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Friday, December 1, 2006


I've been a mercenary for two years now. The jobs where dangerous, but they kept the bills payed. Until one day where a mercenary's dream job fell onto my lap. I was sipping my rootbeer-float in a local New York City dive called Bert's Tavern waiting for the informants to file in and start offering jobs to us mercenaries. Then the silver haired mercenary Dante stepped in, he was notorious for being the best, I waved him over. With his usual swagger he took a seat beside me and I offered him a strawberry sundae and a shot of Vodka. When I first started out as a mercenary, he saw my grey hair and red gunner jacket, and strode up to me and to my face called me a "poser". I was pissed, but I got over it, eventually. He kept an eye on me by taking me out on assignments with him. Eventually we became good friends over the past two years. "Hey poser," he greeted me. "Hello, big mouth," I responded. "I see the two sugar addicts are here," came the snide informant Enzo Ferino, "well I got the mega load job for you two!" We were offered $10,000,000 upon completion, and a $50,000 deposit. I was happy to accept the work, but Dante just seemed bored about it. With a little convincing from Enzo and me he reluctantly accepted the job, but complained it wasn't exciting enough. Boy, was he wrong!

We were there on assignment, appearently a local drug boss called Joe "Red Hands" Geonocios had been gaining power quickly buy spreading a new hype-up drug called X-dc. Appearently, anyone taking it would get so high they would always be addicted to it.
Our job was to take out his operation. Until the Racoon City viral outbreak..