Addendum X-7 Part 1
The following is a recording of MTF Lambda-12 forces on their mission to find out the cause of the train's disappearance, the location of the Foundation field researcher, and the anomalous leeches. Foundation satellites tracked the train to the middle of the forest close to the suburbs of Raccoon city. As such they were dropped off via helicopter into the woods to intercept the train from there. The squad consists of four units, Codenamed: Paris, New York, London, Hong Kong.
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Paris is the captain of the squad and is armed with Foundation bullet proof armor, a flexible shock resistant suit, bacterial biohazard detection and protection mask, dual Foundation SMGs, and UV heat flash grenades.
New York is the main cleaner of the group. he is armed with a bulletproof air filtration biohazard suit, bacterial biohazard detection and protection mask, sterilizing gas grenades, and a spray gun with sterilizing chemical canister and a necrosis venom canister as well as a flamer fuel canister.
London is the tracker, protector, and assassin of the group. He is armed with biohazard protection cloaking suit, bacterial biohazard detection and protection mask, necrosis venom coated dagger, Foundation shotgun with N shells, and a Foundation computer screen pad.
Hong Kong is the medic and biohazard cataloguer. He is armed with a bulletproof air filtration biohazard suit, bacterial biohazard detection and protection mask, Foundation assault rifle, portable Foundation medical case, and bio-sample collection gun with miniature biohazard canisters.
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The recording begins after the squad is dropped off via helicopter, the helicopter quicky left as to avoid getting attacked by any potential anomalies.
Recording Begins
Paris: Alright Paris reporting. Everyone online?
London: London reporting.
New York: New York reporting.
Hong Kong: Hong Kong reporting... huh, there goes the helicopter.
Paris: you know it can't stay. Let's just get on the train, get these damn leaches, and get the hell out of here. Alright let's move!
The Lambda-12 squad moved onto through the forest with London leading the way thanks to the map on his computer screen pad. They were able to make it to the train quickly and found that the doors weren't locked.
New York: That's not a good sign.
Paris: Keep it tight, we don't know what were in for. London activate your cloaking and enter first.
London: Damn it, roger.
London did as ordered and entered the train first as Paris opened the door. while invisible he surveyed the cart to see no survivors but no visible anomalies either.
London: Clear!
The rest of the Lambda-12 squad move into the train cart.
Paris: Alright, this train is too damn big with plenty of places for the leeches to hide. New York you're with me, we're going toward the front of the train. London and Hong Kong you're going to the back. Radio as soon as you see any leeches or other anomalous shit. And keep your eyes peeled, anomalous leeches has Sarkic bullshit written all over it.
The group then split in two having fully departed from one another after entering different carts, due to London having the recorder the following audio is of only him and Hong Kong.
Hong Kong: Sure was smart of the boss to separate us like that.
London: Enough bitching.
Hong Kong: Easy for you to say your cloaked right now.
London: you know cloaking isn't full proof against anomalies. Besides we're practically armed to the teeth with anti-bacterial and anti-biological weapons. Even if it is the Sarkic Cult we'll just rot their flesh like the freaks they are.
London and Hong Kong proceed to the next cart where they find several dead bodies.
Hong Kong: Great, just what I needed.
London: No way normal leeches did this, not alone at least. Paris was right, this whole thing just screams Sarkic cult.
Hong Kong: Watch my back, I'm gonna try to get some samples.
Hong Kong pulls out his sample collection gun and loads it with a biohazard canister. However, before he can use the gun to absorb a blood sample, the corpse reanimated into a zombie. Hong Kong quickly pulls back fast enough to avoid the zombie.
Hong Kong: What the fuck?!
London: Back up let me handle this.
As the zombie slowly gets up London slashes its arms, chest, and forehead with his necrosis venom dagger. London then backs up with Hong Kong and the two of them watch as the zombie slowly falls apart due to its necrosis venom.
Hong Kong: What the fuck was that?
London: A zombie, exactly like the ones SCP-008 make. That's weird, I thought there were supposed to be anomalous leeches not zombies.
Hong Kong: Aw shit!
London turns around to see Hong Kong pull out his assault rifle as a zombie slowly approaches him. Hong Kong shoots the zombie a dozen times in the face before it fell to the ground with several holes in its head, making a mess on the ground.
Hong Kong: What the hell is this shit?!
London: For fucks sake calm down.
Hong Kong: Calm down?! This isn't my fucking paygrade man! I catalogue anomalous vermin! Tiny fuckers that are easy to contain when you know what to do! Zombies aren't fucking vermin!
London: They might as well be, besides this isn't even that bad compared to SCP-3470.
Hong Kong: ... what the hell is that?
London: If you're planning in staying with Lambda-12 you're going to eventually find out. Now get some damn samples before these fuckers get up again.
Hong Kong grunts in annoyance as he gets his Foundation medica case open and loads his sample collection gun. After using the gun to collect a blood and tissue sample from both a zombie corpse and a regular corpse for comparison, he places both samples into the case to be processed by the computer in the case.
Hong Kong: Alright that's going to take a while.
London: Then let's keep moving. Paris, this is London, come in.
Paris: This is Paris, go ahead.
London: Paris this shit is bigger than we thought, there are zombies on this god damn train.
Paris: SCP-008? That can't be, are you sure?
London: Positive. Me and Hong Kong killed one each.
Paris: Alright proceed in your direction we'll try to follow you as fast as we can.
London: Acknowledged, catch us if you can Paris, London out.
London and Hong Kong then proceed to the next cart however upon going in they see two civilians in the cart. London quickly pulled out his necrosis shotgun and Hong Kong got out his Assault rifle.
London: Freeze!
Hong Kong: Drop your guns and put your hands in the air! Both of you!
The woman complies quickly however then man in tattoos just stares at London and Hong Kong.
Hong Kong: You too, motherfucker!
London: Put the gun down now! We'll fucking shot if you don't listen!
The man then grunts and drops his gun while raising his hands in the air.
London: Paris this is London, we got two civilians here, please advise.
Unknown: Wait I'm not a civilian please-
Hong Kong: Shut the fuck up! You don't talk unless we say so!
Paris: Are they survivors?
London: ... Negative, one looks to be a special force officer, most likely from Raccoon City. The other is clearly a criminal, he even still has his cuffs on one of his hands.
Unknown: Oh this, it's obviously a bracelet.
Hong Kong: I said quiet motherfucker!
Unknown: Or what? You'll shoot me?
Hong Kong: You really think I won't, you dumb son of a bitch?
London: Paris, permission to at least execute the criminal?
Paris: Negative, get him back in the cuffs and wait for us to get there. As for the officer get her processed and see if she has useful information.
London: Acknowledged, over and out. Hong Kong, cuff the asshole.
Hong Kong: With pleasure, turn over, bitch.
Unknown: Ask nicely, prick.
Hong Kong then pushes the man to the wall with his assault rifle and proceeded to cuff him. London then approached the woman.
London: Its ok ma'am, you can relax now. We're technically on the same side.
Unknown: I guess, but why is the CDC here?
London: CDC?
Unknown: ... your wearing biohazard suits. I mean they don't look like normal biohazard suits but I'm assuming your special forces like me. I'm Rebecca Chambers of Raccoon city's Special Tactics and Rescue Service. Or S.T.A.R.S. for short.
London: Uh sorry hold on a second.
London then pulls out his Computer Screen pad again. The woman looks at the Computer Screen with confusion and amazement due to how advanced it is.
London: Uh ok now say your name again?
Unkown: Uh... Rebeca Chambers
London: Ugh damn it. Ok not your full name just what you'd prefer to be called. Preferable something short please.
Rebecca Chambers: Uh, I guess Rebecca is fine.
London: For fuck's sake... Ok! Fuck I got it.
Rebecca: What is that?
London: This? It's my computer.
Rebecca: How is it so flat? It's almost like a note pad but it's also a computer?
London: Perks of working for the SCP- ahem! CDC. Anyways, you said you were from S.T.A.R.S. of Raccoon city right? Well now you know we're from a Special force form the CDC, we're known as Lambda-12. We're here to investigate a possible outbreak of a new species of leeches. We believe these leeches have unusual properties not fully understood. You see anything unusual here?
Rebecca: Well... you're not going to believe me but-
Suddenly another S.T.A.R.S. member broke through one of the train windows and landed on the ground.
Rebecca: Edward! Are you ok?
Hong Kong: London! Watch this guy, I'll help the cop.
Rebecca and Hong Kong quickly go to the S.T.A.R.S. officer to help. Hong Kong quickly pulls out his Foundation medical case, pulls out a small metal box, opens it, and starts applying the healing ointment inside on the wounds of the S.T.A.R.S. officer.
Hong Kong: Here! Place this on his wrist! Keep talking to him so he'll stay awake!
London: Paris! This is London! We found an injured survivor he's looking real bad. Hong Kong is currently trying to save him, please advise!
Paris: Copy that London, we're almost there! Use the recourses you need but only save him if you can. Paris out.
Rebecca: Edward what happened to you?!
Unknown: Rebecca... get out... zombies... and monsters... the forest is full of them... we... never stood a chance... everyone is gone...
Rebecca: Hang on Edward! What else can we do for him?
The bio analysis bracelet on the officer's wrist turned red to signal an anomalous biohazard. Hong Kong put away the ointment and looked at this computer in his case to see what the results were.
Hong Kong: Shit he's infected with some kind of virus; it's killing him faster than I can save him.
Rebecca: There's nothing you can do?!
Hong Kong: This virus is practically eating his flesh and it's all over his body. I'm sorry but I can't even slow it down I can only-
Suddenly the computer in Hong Kong's case started beeping. When he looked in the case, he went silent.
Rebecca: What is it? What's wrong?
Hong Kong: The analysis of the earlier samples is complete... The virus in this guy is the same as the one in the zombies.
London: ... You know what that means Hong Kong.
Rebecca: What? What does that mean?
Hong Kong: He's going to turn into a zombie... He's as good as dead anyways, might as well put him out of his misery.
Rebecca: What?! Please dont-
Suddenly the officer grabbed Hong Kong and pulled him close so they would be face to face.
Unknown: Get Rebecca... off this train... you find the others... and... you get them the fuck out of here... No matter what!
Hong Kong said nothing but just nodded, the officer then let him go and nodded to show he was ready to die. Rebecca got away and looked away in frustration but didn't protest anymore. London then gave Hong Kong his necrosis venom dagger, Hong Kong didn't even hesitate to stab the officer in the face killing him instantly and slowly rotting his body. Rebecca was clearly disgusted at the sight of her comrade being dissolved. However, that wasn't the end as an infected dog broke through the window.
London: What the fuck?!
London tried to get his shotgun, but the dog quickly pounced on him. Rebecca was about to help but another dog crashed through a window and tries to attack her. Rebecca fires at it while Hong Kong shoots alongside her.
Hong Kong: London! Catch!
Hong Kong threw the necrosis dagger and London managed to catch it before it could stab him. London then stabbed the infected dog several times in the stomach until it finally started falling apart. Rebecca and Hong Kong managed to kill the other dog. Though Rebecca didn't notice another dog sneaking onto the train to pounce on her. London quickly got out his shotgun and shot it before it could bite her.
Hong Kong: What the hell is this? First there's zombies and now zombie dogs?
London: And we still haven't found any Leeches, what is going on?
Rebecca: Wait where did Billy go?
London: Billy?
Rebecca: The criminal! Where did the go?
London: Uh... ugh! Damn it, he slipped when that dog was trying to bite me.
Hong Kong: Alright I'm gonna take samples of the dogs, thought I think it's pretty obvious what their infected with.
Hong Kong used his sample collection gun to collect flesh and blood samples from the dogs. After the miniature canister was loaded he placed it into the processor in his medica case.
Hog Kong: Oh! Results came back pretty quickly... Fuck, this is defiantly a virus.
London: What's wrong?
Hong Kong: The basic structure is just similar enough to see it's the same virus, but this is a new variant.
London: God damn it. I hate to say it, but you were right, this is way above our paygrade.
Rebecca: My team must be in danger we have to go find them! I can't let them end up like Edward!
Hong Kong: Sorry Rebecca but that's not our orders. We have to stay and look for the leeches, for all we know they must be responsible for this zombie outbreak.
Rebecca: But I'm not one of you! I don't have to follow those orders!
Rebecca attempts to leave to the next cart but London gets out his shotgun and aims it right at her.
London: Rebecca Chambers, you are now under our custody and thus, as an officer, you have to follow our orders. We are to find the leeches and only help any survivors if they have information and/ or come to us first. Rescue is not our priority. If you disobey, then by under protocol "Join or Die". You will be considered a threat and therefore executed.
Rebecca looks at London with anger, but she sighs in surrender knowing she can't pull out her gun fast enough to escape London. However, before anything else gun fire can be heard from the cart that Rebecca was about to head too.
London: Goddamn it! That must be Paris and New York. Come on!
Rebecca runs first into the cart with London and Hong Kong following. They find Paris and New York surrounded by zombies. Paris is shotting a few down with his SMG's and New York is spraying them with necrosis venom. Rebeca and Hong Kong quickly join in on shotting the other Zombies surrounding Paris and New York. A zombie tried to ambush Rebecca, but London shot it with his necrosis shotgun.
Paris: Shit, is that all of them?
New York: I think so sir! God damn it I thought they were going to get me.
Paris: Hey! Put your fucking hands up!
London: Wait, Sir! Shes the S.T.A.R.S. officer!
Rebecca: He's right I'm on your side!
Paris: ... Alright then, you haven't been bitten or had any wounds exposed to the infected right?
Rebecca: No sir!
Paris: Good, now status report, what have you got Hong Kong?
Hong Kong: Nothing good Sir, it's a virus. probably like SCP-008.
Paris: Wait did you say Virus?
Hong Kong: Uh, yeah why?
Paris: SCP-008 isn't a virus, it's a prion.
New York: Shit, so we're dealing with an entirely new pathogen here?
Rebecca: Um excuse me? What exactly is this SCP-008? And why are you acting like Zombies are normal here?
Paris: I'm afraid that's classified, ma'am. What about the leaches? You all sure you didn't find anything?
London: Afraid not sir.
Paris: ... what about you?
Rebecca: uh, no sir. But please my squad is still out their sir, maybe they saw the leeches.
Paris: Even if what you're saying is true, we need to focus on finding the leeches first.
Rebecca: I thought the CDC was supposed to protect and preserve life.
Paris looked at London and Hong Kong, London in particular scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Paris then sighed before addressing Rebecca again.
Paris: We do want to protect innocent lives but to do that we need to know what we're dealing with. Do you understand?
Rebecca: Of course, you'll shoot me otherwise, right?
Paris: ... Sorry ma'am, just following orders.
Rebecca: Well, if you really want info, I bet that criminal Billy will know something.
London: He also saw everything firsthand. It would be a serious info breach if we let him go.
Paris: Alright then, which way did he go?
Rebecca: Down that way Sir, he must have slipped past you while you were attacked by zombies.
Paris: damn it, alright we stick together form here on out, let move.
Lambda-12 move onto the next train cart with Rebecca. However, upon entering Rebecca's radio goes off and she answers it.
Rebecca: This is Rebecca, come in?
From the recordings only static can be heard.
Rebecca: Enrico? Can you hear me?
Static is still all that is heard from the radio however Lambda-12 and Rebecca can hear what it is saying. Enrico states the danger of the criminal Billy. However, the call is cut short due to bad interference.
Rebecca: Enrico?! Hello?! Damn it! Sir, please! At least let me go and find my squad!
Paris: I can't let you out of my sight, we have our orders!
Rebecca: tch! You and your damn orders!
Rebecca then continues to the next cart, leaving the Lambda-12 team behind.
Paris: Hey! Get back here!
Rebecca attempts to open the door but its locked.
Rebecca: Damn, need a key.
London walks forward and shoots the door handle with his shotgun, leaving the door damaged but free to open. Rebecca and the other units look at London with either shock or disappointment.
London: ... what? I'm not going on some treasure hunt for a stupid key.
Paris: Well since you're so eager to advance then you cloak and take point.
London: ah, ugh... yes Sir.
London activates the cloaking of his suit leaving only Rebecca surprised.
Rebecca: How- How did he do that?
Paris: like I said ma'am its classified.
Rebecca: ... of course.
London: Its clear!
Lambda-12 and Rebecca move in. There's seemingly nothing but a staircase leading to the second level of the train cart. However, upon entering they all hear the door opening and closing again, only to see the criminal standing there.
Unknown: Listen, I think its best we cooperate-
London quickly hits the criminal with the butt of his shotgun, making the criminals nosebleed and causing him to fall to his knees. Paris and Hong Kong point their guns at the criminal as well while he is down.
Paris: you wanna cooperate? Then start talking! What the hell is going on?
Unkown: ugh... how the hell should I know? I just got on this train only to find the undead rising back up.
Paris: So, you really know nothing, you're a waste of time. Be grateful you're a waste of bullets too, London! Get this guy processed and hold him here with Hong Kong. New York your with me, were going to check upper floor.
Rebecca: Sir! Permission to take point!
Paris: ... Granted.
Rebecca smiles and walks up the stairs in front of Paris and New York.
New York: Shouldn't a little girl like her still be in college?
Paris: I was thinking more of high school. Either way, she's way out of her depth here, so keep an eye on her.
London and Hong Kong just get Billy processed into the logs, so the following recording follows Paris, New York, and Rebecca. The three of them are quite as they walk up the stairs only to see a fire burning in the second floor. However, what actually catches their attention is an old man sitting at a table with the tablecloth clearly on fire. Rebecca attempts to step forward and talk to the old man but Paris stops her and signals her to stay there with New York. New York arms his spray gun with a flamer fuel canister and stays by Rebecca while Paris walks forward with his guns up.
Paris: Get up and put your hands up!
Rebecca: Hey! He's just an old man!
New York: No, he is not!
Rebecca: What? What do you mean?
Due to Rebecca not having the same helmets as Paris and New York, she was unable to see how their sensors were showing the old man was a massive biohazard.
Paris: Hey! Can you hear me? Put your fucking hands up!
The old man simply looks at Paris for a short time before his head falls off.
Paris: Fuck!
Rebecca: Oh my god!
New York: Get back!
The rest of the old man's body then starts to fall apart and shift into a slimy swarm of leeches.
Paris: It's the leeches! New York! Burn them!
New York runs forward while arming his spray gun, however the leeches start displaying anomalous behavior as they seemingly group together and from into a strange fleshy tower. The tower of leeches quickly transforms into a humanoid from with the same face of the old man.
New York: God, fuck this shit!
New York proceeds to torch the leaches, however in doing so the leeches break the humanoid form apart and start surrounding New York, Paris, and Rebecca. Soon the leeches start slithering onto their bodies to bite into their flesh. Thankfully before they do Paris get out one of his UV heat flash grenades and pulls the pin. The leeches quickly dry up because of the heat, allowing Paris, New York, and Rebecca to breathe again. At the same time London, Hong Kong, and Billy make it to the second floor.
London: Holy shit are those the leeches?!
Hong Kong: Paris! New York! You guys ok?!
Paris: Ugh, I've been better... shit! Hong Kong! Check Rebecca for possible infection, now!
Hong Kong ran over to Rebecca however as he did several surviving leeches managed to lung toward him. Billy then pulled out a pistol form his back pocket and shot the leeches with perfect accuracy despite still being cuffed. Hong Kong was shocked but continued to walk over to Rebecca and used his portable Foundation medical case to check up on her. Billy then noticed Paris staring at him and smirked.
Billy: Still think I'm a waste of time?
Paris didn't take his eyes off of Billy as he used only one of this SMGs to shoot several other surviving leeches and the rest that were trying to escape. This left Rebecca and Billy shocked at his level of accuracy without even looking, while the rest of Lambda-12 were unphased as they expected such.
Paris: Am I supposed to think anything else?
Billy then grunted in annoyance as London got him back into his custody, Hong Kong then confirmed that Rebecca was ok and not infected.
Paris: Alright good, Hong Kong! Scrape some of these Leeches up and let's get the hell out of here.
New York: Fuck, about damn time.
Rebecca: What? But what about my squad?!
Paris: ... Once we're off the train we'll find them and get them to safety.
New York: Sir? Under protocol "Join or Die" she has not right to-
Paris: Protocol "Guardian Angel" states that the foundation is to prevent loss of life unless deemed absolutely necessary, there's nothing here to deem such an act necessary.
New York: Protocol "No Humanity": Any and all measures taken to preserve the veil of secrecy such as execution is deemed necessary.
Paris: That also includes Amnestics. Quit your bitching New York, we can save some lives while doing our damn job.
New York grunts in annoyance. However, everyone in the cart then notices singing in the distance, they all then turn to see a man outside with several of the leeches slithering toward him.
Billy: Who the hell is that?
Hong Kong: I don't know but he has the voice of an angel.
Everyone then looked at Hong Kong, Billy and Rebecca look at him in confusion while Paris, New York, and London glare at him in annoyance.
Hong Kong: What? I'm entitled to an opinion.
Suddenly the train starts moving again leaving everyone confused.
London: What the hell?
Rebecca: Who's controlling the train?
Paris: I got an idea, and I really don't like it.
Paris then turns on his communication device on the vest of his armor.
Paris: Command? This is Paris of Lambda-12 please respond!
Command: We hear you Paris, go ahead.
Paris: We found the leeches, but the train started moving making it impossible for us to go back to the drop off point. We also saw a strange man seemingly controlling the leeches form the outside. That with the added fact that there are zombies roaming around, I have reason to believe this means possible Sarkic Cult involvement. Please advise.
Command: Copy that Paris, proceed to collect any samples of leeches you can and find a way to stop the train. A helicopter is already on route to the train's previous location and will be able to follow you via the tracks. Once you've stopped the train, we will be able to extract you, quickly and safely. Over.
Paris: Copy that Command, Paris out. Alright people you all heard, the only way we're getting out of here is by stopping this train.
Billy: Hey! I can be more helpful if you get me out of these.
Paris is silent for a moment but then walks up to Billy, pulls out the keys for the cuffs and unlocks them. However, after doing so Paris grabs Billy by his top and pulls him close.
Paris: You try anything, and I won't hesitate to blow your brains out motherfucker, neither will any of my men.
Paris then let's go of Billy while Billy laughs it off.
Billy: There might be a way for us to stop the train form the outside without having to go all the way to the front of the train.
Paris: ... Fine, its worth a try, Hong Kong and New York you go with him.
New York: You want us to go to the roof of a moving train?!
Paris: Your welcome to stay in here with us and the zombies as well as the leeches.
New York can be heard grunting in frustration but follows Paris's orders and goes with Hong Kong and Billy to start climbing outside.
Paris: Alright, London and Rebecca you're with me. You alright taking orders from someone who isn't your squad leader?
Rebecca: I owe you for saving me earlier so it's the least I can do.
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Meanwhile New York, Hong Kong, and Billy get to the roof of the train via ladder and start walking to the front despite it raining heavily.
Hong Kong: Ugh! This fucking sucks!
New York: Quit your bitching! At least you have a fucking gun! What am I supposed to do if more of those leeches show up! The rain is going to ruin my spray gun, fuck!
Billy: Hey at least you guys got rain jackets! we've barely been out here a minute and I'm already soaked!
New York is heard groaning while the three of them continue forward. eventually they stumble across a broken power cable.
Billy: Could fixing this help?
New York: Yeah, leave it to me, I'm not a pro engineer, but I know a thing or two about cabling.
New York works to fix the cables; however, upon finishing slime covers the cabels and suddenly leaches pop out. New York is heard screaming as he falls through a hole that leads back into the train cart but with the leeches still on him. Thankfully New York pulls the pin on one of his sterilizing gas grenades, quickly poisoning and killing the leeches. With the leeches surrounding them Hong Kong and Billy have no choice but to jump into the train and into the gas. They are heard coughing through the gas and both help New York up.
New York: Ugh! Those little fuckers can turn into slime?! Fuck their anomalous leeches alright!
Hong Kong: Paris! This is Hong Kong! The leeches are able to turn themselves into some kind of slime and appear anywhere! Watch out.
Pairs: Honestly wouldn't be the weirdest thing they've done. Those little parasites can transform into humanoid forms as well, watch your backs. This whole shit show has Sarkicism written all over it. Keep your heads down and keep a look out for that man we saw earlier. Over and out.
Billy: What the hell is Sarkicism?
Hong Kong: It's classified, now help me get this door open.
***
Meanwhile Paris, London, and Rebecca make it back to the lower level of the cart. They quickly back track to previous train car where they find two zombies waiting for them.
Paris: Funny compared to that leech abomination I'm actually glad to see these freaks.
Paris proceeds to pull out both his SMG's and shoot the two zombies in the head several times making them fall to the ground instantly.
London: Man, Hong Kong would be mad if he saw how easy it is to handle things in here.
Paris: Don't get cocky, that's how most MTF units get killed.
Rebecca: MTF? What's that?
Paris: Don't worry about it, let's keep moving.
Rebecca is heard groaning in annoyance as they proceed to the next train car where three more zombies rise up to attack them.
Paris: London checkup those stairs, me and Rebecca will handle these freaks.
London proceeds to activate his cloaking and goes up the stairs. Paris then steps out of the way while Rebecca is left standing there with the zombies slowly approaching her.
Paris: Why don't you show me what your made of?
Rebecca: What the- seriously?!
Paris: Relax, I'm watching you. I'll kill them if they get to close, speaking of which you might wanna watch out.
Rebecca grunts in anger as she quickly shots the zombie close to her several times in the face. Rebecca tries shooting the second zombie in the chest, but it continues to get closer.
Paris: Haven't you ever watched a horror movie? You gotta aim for the head.
Again, Rebecca is heard grunting in anger at Paris as she shots the zombie, now aiming at the head again and after two shots its down. However, Rebecca now has to reload and the third zombie gets too close and nearly bites her. Thankfully Paris shoots its head off just in time.
Paris: Told you I had your back.
Rebecca: Am I supposed to swoon?
Paris: Don't really care if you do.
Rebecca: Wow, you must be popular with the ladies.
Paris: I'm gay.
Rebecca: ... I... Oh... Ok...
London then appears spontaneously due to him turning off his cloaking, this causes Rebecca to yelp in shock but leaves Paris unphased.
Paris: London, see anything useful up there?
London: Just some handgun ammo, here Rebecca.
Rebecca takes the handgun ammo and reloads her gun again out of caution. Despite his hazmat suit covering his face he is visibly confused by how shaken Rebecca looks.
London: Uh, That's not all Sir, there's a damn leech nest up there. eggs and everything, its fucking disgusting.
Rebecca: Ugh! leech eggs?
London: You got more grenades Boss? maybe we should fry them all before they hatch.
Paris: That's a bad idea, Sarkites like to treat vermin like children, as such they might be controlling them through a hivemind kind of deal. It would be easier to find the one controller first and kill them, once their dead the leeches will have no brain and therefore won't be a threat.
London: Ah, gotcha.
Rebecca: Um, what's a Sarkite?
Paris: ... think of them as bioterrorists. you could say they're reason we don't find the leeches turning into humans and all the zombies weird in any way.
Rebecca: The CDC has fought zombies before? And it's because of these Sarkites?
Paris: Sorry but I'm not allowed to say anymore.
Rebecca: *sigh* I understand Sir.
Paris: Come on the trains not slowing down so let's keep moving.
Paris, London, and Rebecca make it to the next cart, thankfully no zombies are in this cart and all the zombie dogs are still dead. They then make it to the conductor room and again London uses his shotgun to forcefully open the door.
London: Books, herbs, furniture, fuck nothing useful here.
Paris: London! Use your computer pad to scan this map! That could be useful.
London did as Paris ordered while Rebecca looked at the herbs and actually took them.
Paris: What are you doing?
Rebecca: I know these herbs; the Raccoon City Hospital uses them as an ointment to heal wounds and cure sickness.
London: Sounds like hippy bullshit to me.
Rebecca: Well unless either of you are medics, I would say I'm entitled to at least hold onto them.
London looked at Paris as if he was hoping Paris to make her stop but Paris just shrugged.
Paris: It's not like her doing so hurts anyone or ruins the mission.
London grunted in annoyance. Paris then gave the order to leave the room and keep looking around the train however before following Rebecca found a switch on the wall and flipped it without telling Paris first. Suddenly a ladder popped out from the ceiling and extended to the ground. Paris and London could be heard being shocked by the ladder popping out suddenly.
Paris: Argh! Rebecca!
Rebecca: Sorry! I thought it would help stop the train!
London: At least give us a warning next time!
Paris: Ugh, ok whatever. The point is that if that ladder is connected to the conductor's room, then most likely the control room is probably up there, or at least easier to access up there. Good work Rebecca.
Rebecca smirked at London while he grunted at her in anger. Paris was the first to go up the ladder then Rebecca and London afterwards.
Rebecca: You better not be looking at my butt!
London: I'm not into children you brat!
Rebecca: Hey! I'm not a child old man!
Paris: Shut up both of you! Have you forgotten this train is filled with mutant leaches and wandering zombies?
The three of them finally make it to the top but stumble into a bar area instead of the control room.
London: Wow with this the Conductor could easily get his own personal stash.
Paris: Not much to envy since he's probably a wandering zombie now.
The three of them walk out of the bar and head for the other end of the however before making it to the other end of the cart they hear something. It sounds like screeching of some kind of creature coming from outside the train.
London: What the hell was that?
Paris: Whatever it is its outside and therefore not our problem. Come on let's keep moving.
The three make it to the other side and enter a new cart but in doing so immediately see another nest of leech eggs at the other end.
Rebecca: Oh gross!
London: Maybe now we should fry them?
Paris: Negative! London, activate your cloaking and see if it's possible to get past them.
Rebecca: Sir may I check this room?
Paris: ... Granted.
Paris remained in the same area while London begrudgingly scouted forward around the leech eggs and Rebecca checked the room. They reunited after about three minutes or so.
Paris: London? can we march forward?
London: Negative Sir the entire area is filled to the brim with leech eggs, it looks so long to get around them without accidently squishing an egg and waking up the rest.
Paris: Guess we'll have to go back and find another way. Rebecca what about you?
Rebecca: I found this!
Rebecca then showed the two of them a shotgun which spooked Paris but completely shocked London.
London: What the hell?! Give me that!
Rebecca: No way! I found it so it's mine! Besides you can't expect me to keep fighting off the zombies with a mere handgun! Isn't that right Sir?
Paris: ... Of course, you have permission to use the shotgun, Rebecca.
London: Wha-?! Boss?!
Paris: London quit your bitching. You have your own shotgun.
London: I'm an MTF! I'm not some schoolgirl wearing a police uniform! I'm an trained soldier!
Rebecca: Then why aren't you acting like one?
Rebecca smirked at London and walked off leaving London and Paris looking at one another.
Paris: It's not like she's wrong.
London grunted angrily as the two of them followed a proud Rebecca. The three of them went back to the bar cart but upon doing so they heard the weird screeching again. This time a chandelier in the ceiling fell to the ground and shattered instantly. Afterwards something stabbed through the ceiling then another large appendage stabbed through. This continued until the ceiling fell apart and a giant scorpion fell into the cart.
London: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
Paris: Open fire!
Paris immediately pulled out his dual SMGs, Rebecca reloaded her shotgun, and London did the same for his shotgun. The three started firing causing the creature visible pain however despite its clearly bleeding it was still advancing towards them.
Paris: Reload and back up! I'll cover you both!
Paris proceeded to unload the full clips of both his SMGs into the scorpion. He was aiming specifically for the eyes of the creature hoping to blind it. However, whether it was working or not the creature still advanced but thankfully Rebecca and London were done reloading.
Paris: Aim for its shoulders! Shoot the pinchers off!
Rebecca and London did as ordered, after a few shots from London not only was the arm of the creature badly damaged but the necrosis venom in the shells were clearly doing their work. However, Rebecca wasn't able to do as much damage with her normal shotgun; therefore, its right pincher was bleeding but still intact. Due to the differences in damage the creature saw London as the bigger threat and quickly stabbed him in the chest with the stinger.
Rebecca: Oh my god!
Paris: Fuck! Shoot the stinger!
After Paris managed to reload, he and Rebecca started shooting at the stinger while the creature shook London around who was screaming in pain. The stinger was now bleeding and filled with holes and bleeding like crazy. As such the Creature bashed London into the ceiling effectively crushing his skull and killing him instantly.
Rebecca: London no!
Paris: Goddamn it! Keep firing!
Now in tears Rebecca kept shooting at the creature only now with burning rage and Paris shot at the creature alongside her. Both of them kept aiming for the head and sure enough it started drowning in its own blood and guts until it finally died. Once it finally died Rebecca and Paris took a breath before the dead body of London fell before them. Rebecca wasn't sure what to do as Paris walked over to his body and started getting his stuff.
Rebecca: Wha- what are you doing?
Paris: He doesn't need any of this anymore, but we do.
Rebecca: But he's your comrade!
Paris: He would do the same thing for me. Wipe your tears away Rebecca there's no time to mourn during conflict.
Rebecca: ... I just don't believe this, first Edward now London? what is all of this?
Paris: Now you know why we have secrets, for you this may be a first but for me this is just another day at the office.
Paris finished striping London's corpse and gently placed his body on the ground. Now Paris had a London's ID tag, his damaged suit, necrosis venom coated dagger, Shotgun with necrosis shells, and his computer screen pad.
Paris: Come on we need to keep moving.
Rebecca: ... Right.
Rebecca and Paris remain silent as they exit the now damaged cart through the ladder and quickly leave the conductors quatres.
Paris: Wait Rebecca, hold on a second.
Paris places London's suit and mask on the ground a started disassembling the components.
Rebecca: What are you doing?
Paris: His suit was actually similar to my own so if I use the right parts I can make it so that my armor can do the same his suit could. Just got to put this here and that there and... yes!
Paris was able to modify his already bullet proof armor and gave it the ability to cloak as well.
Paris: There, now I can cloak as well, with this It will be easier to get the bastard that was controlling those leeches.
Rebecca: Paris, please be honest with me.
Paris: what is it, Rebecca?
Rebecca: my entire team is already dead, aren't they?
Paris: what?
Rebecca: Look at everything we already saw and experienced, how could they even be alive at this point. How could I even be alive if you guys weren't here.
Paris: Hey! Listen to me Rebecca, no one who's on this mission sighed up for this shit. Believe me I thought there was just supposed to be leeches, but it turns out that things are much worse than we thought. Now look, I don't know what the hell is going to happen next, but I know that I'm not going to let you face it alone, okay? We're going to find out what's responsible for all this shit and bring it down. Now are you with me?
Rebecca: ... ok I'm with you. Let's make whoever caused this pay.
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Meanwhile New York finally got the door open allowing Billy, Hong Kong, and New York to get out of the room.
Billy: Took you long enough.
New York: Shut up, it's a steel door, can't exactly shoot it open.
The three of them exit the room only to find a flaming zombie walking toward them. Billy is spooked a little while Hong Kong and New York look at the zombie unimpressed. Hong Kong shoots it about three times in the head before it finally dies.
Hong Kong: let's move.
The three of them go down to stairs and to the lower floor leading back to where they were before, they then go to the cart behind where they find Paris and Rebecca both of which raise their guns at them.
New York: Whoa, whoa! Boss it's us!
Paris: Shit too close.
Rebecca: Sorry, we uh... kind ran into some bad stuff before.
Billy: What the hell? When did you get a Shotgun?
Hong Kong: ... wait, where's London?
Rebecca looks at Paris in sadness while he faces his men.
Paris: He's gone, a giant scorpion killed him.
Billy: What? A giant scorpion? How is that possible?
Paris: It doesn't matter how, what does matter is that whoever that man was singing outside the train is most likely behind this and he definingly wants us dead. We have to stop the train now before it reaches its destination.
New York: Well, that's the plan, but we haven't found any way to do so, anything we do just leads up back to where we started or is blocked off with fire.
Rebecca: There's also leech eggs everywhere. None of them hatched but Paris doesn't want to risk getting too close.
Hong Kong: Fuck, so we're trapped then.
Paris: Well not entirely.
Everyone in the room looked to Paris that was looking to a hatch on the floor.
Paris: We could probably find a work around through here.
Rebecca: Well yeah but to open it we need a key.
Paris proceeded to shoot the lock on the hatch with his shotgun. Breaking the lock instantly and making it fall to the ground in pieces.
Rebecca: ... Or you could do that.
Paris: The simplest solution is often the best. Alright let's move.
The entire group manage to squeeze through the crawlspace and get out the other end where they all end up inside a kennel where the dogs are kept. Pairs was the second to the last one out and helped Rebecca who was the last one out.
Paris: Alright we all here? lets-
Suddenly the cages open and several zombie dogs come out and run towards the group.
Paris: Damn it, fire at will!
The five of them start firing at the dogs and thankfully this leads to the dogs going down quickly. However, one actually manages to bite Billy before Paris shots it with his shotgun.
Billy: Argh! Damn it!
New York: Fuck he's infected!
Rebecca: Wait don't shoot him!
Paris: Rebecca, we don't have a choice.
Rebecca: Please just, give me a second!
Rebecca then ran to the other side of the train and got a medical spray can.
Rebecca: It's the same stuff as the herbs!
Hong Kong: The what?
Paris: Rebecca...
Rebecca: Please! I don't want anyone else to die!
Paris looks to the ground frustrated, his New York and Hong Kong started at him but expected him to refuse and just kill Billy himself. However, to their shock he nods, and Rebecca smiles then runs to Billy. She quickly sprays him with the herb spray and shockingly on Paris's computer visor it shows that the virus is no longer on Billy's wound or on in his system.
New York: What the hell?
Hong Kong: Holy shit!
Rebecca: He's good right?
Paris: Yeah, he's good, no reason to worry.
Billy: Heh, thank you nurse.
Rebecca just rolled her eyes while smiling, Billy then got up and faced Paris with a smile.
Billy: Hey, no need to be sad, I'm not going anywhere.
Paris: Yeah, you're not my type.
Billy: Wha- What? What does that mean?
Paris: It means move your ass, we still got ground to cover.
Billy was confused so he looked at Rebecca who just smiled at him and shrugged, as to lie about not knowing either. Billy just sighed in annoyance and walked with the rest of the group to the door.
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