Vector

This man, he claimed to have known Leon, claimed to be a man who could have killed Leon back in the day, and yet he didn’t. What purpose would killing Agent Kennedy have served? She wanted to know more, but no, she wasn’t allowed. This man, he could have been a stalker, a man fishing for information. This could all be some coincidental story, but it all seemed too real. “Are you now?”

He took a bit of a pause, shuffling in the background could obviously state that he was somewhere in an enclosed area, like an apartment or building. When in fact he had just returned from a mission in Nice, France. After the contract with the Government was set up, he and Leon kept a close relationship, this is how we was able to contact Hunnigan.

"We worked as Umbrellas Secret Service, or otherwise known as the U.S.S. Our mission was to execute everyone who knew that Umbrella had a hand in the Raccoon City incident. We were sent in, with Echo Team Six to counteract our introspection. We were to kill everyone in the R.P.D, they were the one's who finally uncovered that Umbrella was behind it."

A clashing of dishes sounded through the phone, he was definitely in an apartment, or in other words his own. He was simply trying to clean around the house as he spoke to the woman.

"Anyways, why is a dog tailing a leech? Are you hungry for pain?" he chuckled a bit after his comment, his body turning to face the woman with a hand on the hilt, prepared.

Wolfpack?

DELTA-TEAM.

A pretty price had been laid down for her newest mission. Oh how much the small pharmacies would pay to have what the larger corporations could afford. Just a sample was requested - only one vial. The mission was so simple for such an experienced soldier and it paid well. 

This was the reason she had been on a midnight train to Nice, France. Unloading from the train about three hours later, Karena flagged down a cab and changed into her gear in the back seat as the driver took her to her destination. She paid the man as he pulled up to the closed facility, adding in a hefty tip for keeping his mouth shut about what he had seen. 

Karena pulled two Glocks from the duffle bag she had brought with her, loaded them, and started toward the building. Her first order of business - take out all outside surveillance. They would never see her coming. She approached just a bit closer, aimed — shot out each camera. She infiltrated the facility, taking out those, as needed, who stood in her way. 

Reaching the labs at basement level, Lupo assassinated two unsuspecting scientists busy at work. She carefully stepped over their dead bodies, boots clicking along the tiled flooring. She examined the samples and places each carefully into a padded briefacase. Slender digits the wrapped around the handle and lifted it. 

Crash! Lupo’s head whipped around to find that a few empty vials and flasks had been knocked to the floor and shattered there. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, ears peeled for even a morsel of sound. 

Breathing… 

He was looking out the window of a black car, tinted windows, his suit on fully but the mask in his lap, the LED lights off, just looking hollow and black. He was so lost in thought, but the feeling of the car stopping suddenly without traffic made him look to his right, seeing the building and fixing his mask over his face.

Camouflaged as he stepped from the car, it drove off as he simply walked up to the building entrance, knife in hand, ready to strike. He wasn't as daft though, he looked at the perimeter of the building and instantly noticed the lack of security systems, noticing the temperament. 

He began to run into the building, noting the dead bodies as he made his way to the lab, looking through the corner he saw a blue tint pass his eyes, accidentally knocking over a few vials in the mix of his confusion.