Agent May Cry 2

(7) Caught And Locked

Albert Wesker stood before multiple screens, his glass reflecting the glow coming from the computers that displayed every virus that had been used and created from years ago.

"Has the subjects been contained?" Wesker questioned as he felt the presence of Vergil, who inclined his head at Wesker.

"Subject F.A.I.T.H has been put to sleep and contained in the cell that you have specifically requested for her. Nivans is as you asked for, here."

Piers was thrashing in the small cage that Vergil held up for Wesker to see, the tiny soldier freezing when he saw the blonde.

"We meet again, lieutenant. Did you miss me?" Piers growled at that, but otherwise stayed put in his cage, afraid of the 'look' as he dubbed in his head.

"Put him away. Meet me in the office after you're done." Vergil nodded before he walked out of the room Wesker was in, with one hand holding the cage while the other held the bottom, securing the cage.

Piers stayed quiet as his ears were filled with Vergil's footsteps against metal floor, his eyes flicking everywhere as Vergil made his way down an endless hallway.

A hooded figure was standing by the door where Vergil wants to enter. Due to the position he's in, Piers can't see the figure's face, and before he knew it, the door was opened and the Nephilim entered.

Inside the spacious rooms, Piers stared in horror as multiple species of B.O.W were contained in cages. Some of them were screeching and roaring as test was done onto them by researchers, while some were already dead judging how they stayed lifeless on the floor.

Piers suppressed the urge to gag, and luckily Vergil covered his the cage with a hand, and Piers doesn't know whether he's supposed to feel relieve for being unable to see those horrifying creatures anymore or disappointed as he couldn't obtain more information about this place.

"Open cell 1031." Vergil ordered just as Piers heard a hiss as the door before him opened, and Piers gasped at the sight before him.

Faith was strapped on the wall by multiple restraints, her appendage were forced out of her and tied against the wall with bigger and stronger restraints.

Faith thrashed against her restraints as her eyes landed on Piers, her face opening to reveal sharp rows of teeth as she growled at the researchers.

"Let her go!!" Piers rammed the cage against Vergil's abdomen, but the Nephilim didn't budge, rather he ignored Piers' cries.

"Get comfortable. This will be your new home." He heard a different voice spoke as the door to his cage opened, and Piers was insistent on just staying in the cage when the person tipped the cage forward, making him stumble out and into a glass cell that was bigger than his previous containment.

Piers turned and was surprised when he saw that it was the hooded figure from before who was holding the cage, and not Vergil. How had he not notice the exchange before?

But before he could think any further, a spray of gas was released into his cage and Piers was out like a light.

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"Back so soon?"

Wesker spoke as soon as Vergil stepped into his office, with the screens still blaring its while glow.

"Yes. One Professor Alexa wants to do a test on Nivans. With your permission of course." Wesker pondered for a moment before giving a nod.

"As long as it doesn't interfere with our initial plan, go ahead. But make sure he is unharmed. Regardless of his size, Piers Nivans proves to be a useful fighter on the field."

Wesker said as he gestured at a monitor, where a recording of Piers fighting with his mutated arm against Chris and the others when they came to the island.

"I should have never let Kennedy escaped." Wesker crushed his desktop with enough force that it bend towards the floor.

"Before you go destroy every table your fist has landed on, why don't you take a break and calm down? I assure you I can handle this."

Vergil offered while Wesker shook his head, declining Vergil's offer of running the facility through.

"No. I require your expertise somewhere else." Wesker stood up and stared at Vergil. The Nephilim nodded before standing at attention.

"What do you need me to do?" Wesker scratches his chin for a moment before he let his glasses fall, looking at Vergil with red eyes.

Vergil gasped softly as his eyes turned red as well, grunting slightly as he felt a headache coming.

Wesker lifted Vergil by the chin, his breath ghosting over Vergil's face as he spoke. "Get Ada. I need you to bring in Dante Sparda."