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Helen snatched the piece of paper from Kotensho. "Thank you," she said as she turned around and headed out of the room to her office. She closed the door behind her before walking over to her desk.

Sitting down she picked up her phone as she placed the piece of paper on her desk so she could see the number. She typed the number into the phone before hearing the phone ring.

The phone rang a few times before she heard the answering machine pick up. Helen pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear before she started her messege. "Hello, I am looking for Mr. Trotter. I was given your number by a coworker of mine as he says you could really help us. My name is Helen and I work for Umbrella. We are currently in search of a woman who worked for us who seems to have gotten... Lost. What you get in return is your choice. I am going to send you an email with information on the woman. If you have questions I will attach my number to the email. Thank you."

As she hung up the phone, Helen turned her computer on and opened up her email. She scanned a picture of Vennesa, attaching it to the email as well as her personal information. She added her number at the bottom as she said she would. Clicking SEND she got up from her seat and exited the office.

Entering the room with Kotensho and Cassandra she walked up to them. "Alright, all done,"

She said as Christean snatched the peace of paper out of Kotensho hands. She then got up and left the room leaving Kotensho alone with the devil of all humans in the room with him, Cassandra. But this did not matter to him. She could yell all she wanted at him but it would make no difference. All she could do to him was cut his pay. So Kotensho just turned to his desk and ignored her.

Kotensho was typing in random formulas on his computer and payed no attention to anything else. The only sign of life given by him was the typing of numbers and letters, The reading of files, and the fits of rage given off when the screen turned red.
It was the forth time it happened. Red screen. That's all he could get. He was mad enough to jump off a bridge. He might have done it two if an idea didn't get into his head. What ever it was it worked because this time the screen turned green.

Right at that moment Christine walked in and said something. That didn't matter to Kotensho He was to busy looking at the beautiful color on his screen. The color green. He never noticed how beautiful it was before. He needed to stop admiring the color though. He needed to test the formula and that he did. He ran as fast as he could to a nearby computer and typed in the numbers and words needed for the formula. Then running back to his computer he sent a Digital copy of the rest of the formula to the other computer. Then he ran back and typed a few more things.

Kotensho finally stopped the running and typing. He opened a safe in the wall and pulled out a weird staff like object. It was about 4 feet tall and had a life like creature on the end of it. It looked nearly identical to the one found in the Las Plagues indecent so few years ago. Kotensho waled over to the giant window in the middle of the room and looked through the glass.

"Now let's see if it truly works..."

After a great deal of calls and people he finally figured out where the base was, and the person he was looking to contact. It took about fifty people to get the right information and most of them came through Mr. Samuel Trotter, a very reliable man to say the least. Leaning back and resting on the boat ride he had gotten at gun point after the stolen plane he had taken to get to the boat, he looked around. The guards were already aiming at him which was a good indicator as to if he was at the right place.

He eyed the area it was a nice island though the guns aimed at him tended to take away his like for scenery. "Are you going to talk? Or just shoot me?" He asked as the guards lowered their weapons and one walked towards Kanen, "What's your business here? This is a private island." The man growled as Kanen rubbed his chin and looked around. "A few days ago a man offered me a job. I learned of this place from a Mr. Trotter and arrived to take the job..." He shrugged and the guard begrudgingly allowed him access to the facility. "If you want to enter there are things that must be done and your weapons must be handed over immediately."

Weapons? A smile came to his lips, if things went wrong he could use anything as a lethal weapon. Though he doubted it would come to that, if Umbrella had uses for his talents then he would make sure the job was well done..." I'll speak with one of your bosses out here or through a phone if need be... I don't want to mess with any devices within as I seem to have a knack for breaking technology." He said and it seemed to go well with the guard. If the man screwed anything up it would be on his head for letting the man in. "I'm Kanen, and someone important in there knows my name..." He murmured letting the guard do whatever he needed to as Kanen handed over his revolver, G36, and his knife.

Now to play the waiting game he thought to himself...

Cassandra looked at the green screen, it seemed the kid had managed to crack the code of his experiments, he certainly looked like a child on Christmas morning.

Although he attempted to work in secret, she knew what he was planning, original Umbrella B.O.W.s mixed in with the Type 2 Variant of Las Plagas that was recovered from Africa before the B.S.A.A. managed to destroy it. Although it sounded genius on paper, Cassandra had her doubts in his experiments, after all it took 4 entire years for the T and G viruses to fuse together properly without a problem and now Kotensho expects the T-virus to bond with something completely different in an instant?

Suddenly, her phone vibrated in her pocket, distracting her from her inner thoughts. She pulled it out and opened it, apparently she had a new contact, someone new she could trust even though his price was a bit....high. She turned to Helen. "Ms. Christine, I shall be taking my leave right now." She said, taking a small formal bow before turning to Kotensho, "As for you Mr. Koto, I look forward to seeing what you have got, it could certainly cause the Umbrella Corporation to be reborn in our favor."

Without word from either of them, she quickly took off her lab coat and left the room without any further room. "This little trip may prove to be interesting, I just hope he is as good as they say he is." She said, pulling out a rather odd shaped device and pushing the button, revealing a hidden room where her private jet was held. "Regardless, New York is a fine place to unwind and find some Test Subjects for Mr. Koto..." She said smiling rather evilly as she boarded the airplane.

Time was running short, for Umbrella, the B.S.A.A., and especially everyone on the planet.

Helen heard her phone go off as she watched Cassandra exit. She walked towards her office, and entered. She closed the door behind her as she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Ms. Helen, we have a man down here who says he knows someone inside,"

"He does?" she asked as she walked over to a window and looked through the blinds. She lifted a brow. "Well, send him up. I won't be able to talk to him as I am waiting on a response from someone. However, Kotensho may be able to do some talking." Helen hung up the phone before she saw a window appear on her computer. It was an email from Mr. Trotter.

Ms. Helen,

I am grateful for your acknowledgment of my talents. I will find your little agent for you. I will find your Ms. Bristoe. . .And as for a reward, we will discuss those arrangements later.

Thank you,

Mr. Trotter

A smile formed on the woman's face before she closed the window. "Good," she said to herself as she picked up her phone again. "This is Helen, I'm going to need a ride to North America."

"Right away," a voice appeared.

"Thank you," Helen said as she hung up and walked back out to Kotensho. "Alright, Kotensho. You are in change. I am off to North America. There is a man downstairs that says he knows someone here. Could you please find out what he wants?" Helen asked as she walked towards the door.

Her helicopter would be waiting and she needed to get set up in North America.

Kotensho was wathing his excperement down in the other room. A man was escorted into the room and was asked to sit down in a near by chair. The man looked just like one of the men that were out in. Infact it might have been one of them. Most the people out their were just lab rats thinking they scored some high fly job.

At this time some people behinde Kotensho were making a loud nosie and trying to tell him things in which Kotensho had no reason in careing. Right know he was watching his projects final moment. The man that was seated in the chair was injected with a red colord liqued.

The man looked confused and dazed wich is not what he should look like at that time. He should have been cyring in pain and under going a slow but painful transformation into a B.O.W. not asking if he could go back to work. The only thing this ment was it had failed. But not totaly. Kotensho relooked at the data and saw his flaw. A simple reright here and their and then their would only be one more peice of the puzzle left. A pice that Kotensho knew where to find.

DAMN Kotensho thought. He neaded to get back to work not babysit here. But he must make sure his project is not in danger. So he would stay and see who this man was. Helen soon walked out the door and Kotensho walked over to see who the man was. It was no one Kotensho knew. But he might know some one high up so better to be safe then sorry.

So kotensho called the fron desk and told them to buzz him on up to the lab. After Kotensho got off the phone he looked around for his files and what not and put them in a safe. Then he made sure the computers were all shut down. And last but not least he pressed a button that layed two titanum sheets of meatel across the window where his excperament was going on.

then he sat their waiting for the man....