Resident Evil: Vengeance 1 Clean Up Crew

My name is Page, Page Bunting, and I'm an army veteran, though I never was actually deployed. I had spent four years being stationed at various bases, until my contract was coming to an end, and I got a call from a company called Terrasave. They fight bio-terrorists, though I don't know what on earth that is.

I was taken back when I had first gotten the call, asking if I would like to try and become an agent. I didn't really have many plans for when I got out of the military, so I accepted, and I managed to get in. Shortly afterwards I was send of on my first mission in Africa, where the BSAA had requested help from us. Some new strand of virus called Uroboros had been used by bio-terrorists only a few days ago. I've asked around what to expect, and everyone just told me zombies.

Page sits nervously in the back of a jeep as they cross the African savanna, the moonlight making the plains bluish-silver. Rain clouds fill the air, soaking the ground and tapping on all the windows with a rhythmic beat.

"Don't worry, you're partner's a rookie just like you," Her boss, Terry states as he chuckles from seeing another nervous newcomer. Terry sits in front of her, another guy to his right, and a second one to her right. The driver in front making up five people total.

As the dust trails behind the tires, they listen to songs from the 60's being played on a CD. The savannah soon fades away as they slow down, now driving through a town, the driver turns off the radio and dims the headlights. The whole place is empty, without a single soul to be seen. As they drive further into the town, buildings start to block the moonlight.

Everyone in the jeep looks through their windows, trying to see whatever they can in the dark.

"We should be reaching the docks in ten minutes," Terry says as he checks his watch. As they drive past buildings, small alleyways are dimly lit by small strands of moonlight that just barely manage to squeeze through all the roofs. They all seem empty, minus what can only be guessed to be piles of trash. Page looks down each one closely, the atmosphere of the ghost town giving her chills. Looking down one she sees a wire fence, with something draped on it.

It looks almost like, a body, but within seconds they pa.s.s the alleyway completely and its out of sight. To her relief they reach the docks, some flood lights connected to portable generators lighting up part of the place. They stop just a few feet away from the docks and light, the engine coming to a stop.

"Alright, let's go," Terry says. The four of them get out, the cold air entering the second the door opens Stepping out rain pelts the top of their heads, already getting into their clothes and making them s.h.i.+ver. Page pulls her hoodie straps to try and tighten it to keep as much rain out. Though she can feel her beanie getting soaked, it still provides some warmth. The faint buzzing of the generators adds to the rain splas.h.i.+ng in the water. The faint smell of something rotten is in the air, but the rain and the generators burning gasoline manage to keep it at bay.

Looking at the docks they seem to be empty, the only evidence of someone else possibly being there being two jeeps parked on the other side of the lights and generators. Terry pulls a radio off his belt. Several tattered up buildings surround the docks. Two large cruiser boats are docked.

"Alpha leader Chandler, this is Bravo leader Terry, we've arrived at the docks," Terry speaks into his radio. He waits awhile, but there's no response.

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"Chandler, do you copy?"

No response.

"Chandler?"

Far off in the distance near the town's edge, a blood stained radio is repeating Terry's words, no one around to hear.

"Gosh dammit, how many times do I have to remind him to keep his radio on?" Terry mutters to himself angrily, "They should be in one of the boats right now, come on," Terry waves for everyone to follow. Walking onto a long stretch of cement going into the ma.s.sive river, the team goes up the ramp of the boat on the right, unaware of the eyes watching them from the buildings.

Stepping onto the s.h.i.+p they see two bodies laid out on the deck. They walk past them and head to the door to the hull, sounds coming from inside. Terry signals them to all stop before he knocks on the door. He steadies a hand by his holster as the door starts to open. Flashlights s.h.i.+ne on them as two men stand in the doorway. They're both a bit skittish looking, wearing identical clothing to them.

"Alpha team?" Terry asks.

"Yeah," The man on the right replies. Terry signals everyone to go inside, the two men stepping to the side to unblock the doorway. They close the door as the members of Bravo team shake the water off themselves in an attempt to warm up. The hull is twice as large as the s.p.a.ce they had in the jeep, the only source of light coming from the flashlights that the Alpha team have. Two windows lay on both sides, giving a view of the water, other boat, and part of the docks. A large table sits in the middle with built in benches going all the way around it. The cus.h.i.+ons look very worn.

The two men who were at the door stand a bit nervously by some cabinets while a third person stands a bit near the table. The guy by himself is bulkier than the other two and doesn't have the same worried look as the other two.

"There's only three of you, where are the others? Where's Chandler?"

"Chandler took one of the other members with him to go investigate upstairs. He told us three to stay put," The third guy says.

"When was that?"

"About, five minutes ago,"

Terry stands there silently for a few seconds before talking once more.

"What are your guys' names?"

"Zane,"

"Larry," The two guys who opened the door answer.

"Jacob,"

"Alright, well, now seems like a good time to introduce everyone and their partners. I'm Bravo leader Terry, this is Jayce, Zack, and Page. Zane, you'll be with Jayce, Larry, your with Zack, and Jacob, you're with Page. Stay with each other no matter what. Zane, Jayce, and Todd, come with me, we're gonna go check upstairs. Page, Zack, help Jacob and Larry with clean up here, if you guys are already done, head over to the other s.h.i.+p. Put your radios on channel B so we can all contact each other, got it?"

They all nod in response. The group splits up, Terry's group heading out while the other four stay in the room.