Resident Evil Fanfic (Carlos Oliveira) - The Hummingbird Protocol
Resident Evil 3 Remake: Raccoon City is dead. The U.B.C.S. is compromised.
Carlos Oliveira doesn't look for hope-he looks for targets.
"Carlos found the maid just past the dining room entrance. He crouched out of habit, checking the cooling skin of her throat for a pulse he knew wasn't there, and pressed two fingers briefly to the floor beside her hand—a silent acknowledgment of the life lost. Then, he keyed his radio. "This is Squad A. Civilian casualty, residential entrance. Gunshot, close range. She didn't even have a chance to run."" - Chapter 3
"Carlos held her a little tighter. Very quietly, he pressed a brief kiss to the top of her head—the way one might bless a sleeping child—and leaned back against the cold wall." - Chapter 11
"Carlos looked at her—the absolute, vulnerable honesty of her—and felt something warm move through his chest. It was a feeling he had no business having in the middle of a war zone. He shoved it down, but he didn't pull away. In the quiet, the smell of his gear—gun oil, dust, and the lingering scent of something metallic—seemed to fill the small space between them, marking the boundary of the world he was trying to keep her safe from." - Chapter 24
"You are Salmon Pink. You are Page 67. You are five days of embroidery and a "birthday cake flavor" protein bar. You are the girl who looked up in the snow and made the right call and came home safe.
That’s why. That’s the whole answer.
Much love, Carlos" - Chapter 61
INFO:
*I changed Carlos's age from 21 (RE3 remake) to 27~29 years old in 1999 in this story
*Tyrell Patrick still alive in my story