Travis almost recoiled in horror at the sight of Berina. 'Damned Umbrella! They will pay.' "My right shoulder was dislocated, but i took care of it. No broken bones, but I have one hell of a headache. That is not the worst of our problems, though. I don't think we are in the right Hive." Travis said as he looked into Berina's eys, "It was a trap, and your hubby lead us to it."
Travis pushed away from Berina. "This may be the wrong lab, but it is a lab nonetheless." Travis said as he pulled out a map from his vest. He looked over with his flashlight marking a few spots on it. "Here, this should be where the real one is located. I will stay here and make sure this lab isn't here much longer. You two must find those we came here for and you are just wasting time with me. I have nothing better to do or live for so I'll find the self-destruct." Travis said as he handed the map to Berina. "Good luck. I'll see you back at home base." Travis called back over his shoulder as he slowly walked away.
Berina just turned and went into the elevator, pulling Bildo with her, pressing the button with her toe again. She waited until the doors closed before she let loose a loud feline like yeowl and then released her tension on a body on the floor, rocking the lift just a little but not enough for it to go awry. She then glanced up at Bildo, "Sorry...lets just find your son and get the hell out of here."
(OOC: No Acrypt, that'll do quite nicely 🙂)
"You know they blew the Hive to hell, it's nothing but a crater in this damned city."
Chrys stopped her strut towards the exit and turned halfway to Paul, who had just gotten up off the ground. She narrowed her eyes in scrutiny. 'I know I've seen him somewhere but...'
Just then, something went off in her head, his face becoming all to familiar. Her thoughts drifted off, she remembering when and where she had seen him, circumstances and all, hitting her like a ton of bricks. Chrys stood in the hall, temporarily dumbfounded and found herself starting to ask a question. "Did you ev-"
Chrys stopped herself right there. She hated all aspects of her past and didn't feel like finding out a question that she had had for Paul since the last time she had seen him. She forced any hint of emotion that might have entered her voice away and thought about his earlier statement.
"So the Hive's been blown to hell...pity, it would've made my task easier," Chrys shrugged as she took out a beretta. "That's alright, though. Always loved a challenge."
Chrys started to walk once more, but stopped and turned back to Paul and his female friend who had a bitter expression. "I'm heading to the Raccoon City Police Station. Are you coming?" she asked in a cold, apathetic voice.
Chrys hoped he agreed as she wasn't entirely sure of the way. Plus, the last thing she needed was to be overrun by a hoard of the undead, making her survival for the past two days pointless.
(Oh yes, one more thing to make sure, just in case I ever think of coming up with a flashback to partially explain the two's relationship 😇 If I'm to understand correctly, Paul met Chrys and, in a way, used her to get info on Umbrella but while doing so, the two actually became close, right?)
OOC: yep that's the idea, we were close, it's up to you to decide how close angel_not
Paul couldn't help but notice the funny way Chrys was looking at him, she went to say something but stopped and instead said, "So the Hive's been blown to hell...pity, it would've made my task easier, That's alright, though. Always loved a challenge."
Paul knew she wasn't saying something that was on her mind for that was what their relationship was like way back when, all secrets and lies. He also had things he wanted to tell her but now didn't seem like the right time, he wanted her to know that it wasn't all a lie but he feared it may be too late for that.
Chrys's expression turned cold and emotionless once again as she asked if they'd accompany her to the police station.
'I wouldn't miss it for the world', Paul said hoping to break some of the tension that was building between them. 'You know I'm glad to see you alive...', he let his voice trail off as she turned and continued towards the exit. Paul followed a few feet behind and Raine seized the opportunity to confront him, 'Who is she?', she asked quietly.
'She's someone I used to care for', he answered in a far off tone. Rain got the feeling she wouldn't get anything els out of him at the moment so she went silent. Why was this Chrys being so secretive and cold towards them, she thought as she followed. Without any explanation Paul left her side and joined Chrys's side, 'So how much can you tell me so I can be of help to you?', he asked her while making a right turn bringing them to the entrance.
Rain understood that these two had some kind of past together but that didn't excuse their total disregarding of her, she didn't like being left in the dark or having guns pointed at her for no reason.
OOC: It just occurred to me that you can control Raine however you wish, she's not my character but she's along for our ride and I don't see why only I should be able to control her.
(OOC: Hmm, not to sure of how to control Raine…and as for their relationship, I’ll show that in a flashback later on 😇 …but until then, on with the story 🙂)
“You know I'm glad to see you alive...”
Chrys quickly turned around to hide a strange expression in her eyes as she headed for the door. She gripped onto her berretta as she looked up to the ceiling, nostalgic memories of the past coming back. ‘I’m glad to see you alive as well…only God knows how much.’
After a second, Chrys noticed someone appeared to be walking next to her. She lowered her gaze from the ceiling and glanced to see that it was Paul. “So how much can you tell me so I can be of help to you?”
The two made a right, showing a huge door leading out into the streets. Chrys loosened the grip on her berretta, remembering the not so bright aspects of their relationship. She stared straight ahead, avoiding looking him in the eyes. “Oh, we both know what happens when I tell you too much about something. Not sure if I should tell you anything at all…” She glanced to him in a precautious way, then turned her attention to the doors as she pushed her way to the outside.
The sky had gained a dark sapphire hue as the blood red sun set behind the shattered remains of a plain grey building. Smoldering cars and scattered trash flew aimlessly across the streets. Corpses and wasted rounds lay in heaps, the scent of decay choked the air, and the bone-chilling sounds of creatures waking up for the night, loud heavy moans coming from everywhere and nowhere, haunted the hearing of the survivors.
Chrys looked out into the sun, her eyes illuminated to reveal a blue colder than any winter. She took a short breath, not wanting to inhale too much of the toxic like air. ‘Life truly is short…it’s the freaking post-apocalypse out here,’ she thought to herself.
Chrys turned to Paul. “The RPD is just one of three places I have to go to. I need to retrieve a file from off one of the computer’s. I already got one from the hospital so that’s one down. I won’t force you to go with me, if you want to turn back, no-”
Chrys stopped talking as Raine burst through the door after the two. She looked to them confused, curiously, then finally with a trace amount of bitterness to Chrys. Chrys glanced to Paul, then to Raine, and felt something flicker inside her. She shook it off, maintaining her icy calm demeanor as she started to walk. Paul caught up to her with a bewildered expression.
“Don’t humor me just for the sake of us having a history. If you have ‘something’ going on with that girlie, don’t mess it up just for me…” said Chrys in a soft voice, for once devoid of ice, but just plain, with the smallest trace of sadness to it…
Travis had walked through the double doors and found the labs self-destruct mechanism but he had to input a password he did not know. After minutes of searching throught a stack of papers he found it and typed it into the computer. "The Self-Destruct sequence has been initiated. You have '00:05:00' minutes until the lab is destroyed" An automated voice rang throughout the laboratory. 'If you're going you better make it quick Berina!' Travis thought to himself and he jogged the best he could out of the room and back towards the elevator.
Noticeing that the other guys was actually behind the car and reloading darion wanted one more look in the ammo tent the one he was ran out of.. As he jogged over behind it he heard some nioses in side which ment that the one inside still didnt know where he went, but he planned on showing them...
Takeing a few stepps back he ran up and threw the ripped tent sid eopen now they knew and they came for him there was only 6 or 7 but thats not what matterd some how the ****ers had gotten in to the loockewd cabinets that he didnt check but that didnt matter yet.
As he stepped forward he broad swiped the first one chopping its head of then sweeping back he chopped another at the waist as it hit the floor he smashed its brains with his steel boot. flipping one of the cots up and useing it as a ram he smashed two of the back out the door and he turned to face the last 3. Sprinting forwardinto the groop he sliced the firstones head off as the second graved his sword, his thought was ( What a dumbass fffnnn zombie graveing the friggin sharp end he drewit back out of its hands ha choppe the friggin things leggs off, as he stepped over him he sliced the last one head off and in the same motion turnd and planted the hilt on the mouth of the second one whom was crawling after him..
Making it to the cabinet he found two glocks , grabbing them and the extra ammo he secured his blade on his back where it fit perfectly.
Pusshing the cot aside from the door he shot the first two zombies .. "come get some you, bast*rds" He steeped out to see the second group which nmow was about 20, and the first group going after the 4x4 it was now only about 12 zombies left.......Damn malconinwas doing some damage even off his feet...As Darionh laughed he was hit from the side as he hit the ground he rolled away, there was about another dozen between the buildings how great he was in the middle again... thats ok he had his baby just in case...as he started to onload the clipps... BAng Bang Glak Glak..
As Bildo Followed Berina a Guards Room Emptied chasing her down the corridor and Bildo shot the all down one by one as they started to gain on her there was about 10 of them and they were now scattered down the corridor after Berina "Thx" she shouted after him and she went throu a door at the end of the corridor. Bildo ran down the corridor after her jumping ova the bodys he had just produced and he ran throu the door and saw............. ❌ ❌
Paul could understand why she would not want to tell him her secrets but he felt like it was different now, Umbrella's dirty little secrets weren't so little anymore and weren't exactly secrets either. He hoped that she wasn't part of them, he hoped that she understood what Umbrella had causes to the people of this city and took it to heart and that if she was still in league with them he hoped that she would consider leaving Umbrella to rot like they did this city.
Suddenly Chris turned to him interrupting his line of thought, "The RPD is just one of three places I have to go to. I need to retrieve a file from off one of the computer’s. I already got one from the hospital so that’s one down. I won’t force you to go with me, if you want to turn back, no-"
She paused turning to look at Rain who was staring at them curiously and back to Paul, “Don’t humor me just for the sake of us having a history. If you have ‘something’ going on with that girlie, don’t mess it up just for me…”
Paul was so relieved to hear that and not how she hated him for what happened in their past that he almost laughed, 'Chrys, give me some credit, she's only sixteen!'
To this even Raine let a smile escape her determined face, she liked Paul but seriously he was like a million years older than her so her liking went no further than simply enjoying his company. She shook her head in disbelief of what she and Paul were just accused of. Raine's main problem at the moment was that she didn't trust this new woman...Chrys. Why she wasn't sure but it seemed to her that Chrys was hiding behind an iron curtain and defiantly not telling them some key information to why she was here.
Chrys's question improved Paul's mood, it almost made him feel like he had a chance with Chrys again but his expression turned serious once more, 'If you're not gonna tell me what it is you're doing in this city then at least give me an idea of who you're doing it for, times are different then what they used to be, a dam has burst flooding the world with more information than they're willing to believe. Secrets are not what they used to be, trust me I'm not trying to humor you or use you, I'm trying to help you.'
Paul wasn't sure if she believed him but he was sincere, as far as he was concerned he wasn't working for anyone at the moment, his people had sent him into a death trap while threatening to leave him and his friends here to rot and Umbrella, well they were the reason for this hell on earth. So his options were limited, he was only in league with anyone who wanted to put this hell to a bitter end and make those responsible pay for what they have done.
“If you're not gonna tell me what it is you're doing in this city then at least give me an idea of who you're doing it for, times are different then what they used to be, a dam has burst flooding the world with more information than they're willing to believe. Secrets are not what they used to be, trust me I'm not trying to humor you or use you, I'm trying to help you.”
Chrys turned to Paul with a cold expression from his last sentence. “Oh yes, just like you weren’t using me the last time you saw me, just like how you didn-” She balled up a fist and stopped herself, her voice starting to rise. She had a few angry words for him, but she feared it might escalate into tears. And she refused to cry, she hadn’t done so in four years.
Chrys took her cigarette from behind her ear and placed it to her lips, not lighting it. “I’m not doing this for anybody but myself. My first mission was Umbrella affiliated but our charge was greeted by zombies before he met us. This mission, this is my own personal mission I have to do. I have to find out…” The look in her eyes suddenly became far off, distant.
‘I have to get that list…’ she thought to herself with a hint of determination behind her eyes. Chrys turned her attention back to Paul. “Since I’m new to town I’m hoping you don’t mind that I ask you lead the way.” Chrys said calmly, placing the cigarette behind her ear once more.
Bildo Looked on only for a second and in his eyes all Berina could see was anger agianst the Umbrella staff, but in his eyes was a hint of sadness for him and his wife and sorro for his son. He then walked ova to Berina and she put his son in hi arms. As she did she wispered "im so sorry really"
Bildo looked at his son Jack he was pale and barely breathing there was was nothing Bildo could do except look on helpless. A single tear ran down Bildo's face and landed on his son's cheek. Avoice rang out ova the speakers " 2 minutes to distruction, Evacuate immediatly" and Bildo slowly looked at Berina "lets go then" he said. She ran out of the lab and towards the evevator Bildo followed up close behind. They both got to the lift and Berina pressed the button to call the lift "any second now" she said anxiously. The lift came with a ping and the doors opened reveling Travis leant up against the lift wall " Hey guys" he said as they stepped in quickly.