The Wanderer

[Vennesa Bristoe]

Location: London, England
Weather: Clear sunset
Terrain: Forest
Time: 7:35pm

Seven thirty five, sunset. The monsters had taken over the city? No, not really and although it had happened already, Vennesa wasn't that into wanting it to happen again.

Umbrella HQ, a day to remember and although she was sure she had done the right thing, she was left with a sense of something that didn't seem right. Maybe it was the fact that she had got rid of the woman who had pestered her for so many years, Christine Helen, or was it the fact that she had left the B.S.A.A., her family, with the thought that she had been caught in an explosion? She left everyone to live in the wild because she was a target no matter which side she was on.

Snatch!

Vennesa turned her head to see a squirrel in a trap she had laid out hours prior. She looked at the furry animal as its dark bubbly eyes peered back at her. It took her a moment but she came to the realization that the squirrel was very much her.

She was the squirrel, a being that wanted to help, get her family what they needed, in the squirrel's instance food, but was trapped in such a situation that it didn't matter which way it looked, she couldn't escape.

It was a silly comparison really and she often thought about random things like that. What else was she to do? She tried to keep as far away from the city as she could so not many people were around for chit chat. It wasn't like the city was infested with zombies, no no not at all, but with Optimus in Umbrella's place in the city chain, she often wondered when things were going to start up again. She was still skeptical.

That wasn't to say she didn't make her way into the city once a week. Actually she did but she didn't stay there for long. She got what she needed and got out. There was no need to stay especially when everyone she spoke to thought she was mad. She was a mad person with money but that didn't change anything though. She had hacked both Umbrella's and the B.S.A.A.'s bank accounts before everything went AWRY. She cleared out Umbrella's and took a large sum from the B.S.A.A.. Maybe that was the reason why she felt that something was off. She didn't know anymore. In both parties' eyes she was done for.

Making her way over to the trap, Vennesa looked over the squirrel for a moment only to come to the conclusion that it was best to let it go. She opened up the device she had created and let the animal sniff around before tearing down the leafy path into the distance.