The Rest Of The Story (A Resident Evil Fan Fic)

Stalked and Found

3rd person P.O.V.

"Finally, they leave their headquarters. I wonder why they took so long. Their mission overview said that they would leave the B.S.A.A. at noon. not at 3. Thank god that they didn't notice their mission data being stolen."

She crouched near the flagpole on the roof, watching her prey jog by.

"Soon."

As she says this, she jumps off the roof, but no one lands.

Jake's P.O.V

Sitting in this van is boring and stressful. My dad's killer sits across from me. He is caressing the director. I bet that there is something between them. Why should I care of Redfield being happy. He should be rotting in hell for all I care.

"We are here. Everyone in your assigned groups." Redfield announced.

"Captain? What were our assigned groups?" Damian squeaked in the back of the group.

"Group 1 is Hemmings and Muller. Group 2 is Ramirez and Valentine.  McDamen is with me in Group 3. Group 1 is scouting the right side of the beach. Group 2 is scouting the left side. Group 3 is guarding the truck. Understood?"

"Yes Sir!" Alpha team said in unison.

"Lets go rookie."

Half an hour later, I was gonna suggest to Damian that we should return to the truck when he pointed something in the distance.

"Hey, uh Jake? Why is that lady dragging that dude?"

"None of our business, rookie."

"But the guy is leaving a trail of wet sand. If he drowned, then we should help her. You know, atleast to put him in her car for her to take him to a clinic or something."

"You've got a point there, rookie. Let me do the talking."

??? P.O.V.

I am looking for the man the BSAA is searching for on this beach. The files didn't specify who the man was. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a body floating in the tide. Jackpot.

"xsesehsheb."

What the heck was that? Shit. Its them. Gotta hurry and get him to the truck.

"Miss. What happened here?"

" It's Lucy. Sir, can you help me? My... boyfriend. He got a cramp and went under. I thought he was playing around and then he didnt come up. I need to take him to the clinic? He is still breathing."

"Miss Lucy. Just show us your car. We will help you."

"Thank you. It is over there. The red one."

*I don't think they suspect.*

"Thank you." I got in my car and drove away.

3rd Person P.O.V.

Jake and Damian started walking back to the truck.

"Hey. Didn't her boyfriend have a great resemblance to the guy we are looking for?"

Jake looked at Damian. He looked as if he was gonna say something when, instantly, he broke into a sprint.

"CAPTAIN. COME IN." Jake screamed into the walkie talkie.

"Yes Jake?"

"THIS LADY TOOK A MAN OUT OF THE OCEAN AND HE LOOKS LIKE THE PUP. EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET TO THE TRUCK TO PURSUE HER BEFORE SHE GETS AWAY."

"Roger that. Group 2. Get to the truck immediately. "

"Roger that."

*Once on the road*

Damian is getting his hands swabbed by Jill for DNA tracking as Jake is describing the incident to Chris.

"The DNA tracker will be done in a few minutes." *ding* " The target is stationary on the corner of Eighth Street. It's just down this way."

"Shit. Then what are we waiting for. Drive Redfield."

"Sit your ass down Muller. "

Lucy's P.O.V.

I'm making good progress when the stupid gas light turns on. I look behind me and I'm not being followed. Now I got to find a gas station.

*Few minutes pass*

The tank is almost full and the guy in my backseat looks as if he has been shocked. I reach to wipe some sand off his face when, out of the corner of my eye, I see the military truck. Shit. They saw me. I jump in the drivers seat and get on the move. I can't shake them off. They won't know me. Scarface is coming out of the truck. What do they want with me?

"Miss. We can helo your boyfriend. We have a medic."

"Boyfriend? The only people here are my son and I."

"Sorry to disturb you. Have a nice day."

"Have a nice day." Idiots.