Sinners & Saints is set in a near future city, Saint City. People come to Saint City for an opportunity to become great. Regardless of their professions they're all the same, trying to become a legend in their field. Bounty Hunters, Demon Hunters, even your hot dog vendor on the side of the road. A city of fifty million working its own eco system, founded on the blood of the Seraphim Accord, host to violence, demons, strip clubs and the occasional church, it is here people come to live for a while before they die a legend.
He remembered in full detail the path up to where he was going. It had become a hiking trail for the historical monument of the Arklay Crater. On his back was hiking bag and in his hand was a six pack. He touched down yesterday in a small private airport, it was a chunk of money to get a guy with a plane capable of making the trip but he managed it. He wouldn't be staying long anyways... He just needed to clear somethings up and move on. When he first got into Raccoon City he was almost lost, the place had always been an undead hell, festering with mutations and hordes, broken buildings and fires. It was odd to see it as a bustling mountain town full of people just living their lives, almost unaware of the events that happened here. He'd gotten word out that he was in town, finding someone who looked like her but wasn't her.
He finally reached the summit which overlooked the crater. It was some what isolated, off the main trail by a good distance. He set up there, chopping wood and starting a campfire, he was just fresh off of his inhibitors which meant he didn't have full access to most of his things, specifically his pyro-kenetic talents. He set up two fold out seats and set the six back down. It was mid afternoon, but during winter the sun always went down much faster. He waited, quietly reminiscing about days long past.
An alarm had gone off when one of the cameras in the airport caught his face. Her computer alerted her to his arrival long before his hike. She didn't bother checking it, she was done as she watched over the ruins of a section of the city. Raccoon was mostly rebuilt but around the impact zone it was considered too unstable to build on top of the crater and surrounding area because of the hive below, because of this the area was condemned for the time being until future projects could be put into place to continue construction...
Her clone walked across the room and opened the feed, a still image was there outlining his face, "Miss, it's him, Adam."
Alice looked up for a moment then her head tilted down.
"He's here for you, you know that," the clone said.
"I know, but I am done," Alice replied.
Another person was in the penthouse on the opposite side looking through several of the hand written books Alice had made over the years. He looked up from one of the books and said, "Girl, if you don't get your ass out of that chair and go see him I-"
"-swear to god I'll bitch slap you across the city until we're both standing in front of him and you are forced to talk to him."
The clone cracked a smile, he adjusted his drivers cap and walked around the table toward her and grabbed her wrist, Alice didn't even resist when she was pulled out of her chair, "go take a bath, get dressed and lets go, I'll fucking drive."
"Shut the fuck up, Nine, get her ass in the bath, you got ten minutes."
"You sure he went up there?" LJ asked over the speaker phone of his car.
"Alright, Nine, keep in touch I'm dropping her off and probably gonna have to drag her ass up the mountain."
They took the road to the lookout near the trails and parked. LJ looked over at Alice who was looking away from him out the window of the car.
"This pity party has to stop. Amy is dead, get the fuck over it and get back on your feet. Go see ya boy. I'll be here," LJ said and Alice looked back over to him then got out of the car.
She walked down the trail for a few minutes before she saw the back of two chairs, in one a blond headed man the other was empty. She said nothing as she approached and finally she sat down in silence looking over the city just like she always did. It was nice to be in the sun for the first time in weeks... She could hear the birds sing...
He didn't say anything at all. Just kept staring at that crater... Eventually he bent down and pulled two beers out of the six pack, popping them open and handing one over to Alice. He leaned back into his chair and sighed. "You found me, right over there... You and Dante." He lazily pointed out towards a section of the crater, "There used to be a gun shop across from a graveyard, a few blocks away away from a hospital..." He took a sip on his beer and put his hand down. He used to be better at hiding his emotions, and as much as he tried to seem casual... there was a solace in his voice. A pain. There was a moment of silence, the popping of the fire he had set up for warmth. "For years... I always wanted to know what the world was like before the infection... Always charging head first with the goal of restoring the world back to a time where I didn't exist." He stopped and sipping his beer, shaking his head.
She took his offering and took a drink from the beer listening to him talk. Alice remembered this place very well but her memories were very twisted. Twisted grins and decayed hands reaching out for her, the whirl of a minigun winding up, constant moaning and snarling. The streets were different now, lively with people who didn't want to do harm to her.
"When the outbreak happened, I exited from that hospital wearing only a doctors coat I found in an empty office. Umbrella seemingly abandoned me there in order to push testing on the Nemesis project. The first few days of the outbreak was just survival," she raised her beer and pointed her finger to the edge of the city near a park, "over there I met Amy and Rain, it was weeks into the outbreak and a couple days after we split ways for a while. The three of us were chased down by the T-Nemesis for several blocks before I watched Amy tear it in half with one panicked look... She was so innocent, didn't even have a name yet...."
Alice took a drink from her beer, it was going to be a long day...
"I remember when you brought her back to the RPD... shy. Carlos picked on me for weeks. You did too." There was a light tone to his voice before it faded, "Then the attack happened, that old man with the revolvers... that giant monster. We all got separated. Always managed to find one another though. Even later in life... Not this time though." He muttered, his voiced filled with some form of regret for the way things played out. He leaned his head back, drinking his beer and trying to fight the knot growing in his throat. "What happened Alice... Where did you go?" He finally looked over at her, the years had worn on him. You would be able to tell physically but there was just something about his demeanor, he was tired.
"I knew it wasn't you in New York all those years ago... So many... things you'd never do, or say. So many things it couldn't do compared to you." He looked back over the city, taking a sip from his beer. "I confronted it, ended up having to leave New York eventually." He stopped, he was going on a tangent. Adam took a breath allowing himself to calm down, he could feel a small bit of anger rearing its head and neither of them needed that right now. "They're going to hold a funeral, bury her in Arlington right next to Sears. Full military honors." He scoffed at the idea.
Where did you go? She never left, she just needed to not be in the spotlight...
"Amy killed me," She said at first then rolled back, "it wasn't me but the underworld definitely thought it was. It was after you left, Eight, the clone, was running over diagnostics with a couple of the left over Patriots, I think Whisper and Mary as well. It finally clicked though, whatever vacant programming in her head finally triggered, she executed Eight when the meeting was over, when she was alone..."
Alice took a drink, "Amy disappeared off the grid for a couple years in the hands of some remnant faction of Umbrella. I spent my time with Big Boss on Outer Haven. One day, we're tipped off by Whisper that they found her. She was in a hole somewhere close to the shore in the north. Ocelot said when he found her she was standing knee deep in water surrounded by corpses which bobbed up and down, they had been there for weeks. She was pulled out of the hole while Big Boss attacked the facility. They rescued her and brought her to Outer Haven... Where I was."
She continued after another drink, "Ocelot tortured her briefly to figure out if she was still programmed. He would have done it for hours had JW not seen enough and intervened. JW explained to her that she was reprogrammed and that her memories were locked away and that her main function had finally been carried out, killing me, and that's why I made it known that I was alive to see if she was still under their spell. She was. She tried killing me right there but Big Boss dropped her and they knocked her out... It took weeks to fix what they did to her and then it took months to get Amy back... All the while I remained out of the public eye... Amy left about two years ago with Chris to start work on rooting out Birkin and the last of Umbrella... You know the rest."
He shook his head, "I'm not talking about the clones, or recent activity. I meant after the assault..." He put his hand up slightly shaking his head. "Never mind, It's always been this way. Ask questions and get long winded answers and subterfuge, compartmentalized information." A little of that anger boiled to the surface, there was a crack in his voice. "Never anything straight forward with you. Did you ever trust any of us? Or was that an act too?" He stood up from his chair facing her for a moment, beginning to yell. "For years after that assault I wondered what I did wrong, Did I fail so badly that I needed to be abandoned? Eventually I just became you, we both did. We both lied and compartmentalized shit! Never let each other too close, always at guns length. Just in case. Four years ago I was you, Chicago? I was King. I just.."
He paused crushing the beer bottle in his hand. Same hand he had managed to get glass shards in earlier. Without the inhibitors his skin had began to regain it's resilience. "I never reached out and I should have! Now she's gone. Jesus Janus," He swung his arm out behind him. "Most of us originals are dead now. And I've spent most of my life asking if everything, all the good we had, was just a lie. The whole family dynamic you preached and started was just a glorious manipulation." The fire behind him had grown hotter and taller than it was before but eventually it died back to what it originally was as Adam stopped and slumped back into his seat with his head between his hands. After a long silence he spoke again, his voice cracking, "I'm not okay Alice..."
"I'm not okay either," she replied, "I failed you all trying to keep you out of the real fight and here we are, the last of White Rabbit sitting on a hill looking at our failures."
Alice tossed her beer bottle as hard as she could and raised her hand pointing her finger at the bottle as it tumbled and suddenly it burst as if she had shot it.
"You'll never understand it from my point of view. Both you and Amy never saw me again after 2007, after Natas and Alucard tore apart D.C. I couldn't be the mother you both needed and fight a proxy war with Umbrella at the same time. That's where Eight came in... And that's where I went underground working with JW to minimize the damage topside. White Rabbit didn't have to face 357 or Dead Sight mark 5 because of our work, it didn't have to cross paths with ExCell during the ground war, and meanwhile Sears trusted us with his own Clone, the very same one that has done the most damage to Umbrella, Tricell, Gentek, and ExCell..."
"Adam, I don't trust anyone but myself, even those I love. No hard feelings," she said.
He wiped his face and shook his head. He understood, he hated it so much that he did, but he understood. "I get it. I don't know why. I should be so much more angrier... but I'm not." He grabbed another beer and opened it. He used to hate the taste of them once upon a time, used to hate the taste of alcohol in general. Times change people. "Looking back on it... This is what we wanted all those years ago. Just never thought we'd get it this way. Y'know?" He put the beer to his lips and tilted the bottle, not lowering it until it was empty. "Despite, everything, I'm not mad at you. And I think deep down, I never was. Just mad at myself and needed someone to project it on." He tossed the bottle away. "
The sun was finally beginning to set just over the snowy mountains behind the city, one of the only two beautiful things he remembered about this rotten old place. "I don't know anymore, I'm going to visit her grave... And then after that I don't know anymore. I'm tired... Never thought I'd get there given what I am. But I'm so tired... of all of this." He passed her the rest of the beers and stood up from his seat stretching and grabbing his bag. "I wanted to see you, the real you one last time."
"The grave is empty Adam," Alice said before he could leave just yet, "we have no idea where her body actually is but Sarah passed along the info that they're burying a coffin to make it look nice and to keep suspicion away."
She was getting to her feet as well, "I'll give the beer to LJ he's waiting for me at the car. Adam, there's someone else out there looking into this. I don't know if he got in touch with you yet but I'm willing to bet he's currently sending a message to Birkin right now. I'm done with this fight, but if you need any information. Please don't hesitate to get in touch."
"I'm not." He shook his head. "I'm not getting back in." He trailed off, "And I don't care if it's empty or not. I need to say my goodbyes to something." He turned to face her, he wanted to tell her didn't plan on going on. That he didn't know when, where, or how but this was going to be his absolute last hurrah. He stood there for the briefest of moments before abruptly, and rather uncharacteristically embraced her in a tight hug. It was the kind of hug that sent a message to most. Once the moment had passed he broke off the hold and looked at her. "Goodbye ma." He turned away and started heading for his vehicle.
Alice made way back for LJs car, she slid into the passenger seat with tears in her eyes. LJ didn't saying anything, he just started the car and pulled out the space. After a couple minutes he finally broke the silence.
"Is that beer for me," he asked.
"Good. When we get back to your place, we'll have a toast to Amy," he replied touching his right cheek with his hand remembering the last time he saw her.