Everything was in place and would fall into action soon enough, the people on the train would become infected by Vitaly’s action and with the train under their control; no one was going to suspect it was them. All blame would head to another company or that of the black market, many would still blame Umbrella. “The train will arrive there in two hours,” Gennedy informed his commander, the information given was enough to have Nikolai chuckle mentally knowing well enough that none of the towns was prepared for a train derailment. The speed of the train, the infection that would happen, everything will play well into his hands. Every single soul on that train would into a zombie; Vitaly would turn a monster hell-bent on killing.
The fact Nikolai knew Shane had an operation going on there was startling, but the man knew exactly where to gather his information from. Closing the door, he watched the train heading further away from them and checked his watch, “It’s almost time,” Those three words made his comrade nod in agreement while the chopper flew off to regroup with the rest of the men.
The train would arrive long before Shane would get there, the passengers having no idea that the danger lurked in the one train car and changing in the process to spread the infection. The lives of many being tossed into the burning infection were not a loss for Nikolai; it only proved he was a sly wolf. The train rumbled along the tracks like a rampaging titan aiming to destroy everything in its assigned path.
The engineers of the train had no idea the work Gennedy had done, held the fate of everyone on the train and those waiting at the train station. The lives of the town would suffer the fate close to that of Raccoon City – if not the exact. The BSAA in the area would be put to the test once again against the outbreak and doing their duty to save survivors.
In two hours, the nightmare for Dunkelwald would happen, Claire wouldn’t realize what was about to happen since she was busy doing her own business in the town. She wanted to find Chris and see him before anything happened and so far everything was calm for the town. For the most part, Claire was doing her best to try and locate her brother so to talk to him about what was going on. TerraSave would have to know if this should be a growing concern and be alerted of it so they could be prepared to come in and help. She hated being behind Chris when it came to helping others, she could fight and protect others too, but she did it through TerraSave and not BSAA.
She had considered joining them because of the many events she kept getting into over the years. The young woman had figured that one of these events would break her into joining her brother and taking to the field in dealing with it. Helping others and treating them was a good cause, yet the reality was cruel and these outbreaks needed to stop. They are all over the world and that meant someone was reproducing them unless, in some small miracle – the Umbrella Corporation was still in operation.
Who in their right mind would want that company, “Everyone in the world,” She mumbled to herself walking down the street to a small store that offered take out during the afternoon hours. “It’s insane what Umbrella was doing, so many people that died because of their experiments and viruses…So many lives changed of those who survived.” It wasn’t hard to remember the faces she met of those who survived such outbreaks. The airport and then the facility, the G-virus, how much more of the insanity will she endure till it finally snaps her in half? It was these moments she thought of the young man she fell in love with at Rockfort Island. She thought she had seen him again only to shrug it off as a possible illusion of faces that she saw every day.
Chris and Heinz were at the scene where the bodies were discovered, Claire wouldn’t know where he was till later in the day. There were a few BSAA patrols driving through the large town in search of any possible infection among the community and so far the reports returned clear, Heinz was relieved hearing this when his men reported in. Turning he watched Chris study the bodies that were being collected for disposal – it was obvious the man was troubled about this. Moving closer to the American, the Hauptman spoke firmly.
“Reflecting on your last mission?” It was a simple question and the answer he heard was a faint inhale and crossed arms, “Your reports about Uroboros are valuable but it won’t stop this from being sold in various markets. Former corporations may crumble but their data, their research, can be found scattered throughout the world.”
It was a well-known fact that Umbrella’s influence still plagued the world. The company was gone but its spirit continued to fuel the masses. There were still slim chances that former employees of Umbrella were selling these things to the highest bidder, perhaps even some starting their own companies?
Chris considered these possibilities every second of the day, he knew this would never end and all they could do was to continue the fight to stop a biological war from happening. The process of making cures was ongoing. There was a possible chance that someone would release a deadly virus upon the entire world, snuffing out humanity in the process. That would end all this; end all the nightmares but those who could be immune.
It still puzzled him to this day about people who were immune to the viruses he had encountered. How did their genetics prevent this from happening? Returning from his thoughts, Chris looked at Heinz, “We can only do what we can, we’ve been busy wrapping up what occurred in Africa and this is only causing a slight slowdown in our work. Let’s return to the town and regroup. We need intelligence about who owned this farm or whoever rented it.”
Nods were exchanged with the men as they headed to the AFT Dingo 2; it was time to figure out what was going on in this town before anything else happened. If word got out that a zombie was spotted, chaos would ensue fast.
Shane had to admit that the ride to Dunkelwald was more enjoyable by car than it would have been using a helicopter. The disadvantages of being in a car were that he couldn’t study the things a helicopter would be able to see. Currently, it didn’t matter to him while watching the trees passing by him in the BMW. The information Ada Wong had provided him was highly useful, Black Queen had added it to the database as well. His archive was growing larger and all the data his father had collected before from one of Umbrella’s facilities was highly useful. However, there were still kinks in the system.
Scratching his nose, Shane would deal with that issue later once he was certain nothing was occurring in Dunkelwald. He was anxious to have a good meal of Sauerbraten and drink a glass of Bärenjäger. His diet was meant to keep him going strong and this time around, he wanted to eat and drink stuff he never had before. Already he was feeling hungry for the delicious food that awaited him.
“Germany, you will always be a favorite place of mine when it comes to hearty meals.” Chuckling he looked at his phone that rested in his hand for a majority of the ride, Sherry was calling him. Pressing a button he answered it to hear her saying that the BSAA was seen in town and were making patrols, “Is Steve keeping an eye out for things?” He wanted to know, he was already in his combat attire if things got heated with the BSAA.
Sherry sighed on her end, “For one thing, Steve seems to be acting strangely. He’s been like that for some time now and he won’t tell me what the issue is. Could it be possible the influence of the BSAA in the area?” Shane really wouldn’t know what would be making Steve so uneasy and displaying unusual character marks. The man did have dreams about a woman which happened to be documented as Claire Redfield, the little sister of Chris Redfield.
Rubbing his face, Shane took a moment to collect his thoughts, “Honestly, I have to gaze upon him myself to come to any theory to why he has been acting like what you had said. For all I know, he could be having an attachment to a woman in the village.”
The very thought of a relationship of Steve and a woman was one of outrageous thinking. Why would the man fall in love with someone that would be terrified learning that he was able to become a monster? Shaking his head, Shane inhaled deeply and added, “I will be there shortly, my dear. Make sure you are safe and warm, alright? Once I’m back, we don’t have to worry too much.”
Sherry did worry a lot when Shane wasn’t around, with him having disappeared for a great deal of time Shane was going to be scolded by her for that. However, he was more concerned about Steve’s wellbeing.
The man was unstable and issues arising from it could be devastating, considering he was highly monitored for any behavioral changes. The files spoke of how unstable Steve could become because of the T-Alexia that was inside of his body. A small thought did cross Shane’s mind that Claire could have possibly been in the community and Steve saw her, groaning softly he honestly felt things could become complicated with Steve if the man were to remember the past. To what happened to him several years ago in Antarctica. Reassuring Sherry once again, he bid his goodbyes before looking out the window once more. He would have to set up a way to get her away from the town if the BSAA became too hot, he wouldn’t think anything else would happen.
How wrong he was. A train was on a death course with the town and no one was going to be prepared with the aftermath. The station master was waiting patiently with others expecting the train to be arriving, according to the monitor inside the station; the train was traveling faster than it should have been when it was almost within reach of the town. Several radio calls were presented but no response ever returned. A biohazardous outbreak was charging at them and even the BSAA weren’t going to be prepared for this.
The thunderous roar of an engine raging hot, the soft cries within each individual car in tow. The station master was already blowing the whistle loudly seeing the train losing control on the smallest turn and started tipping, already a few cars disconnected from the mass. People started fleeing and many were screaming watching it collide into the surrounding buildings and stationary trains. Sounds of sickening metal tearing itself apart and roars of fire erupted in several places.
The accident could be felt throughout the entire town with the burning mass plowing to the center of town, buildings collapsing and set ablaze, fire alarms sounded firm and sirens blaring. Chris and Heinz were clear of the accident area that was slowly being contaminated with the corpses of those had perished within the burning wreckage. Both their radios echoed from an agent near the scene, reporting a severe train accident and was going to be assisting the civilians within the area. This was the first time a train accident had ever occurred in this community; Heinz looked toward the American Captain, “Are we going to continue our investigation or should we proceed to the site of the train accident?”
It was obvious Chris was debating the two; their mission was to help civilians if something were to occur but the threat of bio-weapons in the area was more important. Uroboros was still a grave threat to the world and if it was indeed here, they couldn’t waste time dealing with the train accident. Grabbing his radio, he ordered a few men to attend to the scene while the rest were with him and Heinz to head to the location of the Uroboros discovery. “Our priority is to check the area where Uroboros was discovered, I know you have a small team there containing the area, we will continue our mission to investigate and neutralize the contamination.”
He wanted to return to the town with haste afterward to find his sister and help those who were in the train accident. Everyone was at danger of the burning blaze but many failed to realize the dead rising from the flames were highly infectious.
The town had plenty of things going on, even for those who had witnessed these similar events before. Steve had only seen the fire and heard the crash from the butcher shop he was at, everyone around him was terrified imagining what could have happened beyond the buildings before them. For the man, he felt a sense of dread knowing well that people died in that terrible accident that occurred; he wasn’t going to investigate the matter since he had seen the B.S.A.A. agents in the town.
It was time to head out and get back to the lab before anything else were to occur to draw unwanted attention. From what Sherry had told him, Shane was returning before long so they could get their operations back into action, however, would this cause more issue? Moving carefully, he left the area he was to try and get back to the lab but he couldn’t believe the aftermath’s effects upon the town when he discovered a body that had been thrown from the train crash. A small gathering of people was around the mutilated corpse while two people were calling for the ambulance and police. Inside his body, a reaction was happening; he sensed something wasn’t right about that body.
It was painfully obvious everyone wasn’t sure how to handle this sudden event, never once they had such an accident in their community. Steve could tell them of so many horrors he saw on Rockfort Island, that time he was a prisoner and met Claire Redfield – he could feel his heart fluttering remember their first meeting. A sound drew his attention thanks to his acute hearing and the origin of the sound was from the corpse on the ground. It was slowly reanimating. Thoughts were flooding his mind quickly, his eyes scanning the people around him and he knew they were in grave danger if they didn’t leave. He knew he couldn’t exactly kill the zombie or they’ll think he was insane. Steve couldn’t just blurt out anything about undead, viruses and Umbrella Corporation – the people would certainly see him mad. He soon figured he would distract them; it was the only way to get the body and kill it fully once again to keep it from waking into a zombie.
Steve was going to shout out a warning only to be interrupted by an explosion from the train yard. The crowd turned their attention to it and allowed Steve a chance to collect the body and disappear with it for a while. The disposal had to be quick and unseen; he ran with the corpse into an alleyway and snapped its neck. He dumped the body into a trash bin for safe measures. He had to get out of this place before it got worse; he hoped they had the vaccines for this back at the facility. Grabbing his phone he quickly called Sherry to confirm if they did. This wasn’t good at all if the BSAA were to get fully involved, napalm strikes could be the only solution if there was an outbreak, even though Steve wasn’t too sure how that man was infected with the T-virus? Was there a possibility someone on that train was infected with it or bought it off the black market?
All the while, fires were breaking out when the fueling station exploded from the train crash. People were in a mass panic and were fleeing their homes, the BSAA were doing what they could to assist and it came all too clear when the dead were rising and something big spotted in the area of the worst wreckage. Chris and Heinz’s radios were buzzing with great chatter from the unit dealing with the accident, things were going insane with infected and buildings were catching on fire. “Scheisse, seems we’re having a viral outbreak in the town,” Heinz reported to Chris as they were hurrying to where the infected were located, they had to support the unit and eliminate the threats before it became serious. “Do you believe that someone on the train was transporting vials from the black market?” He was curious to know what Chris thought of this situation, there were several possibilities flooding the man’s mind.
“Let’s deal with this for the time being and get the fires put out. If there’s only a handful of infected, we should eliminate them and head to our destination, your unit should be able to handle this. If there is a lab in this area, we’ll find it.”
He was hell-bent on stopping every single trace of the viruses Umbrella made and any that were forged by other companies as well in order to make millions or even to cause millions to die. Instead of helping the world, many accidentally destroy it in the process. There were even those who did it on foul intentions, to prove they were capable of anything. Those were the people Chris vowed to hunt down and finish them off if he could, sending them away in prison wouldn’t work on protecting humanity. Shaking his head, he had to focus, they needed to kill the infected and ensure none of the units was bitten – however, he couldn’t shake the feeling something was following them through the town.
Shane couldn’t believe what he was seen blocking the road in front of the car. A huge chunk of metal from the train had flown across town and landed on the road they were making their approach, and taking any side roads was problematic with people using them to flee.
“I’m heading out on foot.” He told the driver and exited the vehicle; he could make it back to the facility on foot easily. The driver would leave and returned to his post while his boss would handle this on his own, this reminded Shane of Raccoon City but on a small scale. The entire city was as if a war raged through it, fires, bodies, chaos. This here was nothing more than people fleeing from the fires and the carnage of the train accident, it was obvious that was what happened and the people here weren’t going to be harmed from the fires that raged from the train station and various parts of the town inflicted by the flaming carnage. Grabbing his phone, he checked the map to ensure which direction the facility was. He hadn’t been here since he went off to Canada and that failed miserably due to Nikolai being there with that foul creature of a woman, Afanasii.
It was still a miracle that he even got out of that place alive and fully intact, considering how Nikolai managed to figure out how to bring him down to a helpless child. Shane wasn’t like his father, he may be unique in his own way but the pain of the rounds pelting his body still burned and ached, even causing his heart to stop with a perfect shot could knock him unconscious for a little while. He had to improve himself better, this insanity needed to stop and his body to remove the flaws. However, he was thankful he didn’t need to take the shots like his father had to. Was it because he was dead for a few days and revived? Was it because of the plaga altering it? Or was it because of his genetics, in which he had Alexia Ashford’s genes inside of him? Whatever the cause, he was glad for it and he would have the virus adapt to his will as it has already. He did miss his blue eyes, “Perhaps they’ll return.” He whispered to himself.
Returning to the situation around him, he could run around the town to get to the facility and be there in a moment’s notice. His consciousness wanted him to wonder about the town and see if anyone needed help; it was only in his nature to do so. He wasn’t cruel like many who were once part of the Umbrella Corporation and him being a byproduct of their many works. It was a loss that he couldn’t speak to the mastermind that created him; there were so many unanswered questions about why Shane was created. He had a feeling those documents were long gone or even hidden away from the world. Shane snapped to attention when he heard shouting and hurried down the street, passing a few stores in the process to see what was going on. A woman was staring at a corpse that was on fire and walking, shuffling blindly in her direction. From what he understood of her, she was screaming that it was a demon and he knew what it was: a zombie.
This wasn’t normal at all and his gut twisted from the one person who could have done this in order to ensure the work he was doing was destroyed. “Nikolai.” A bitter taste filled his mouth when he uttered that name, the man clearly up to something far more dangerous than anyone thought possible. The Russian cheated death more times than anyone wanted and he clearly was a mastermind behind many things, but this seemed impossible. How could Nikolai have known the facility in this place belonged to Shane? Was there still moles buried deep in the organization? Growling to himself, he focused on the woman in distress and that of the zombie shambling slowly towards her. It wouldn’t be the only gunshot sounding in the town.
The BSAA was dealing with their own issues at the wreckage site, no one would have expected a creature to be the cause of this outbreak, and those that did catch a glimpse of the agile creature could only swear it appeared like a spider. A massive spider-like creature moving through the wreckage and only one person saw it impale a body with one of its many legs and moments later the corpse would rise up. However, the BSAA wasn’t paying attention to those things or that the people in the area were slowly being picked off by this creature. It only became a great alarm when one of the BSAA men had been suddenly yanked away by an unseen cord into the wreckage of the flaming train. The others were alarmed the moment he screamed, although they didn’t see anything at first, a figure beyond the flame was becoming more and more clear. Massive, mutated, a fiend; this thing was supposedly once a man and bore four long limbs from his back. The tattered clothing only covered so much of this former human, the long limbs covered in sharp spikes and blood.
Their minds buzzed quickly through the briefing and lessons on the viruses they knew of and had the record of, and thus far their minds showed no reason to what this thing mutated from and furthermore they weren’t caring who it was once. It was a monster, a B.O.W., and it killed their comrade. Opening fire, they aimed to slaughter this beast before it could infect others, it was their job to protect the lives of this town and so far it was a losing battle with those near the wreckage of the train crash. Infected that survived the impact were emerging in numbers, the townies weren’t in realization yet that these were no longer humans coming for vacation or visiting family. They were zombies aiming to feed on the living.
The people didn’t realize that their protectors were engaged with something else that was far more dangerous than a few flaming corpses shambling about with ill intent. They were engaged in a serious fight that they could lose to if they didn’t stay focused on the B.O.W., it was taking their shots as if they were pea shooters.
“What the hell is this thing?” One of the men shouted out in German, the rounds of their rifles weren’t anything to the highly agile creature targeting them for its next kill. Civilians were screaming and fleeing in fright and that of the monstrous giant the BSAA were engaged with. The beast moved with unnatural speed, disappearing through smoke and ash like a hell-spawned demon. The priority of this unit was to keep the civilians alive; they weren’t going to run away from the B.O.W.; even if it tried snatching another one of them away with the grotesque spiderlike limbs. One dodged the attack, another recoiled backward – a fight they had been training for since joining the BSAA Germany branch.
“Keep tracking it!” Another barked before getting on the radio to his commander, “Sir, we’re dealing with a T-class B.O.W.! It emerged from the wreckage of the train; we’re engaging it with the minimal effect!” The agent shouted into the radio before running for cover, narrowly avoiding a metal beam from the train wreckage. “Requesting backup!” Units in the town weren’t able to respond to this request, having to deal with their own problem of undead humans attacking anything living and setting more buildings ablaze if they were on fire.
The town was in utter chaos, those that didn’t know what was going on were in the highest danger for the shambling dead tracked them through windows and doors, following the hot scent of living flesh to give them meals that wouldn’t satiate their unending hunger. Zombies that had been flung from the wreckage while ablaze rose from various places in the town, the flames lighting anything flammable. Firefighters were drawn to douse the train and fought against their urges to leave to deal with other fires. A few did head off to deal with the flames – only the end up in the flaming hands of a zombie.
Radio chatter was so terrible in the town; many were confused about where they were supposed to go and where the events were happening. Shane was hearing all of this from the police officers in the area he was currently standing. There were car accidents happening all over town and outside of town as well; it made him think of Raccoon City and more so when he heard a loud crash a few houses away from him. Ignoring the civilians running past him, he slipped into an alleyway to see if he was able to assist anyone within the accident. Locked gates were easily bypassed and any sort of barricade. The scent of death was all over the place, the further he approached the area where the crashed happened – he could hear a voice crying out for help.
His view was blocked by a semi and its trailer, he had a feeling it was left here on delivery when the train crash occurred. Crouching down to move underneath the trailer, he saw a body lying under it with a trail of blood leading from the other side. The man clearly had dragged himself to this area and died, possibly from the car accident. Shane was highly wary of this and moved back slightly to observe if there were any moments. Shaking his head, he knew waiting would only put the one crying for help in more danger. Steeling himself, he proceeded to go under the trailer in hastened paced till he felt something gripping his ankle.
“Zombies…” He growled in distaste seeing the dead man was hanging on him and was even dragged out moaning all the way. This wasn’t the first time a zombie dug its nails into his boot, thankfully he would dispose of it properly, only after he secured the area. Turning his head, he could see all was clear of any other threat, apart from the fire creeping to the car. The hands around his boot tightened and his free foot came down hard onto the undead’s head. Gore splattered the ground and he walked quickly to the vehicle.
The fire was spreading and he could hear undead shuffling from other locations of the accident scene, he had no idea the tractor-trailer he had ducked under had crashed into a house and was the cause of this scene. The car was completely crushed on the driver’s side and the passenger door was damaged from being flipped over. Broken glass and gas marked the ground and the boy within the car was pleading for help, the fire burning quickly having finally reached the leakage on the ground, Shane’s eyes widen seeing that and he gripped the damaged door firmly.
The boy yelped seeing the door ripped off like a bandage and was hurled towards the undead approaching them. The man hurried in cutting the belt straps, the fire gaining entrance through the broken windows, setting ablaze the front seats. The boy would have burned alive if this man didn’t show up to save him. The youth couldn’t believe his uncle would abandon him like this, he barely remembered how this accident happen. The sounds of metal crunching and glass breaking still echoed in his young mind, following by mumbling voices and shouting.
Shane looked at the boy that was holding onto him, picking him up swiftly, he darted towards the semi-truck. The flames tore through the car, engulfing it in hellish fire and Shane slid under the trailer just before the car exploded. Sending metal flying and setting ablaze any infected within range. Panting, Shane sat on the ground and looked at the boy who was still shaken by the events, “You’re safe, for the time being.” Shane told him in German so to relax the child more, course, now Shane had to look after him till he could find someone that was safely leaving this area. He certainly had to find a BSAA agent escorting people from the town.
It was going to be unnerving thinking of him having to speak to the BSAA; he knew he had no choice. He had to deal with this situation before the BSAA discover his new facility. It was all Nikolai’s doing, and this made Shane growl mentally realizing that this was not only an attack on him but to also lure the BSAA into the area to target him as well if they got wind of him. Taking a breath, they two got up and started moving from the burning aftermath that was slowly creeping under the trailer to further burn the town to the ground.
Reaching the active roadway, Shane looked around and spotted a BSAA agent next to one of their vehicles, waving at the cars and directing them. It was perfect for Shane to allow the boy with the agent who could arrange safe passage. Approaching quickly, the agent looked at the two and whistled for a medic to come to assist the child. Shane pulled the agent aside to speak to him, informing him of the child’s situation and the agent understood. Turning around, he started shouting at the medic about it and when he turned around, Shane was already gone.
The man looked around quickly and then up at the sky seeing a news helicopter flying by, someone had called the press and told them what was happening. It would be another press conference for their commanding officer to deal with and possibly even the American; only if they all survived this outbreak and quell the raging fires which engulfed majority of the town already. The BSAA was told to also keep an eye out for TerraSave agent Claire Redfield – who was in the town somewhere and extract her immediately.
Claire was checking her phone having been called by a colleague, he told her that he was informed about the BSAA movements and was even watching a live feed from a news chopper that was in the area. She was told to check the newsfeed herself and bringing it up on her phone she saw more chaos than what she was seeing around her. “Oh, God…” She saw the camera zoom in on a hoard of zombies attacking a group of BSAA personnel, her worry grew greatly wondering where Chris at.
“This is why we need to stop all of this, too many people are dying.” She whispered and quickly called him while moving down the street. Steve was watching her from a distance; he wanted to understand her more and to why she was triggering strange memories inside of himself. He saw her sleeping next to him in a cold place, so calm and beautiful, he wanted to kiss her. However the memory doesn’t continue, she was part of a past that he didn’t remember and he knew it was taken away from him by that man he saw in his nightmares.
With the chaos going on, he didn’t think Sherry would want him to be at their residence with Shane taking far too long to arrive here. The accident in the town made Sherry worried and he promised her to investigate if Shane needed any help getting back; he had his own set of plans. Stopping in his tracks, he watched Claire speaking on her phone and was gesticulating with her free hand. Steve wondered so much about her and she was very expressive, forward even with this call. He knew she had no idea how much of a danger she was in for being here and not paying attention to her surroundings.
“I will play the part of her hero.” He thought to himself in an amusing way, recalling a memory of him saying ‘…your knight in shining armor is here!’ – This memory plagued him for the longest time when it came to surfaced hours before he came to town. A monster was attacking this woman, this angel, and he saved her from it.
His attention was turned from her, only for a moment hearing gunfire in the distance, it was faint and he knew the direction of it was at the wreckage site. Steve wondered what was over there that was causing the BSAA to shoot constantly and in an erratic fashion.
“Hello?” The voice startled him from his observations; he turned and saw Claire looking right at him. They were several feet from each other and were the only souls in the area, so it made her concerned seeing him following her. His eyes locked onto her beautiful eyes, and he looked away, she was still on her phone, “Give me a second.” She said to the other on the line and looked at Steve, asking him if he was all right in German and he nodded briskly. “Are you following me?” She asked, studying him over carefully. Part of her mind was click with how he looked familiar.
There was nothing around for Steve to claim about and this wasn’t a time to lie either. They were alone on the streets; many people have left the town while some locked themselves indoors. Searching his thoughts he sighed, “I’m protecting you.” It was said with a German accent, as best as he could do it so to have her not be suspicious he was American. There wasn’t much Steve could say that would draw strange suspicion towards himself. If she thought it was indeed suspicious, he could prove it to her that he was watching out for her. Considering infected people could be nearby and anywhere waiting for a fresh meal to walk by.
The thought of her being harmed frightened him; he could imagine what her scream and cries would sound like. She studied him and he became lost into her beautiful eyes, recalling memories of another time. Memories were slowly awakening inside of his mind from a day of his youth.
“If you wish to come with me, I’m heading to a BSAA checkpoint.” With a gesture, she showed him the direction. He nodded; a simple nod and she returned to her phone, “Sorry, what did you say?” She asked the other on the phone, he could see she was working herself to keep an eye on him if he tried anything harmful. Steve certainly liked that, she was on alert for anything to happen, he did see she was holding something firmly that was on her side. Steve knew he shouldn’t have left Sherry alone back at the base, but he was more worried about Claire than anything else.
The zombies or monsters weren’t concerning for him, he could change and butcher them all; all he wanted was Claire to survive. However, fear plagued him, what if she didn’t want him? Could she end up forgetting him after all of this? Would he reveal the memories he had about his Valkyrie to her? He would follow her to the safe zone and maybe disappear from view, into the shadows. Steve didn’t want to be taken away by force and yet he wanted to go with her.
He had no idea that Shane was in the town as well, working his way through the town. His goal was to get to the base and ensure everything was secured, and yet with his good nature, he was worried for any child that was trapped within the town. The other was to find out how this outbreak even occurred, he knew well enough that this wasn’t his men’s work, and the only one that would know his actions would be Nikolai. Whatever that man did, it was always a step ahead of Shane. To the point, it was pissing Shane off.
An explosion in the distance gained his thoughts for the moment, the BSAA stated there was a situation at the crash site of the train. Collecting his phone, he checked the map of the town and saw he was still a bit away from there; the places were marked in red where the wreckages were. The pulsing one indicated the zone where the BSAA was engaged the most.
“Near the fountain, partway to the center of town, near the train yard,” He whispered moving in the said direction, “Deal with the issue, if there is any that they can’t handle and get my butt to the mansion. I don’t need more attention to me. That damn Ruskie could be watching or worse, the BSAA could interfere with what I need to do. Fucking hell….”
The town was in shambles, all too familiar with him. There were times he wondered when all of this was going to end, all the insanity that started with Umbrella. Shane knew the dangers of the viruses and how helpful cures were for people, to grow their immunities and strengthen the next generation for a harsher world. But even with all the work that would be done, more viruses will emerge with the passing of time; from plants, animal or other kinds of origins.
Returning from his thoughts, Shane ducked down hearing movement nearby. Ducking behind a car, he peeked around and saw a zombie shuffling from a store, the tattered figure had a butcher knife sticking out of his skull and part of his jaw hung low. Whoever meddled with this infected fought hard to not be bitten. Moving back, Shane peeked around the other side to see it was a butcher shop, one of many the town held.
He was disappointed seeing it was one of the shops he wished to visit when he got here. Sadly, Nikolai wanted to ruin it for him. Part of him was confused seeing the infected shuffling away, ignoring the butcher coming out of the shop behind it. “This is…strange…” Shane whispered watching the man run away and then his eyes locked onto the zombie heading into the direction of the ruckus going on in the train yard.
His mind was racing to what could be the possibilities to this strange moment; he didn’t hear anything other than gunfire and grenades going off. There was a mixture of scents in the air, ranging from smoke, burning flesh and various fumes from burning buildings, cars and train cars. Cracking his neck, he followed the zombie for a while longer, studying its movements and he soon moved in front of it, it was there he saw it ignore him completely.
“This isn’t…right…” He watched it and noticed a few other zombies in the areas heading toward the train yard, some moving along quicker than others. The animals were doing the same but at hastened speeds, the undead beasts were quick on their move, “Something’s either calling them or they’re all interested in what the BSAA are doing… what the hell did Nikolai do there?”
Collecting his .45 from his left holster, he ensured it was ready for action and then checked the one on his right. The BSAA would have ammo in their vehicles and bodies he would be able to rummage through in hopes of securing enough if he needed, better yet, another firearm to assist him if there was something dangerous lurking in the train yard. Taking a breath, he moved quickly, hearing car horns and shouting within the town, high above a helicopter was flying around with its camera mount moving around recording the scene. Within was a reporter looking at another camera, speaking to her co-hosts back at the station of the situation happening within the town and the BSAA engaged with infected.
The reporter carefully gazed outside at the streets below, sadden by the things she was seeing and that the BSAA were engaged tooth and nail at the train yard and yet she noted mentally they were showing strange behaviors, “Jantis, fly closer to the train yard, we need to see what’s going on over there.” She said on the headset, “The BSAA in the town is handling things smoothly. The news seems to be calling at the site of the accident.”
“We should be wary of how close we come to the crash site.” Jantis said back to her, redirecting the helicopter in the direction they needed to proceed to, “Apart from that, we have no idea if there are those creepy monsters down there, the last thing we need is to end up crashing.” It was the truth, he didn’t trust flying around such areas, he knew too many helicopters could be easily downed by those creatures either leaping up at it or throwing debris. Furthermore, he wasn’t wanting to die today to the infected below. “What do you think, Jolan? Do you think this was an accident, a planned attack or something else entirely?”
“From what we’re able to see, this all started when the train crashed. Maybe someone bought samples off the black market and ended up damaging it on the way here. Which means someone in the town is getting that sample. There are many abandoned factories on the outside of the town, sawmills, old factory for shoemaking.” She pointed out watching the town and noticed the BSAA assisting firefighters in safe areas of the community. At this point, it looked like the living was going to make it through and this wouldn’t end up a forgotten town in the history books. She was glad it wasn’t as bad as it was before; there was fear it would be destroyed completely to prevent the infection from spreading to the rural areas.
Down below, Chris watched the helicopter flying overhead. He hadn’t been able to locate Claire, he knew she could handle herself but he felt that nagging fear inside of his mind. Telling him to locate her and get her to the safe zone, Heinz watched him while speaking on the radio. They were at one of the checkpoints that survivors were still coming through; the man clearly was distracted with his thoughts and only snapped out of it hearing someone speaking English. Moving from the truck, Chris saw Claire coming; talking to a man that accompanied her. She was talking about her brother and the USAA, her work with TerraSave – she stopped midsentence when she saw Chris and ran to him, only to be stopped by Heinz’s men, informing her they had to ensure she wasn’t infected.
“I wasn’t bitten or scratched, I encountered very little on my way here.” She said crossing her arms and smiled when Chris approached. “I’m glad you’re here, Chris. Are you going to find out who did this?” She asked him and Steve kept his distance. He knew it had to have been an accident or another planned attack against his friend Shane.
However, with his mind coming along in the memories that Wesker worked hard to make him forget, he was finding out he was used as nothing more than a tool by that dead man, manipulated to help his son, and that this woman was the girl he fell in love with a long time ago. His Valkyrie. His thoughts were interrupted when Chris called to him; he didn’t answer the captain so one of Heinz’s men asked him in German what his name was. Course, he provided a fake name for them, he wasn’t ready to find out the truth of everything and for Claire to know who he was.
“Chris,” Heinz said drawing the captain’s attention and he hurried over to where the mapping of the town was being provided. “We need to move here, my men have spotted things at the train wreckage, according to what was reported, there might be possibly various large BOWs on the loose or one big one.”
“How are they uncertain of what they are seeing?” He asked and Heinz shook his head, Chris wondered if it was something emitting a poison that caused illusions. It reminded him of Nosferatu, emitting the plums of poison gas that Claire encountered when she fought it. Perhaps this BOW at the train yard caused paranoia or illusions to the mind.
“We better take serum with us, if this is something I encountered before, your men might have been poisoned.” Heinz nodded to him and he had his medic check to see if they had anything and to have the other medics ensure they have it. Chris nodded and moved to see Claire and her friend, “I need to go, Claire, stay here and get examined, and we’ve set up a recovery area not far from here for anyone that managed to get to the checkpoints. I need to do my job and find out where the infection is coming from and there is a chance it’s something big. Got it?”
“I’m not a little girl anymore, Chris. I’ll be fine; besides, I can handle myself with what you taught me.” She said smiling at him and he nodded to her, he was proud of his baby sister. She had survived the horror of Raccoon City, Rockfort Island, Antarctica and Harvardville; she was a survivor like he was. Chris knew she would keep surviving till they were old and could no longer carry on the fight. He smiled turning away from her while she was escorted to the side so the medic could examine her while Steve was checked over as well, his eyes watching Chris and Heinz nod to each other and were hurrying off towards the train yard. He had a feeling Shane was going to be there as well.
Shane had arrived at the train yard, due to the fires he had to head towards the main building in order to reach the rear. The BSAA had gotten two of their Dingo vehicles within the yard before the fires had spread to envelop the wreckage zone. Looking up at the helicopter, Shane watched them flyby.
“The press certainly got here fast and he’s going to be watching, taking notes on this.” He said to himself with slight bitterness, “Sherry might be watching too with Steve…” That was another thing he remembered, they were at the facility waiting for him to return and he didn’t want to rush there with the helicopter overhead. It would give Nikolai a chance to find his new base and strike while this was going on, Shane told himself that eliminating this threat will be a fast option to get everyone away so he could dash home.
Moving up the steps, Shane was inside and looked around, it was clear that part of the building collapsed from the debris of the train wreck. He saw a few dead people under broken beams and furniture. His eyes watched them a while longer and knew fully they weren’t going to come back to life as a zombie. The grandfather clock chimed deeply, making the scene more uneasy while he moved through the debris toward the back, seeing BSAA agents fighting against the horde that arrived through the fires. Still, Shane saw nothing in the area that could be luring them here. Climbing down, he saw the BSAA vehicles parked nearby; scanning the area he rested his eyes on one of the train cars. His hearing picked up a banging sound within that one, even with the gunfire and shouts; he focused on that car and approached.
His muscles were tensing on the approach, there was dark mist rising out of the slashed up roof, from what he could tell it was from the inside. An unearthly growl sounded and another loud bang, there he saw sharp claw tear through the damaged metal roof. Tearing and pulling, peeling it apart in order for the beast within to emerge. Shane saw four limbs emerge first, spiked ends that ensured stable points on the twisted metal, pulling upward the being they were attached to. A Tyrant looking creature with torn up garments, his skin clearly was exposed muscle. Those red eyes it had were locked onto the only person daring to be close, Shane. This was something Shane never saw; green drool fell from the mouth of the creature when it roared at him, exposing razor sharp teeth.
“Oh, shit…” Shane whispered moving back watching it move and lunge right at him. Pushing backward, Shane missed the first attack and managed to stop one of the four appendages, the second one was easily stopped with his boot. “Not so fast, cutter.”