Resident Evil Rebirth Ch. 00

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Watching as the girl nodded her head; a new feeling came over Alice. She was moved by this child's courage and couldn't help but wonder if Angie was her first contact with death, or perhaps the hundredth. The loss of a closely held friend could never be easy for one so young to bear, yet this girl had the strength to carry on and see past her own pain. For Alice's power and strength, this girl was stronger than her in just about every respect.

The realisation was as bitter as a lemon and left a strong feeling of loathing brewing inside her breast, but it also gave her the strength to go on. Recognising the weight of the loaded sub-machine gun, she looked to Jill but before she could convey her thanks, a deadly shower of shattered glass suddenly rained down around them. Acting fast, Alice grabbed Dahlia and dived to the side. Jill did the same, only to the opposite side of the falling glass. Thick coils of braded black ropes fell through the broken sky light, followed closely by more black clad figures who abseiled down the ropes.

Using her own body to shield the girl from the falling glass, Alice gave Dahlia a small smile to say she'd be fine. "Are you OK?"

"Yea..." she said, nodding her head frantically as she looked at Alice with wide eyes.

"Good, now...RUN" The woman yelled before rolling to the side so that she was facing the coming danger. Her MP5K already raised, she took aim and fired. The mercenaries moved like blurs as they slid down the ropes but it was nothing her eyes couldn't pick out and she fired off the sub-machine gun in long bursts, cutting their bodies to gore dripping confetti with the armour-piercing rounds.

Obeying the mysterious woman, Dahlia got to her feet and ran for her life. Jumping over bodies and between computers, she could see Carlos firing his Uzi at some invisible target to her left so she veered to the right, not wanting to be caught in the field of fire. However, one of the surviving Umbrella soldiers at the window spotted her and trained his gun on her path, only to be shot through the head as Jill rolled over and emptied the last of her AK-47's mag into him. Free and clear, the girl ran past Olivera to join Barry and LJ who, now with the last of the survivors away, dived inside and pulled the concealed door closed.

"Let's Go!" Jill cried, discarding the empty riffle before drawing her 9mm Biretta from its holster. Hearing the voice, Alice stopped firing and turned to Valentine in time to watch a sniper's round suddenly explode through the woman's side. Surprised by the wound, Jill never screamed. In a state of shock, her hand automatically moved to cover the hole as a wash of hot blood gushed forth, carrying with it the black gore that was the remnants of her insides. Blood touched Jill's lips and she looked up at Carlos, and then Alice before crumpling to the ground in a still heap.

The sight couldn't have hit Alice harder if she had been the one shot, transfixed by the awful tableau she dropped the smoking MP5K. So another one of her friends was dead and cold...

"Alice!" Carlos's shout mingled with the cold metallic click of a priming rifle and both sounds caused the woman to look up and see an Umbrella soldier dangling from one of the ropes not a 20cm from her and pointing a FAMAS right between her eyes.

"Don't move." He ordered, his voice distorted by the black breathing apparatus that his face from view. Alice didn't even blink, without a trace of fear she knocked the automatic aside and then struck with a lightning fast blow to the throat, breaking his neck like a twig. Feeling in no way like a grave robber, she took the weapon from the corpse and then without a look back, she ran to Carlos.

"What kept you?" He asked before they both took off through the doors. Still trying to recover from the massacre, no Umbrella troops made to stop them as they dashed through the maze of halls. Alice never asked where they were going, instead trusting in Olivera's skills to get them clear of this place of death. She now knew what she must do, fore there was an evil in the world that had to be cut from it, but she could only do it alone...

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"Fuck..." Jill gasped, blinking past the blackness as a fire crept through her veins from the gapping injury. This was far from the first time she'd been shot, hell S.T.A.R.S members collected scars like children collect stamps, but this was defiantly the first time she'd been hit by such a large calibre. The wound it left was immense and she could practically feel her life slipping away in the crimson tide which bled out of her.

In the back of her mind, she knew she only had a few minutes of life left. She'd seen battle wounds like hers before and death had almost always been the result, it would be best if she just relaxed and let it come to her in the depths of a dream. Only Jill Valentine wasn't the type to just die in her sleep, she intended to fight until the very end; even if the fight was impossible to win.

Dimly, she was aware of more Umbrella soldiers entering the warehouse, some sliding down the cables while others climbed through the windows and set up a perimeter. They were keeping their distance however, and the fact that they were wary of her even when she was obviously dying made Jill's blue lips turn up in a weak smile. She quickly lost count of how many of the Corporation's mercenaries entered the former safe-house, her vision grow so weak that she couldn't so much as tell where one began and another ended until one finally stepped forward.

Like a grim Spector, the soldier slowly walked forward until he was standing over her dying form. Absentmindedly, Jill couldn't help but wonder how this bastard hadn't been killed off long ago. Although dressed in the black gear, he was larger and much stockier than his counterparts, practically massive by the average man's standards he'd have stuck out like a sore thumb in a fire fight.

"So this is Jill Valentine, at last we meet." Said a distorted voice before the soldier reached up and pulled the breathing apprentice from his face to reveal a sight that made Jill gasp in horror. "I am Albert Wesker, chairman of the Umbrella Corporation, at your service."

Jill felt a sickness rising in her gut that had nothing to do with the bullet hole as she looked up at the man, taking in his bone white skin and bleached blonde hair with a feeling of disgust. A pair of dark lensed sunglasses hid his eyes but she could already feel the coldness of his stare on her skin, touching her with all the warmth of a sheet of ice. "Wesker, I thought you were dead..." She gasped weakly, trying to ignore the blood on her breath as she pushed herself up.

She'd hoped that her words might encore some sort of reaction from the man, but to her disgust he only grinned at her. "The reports of my demise were greatly exaggerated." Dr Isaacs walked through the wall of soldiers, the cuts on his face still red from where the glass had cut him just hours earlier but his smile was no less confident as he presented a large titanium carrying case to the man. "But that is something you and I shall now share, because you see Miss Valentine, I have decided that you shall be the first subject of a very special project." With that, the Dr opened up the case and revealed something that made the dying woman's eyes grow wide with horror.

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Being as quiet as mice, Alice and Carlos hustled through the labyrinth of shipping containers and broken machinery. Moving as fast as he could manage, they were careful to keep out of sight of the sweeping patrols that were combing the estate. It wasn't easy, their way was full of minor obstacles that they had to either cross or navigate round and the smooth walls of steel offered them little cover. If they were caught here, they'd have little chance of making it out unscathed. With that thought in mind, Alice made sure to keep a ready finger on the trigger of her stolen FAMAS rifle as she watched the winding path ahead of them with a keen eye.

"The rendezvous point is on the other side of this junk yard." Carlos said before slamming a fresh magazine into his Uzi. From every corner they could hear distant gunshots ringing out as some of the surviving resistance members engaged in desperate fire fights with Umbrella Troops and it was clear he wanted to go and help, but every time they got near the night suddenly fell silent and there was no need to wonder about who had won as Umbrella very kindly left the bullet ridden bodies where they fell. "If we keep heading east and try to avoid the patrols..." A chilling scream suddenly rang out from further down their path before being silenced in a hail of gunfire "Or maybe a little longer."

Holding their breath, Carlos and Alice shouldered their weapons and cautiously Inched forwards. The way ahead was hidden by a sharp bend but Alice could smell the aroma of blood and gun powder on the air and she could hear men whispering orders. It was impossible to tell how many blocked their path from where they were however, so she signalled Carlos to stay where he was with a quick hand signal before taking a step forward. Flattening herself against the wall of containers, she took in a nerve steadying breath before quickly peering round and then retracting her head before anyone had a chance to see her. Things defiantly did not look good. Not ten steps away was a large expense of open land that was practically teaming with Umbrella soldiers.

"Is there another way round?" She asked Carlos as he came up behind her.

"Not unless we go back to the warehouse." He said with no trace of humour as he shook his head. "Can we fight a way through?" Alice didn't want to answer. There had to be at least twenty of ballistic clad soldiers before, even together there was small chance they'd be able to kill them all and even if they did, the rest of the Umbrella strike team would be alerted by the noise and then they'd be swamped by the fuckers.

Hoping to find another solution, she glanced round just in time to see an officer walk through the troops and start barking orders. When he was done, the mercenaries suddenly began to disperse.

"They're leaving," she said excitedly, looking back at her companion with a smile on her lips.

"That's great, so can we get out of here please?"

Realising they weren't out of the woods just yet; she turned back to the space and watched the soldiers leave. This would need to be timed just right... "Let's go."

As quiet as the not so dead, they ran from the safety of the shadowed bend, across the open space to the avenue opposite them. At any moment they expected to hear the call of alarm or the short of a rifle so the pair didn't stop to see if they'd been spotted before taking off into the darkness. They ran flat out, not resting or speaking until they caught sight of vehicles in the distance.

"Just a bit further..." gasped Carlos, his voice now carrying an air of urgency. He was tired from trying to keep up with the seemingly inexhaustible woman and desperately wanted to stop for a moment to catch his breath but realising just how close they were to getting away from the slaughter, he pushed himself a little harder. There'd be plenty of time to rest later.

Alice suddenly stopped, her eyes growing wide as she looked up ahead to where the safety waited for them. She so badly wanted to go there, to leave this place and enjoy the comfort of other people, but in her mind she had been running over everything that had happened and she knew she just couldn't. It was just too dangerous for them to take her.

"What is?" Carlos asked breathlessly, confused by her sudden stop now that they were so close. "Alice what's wrong?"

"I...I can't go with you." She said, taking a voluntary step back as she shook her head in dismissal. "I'm like a plague, everyone who's close to me dies, and I won't risk losing you too." And then before he could stop her, Alice was gone into the night.

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