Resident Evil: Vengeance 5 Bio Organic Weapon

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"Let's hope we got lucky," Jacob says as they head back to the dining area. The trail of ooze seems to go up the stairs in the corner of the room. Going up them, they enter another dining room area, tables and chairs strewn about most of this knocked onto their sides. On the other side of the room is a wall with an empty doorway leading to a smaller dining room. The trail goes into the room.

"Speak into your radio again," He states as they stand by the stairs, s.h.i.+ning their lights around the room, looking for the radio.

"h.e.l.lo?"

'h.e.l.lo?" The voice is clearer this time, though m.u.f.fled with radio static. It's coming from the smaller dining room.

"Just great," Jacob mutters to himself as they make their way to the smaller dining room, guns at the ready. The furniture in the room looks around a storm had blow threw, ooze splattered everywhere. In the corner of the room, sits the corpse of a terrasave agent, thick puddles of ooze near and on them. A small red light glows from the radio on his belt. Jacob kneels down, the stench of the ooze attacking his nose as he grabs the radio, and searches the pockets of the corpse.

He finds another magazine of ammo, which he hands to Page, and after some more searching, he feels something small and metal.

"Thank G.o.d," He says with relief as he pulls out a key. As he puts the key away, he realizes that the radio is emitting the same grotesque sound they had heard on Page's radio. He turns the radio off and places it back down. Jacob stands back up and the two head for the stairs. They stop when they hear the sound once more. Jacob looks to Page, who turns off her radio, but the sound doesn't go away. That's when they see a large black ma.s.s moving up the stairs.

It appears to be made out of several large black tentacle like things. They all flail about as the ma.s.s starts to reach the top of the stairs. Large yellow ma.s.ses can be seen between all the tentacles.

"What, is that?" Page asks.

"You think I know?" He responds as they back up towards the smaller room. Jacob quickly glances into the room and sees a door leading to a small outdoor area, some grate stairs attached to the nextdoor building, "Come on!" He shouts. As the two run for the door, the creature starts to drag itself towards them with two limbs, letting out an inhuman roar.

"Jump to the stairs!" Jacob exclaims as they run out the door. The two jump for it, landing onto the stairs with a hard thud. The two waste no time bothering to see where the thing is at and hurry down the stairs, which shake violently with every step as if they might break apart. As they reach the bottom of the stairs, they hear another screech, and a large limbs made of tentacles. .h.i.ts the stairs.

The stairs fall apart, Jacob and Page loosing their balance. As Page falls off the stairs Jacob grabs her by the arm, but he ends up getting pulled down with her. As they fall he wraps his arms around her and rotates them so he's laying under her. With a hard thud he hits the ground, his arms letting go of her and falling to his side. She quickly gets up, helping him up and running a few feet so they don't get flattened by the remains of the stairs.

"Are you alright?" She asks as she catches her breath.

"Y-yeah…" He replies, still winded by the fall. The two only have a second to catch their breath before they hear another screech from above. Looking up they see the thing making it's way to the edge of the patio. It's clearly not afraid of heights. The two scramble to their feet and run down the alleyway as the thing plummets to the ground. With a squishy slam the ma.s.s of tentacles lands, and continues its pursuit as Page and Jacob make their way to the street.

"This way!" Page shouts as she heads to the right towards the light from the floodlights. The two make it halfway to the lights when they hear the thing behind them. Glancing back, it's just made its way to the street, luckily it seems to be slow. Running to the closest jeep they get inside, Jacob going to the driver's seat and slamming the keys into the ignition.

As the engine comes to life, the headlights come on, illuminating several people on the docks in b.l.o.o.d.y and raggedy clothing similar to the one who had tried to infect Page. As they all start rus.h.i.+ng towards the jeep, Jacob slams his foot on the gas and makes a hard right turn, sc.r.a.ping against the other jeep and knocking over a floodlight. Driving through the docks, they hit several wooden stands. He slams on the breaks when he sees there's nothing but buildings blocking their path.

"We have to get to that road, hold on," Jacob says as he throws the jeep into reverse and makes a fast u-turn, turning them towards all the zombies, The creature made of tentacles behind them, pus.h.i.+ng aside the other jeeps like they're nothing.

"Jacob, what are you doing?!" Page asks as he puts the jeep into drive.

"I told you to hold on!" He exclaims before slamming on the gas one more. He goes to the left, hitting a couple of zombies and does a wide turn around the large monster. It stands up, throwing out an arm of tentacles. It pierces the jeep, barely missing them, Page screaming of fright. They mange to escape it, making a hard left onto the road through the town.

"Keep your gun at the ready, there might be more ahead," Jacob states as they rush through the town. To their surprise, nothing appears, until they near the edge of town where several of them are standing in front of the road. Jacob isn't deterred, keeping his gas on the pedal as they continue to accelerate. Blood covers the winds.h.i.+eld as they slam into them. One managed to avoid getting hit, grabbing onto the hole in the side.

As it pulls itself into the jeep, Page brings up her gun, shooting it in the arm, causing it to lose its grip and fall off. They escape the town, heading into the savannah.

I still don't know how I'm alive. Was it luck that they didn't go for our boat first, or that I stayed behind with Jacob for even such a small amount of time? What the h.e.l.l was that, thing, in the restaurant anyways? Whatever the h.e.l.l happened tonight, I'm glad that I didn't die or become a 'zombie' if that's what you can call whatever they were. For a supposedly being a rookie like me, he seems pretty use to this…

"Hey, uh, Jacob?" Page asks as they drive through the savannah.

"Yeah?" He asks, glancing at her.

"How long have you been a member of Terrasave?"

"Um, a couple days, if you include the trip from America to here," He states rather nonchalauntly. Page just finds that hard to believe, so much so that she doesn't even realize that she's staring at him.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" He asks before pulling down the sun visor and checking his face in the mirror. Seeing nothing, he puts the visor up. She continues to stare at him, completely perplexed at his calm demeanor.

"If it's about a date, it'll have to wait," He says, catching her off guard, "I'm not looking for anyone right now,"

"W-what?! I don't wanna ask you on a date!"

"Than what's with all the staring?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe it's cause you're so calm after what we just went through. Did you somehow forget about that, tentacle monster thing? Not to mention, you got shot in the arm."

"Trust me, I'm in, a lot, of pain, and I haven't forgotten about that thing and would like to not be reminded of it. We're safe right now, that's all that matters. The Terrasave base is still a good hour, so rest while you can, I doubt we're gonna have a chance for that when we get there,"

Page wants to continue talking, hoping to get something out of him, but just from looking at his focused gaze as he stares out into the savannah ahead of them, she knows she won't get anything out of him. Taking his advice, she lowers the back of the chair and turns slightly. If it weren't for the rain's melody, she wouldn't have been able to fall asleep.

Jacob keeps his eyes on the little cones of light that stay ahead of them. He glances over at Page, wondering what's going to happen when they get to the base. Had he missed that shot, no doubt she would have become one of them.

His grip on the wheel tightens as he looks back to the road, troubled by the thoughts of how they were the only ones who survived. The burning in his arm along with the nightmarish thoughts of that tentacle creature sit in the back of his mind, focusing on the road is all he can do to keep them at bay.

March 20, 2015- New York, Terrasave Headquarters

Page sits in her office, typing up a report on her latest mission as she recalls that night.

That night changed my view on the world forever, I could never watch a zombie movie in the same way after that. Me and Jacob were sent back here where we were questioned about the events that happened. What was once thought to have been a simple clean up operation ended up needing the best agents to clean up the town of any remaining zombies and that thing, which we learned was a Bio-Organic-Weapon or B.O.W. which was actually a conscious form of the virus, Uroboros. Not long after that, we were sent off again, going to various places around the world, dealing with smaller incidents and helping people that got caught up in them.

It didn't take me long to realize that Jacob wasn't lying when he said he wasn't the caring type. Besides anger and annoyance, he never really showed much emotion on any mission no matter what we faced. I could count on him and felt lucky to have him as my partner, even if he could be a major a.s.s...though he pleasantly surprised me on that date we had…

Finis.h.i.+ng the report, Page saves it, and emails it to records. She goes to her emails, searching up "Jacob" in hopes of finding an email updating his status. The most recent email about him was from a year and a half ago.

A year and a half ago he got sent by himself back to Africa on an escort mission. A couple days later this popped up in my emails. It reads:

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If you or have any contact with Agent Jacob G. contact Mister Norton IMMEDIATELY. Jacob is wanted for the murder of Terrasave agents Brad and Luke, and an innocent civilian under Terrasave's protection. Most likely armed and dangerous, DO NOT try to approach him by yourself. Photos of Jacob are attached to this email, he was last spotted in Africa where he was sent to get the civilian that was killed.

A sudden knocking on the door takes Page out of her thoughts.

"Come in," She answers. She's shocked to see the head of Terrasave, Norton, walk into her office.

"Agent Page I presume?" He asks as he walks up to her.

"U-Uh, yes, sir,"

"Come with me,"

Page follows him out of her office and to the elevator. Going to the top floor they enter his office, a ma.s.sive room with a large desk, behind it the entire wall is a window overseeing the city. Couches are on both sides of the room and two chairs sit in front of the desk. A large, very comfortable looking chair sits behind his desk.

"Please, have a seat,"

She quickly complies, sitting down in one of the chairs, its cozyness helping ease her nervousness. Norton has never talked to her, and probably never even seen her.

"You were Jacob's partner right?"

"Yes sir,"

"How long?"

"About five years,"

"Good, than this is for you," He pulls out a folder from his desk, the word "Confidential" stamped on it, "What I'm about to tell you is not to leave this office, and no one in this building is to see what's in this folder except for you, got that?"

"Yes," She nods as she takes the folder, a bit hesitant to open it. Opening the folder, she see some pictures of him, and doc.u.ments holding information about him.

"I'm sure you're well aware of what happened when he was sent to Africa. Though he's managed to stay invisible quite well, we think we found him,"

Page looks up from the folder at Norton.

"He's supposedly on an island in the Atlantic ocean. I want you to find him and bring him here,"

"Me? Why me?"

"He was one of our best agents Page, and no one knows him better than you. If anyone is gonna have a chance of getting him, it's going to be you. There's a plane ticket for you in the folder, it leaves tomorrow morning. You have the rest of the day off to pack what you need and read everything in that folder. Alright?"

"...Yes sir,"