S.T.A.R.S

Umbrella

Banshee 1
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Jakob Larson brought the big chopper low to pick up the B.O.W and the V.M.S

"Alright everyone, this thing is programmed to to be friendly to us but that doesn't
mean you should get all buddy buddy with it, stay out of its way and once it's secure get the V.M.S, it's the important thing here"

He looked to his copilot
"Hey Linda, you think the V.M.S is like a new monster or....like is it still a person?"

Linda Sorensen A.K.A banshee 2 shrugs
"Honestly I really hope it's some sort of monster that we can drop of without regret....but I have a bad feeling about this."

Once they got the signal that the thing was on board Linda hit the button to raise the back ramp, she turned to Larson and shook her head.

"I should've stayed in the army man, this job pays good but are we sure we're on the right side?"

Larson shrugs.
"I don't know Linda.....sometimes I regret taking this job."

"Me to "
Linda replied quietly

The flew the tyrant and the V.M.S to one of Umbrellas main bases in Raccoon city setting the chopper down on the helipad.

"This is banshee 1 to Red castle, come in Red castle, we have a B.O.W tyrant and a target marked V.M.S, please advise."

The radio crackled and a female voice calls over it.

"This is red castle to Banshee 1 , V.M.S is a priority 1 target, just open up your back ramps and our boys will take care of this"

Larson curiosity got the better of him. As he answers
"Copy Red castle, hey any idea what this V.M.S is so important that it needs a tyrant escort? We haven't gotten a chance to check on it yet."

"That information doesn't concern you banshee, open your back ramps now."

The voice over the radio now was a mans voice that he recognized as one of the higher ups in umbrella. Some ass hole or another who's name constantly escaped the life of the pilot.

"Yes sir, opening rear ramps now. Get this damn thing off my chopper ."

ATHENA
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Athena held the V.M.S the whole trip back to the base, the target made minimal noise and moved as little as possible.

The tyrant inspected them for signs of life to ensure her completion of her primary objective: protect individual marked V.M.S

Through her checks she determined the target was alive, this was good.

The chopper landed and she waited for the back ramps to open but it didn't open right away leaving her and the V.M.S alone in the cargo hold, lit only by the red warning light.

The V.M.S had flinched and produced a little squeak of fright as the latches on the back ramp unlocked and the ramp began to lower. For an unknown reason Athena felt something, chemical's in her brain fired of and she held the V.M.S closer to herself protectively as she stood and exited to chopper. She thought about this, thinking about anything other then killing wasn't supposed to be possible for the tyrant but she had found her mind wandering away from her primary goals recently, curious.

She stepped out of the chopper and looked down at the Umbrella personnel who waited for her, she felt a sense of....she didn't know the word for it.....a red hot emotion that made her blood boil, she knew what they wanted somehow, they wanted....

"Turn the V.M.S over to us now and report to the B.O.W department "

She glared down at the man who spoke and felt a growl slip through her lips, she saw the scientists move away from her the felt an intense pain through her whole body. The pain was so severe that it brought the 10 ft tall tyrant to her knees

She held onto the V.M.S however as her programming still dictated that she protect the V.M.S so she held them close to her chest the pain kept growing and growing until she felt it was to much and her arms fell limp and she dropped the target.

Carmen price
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Carmela had been one of project Athenas head researchers and now marbled at her work as they attempted to order her to release the V.M.S, needless to say it wasn't going well for them, she smirked and activated the internal "motivation" system. Now a tyrants can feel almost no pain normally, any external scarce of pain hardly slows one down, so if you can't hurt something how can you force it to do what you want? You make it destroy itself, and that's basically what the system was , when activated the tyrant ms body would release chemicals that did a few things, release destructive amounts of lactic acid into the muscles causing excruciating full body pain, release chemicals in the brain to cause both phantom pain and greatly increases the sensitivity to real pain as finally blocking the ability for the body to go into shock or in any way naturally dull the pain.

All of this would kill most anything alive, tyrants however had stupidly high pain tolerance so they could survive this tournament, Athenas body was in so much pain that she could do nothing to resist as the V.M.S was taken away and she was transported back to the B.O.W lab.

She had done this before but this time had scared her, Athena had almost 2 times what should have brought her down meaning they had underestimated her durability and pain tolerance by an unacceptable degree, what else had they underestimated about the Tyrant?

She watched the cameras and shook her head having had such hope for this B.O.W generation, she shrugs.

"Guess we still need to work on the obedience aspect."

"Or stop making them do damn smart."

She swung around to see an unfamiliar man with sunglasses on.

"I... uh suppose, um .... who are you? Sorry to be rude but I don't recognize your face.

The man smiles unnervingly
"Oh you'll know soon enough, I don't want to ruin the surprise."