RECB1 Classic: Mayor Harris's Mansion

As Ben searched the current area he was in he spotted a shadow casting on the wall just around the corner from where he was standing he saw a partly opened door and hid inside waiting until right moment to attack..

Ben Winters wrote:

As Ben searched the current area he was in he spotted a shadow casting on the wall just around the corner from where he was standing he saw a partly opened door and hid inside waiting until right moment to attack..

DRAKE continues to walk her way down the corridor; her steps echoing against the hallow walls of the former Mayor of Raccoon's Mansion. She pauses, shifting her weight on the balls of her feet as she got closer to a corner. Her weight pressing back against the wall, she slowly side steps and pokes her head gently around the corner, her Assault Rifle ready in her right hand, while she slips out her combat knife with her left, holding the weapon blade down. She slowly brings the blade up, using it's mirror polished blade to reflect if anyone was lying in wait around the corner.

She spots the open door and lowers her knife, bringing her weapon up she rounds the corner with the FAMAS's butt pressed against her right shoulder, while her left hand held the blade; the back of her left palm rested in front of the trigger guard of the weapon as she gently tapped the door's frame.

Ben was currently standing in a darkened room of the mansion he then heard someone tapping on the outside of the door luckily for him the door open away from him he took out out his Handgun and Knife he quietly moved over to the door and waited for the right moment as whoever was on the other side of the door didn't know he was there he partially crouched down and prepared himself for what was about to happen..

DRAKE stood there for a moment, silent as the dead, before a small grin formed upon her lips. She walks and pushed the door closed, leaving whoever may or may not be occupying the room in the darkness as the door sets bolt in place. She then took twine and ducttape from her inventory and ties the wire to the knob before attaching it to the pin of a grenade like object which she then tapes to the wall beside the door frame. She giggled and whistles as she walks away. Without a care in the world.

Ben watches as the door closes he stands there for a moment confused he then hears some sort of whistling getting further away from the room he was in he quietly says "you gotta be shitting me" he pulls out his torch and scans the room he notices that he is in some sort of storage room he spots a broom some duct tape and a plastic cup that is roughly the same size as the door knob, He tapes the cup to the end of the broom and then places it over the door knob the then twists the broom causing the door knob to "unlock" he then tapes the other end of the brush to the small desk so he can push the desk to open the yet remain behind cover as he begins to push the desk he quietly says inside his mind "hahahaha you can't fool me" he leaves the door and throws out a smoke grenade and as it explodes he gives the desk one last push forcing the door fully open and bursts out of the room he fires a few rounds into the smoke and takes cover on the corner of the wall.

Ben Winters wrote:

Ben watches as the door closes he stands there for a moment confused he then hears some sort of whistling getting further away from the room he was in he quietly says "you gotta be shitting me" he pulls out his torch and scans the room he notices that he is in some sort of storage room he spots a broom some duct tape and a plastic cup that is roughly the same size as the door knob, He tapes the cup to the end of the broom and then places it over the door knob the then twists the broom causing the door knob to "unlock" he then tapes the other end of the brush to the small desk so he can push the desk to open the yet remain behind cover as he begins to push the desk he quietly says inside his mind "hahahaha you can't fool me" he leaves the door and throws out a smoke grenade and as it explodes he gives the desk one last push forcing the door fully open and bursts out of the room he fires a few rounds into the smoke and takes cover on the corner of the wall.

As the door is forced open, DRAKE's own Smoke grenade unpins itself and explodes causing an even more drastic obscure field of smoke. From the bullets that whizzed out from the smoke all had missed except for one that had grazed the right cheek of the crouching Asian Mercenary Spy. Her reaction didn't overall change as blood dripped from the wound in a soft trickle, but as soon as the crimson fluid dripped off her chin she smiled. Holding her FAMAS with the butt of the weapon against her shoulder, DRAKE fires the assault weapon in bursts into the cloud of smoke. The 5.56 tracer rounds marked their incendiary path through the cloud, though she had no true idea where her target may have run off too-this was merely to add to the fun. She ejects the half spent mag and slips in a fresh magazine; reaching back for the balcony she rolls back and drops down to the first floor foyer, running to a marble column where she hid in wait for him to show himself. In that meantime, she loaded some loose tracer rounds into the magazine she had just ejected. She chuckles under her breath. "You've got first blood, I'll admit that." she starts. "-but I'm gonna make you bloodier; just for compensation for my cheek you scratched." She said rather playfully, almost too giddy for this match.

Ben waited behind the corner while the FAMAS was being fired Ben waited for the the rifle to stop firing and as soon as it did he gave chase he stood on the balcony scanning the area he could see four marble columns he assumed that the target was hiding behind one of these columns but he didn't know which one he jumped down to the first floor and hid behind the closest column he checked how much ammo was left in his magazine he peeked around the column he was hiding behind although he couldn't see anyone he was still cautious. He placed his handgun into his holster and pulled out his Combat Knife along with one of the eight throwing knives he had around his waist, he then came out of hiding and slowly walked further into the foyer grasping both knives tightly in his hands.

She slipped the loaded mag into her bag, the FAMAS strapped around her shoulder and hung there. She pulls out flash grenade and rounds the corner appearing from his left. She smiled and whistled for his attention, pulling the pin of the grenade and lobbed it underhanded at him as if it were a softball before rushing off and sliding on her thigh behind cover again, pulling out her .45 STI Eagle. She pushed her back against the column, her right hand on the gun, her left on her combat knife again. She counts down for the weapon to explode.

The flash grenade landed near Ben's foot he looked down to the floor he kicked the grenade away from him but as he did it exploded he had just enough time to partially cover his eyes as he covered his eyes he stumbled backwards he threw his first throwing knife in the direction that the grenade came from and then went down on one knee with handgun drawn and fired the remainder of his magazine towards the location the grenade came from he began to reload his weapon....

She seen the throwing knives pass by her column as the bright light shined briefly. She turns around the corner of the column and catches Ben reloading. She quickly charges her target, a small smile upon her face, she drops down into a slide and instead of connecting her feet into his ankle or shin, she ends up landing upon her side much like this and slides with her legs behind the target:


She looks up to Ben and smiles. "Hai." she suddenly brought her arms down and swung out her legs in a leg sweep to knock Ben onto his back; she then back rolled onto the balls of her feet and leveled the .45 down at him. She smiles. "Bang." she says almost playfully. "Hmm...I don't think Aunt Cat would have had this much fun." she says before chuckling. "Then again...maybe she would. Heh." she then placed a boot upon his handgun. "Well...how would you like this to unfold Ben?" she asked with a slightly out of place smile.

Ben looks up at the woman smiles and then says in a mocking voice "Hai" he then sweeps the woman with his leg and causes her to fall onto her back he then jumps up onto his feet and quickly reloads his gun and again in the same voice as before "I don't know how would YOU like this to unfold" with his gun pointed at her he then smiles in rather annoying way.

She chuckled. "Not bad, not bad at all." she says before both of her ankles grappled onto his right leg; and she swings her lower body and thighs to her left, knocking him off balance again; however this time she side rolled to her right as he fell onto his left shoulder. She got to her feet, reaching down and then grabbed him by his collar. "Hmm... something a bit like this." she says before pulling him onto his feet again and slammed him into the nearby wall with his cheek right cheek pressed against the wall. She grinned, "You look kinda cute when your angry" she stuck out her tongue and backed up, pulling out her .45 and pulled back the slide ejecting the chambered round before ejecting her magazine tossing the purple gripped handgun aside. "Fisty cuffs, or..." she loosely held the pistol grip of her custom FAMAS which was still strapped around her chest and levels the laser sight upon the small of his back. "Or....I could give you a five second head start." she says licking the blood that was drying on her cheek.

Ben chuckled slightly which then turned into a full blown laugh he then start to jump on the spot shaking his arms and legs to loosen himself up he threw all of his weapons and equipment onto the ground and without hesitation he quickly performed a roundhouse kick to the woman's stomach followed by a swift knee to her chest. He then said "How about some fisty cuffs" he got into a fight stance and extended his right arm and made a "bring it" gesture with his hand and said "show me what you got" he added a smile.

Ben Winters wrote:

Ben chuckled slightly which then turned into a full blown laugh he then start to jump on the spot shaking his arms and legs to loosen himself up he threw all of his weapons and equipment onto the ground and without hesitation he quickly performed a roundhouse kick to the woman's stomach followed by a swift knee to her chest. He then said "How about some fisty cuffs" he got into a fight stance and extended his right arm and made a "bring it" gesture with his hand and said "show me what you got"  he added a smile.

She coughed and wheezed briefly before chuckling. She brought up her right hand and shook her finger at him. "Naughty naughty! You didn't say go." she says with grin. She took out the Desert Eagle as well as her VP70 and tossed them onto the floor before unstrapping the FAMAS from her shoulder. She took the strap off however and smiled at him. With one fluid movement she shot out the strap cord which tightened around Ben's right arm like a whip and pulled the man forwards a bit, causing him to lose his footing only slightly; she then rushed him, bringing the cord around his neck and pulled him back so that her chest was pressed tightly against his back. She then lowered her head to his right ear and whispered: "Go"

She then unwrapped the cord, tossing it aside and slammed her left elbow into his back. She jumped back a tad, pulsing on the balls of her feet like a boxer would, but held her arms out in a more relaxed and almost karate like posture. "I can bring it out, but can you handle it?" she asked snickering.

Ben coughed and rubbed his back "not bad my friend not bad" he then watched for a moment and quickly charged at the woman and delivered two punches to her stomach followed by a uppercut to her chin and then kicked the back of her legs causing her to fall on the ground then gave her a swift kick that made her spin onto her back and threw one last punch but stopped just inches away from her face and said "i can handle it, but can you" he finished with another smile as he jumped back leaving just enough space between the two.

Ben Winters wrote:

Ben coughed and rubbed his back "not bad my friend not bad" he then watched for a moment and quickly charged at the woman and delivered two punches to her stomach followed by a uppercut to her chin and then kicked the back of her legs causing her to fall on the ground then gave her a swift kick that made her spin onto her back and threw one last punch but stopped just inches away from her face and said "i can handle it, but can you" he finished with another smile as he jumped back leaving just enough space between the two.

DRAKE chuckled, rolling from her back then back to her feet. She felt blood trickle down from the corners of her mouth-she had partially bit her upper lip when he had performed the upper cut and could taste the red and coppery fluid in her mouth. She spits a wad of it out, and wipes her mouth with the back of one gloved hand. "Heh...You know I can." she then charged him in turn. She performs a jumping side kick to Ben's floating left ribs, her foot lodged there briefly before she jumped again, switching legs and aiming higher, she performs an aerial round house to Ben's chin. As the man recoiled slightly she backed up with a grin. "This combination isn't even finished yet.." she says darkly rushing in with a flurry of moderately powerful set of jabs and crosses to his upper chest and sternum, then reached up and formed her hands around the back of his head before lunging up, sending her knee right under his chin; with this she held on, changing her hands so that she held onto his neck as he recoiled back-forcing her weight upon him and forces the man teetering back; the back of his head hitting the marbled floor with a heavy THUD! and dazing him slightly. She now pinned his thighs with her knees, sitting over him in a rather suggestive manner as she leaned over him and smiled into his face.

"Ahh... on your back and in pain...just the way I like it." She says almost playfully, before swinging a series of punches into Ben's face, switching from her left hand to her right, smirking slightly as she punched one cheek, causing his face to recoil and line itself up for her opposite hand to punch him back to her other hand again.

Ben still dazed from when his head hit the floor feels the woman's punches becoming more and more violent as she lifts her left hand he see this as a chance to break free he gives the woman a quick left hook followed by a right hook as she stands back up slightly dazed Ben jumps to his feet and and performs a jumping roundhouse to her chest knocking back but not off of her feet, Ben then falls to one knee using his right hand as support so he doesn't fall any further like this:
blood now dripping from the corner of his mouth and his face he looks at the woman now panting due to feeling weakened he spits some blood onto the floor and says "okay you got me good there" Ben begins to stand and as he does he says "But i'm not quite finished yet" Ben then takes off his jacket revealing a a white T-shirt and his toned arms and throws it to the floor he then charges at the woman stopping just in front of her he extends his fingers just in front of her chest and executes the famous one inch punch which sends her reeling back Ben then stands there with his arms down by his side and waits.

Ben Winters wrote:

Ben still dazed from when his head hit the floor feels the woman's punches becoming more and more violent as she lifts her left hand he see this as a chance to break free he gives the woman a quick left hook followed by a right hook as she stands back up slightly dazed Ben jumps to his feet and and performs a jumping roundhouse to her chest knocking back but not off of her feet, Ben then falls to one knee using his right hand as support so he doesn't fall any further like this:
blood now dripping from the corner of his mouth and his face he looks at the woman now panting due to feeling weakened he spits some blood onto the floor and says "okay you got me good there" Ben begins to stand and as he does he says "But i'm not quite finished yet" Ben then takes off his jacket revealing a a white T-shirt and his toned arms and throws it to the floor he then charges at the woman stopping just in front of her he extends his fingers just in front of her chest and executes the famous one inch punch which sends her reeling back Ben then stands there with his arms down by his side and waits.

DRAKE coughs, feeling the wind being knocked from her as she crashes with her back against the wall. She heaves her chest over her knees and breathes heavily. She looks up at Ben and licks her lips. "A driving one inch punch huh?...not bad. That's a skill that takes a lot of practice...have you been holding out on me Benjamin?" she says with a chuckle. Her body was aching, but she thought she had enough in her yet. She slowly rolls her back up, her arms slumped; sweat dripped from her long bangs, and her cheeks. She unzips her suit partly, the rounded curves of her cleavage were exposed, bobbing and beaded with sweat that trickled down the length of her chest. Her breasts heaved with each pant, she slowly rolled her shoulders and backed up, snapping her head back to allow her long silky black bangs to sling over her shoulder. She puffed looking down at her chest then back to Ben. She winks at him and chuckles. "Like what you see?" she brings up her arms, bending her right elbow back and making a fist, and brought out her left hand with her palm open.

Ben looks DRAKE and smiles "maybe i have been holding back, but it seems it's time to pull out the stops" Ben then raised his left arm so it was partially across his chest but pointing upward at a slight angle and right arm was at hip level like this:

he then charged forward towards DRAKE and delivers a a rapid succession of punches landing in various places he then grabs her arm and throws her over his shoulder making sure she lands on her feet and then kicks her in the back causing her to be pushed forward the force causing her to bend slightly forward Ben then jumps over her back in a leapfrog style which places him just to the side of her he then performs a muay thai style jumping knee which causes to slightly lift off of the ground upon landing Ben hits her in the stomach with the palm of his hand (Similar to Wesker's cobra strike) which sends DRAKE flying back and causes her to land on the floor with a heavy thud, Ben then pauses for a moment with fists raised and looks at DRAKE he then say "Haha i've still got it" Ben finishes with a chuckle then turns his back on DRAKE and begins to walk away with his hands in his pocket "oh yeah i didn't like what i saw okay well maybe i did but i won't be distracted so easily"

In a flash, a few of Ben's hairs on his head suddenly were clipped by something that had flashed as it passed by his right ear. Embedding in the wall was one of the throwing knives he had removed from his weapons, and Drake was laying beside his weapon cache. "Hehe, thanks, but it'll probably be the last two things you will see!" she says back rolling and then tossed three more of his throwing knives in his direction, pulling out her knife from her holster and ran towards Ben with blade in hand!

Ben turned around and saw three more knives coming his way he managed to avoid two but the third impaled his shoulder Ben let out a painful grunt he then clocked onto DRAKE who was running at him with her knife she slashed her knife in a diagonal motion cutting through the fabric of Ben's shirt and slicing his chest in the process he pulled the knife out of his shoulder and slashed at DRAKE hoping to connect which he did but only very lightly caught her cheek. "Haha so you wanna play dirty do ya" Ben then lightly kicked DRAKE so he could create a bit of distance between the two he then looked at the wound on his chest and shoulder and thought to himself "She got me pretty good there i need to end this now before she ends me" He then looked at the woman and said to DRAKE in a deep gruff tone "Shall we begin"

Drake smiled, the cross shape mark now formed due to it running over her gunshot scratch. She reached up and chuckled. "That wasn't very nice, that it was not." she purred, then added: "This fight is over, that it is." she said like her favorite Rurouni. She points the blade at him momentarily, then hooks her elbow, bringing her other hand around her right elbow; the butt of her blade now pointed at Ben. A small red beam radiated from her knife's butt, hovering around his chest briefly. She cracked a small smile, pressing a small trigger two small needle like prongs shot out of the knife and embedded themselves into Ben's chest-the small wires attached to the prongs to DRAKE's knife, sending 1.5 million volts of electricity into Ben's body, shocking his nerves and sending him into a convulsive state. As he fell to his knees, DRAKE stepped up to him, holding her knife loosely. "In 2005, I...Aunt Catherine had trained to use both her Combat Knife as well as a Stun Blade. This weapon combines both of those. No... I don't necessarily want to kill you despite this being a death match." she says sending a second blast of electrical shock energy through his body.

Ben currently on the floor with a huge amount of electricity running through his body he managed to get out a few words to DRAKE "good to hear" in one fluid movement Ben stabbed DRAKE in the leg with the knife he still had in his hand the current now passed through to DRAKE "It's not quite over yet" Ben added

Ben Winters wrote:

Ben currently on the floor with a huge amount of electricity running through his body he managed to get out a few words to DRAKE "good to hear" in one fluid movement Ben stabbed DRAKE in the leg with the knife he still had in his hand the current now passed through to DRAKE "It's not quite over yet" Ben added

She felt the blade's sharp edge penetrate, first the skin tight clothes she wore held it back-hell the suit could take bullets and not tear or scratch or harm DRAKE inside; but by some sheer force of will and adrenaline the man before her managed to somehow tear through her suit's exterior and puncture through her left leg. Her eyes rolled back, her suit may be insulated, but since the charged blade had entered her.

She spasmed and shook, her finger seemed almost glued to the trigger due to her convulsing muscle spasm's her mouth agape and a jittery scream bellowed from within her. Somehow, she managed to let go of the trigger and the knife dropped from her hand, clanging onto the floor. She fell onto the knee which had the blade impaled in it; her body smoking and twitching; her wide white eyes watery and cracked red while her mouth still hung agape, brining forth a new sound; a shaky pain wrenching short burst series of whimpers and grunts. Her eyelids blinking slowly, her hand creeping down to her leg where the knife lay embedded. "J-Jesus man!" she started, wrapping her hands around his wrist which still held the blade. "Tha-that was just not cool!---AH!!" she screams, pushing his arm away, forcing him to pull the blade along with him; blood sprayed from her wound and the young Asian spin kicked with her good leg to send him flying back. She collects her knife, detaching the wires from the pommel before reaching back into her fanny pack and pulled out a roll of medical tape. She quickly bandaged her wound tight enough not to cut circulation off before stepping back; her knife at the ready, the blades tip pointed down by her elbow in her left hand, her right hand free but raised to protect her face as she looked across to Ben.

Ben fell to the floor he then stood up and shook his entire body and said under his breath "fucking Tazers, electric shocks, little itty bitty surprises like that, ARGH i hate them" he then walked over to his Weapon Cache and picked up his combat knife and the strap that contained the four remaining throwing knives and strapped it to his left leg he gripped his combat knife in his right hand with the blade pointing slightly upwards and his left hand had a throwing knife pointing to the floor "okay you, it's time we end this little game,Come on lets do this" Ben prepared himself for what maybe his last fight