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Fire And Water	By : Leona Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 1701 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Matt had discovered Lisa�s office, and not surprisingly, his sister was nowhere to be found. Her badge, however, was lying on her desk. Cautiously, Matt knelt and began rifling through his sister�s overturned filing cabinet.
A hiss sent him off balance, and he gasped in surprise. A victim in a suit had discovered him and was trying to break its way through the thick glass wall of Lisa�s office. Stupid creature, he thought to himself. It continued banging into the window futilely. Matt sat at Lisa�s desk, ignoring the zombie on the other side of the glass, and sorted through his sister�s evidence.
Rattling breaths caught his ear, and he whipped around to see Lisa shuffling toward him. He stood quickly and immediately knew that she was one of them, but he found part of himself hoping that his sister still existed beneath those glazed eyes. She reached almost delicately to him, and then lunged at his throat.
Matt fought to keep his sister from biting him. She was strong now, and nearly a match for him. He didn�t know how much longer he could hold her off, but Spence�s wife came to his rescue just in time, bashing the undead Lisa�s skull with a paperweight. She slumped to the ground. Matt watched with pity. When he looked up, he noticed the blonde woman staring at her oddly. �Who was she,� she whispered.
�My sister,� said Matt, stroking Lisa�s hair. Suddenly, he found himself telling Spence�s wife his whole story. He told her about his purpose for being at the Spencer Mansion earlier that evening, and about his sister�s inside contact. �Maybe she trusted the wrong person...�
The woman in red said nothing.
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Blondie and her friend, now handcuff-free, came bursting through the door, shouting, �Don�t shoot!� Rain relaxed her grip on her pistol, pissed off. Did they think they could just run off on their own time? Now they were letting undead into the last secure room in The Hive. She had had just about enough of these two.
�It�s a dead end,� Kaplan was telling them. �There�s no way out of the Queen�s chamber.�
Spencer wasn�t concerned. �If someone doesn�t hear from us, they�ll send backup, right?� He glanced around. �Right?�
Rain gave him a steely look. This was the mission from hell. �You know those blast doors we passed on the way in from the mansion? They seal shut in just under an hour.� She saw Matt looking panicked, but she didn�t care. �If we�re not out by then, we�re not getting out.�
She reluctantly explained Umbrella�s failsafe quarantine plan for The Hive. Spence was angry, and as always, vocal about it. Rain pondered gagging the jerk with her last bit of gauze. He was quite possibly more annoying with amnesia than he usually was without memory loss.
�We have to find a way out of this room,� said Blondie. No fucking shit, sweetheart.
�What are you doing,� Rain demanded as Spencer�s wife picked up the Red Queen�s motherboard. �That homicidal bitch killed my team.�
�That homicidal bitch may be our only way out of here,� replied the other woman sarcastically as she clicked the computer back on.
A red hologram appeared directly in front of Rain, startling her. It disappeared almost instantly, but a young girl�s voice still rang over the intercom. Just another thing Rain didn�t want to deal with. A sassy little kid holding her life in its hands. �Gimme that switch, I�m gonna fry her ass,� she snarled, attacking Kaplan. Matt stopped her.
�What about the T-virus,� he asked the computer. Rain didn�t see the point in this conversation, but she kept her mouth shut and listened. What the Red Queen told them simply confirmed what she already knew: the creatures outside the chamber were zombies who ate flesh and could only be killed with a shot to the head. She had gathered as much half an hour ago.
But Matt, ever the philanthropist, continued to ask the Queen why everyone was killed. Once again the computer gave him a lengthy answer she could have summarized in less than 10 words. She did begin to understand, however, why he had been looking at the air vents earlier.
�Just one bite, one scratch from these creatures is sufficient,� the Red Queen added. �And then you become one of them.�
Rain numbly remembered all of the bites she had received during the mission so far. She knew she was a goner. She sighed. Might as well get as far as possible. Maybe save Kaplan and that bleeding-heart she was unexplainably attracted to.
The computer directed the team to an exit that could be reached through a maintenance tunnel below the room. Rain pried open the door and looked at Spencer�s wife. �After you.�
They made their way through the sewers of The Hive, guns at the ready. Spencer trailed behind, whining incessantly at every turn that the Red Queen had lied to them. Rain swore that when she turned into a flesh-eater, he�d be the first to go. �Enough already,� she snapped, throwing the man against a grate in the wall. �We have no choice but to keep going.�
As she released him, a hand shot through the grate behind Spencer and clutched at his arm. Matt yanked him out of its grasp and Rain kept her pistol trained on the zombies, knowing it wasn�t much use. They began to push through the gate as the rest of the mob behind them caught up. The team was surrounded.
�Up on the pipes,� Spencer�s wife shouted from behind her. Matt took charge of directing the group up onto a set of steam pipes running just below the ceiling. Kaplan suddenly yelled in pain. He had been bitten. Rain whipped around and shot the bastard latched onto his leg. Another bit her hand, causing her gun to fall into a murky puddle at her feet. She kicked the creature off and retrieved her weapon.
What she saw when she stood up made her freeze. There he was, one of them. Dirty as hell and glassy-eyed.
�J.D.,� she breathed. Before she could gather herself, her former partner�s bloody jaw had closed on her neck. An intense pain ripped through her body. She shook him off, angrier than she had ever been in her life. Taking quick aim, she put a bullet in his brain before he could get to her again.
The men hauled her up onto the pipes and she collapsed, trying to forget that her throat had nearly been ripped out. She lifted her hand and looked at the fresh bite marks in her arm. Oh, what�s the point? She rolled over on her stomach and watched a trickle of her own blood fall into the waiting mouth of an undead woman below.
Sitting up, she began taunting the creatures beneath, who were reaching up to her desperately. She squeezed the blood from her latest wound into the crowd below, which howled and hissed in pleasure.
�Rain,� Blondie was saying, �we have to do something about your wounds.�
�I�m fine,� she replied apathetically. A hand grabbed her. �I said I�m fine,� she repeated more forcefully, wrestling out of the woman�s grip.
�You like that, don�t you, huh,� Rain growled at the zombies, shaking more blood from her hand at them. �You like the way it tastes, don�t you? You like the taste of that, you bastards?�
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Matt was petrified. He had nearly lost all hope of getting out alive, and if he did, he knew the mental trauma wouldn�t make the rest of his life anything worthwhile. So far he hadn�t been bitten, but he knew it was still a long way to the train, and God only knew what they would find there. He jumped a mile at every shake of the pipes below him as he led the group along the sewer ceiling to sweet safety. He looked back occasionally at Rain, worried intensely about her. He didn�t want to think about how many bites the woman had sustained or what the remaining three survivors would have to do once she became one of them. Shaking his head, he dismissed those thoughts. Though they all worked for Umbrella, he hadn�t wanted to see any of them die.
The group crossed a large room, staying about a foot above the sea of crazed teeth and hands reaching for them. Matt kicked a grate in when he reached the opposite wall, noting that it led to a tunnel that was mercifully free of the creatures.
�Kaplan!� Spence�s wife screamed from the room behind him. Matt glanced back to see the soldier hanging from the now-broken pipes, legs being devoured by the demons beneath. He swore aloud and turned back, helping Spence and Rain into the tunnel before the pipes collapsed altogether, throwing Spence�s wife into him. He caught and pulled her up with her husband�s help. Four out of five were safe.
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Kaplan had fallen to the floor, screaming as he struggled against his assailants. Rain was pointing her handgun at the crowd, trying desperately to clear her double vision.
�I can�t focus,� she yelled hoarsely. She was not going to lose Kaplan and be the only one left from her team. Intense frustration overcame her. �I can�t see!�
Someone grabbed the gun from her and the next thing she knew, Kaplan was free. She blinked and discovered that it had been Blondie, who she now realized was the last cool head in this group. Rain didn�t like that feeling, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it. She was going to bleed to death down here and there was nothing to do about it but keep moving. Feeling inadequate and powerless, she let her tears come.
Poor Kaplan. She thought he had stood a chance. He had crawled up a pipe across the room and was futilely trying to fend off the zombies by kicking his leg at them. �I want you to go,� he said almost inaudibly.
Rain looked up in disbelief. No way was she going to leave him. Spencer�s wife protested. There was a small argument between them, but Rain could barely understand it. Her ears only heard her own thoughts. Everyone from her squad was doomed. She slumped against the grate in front of her, gasping for breath between quiet sobs. Matt�s arms hooked under hers and lifted her up, pulling her body against her will into the tunnel. I can't leave Kaplan...
He forced her to crawl ahead and led her up a ladder. She barely heard him talking. �Give me your arm... up over my shoulder...�
She let him hold her up, going limp in his arms with defeat. Kaplan... Rain couldn�t hold it in anymore. She leaned forward and heaved the contents of her stomach all over the floor and Matt�s shoes.
�I�m sorry,� she croaked. She could barely keep her eyes open, and every breath was labored. Her heart was beating slowly, trying its best to make do with the insufficient amount of blood she had left.
Matt stopped and lifted her chin up gently. �Don�t apologize.� Rain smiled weakly at him. For an anti-Umbrella activist, he was pretty nice. She hoped he would survive.
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Spence took Rain�s left arm over his shoulder and Matt wrapped his arm around her waist, propping her up. She took shuffling steps as they dragged her along. �When I get out of here, I think I�m gonna get laid,� she said.
�Yeah, might want to clean up a little bit first,� Matt replied, briefly hoping he would live through the same goal. Maybe they could do the celebratory lay together, he thought, amused. Spence stopped the trio and looked back.
His wife was staring into space with that same odd expression she had sported when she saw Lisa. �Are you okay,� Matt called.
�Blue for the virus, green for the antivirus,� she whispered. Matt approached her and she whipped around, startled. �There�s a cure.�
�What are you talking about?�
�There�s a cure,� she repeated. �The process can be reversed! There�s a cure,� she shouted down the hall to Rain.
He followed her into a flooded lab, growing more suspicious with every step. �This is where they kept the T-virus,� she said distractedly.
�How do you know all this?�
�Because I was going to steal it,� she said, turning around. �I was your sister�s contact.�
Matt felt the blood drain from his face. This woman had been the one. She had done this. She had killed Lisa. �You betrayed her, you caused all of this,� he said angrily.
�I don�t know,� she kept repeating. Matt wasn�t buying it. He gripped her arm. �What�s the truth?�
The woman easily wrenched her arm out of his grasp. �I don�t know the truth,� she said icily before stepping into the water below. Spence appeared, dragging a half-conscious Rain. The soldier collapsed, leaning against a railing as the woman in red struggled to open a door across the room.
�It�s gone, it�s not there,� she said, returning.
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�I can�t,� started Rain, trying to form a coherent thought. There had been one promise for survival and though it was small, she had begun to think it was real. But no, all hope had once again been crushed. �I just can�t... it�s over.�
Blondie stroked her hair with sympathy and she shook the woman off in anger. This was stupid. They were dragging her along for no reason. How much blood did she have to lose before she�d die, already? This could not get much worse.
Rain was wrong again. The next thing she knew, Spencer and his wife were at some sort of standoff with the last remaining pistol the group had. Spencer, that motherfucker. She knew she always hated his ass for a reason. He was giving a crazed villain-type speech about selling the virus and buying a mansion for both of them. You already own a goddamn mansion, Rain�s mind screamed in frustration, but she felt too apathetic to try voicing the thought.
Matt, probably feeling like this was his moment to shine, had jumped over the railing and approached Spencer. Great, now he�s gonna die too. He and Spencer stared each other down. The testosterone was almost tangible at this point, Rain noted sarcastically. She closed her eyes, not exactly wanting to see Matt get shot by that bastard. Spencer was taunting the man about �people like him� trying to change the world. Rain grew angry. Although she felt the same way about Matt�s type, she didn�t want anything in common with this worm.
�Where is the antivirus,� she struggled to say in her most sinister voice. Unfortunately, it came out more pathetic than anything. She wished she had a gun and her strength back.
�On the train� was all she needed to hear, and she easily tuned out the predictable �I�m getting away with it� speech that followed. She had to live until the train.
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Matt silently watched a grotesque lab worker approach Spence from behind as he spoke to his wife about his plan for the virus. The zombie went for his neck and the man with the gun screamed, shooting her several times. Matt tackled Spence and received an elbow to the face, knocking him back underwater. When he resurfaced, Spence had managed to escape, locking the lab door from the outside just as Matt ran headlong into it. �Your boyfriend�s a real asshole,� Rain commented.
They were trapped. �He shot the locking mechanism out,� Matt reported, pissed off. �I can�t believe that son of a bitch is gonna get away with this.�
�I don�t think so,� the Red Queen�s young voice echoed through the lab. The group turned to an overhead monitor, which was now displaying Umbrella�s distinctive U logo. �I�ve been a bad, bad girl.�
�What do you mean,� Rain stammered.
�Watch,� said the computer. The monitor switched to a view of the train, clearly depicting Spence�s form next to it. He was preparing to inject himself with the antivirus. His wife swore under her breath.
Just as he had readied the needle, however, there was a roaring heard off-camera. Spence looked up and screamed before being attacked by an animal of some sort. It looked vaguely humanoid, but only just. Its long claws ripped through Spence�s body, slitting his throat. It turned and hissed. Matt watched in horror as a long tongue extended from its mouth and licked its chops at the camera, as if it could see them. The Red Queen replaced the beast with the logo again. �What the fuck was that?�
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Rain hated Umbrella so much. It looked like Matt had been right. They were a fucked up company. She listened, nearly hyperventilating, to the technical explanation for the hell-spawned creature with the repulsive tongue. It was a Licker, created by injecting the virus directly into living tissue. Meaning a live person. Rain would have thrown up again, had she not already done so. Instead, she simply gagged violently, thinking about the creature becoming stronger as the computer had mentioned.
�If you knew it was loose, why didn�t you warn us,� Matt was asking. Rain figured that was obvious. The quarantine was designed to kill everyone within The Hive. They weren�t dead quite yet. The Red Queen�s response confirmed her guess.
�Why didn�t you tell us about the antivirus,� she asked hoarsely. There should be no reason to kill them if they were clean.
�This long after infection,� replied the girl�s voice in an annoyingly unsympathetic manner, �there�s no guarantee it would work.�
Rain realized there was little use arguing with the machine, but she was desperate for some good news. �But there�s a chance, right?�
�I don�t deal in chance.�
Motherfucking computer. Rain struggled to stand and reached for the emergency escape axe hung on the wall. She dragged it over to the windows of the lab before noticing the multiple chips in the glass. The axe had already been used by the lab workers. Well. She knew what had happened to them.
�Fuck it,� she groaned. Squinting at her watch, she saw that there were just 20 minutes left. �No pressure, guys.�
The godforsaken computer started talking to them again. �I can give you the code, but first you must do something for me. One of your group is infected. I require her life for the code.�
Praise everything, this was it. She could save Blondie and the pretty boy by ending this miserable life now.
�The antivirus is right there on the platform,� Blondie protested.
�I�m sorry, but it�s a risk I cannot take.�
�She�s right,� said Rain, tossing the axe to Spencer�s wife with her last bit of strength. �It�s the only way. You�re gonna have to kill me.�
�No.�
She knew that was coming. �Otherwise, we all die down here,� she argued loudly, moving forward so that Blondie could easily strike true with the axe.
A thump and roar made her jump back into their arms. It was the Licker, clawing against the other side of the glass. �The glass is reinforced, but it won�t hold forever,� taunted the Queen.
Enough of this bullshit. Rain twisted out of their grip and fell to her knees. �Do it!�
�Rain, please get up,� said Blondie. She frantically pleaded with Matt for assistance.
�Just do it,� Rain shouted.
The Red Queen�s warnings continued echoing, turning more urgent every second. �Kill her!� Finally something she could agree with.
�You don�t have any choice,� Rain said. Matt leaned in and tried to coax her up, but she refused and shook him off. She could save them if they�d stop being so stubborn. Didn�t they see that she wanted it all to end quickly? �Just do it NOW!�
Blondie yelled in frustration behind her, and Rain closed her eyes, ready to welcome death, screaming in anticipation. The Red Queen�s voice suddenly ceased and there was a sparking noise. Her neck was still intact. Son of a...
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