramilitary types,” Captain Marini told Forest. “But take your time. I want all of us to make it out of here alive.”


“I’m good to go, captain,” Forest said as he shouldered his rifle and moved it to low ready. “It takes more than a bug to bring me down.”


“Good to hear,” the captain replied. “Let’s get moving. There’s still a lot of this complex for us to go through.”


“If it’s anything like the schools I went to, then there won’t be that many offices in the dorm areas. We’re better off trying to find the faculty lounges or offices if we’re looking for any important documentation or evidence,” Rebecca said. “If we can find a map of the complex, then we’ll be golden.”


“I’ve got what looks like a PDA or a pager of some sort,” Kenneth said as he rifled through the pouches on one of the dead bodies. “Chambers, you got any idea on how to use this?”


“I never owned one,” Rebecca said as she took the PDA from the older man. “But some of my roommates did and showed me a thing or two,” she took the device and powered it on to reveal a map and data on the USS’ mission. “Here, captain, this should have some intel or evidence we can use.”


“It also has a nearly dead battery if that indicator is correct,” Captain Marini told the young medic. “I’m assuming he had some charger or extra battery on him as well.”


“Found it,” Kenneth said as he pulled a charger cord attached to a wall plug out of one of the pouches. “I don’t think we’ll have time to sit around and wait for it to charge, though.”


“Aha!” Coen cheered as he pulled a sheet of paper from one guy’s pocket. “I think this might be what we’re looking for,” he unfolded the piece of paper to reveal a map that showed the surface buildings and the structures that were supposed to be underneath.



“Looks like there are faculty offices located over here,” Forest said as he leaned over the map spread on the ground. “And there’s a lab of some sort underneath the dorm and the lake.”


“We check out the basement of the main facility first,” Captain Marini said as he looked over the map. “Then we hit the one under the lake.”


Then, the entire team turned as they heard some sort of roar from across the facility.


“Grab the map and anything useful that you noted on the bodies,” Captain Marini told his team as he shouldered his AUG. “We need to find whatever that is and kill it. Forest, your rifle is shooting the best rounds for taking anything out aside from the launcher I picked up earlier. So you’ve got second while I’ve got point. Anyone with an SMG needs to cover our six while we engage the threat. Copy?”


“Yessir,” Forest said as he cracked his neck. “It’s time to go hunting.”


Bravo Team moved quickly, stripping the corpses of anything useful and following their team captain to the source of the roars they were hearing.


“I see two creatures,” Forest said as he looked across the compound. “They look reptilian of some kind and have wicked claws and teeth.”


“I see ‘em,” Captain Marini said. “Take some shots and see what happens. I’ve got the MGL on standby if they don’t go down.”


“Chambers,” Forest called the medic’s name. “What’s the weakest point of an armored creature?”


“Typically it will be either the eyes or nose,” Rebecca replied with a confused look on her face. “Why?”


“We’re about to find out just how armored these creatures are,” Forest said from his kneeling position as he gently squeezed his trigger and a 7.62 NAATO round left the barrel of his SR-25 and impacted the armored creature’s left eye, sending it crashing to the ground. “Tango appears to be down, the second one doesn’t know where the shot came from yet,” Forest reported. “Taking second shot now.”


“Both creatures are down,” Forest reported. “We’re clear to move down into the basements for now.”








I took point as we began moving at a rapid pace towards the stairs, while there weren’t any zombies left on this floor, that didn’t mean that the rest of the HIVE was clear.


“Just move through,” Rain ordered. “We don’t have time to clear every single room. So we get to the self-destruct and then take the elevator to the surface before that thing detonates.”


“There’s a hidden motor pool near the top entrance,” Kaplan said as he shoved his PDA into his cargo pocket and brought his MP5K around. “It shouldn’t be affected by the detonation, but we need to get there in advance anyway.”


“Self-destruct should be down this hallway and to the left,” Kaplan said as I moved through and killed the two zombies waiting for us down on this floor. “I gave us proper access so the door should be open and waiting for us.”


“Well, I think the Red Queen overrode you there,” I said as I slid to a stop. “Door looks like it’s sealed and I don’t think we’re getting through that way.”


“This is the only way to access that part of the facility,” Kaplan said before cussing up a storm.


“What?” I asked with a small smirk on my face as we turned around to make sure that no zombies were attracted to our noise. “They didn’t put in any air ducts that would give us easy access?”


“This isn’t the movies,” Kaplan replied sarcastically. “Massive air vets are a security hazard, especially when working with diseases and viruses.”


“I was joking, Kaplan,” I told the man. “I did grab something useful out of the armory that might help us though.”


“And what might that be?” J.D asked as he turned and saw me tossing a small brick of C-4 up and down in my hand. “Nevermind, give me that, I doubt you’re even trained on how to use it.”


“I’m not, but I know that we don’t have a breacher with us so I grabbed something that might be of some use.”


“Breaching charge is set,” J.D said as he placed the small brick of C-4 on the door's locking mechanism. “Fire in the hole!” He yelled as we all covered our ears and he clicked the detonator.


“That’s enough to get me in,” Kaplan said as he peered around the corner and looked at the hole in the door. “Cover me while I set this thing up, I’m going to give us forty-five minutes to get out of here.”


“Just get it done, Kaplan,” Rain said as she knelt in front of the entrance and faced the hallway where we were starting to hear the zombies start to come from. “We still need you to get the elevator moving.”


“This should only take a couple of minutes,” Kaplan said as he moved to the computer console. “This is one of the few systems that the Red Queen doesn’t have any access to.”
 

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