RESIDENT EVIL 4: PROJECT VALENTINE

ANOTHER COLD DAY IN HELL

Back on the Plane Cat and Jp awaken next to each other groaning. "Holy shit, they're awake"
"What happened to you guys?"
"Ohh you know the usual. We had business to handle and we handled it...got a few upgrades from it too"
"He let you keep the tentacles?"
Cat asked groaning.
"Tentacles?"
Selene grinned.
"Activate"
Jp said as the Tentacles came online under his command. "Holy shit!"
"Alfred how far are we?"
"Approaching in ten minutes"
"Time work's different with the force"
Steve and Claire backed away but Jp held his hands up.
"They're not gonna hurt you so relax"
"We had radio chatter from other survivors from Rockfort"
"Alfred you can trace them"
"Located them now...but I'm not sure you want to hear the last transmission"
Cat came by Jps side.
"Play it"
He did so and the radio played static.
"This is Az-71...we've escaped the island intact with a few casualties...our engines have been put on autopilot and we have no way to get it off. The cargo onboard may have something to help us"
The sound of gunshots were heard.
"What the hell is going on?!"
The sound of gunfire intensified followed by screams followed by more static.

"Do we have anything in the cargo bay?"
"I think I know...Umbrella has a secret inside"
"Can it not be another Tyrant?"
"It's more powerful than a Tyrant but only I would have remote access unless..."
Alfred looked at me.
Then Jp figured it out. That son of a bitch knew he would betray him.
"Wesker you son of a bitch!"
Jp stomped to the cargo bay ready to take on whatever monstrosity he had there.
"I'm coming with you"
"No...Cat your second Defense. I'm the main defense besides you need rest"
"Alright just don't rip the plane to shreds"
"Rather bad time to say we're gonna run out of fuel in less than 10 minutes anyway"
"All I need is 7...Steve, Claire lock this door"
Jp went into the cargo bay checking each and every crate. "Alright you bug eye bitch what ya leave me?"
He started ripping apart containers and cases. "I know you left something...what is it?"
He opened another box and saw nothing but a dead corpse. "This supposed to be a sick joke"
He muttered in digust.
Then he came to the last container and saw a hole with blood dripping.
He dared to peek inside and could smell it. Then he heard a eerie growling inside.
"Hello there you hammer wielding piece of sh-"
The executioner had slammed on the crate door to the floor and Jp jumped out of the way.
Then without a second thought he dodged the Hammer just in time.  "Alright Motherfucker...lets dance"
Using his tentacles to carry him around the cargo bay to avoid the executioners hammer, Jp flicked out his saber and began to only dash around the executioner slashing at his body quickly. If the ax finds its mark anywhere on this plane. It will be a short trip. He couldn't allow that, somehow he had to throw this fucker overboard.
"Slashing ain't gonna cut it this time jerkoff"
Opening a crate and grabbing a stakeout shotgun loading it with a few shells. Incinerating shells at that. "I was once a Texan...now I'm the god damn Erathropian"
Cocking the shotgun he let off a few shells. The shells managed to hit the collar bone, then it's left arm, causing it to bleed profoundly. With a smirk he held the shotgun with one hand and fire for the chest. The shell made its mark leaving a fatal wound oozing with blood. The stench wasn't helpful but it was enough for Jp to send this bastard to whatever level of hell it was created by. Using his metal tentacle to open the cargo bay. The wind began to pick up and the executioner lost its balance struggling as if it had to complete its mission.
"Don't like giving up eh..."
The Executioner let out a growl lifting up its ax. Jp knew what it was going to do.
The Executioner roared throwing it at Jp but he merely dodged just in time.
Throwing himself backwards just as the blade end passed it served one of Jp's tentacles. Sparks and pieces of metal flew over Jp as he fell to the floor of the plane.
"Dammit I just had that made!"
The Ax had landed in the side of the plane making it shake and jerk Jp around towards the edge of the ramp. The Executioner made a run towards its ax and yanked it out hard. Straining and pulling himself into the plane he watched as the Executioner approach him slowly lifting the ax up to strike him Down. Jp used his remaining tentacles to push himself away from the ax. He was panicking now.
Wondering how in the hell he managed to let his alter ego get the better of him.
That was until he heard gunshots from behind the executioner.
Each bullet landing it's mark. Two in the head and the third into the chest.
It was Claire that intervened. Jp had never felt so grateful. The executioner had stumbled forward growling in anger as he had more prey to dissect.
Claire fired her gun one more time into the executioners lower neck. Once the bullet hit blood had smeared the ramp.
He decided to make a final stand by launching the remaining tentacles towards the executioner. Using its blades to hook the executioner by the arm, leg and the side of the rib cage to hoist himself back into the plane. With another tug he saw a way to get rid of the Executioner. A gasoline barrel was nearby. Without a second thought Jp ran forward with the help of his tentacles he grabbed the barrel and shoved it into the face of the executioner. Claire knew what he was doing and fired several shots hitting the barrel causing to ignite. The Executioner fell tumbling into the sea.
Jp sighed in relief standing up and closing the ramp.
"That one was for you Alice"
He smiled. Now the only problem left was the plane. "You okay?"
Claire asked as jp stashed the shotgun on his back. He nodded and looked at the damage. "We won't be if we don't land"
Claire saw the damage the executioner had inflicted on the plane. "Tell Alfred that we'll be coming in hot...I'll keep us stable until then"
"Okay"
Claire ran to the cockpit and Jp used his tentacles to hold the plane together. Quickly punching holes carefully not to serve the wings. Hearing the metal cracking was enough to say that their time in the air would be shorter than expected. He just had to hold on a bit longer.
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