☬Chapter Seven: Down to their Demise ☬

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Ada is suddenly tackled to the side into the hallway, she quickly kicks the man off of her. The man yelps in pain as he slams his back into a little table knocking off a vase, causing it to shatter into pieces. Ada quickly gets up while picking up a shard of glass and leaps behind the man as he attempts to get up. Ada presses the shard of glass to his throat slightly drawing a little trickle of blood.

"Ada!" Heather and Nereyda scream out for Ada from downstairs. They quickly run up the stairs only to have the door slammed shut on them. "Hey! Open the door!" Heather screams out as she and Nereyda begin slamming their fists on the door.

A handgun clicking is heard behind Ada, she glances back to see another man standing in front of the closed basement door with a handgun aimed at her, "Drop the glass. We don't want to hurt you. We just came to talk to you and you're friends. My names Bug." Bug says as he lowers his gun to his side.

"Then tell me this, why would you two infiltrate my house and attack me?" Ada suspiciously ask's Bug as she looks down at the man on his knees with the glass still to his throat. Ada gets the man up off his knees and onto his feet while still holding the glass to his neck.

Bug smiles as he shakes his head, "We figured you would attack first and ask question's later. We weren't gonna harm you or anyone else, I swear. We were just going to try and well...we actually didn't think this through thoroughly. I didn't even expect Miles to tackle you to the damn floor." Bug begins to laugh as he sees Miles pleading for him to have Ada move the shard of glass from his throat. Bug shakes his head no.

"Why should I believe you? This guy right here," Ada presses the glass tighter against Miles' throat, "had an Umbrella badge on at the Funeral. And he followed us here. How can I trust you guys?" Ada ask's as she stares straight into Bug's eyes.

"Miles doesn't work for Umbrella, that was just a cover to get into the Funeral. That's all, Miles is just a reporter. We came here-." Bug get's cut off as the basement door breaks down on top of him, nearly crushing him. "Ada! Are you okay?!" Heather anxiously ask's as she and Nereyda stand on top of the broken down door aiming their guns at Miles.

Ada nods her head, "Yeah, I'm fine. Guys, get off the door." Ada says as she nods her head down below them. They both glance down to see Bugs arm sticking out from under them. They both jump off the door and lift it off of him. They both aim their guns at him, "Stand up." Nereyda sternly orders him as she kicks away the gun from his reach. Bug slowly gets up while holding his hands up in defence. "What are we gonna do with them Ada?" Heather ask's as she glances at her.

"We're gonna hear them out. They could help us out in our little mission." Ada slyly says as she grins at Bug, who is frowning in confusion at her.

"Move." Nereyda order Bug as she points for him to walk into the living room behind Ada. Ada turns Miles around and shoves him forward into the living room, "Hey, what the hell. You don't have to be so rough." Miles complains as he gives her a distasteful look. Ada smiles as she holds up the shard of glass, still in her hand, towards him. "You tackled me to the ground, I think it makes up for it. Don't you think?"

Miles nods his head as he sits down onto the couch, Bug walks past Ada and sits next to Miles. Heather and Nereyda walk into the living room with their handguns still aimed at the two men. Nereyda and Heather pull a chair from the dinning room table and sit across from the two men. Ada sits down on a lone couch, making herself comfortable. The alarms begin to slowly die out, after a few more seconds they completely stop.

"Speak. What do you want?" Ada tells them as she watches them closely. Miles and Bug both look at each other silently contemplating what to say.

"Well?" Heather says waiting for them to say something.

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