**Ada Wong: Biohazard Hunter**

Prompt: Ada Wong, From Umbrella Corporation,destroying biohazards to save BamBam from GOT7

In the heart of a crumbling city overrun by the undead, Ada Wong stood silently against the backdrop of chaos. Crimson flames danced around twisted remnants of buildings, casting flickering shadows that seemed to taunt her with every gust of wind. The Umbrella Corporation had left its mark on this place—its unyielding ambition fuelled by unethical experimentation, turning what was once a vibrant metropolis into a graveyard of biohazards. But today, she had a mission that transcended the usual corporate shadowplay: she had to save BamBam from GOT7. The alarm bells rang louder in her mind than the sirens on the streets. Scoffing at the absurdity of the situation, Ada flicked her crimson hair over her shoulder and tightened her grip on the pistol holstered at her side. It had been weeks since news of the missing idol reached her. BamBam, with his spirited charm and determination, had unknowingly stepped into the web of a new Umbrella operation—one that was gaining notoriety for capturing high-profile targets for their nefarious bioweapon experiments. Gathering intel from various sources, Ada learned that BamBam was being held in a heavily fortified facility on the outskirts of the city. The location was riddled with biohazard creatures—monstrosities birthed from the remnants of corporate greed. Her heart quickened at the thought of him trapped in a place where humanity no longer existed, replaced instead by horrors born of science gone wrong. With an agile leap, Ada navigated the debris of a collapsed street, her dark combat attire cloaked in shadows. Each step was calculated, her instincts honed from years of evading traps set by the very corporation she once served. She’d been trained to eliminate threats, and today, the threat was not just a biohazard—it was the risk of losing someone she had never expected to feel such concern for. As she approached the facility, Ada surveyed the perimeter. Guard towers loomed high with sentinels keeping watch; floodlights swept across the terrain, scanning for any sign of intruders. The tension in the air was palpable, each moment stretching like the dark shadows cast by the looming structures. But, as if guided by fate, as she moved further in, she spotted an inexorably familiar shadow—a flicker that danced behind barricaded windows on the ground floor. BamBam. His figure was unmistakable, dressed in a tattered outfit that bore no resemblance to the fashion icon he was known to be. Ada’s heart clenched, a sense of urgency propelling her forward. She could see him through a grimy glass pane, pacing in a dimly lit cell, frustration pouring off him in waves. She couldn’t let him suffer any longer; he needed her help. Drawing from her vast array of tools, Ada formulated a plan. First, she had to disable the security systems. A swift infiltrator, her reflexes took over as she crawled beneath the fence, avoiding the detection beams. The moment she slipped through, a small explosion erupted in the distance—one of many as she expertly detonated the components of the infected beasts roaming the area, drawing attention away from her intrusions. Using her hacking skills, she maneuvered her way through the facility’s electronic systems, deftly disabling alarms and unlocking doors. In moments, the quiet hum of machinery grew louder, drowning out the howl of danger that surrounded her. It felt almost surreal as she crept closer to BamBam—to think she was willing to run headfirst into the very graveyard of horrors she had spent countless operations dismantling. As she reached the cell block, the flickering lights cast an eerie glow on the walls, revealing grotesque shadows of mutated creatures beyond the cages—abominations clawing helplessly at the bars. Each step echoed in the stillness, making her seem a ghost within this labyrinth of despair. Then, she heard him—the soft swish of fabric, the faint murmurs of despair muffled by metal. “BamBam?” she whispered just outside his cell. His eyes widened, disbelief giving way to relief. “Ada! Is it really you?” She quickly worked the lock on his cell door, and with a click, it swung open. BamBam rushed into her arms, grasping her tightly as if she were a lifeline in a stormy sea. “I thought I was done for! They…” he hesitated, words escaping him in a jumble, “…they kept saying they were going to use me for experiments!” “Not on my watch,” Ada promised, pulling away to examine him. He looked exhausted but unbroken. Relief washed over her like a cool tide—she had gotten to him just in time. Suddenly, the alarms blared to life. Red lights cascaded across the hall as footsteps echoed ominously towards them. “We have to move! Now!” Ada exclaimed, her instincts kicking into overdrive. They sprinted through the narrow hallways, dodging guards and navigating through halls lined with biohazard tanks, each harboring grotesque remnants of Umbrella’s experiments. Heart pounding, BamBam glanced at Ada, fear framing his expression. “I’m not leaving the city without them knowing I’m gone! They can’t let a high-profile target slip away!” “I know what I’m doing,” she returned, unwavering, pushing them toward the emergency exit marked by stark lights and panic. “Just follow my lead.” Opening the door, they burst into the night, the cold air biting at their skin. The chaos of outside was the opposite of the claustrophobic dread inside. Streetlights flickered erratically, and the distant sound of biohazards echoed like an ominous choir. Suddenly, a massive creature barreled onto the street—a fusion of twisted human and monstrous anatomy, ravenous for prey. “Get back!” Ada shouted, pulling out her sidearm and firing at the chaotic figure. Each shot rang true, forcing the creature to stagger back, but she could feel that it wouldn’t be long before more attention turned their way. “Can you fight?” she asked without looking back. BamBam nodded, adrenaline rushing through him. “Just tell me what to do!” “Cover me while I distract it!” She dashed back towards the creature, her agility dodging its grasp as BamBam picked up a piece of debris, going in for the monster’s flank. With bullets and strategic maneuvers, they worked in unison, albeit amidst desperation, taking down the monstrosity piece by piece until—a final shot rang out. The creature collapsed to the ground in a limp heap, and they panted in the sudden stillness. “Let’s go before more show up,” Ada urged, and together they fled into the labyrinthine alleys that led back to safety. As the adrenaline subsided, BamBam glanced at her. “I can’t believe you risked your life to save me.” Ada’s lips curled into a faint smile—humanity lingered beneath her stoic exterior. “You’re worth it, BamBam.” They emerged from the darkness, stepping into the moonlit streets, leaving behind a nightmare that would haunt them both. But in that moment, saved from the abyss of Umbrella’s malignance, Ada knew that some bonds forged amidst suffering could shine even in the deepest darkness.