I do not own Capcom or any of the characters that they have created, nor do I own the characters and storylines in S.D. Perry's Resident evil novels. This story, however, is mine.

I felt like doing a story based on both the video game and the novels. How often does this happen? With the continuity problems in both the games and the novels, it's a pretty tall order. Now, to set up the story, say that all the games (Resident Evil 0, Resident Evil, Resident Evil 2, Resident Evil 3, Resident Evil Code: Veronica, Resident Evil Survivor, Resident Evil Gaiden, and Resident Evil Dead Aim) have happened like they're supposed to. Now take the happenings in only S.D. Perry's second novel, Caliban Cove, and add those events. Nothing in Underworld has happened yet. You've now come to the beginning...

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Chapter 1- Prelude

"Sirs, preliminary reports are coming in on all targets." The young soldier saluted sharply, then stood at parade rest as he awaited further instructions.

"Very good, Corporal James. Dismissed." The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the table replied.

"Aye, sir. I'll be standing by if you need me." The soldier answered, then turned on his heel and left quickly to attend to other duties.

"Yes, very good indeed. These bastards have been a great deal of trouble to us, and now we'll end their pathetic little lives." Jackson said with a particularly evil grin, seemingly excited by the thought. He turned towards his laptop before the younger of his two companions interrupted him.

"Are you sure this is necessary, Jackson?" the man in the blue suit asked. "After all, we don't need to waste time poring over this, we could just send units out and kill them." The man at the head of the table silenced him with a sharp glance.

"Just read it, Jay." The three began to sift through the information collected about their hated enemies.

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Andrews, John- 38, former Alpha team communications expert & field scout for S.T.A.R.S. Exeter branch. Lost close friends Steve Lopez & Karen Driver at Caliban Cove, hates Umbrella for causing their deaths. Was instrumental in preventing Nicolas Griffith (deceased) from infecting the world with T-virus strain. Broke three ribs & punctured a lung in the operation, saved by David Trapp & Rebecca Chambers from Cove waters after explosion in the lab. Current whereabouts are in Vermont with the above.

Birkin, Sherry- 16, daughter of Umbrella scientists William & Annette Birkin (both deceased). Currently a prisoner of ex-S.T.A.R.S. captain Albert Wesker. Quiet & shy, but very intelligent for her age. Praised for living as long as she did on her own during viral outbreak. Survived Raccoon City disaster with help of Claire Redfield & Leon Kennedy. Carries T-virus vaccine in her bloodstream. Very dependent on adults, has a problem with being left alone. Resides at H.C.F. headquarters in Texas at the moment.

Burton, Barry- 42, former Alpha team weapons specialist for Raccoon City S.T.A.R.S. branch. Munitions expert, crack shot. Served with Chris Redfield for long amount of time, they are close friends. Survived Spencer estate mission, saved Jill Valentine & Carlos Oliveira from Raccoon City. Involved in U.S.S. Starlight incident. Currently in California with Leon Kennedy & Lucia. Friendly with people he trusts, fiercely protective of his family. Wife- Kathy, daughters- Moira & Poly Anne.

Chambers, Rebecca- 22, the former medic for Raccoon S.T.A.R.S. Bravo team, very inexperienced. Has background in biochemistry, graduated college at age 17. Youngest member ever recruited for S.T.A.R.S. active duty, first mission to Spencer estate. Served on strike team that went to Caliban Cove with S.T.A.R.S. Exeter branch operatives John Andrews & David Trapp. Is very insightful, but occasionally worries too much about people she cares for. Is now in Vermont with Trapp & Andrews.

Coen, Billy- 30, previously a first lieutenant in the Marine Corps, dishonorably discharged following a court-marshal blaming him for the murder of a group of fellow Marines (was set up by Umbrella in order to be sent to Spencer mansion lab to be used in experiments). Got loose in Arklay forest & escaped the destruction of a secret Umbrella facility with the assistance of S.T.A.R.S. Bravo team medic Rebecca Chambers. Left Chambers before Spencer mansion incident, whereabouts unknown.

Ginovaef, Nicholai- 39, former sergeant in U.B.C.S., one of Umbrella's supervisors in the Raccoon outbreak test. Very unstable, considered insane. Served for number of years in the Russian armed forces, was sent into Raccoon to make sure none of the U.B.C.S. left Raccoon alive. After leaving, came back to Umbrella, promoted for service in Raccoon. Now is head of security at Umbrella Pharmaceutical international headquarters in Austria. Thought to be a danger, not to be trusted.

Hunk- 40, alias Mr. Death; real name confidential. Known for taking Umbrella reconnaissance missions with low survivor rate. Completely flawless record, never disappoints. The best of Umbrella's special ops division. Sent into Raccoon after the viral outbreak to retrieve a sample of William Birkin's G-virus. After returning, he was promoted for meritorious service to special operations division head. Resides in Austria nearby Umbrella Pharmaceutical HQ. Usually listed under false name James Cooper.

Kennedy, Leon Scott- 25, previously a rookie in the Raccoon Police Department. Excellent shot, fair tactician. After escaping Raccoon outbreak with Claire Redfield & Sherry Birkin, he was captured and separated from Birkin by a mysterious organization targeting Umbrella. He joined them & was sent on a recon mission to the U.S.S. Starlight, a luxury liner housing Umbrella bio-weapons. He escaped thanks to fellow operative Barry Burton & a young girl named Lucia. Is now in California.

Klein, Lott & Lily- 17 & 13, very self-sufficient, trust people easily. Lived on Sheena Island with Umbrella scientist parents (both deceased). Met Ark Thompson after viral outbreak, Helped them get off Sheena alive. Lily is very dependent on her older brother & Thompson, has problems with abandonment issues. Lott is quiet & mostly introverted, doesn't talk much to any adults. They seem to be opening up to Thompson, with whom they have developed a strong sense of trust. Live together in Minnesota with Thompson.

Ling, Fong- 25, former covert operator for the Safety Department of China. Efficient, sometimes brutal in her actions. Sent on mission to take down Morpheus D. Duvall, a fanatical ex-Umbrella scientist, before he could unleash the T and G series viruses on the world. Republic of China thought she had failed, tried to exterminate her. She took out Duvall with American agent Bruce McGivern. Currently in China trying to discover the reason for her attempted termination at the hands of her employers.

Lucia- 16, last name unknown. Acted as host for experimental B.O.W. on U.S.S. Starlight. Saved by Leon Kennedy & Barry Burton, Kennedy was subsequently infected with the same organism Lucia was. Got back to the states & he underwent the same operation to remove creature, seems to have fully recovered. She is now Burton's adopted daughter, because she has no memory or records of her past & family. Is now in California under care of Burton & Kennedy, contains valuable info in her DNA.

McGivern, Bruce- 27, covert operator for the anti-Umbrella Pursuit Investigation team of U.S. STRATCOM with Burton and Kennedy. Has a strong sense of justice and may act recklessly without concern for his own life. Often bordering on out of control, but does a first class job. Sent on mission to take down Duvall before he could unleash the T and G viruses on the world. Saved Chinese agent Fong Ling, with whom he defeated and destroyed Duvall. Whereabouts are in California.

Oliveira, Carlos- 25, able pilot, excellent shot. Former U.B.C.S. member. Sent into Raccoon by Umbrella to test experimental bio-weapons (he was told they were rescuing civilians). Found out what evils Umbrella was implementing, quit Umbrella & partnered with S.T.A.R.S. member Jill Valentine. Escaped Raccoon with assistance from Valentine & Barry Burton. Holds extreme wrath towards Umbrella agent Nicholai Ginovaef. Presently in France with Valentine, looking for Chris Redfield.

Redfield, Chris- 29, Former Alpha team marksman for Raccoon S.T.A.R.S. Expert marksman, able hand-to-hand combatant. Discharged from USAF for insubordination. Drifted until he ran into Barry Burton who recruited him for S.T.A.R.S. Served under Albert Wesker until Spencer estate mission. He left to Europe before the Raccoon outbreak & tracked his sister to the Rockfort prison facility & the Antarctic Transport base after she was captured. He is now in Paris with Claire, scouting facilities.

Redfield, Claire- 23, college student in Pennsylvania. Unpredictable, extremely dangerous. Survived Raccoon City disaster with Leon Kennedy & Sherry Birkin, left after escape to find her brother. Was caught in Umbrella administrative facility, transferred to Rockfort, escaped to Antarctic transport facility with assistance from Steve Burnside (deceased). Left facility with brother after its destruction. Very resourceful, has knack for getting into trouble. With Chris in Paris.

Thompson, Ark- 26, former government investigator, graduated with Leon Kennedy from same academy, best friends. Sent by Kennedy to investigate Umbrella activity on Sheena Island. T-virus released on Sheena by island commander, Vincent Goldman (deceased), uncontrolled infection spread across island. Escaped after fighting experimental Tyrant, Left with Lott & Lily Klein (Ark is now their adopted father). Thorough & insightful, now in Minnesota with the Klein siblings following Umbrella leads.

Trapp, David- 44, Previous captain for the S.T.A.R.S. Exeter branch in Maine. amazing military mind, excellent soldier. Lost two teammates on operation to Caliban Cove, blames himself for their deaths. His confidence in his leadership has been shaken; he doesn't want to command anymore. Made a pledge to take Umbrella down after S.T.A.R.S. directors' betrayal & subsequent conversion to Umbrella's payroll. Now in Vermont with Rebecca Chambers & John Andrews sifting through the S.T.A.R.S. network for allies.

Valentine, Jill- 27, former Alpha machine expert for the S.T.A.R.S. team, Raccoon branch. Excellent hand-to-hand combatant, very dangerous. Adept in operating mechanical & technological equipment. Served on U.S. Delta Force, promoted to Alpha team quickly under Albert Wesker. Survived mission to Spencer estate, stayed in Raccoon during destruction, saved by Carlos Oliveira & Barry Burton. Very brave young woman, strong convictions. Now with Oliveira in France searching for Chris Redfield.

Wesker, Albert- 42, the final surviving member of the Raccoon S.T.A.R.S. team. Extremely deceptive, will trade alliances randomly for his own purposes. Supposedly died in Spencer estate explosion. Joined Umbrella rival H.C.F., was infected with a virus that made him incredibly strong, fast & invincible. Hates most of the Raccoon S.T.A.R.S. for the failure of his mission in the Spencer/Arklay lab. Umbrella developed counter-virus for his pathogen, not tested yet. Whereabouts currently unknown.

Wong, Ada- 33, previously an espionage agent sent into Raccoon to recover the G-virus, thought to have perished in the underground lab explosion. Was found before destruction of lab & rescued by Albert Wesker, followed him back to H.C.F. Excellent espionage tactics, master spy. Spotless record for H.C.F., Raccoon mission was first failed operation. Dislikes Umbrella for almost causing her death. Usually at H.C.F. headquarters in Texas, but has not been sighted for some time.

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Jackson stood up and stretched himself, studying his companions with a shrewd intensity. Together, the three of them comprised the inner circle of Umbrella's management, the most powerful force in the corporate world. Sidney Coleman had a thoughtful look on his face as he finished reading the report. He sipped at his Earl Grey tea and nodded his head, his thinning salt-and-pepper hair waving. Jay Reston finished reading and stifled a yawn, thoroughly convinced that the biohazard survivors posed no real threat. Jackson cleared his throat as he resumed his seat, immediately drawing the attention of the other two men. While the three of them were all on somewhat equal footing, Jackson was the senior member of the circle and was considered the boss for most if not all occasions.

"Sidney, I want you to put in a call to Trent. I need his opinion of my plan." The stocky man stood up and buttoned the jacket of his suit, picked up his ever-present cup of tea, and left the room to contact the missing member of their circle. "Jay, you make sure that all of our facilities in America have security beefed up. I don't want to lose anymore labs." Reston nodded and left the room, heading to his own spacious office to make the necessary phone calls. Jackson smoothed his carefully groomed mustache as he called up his list of personnel on the small laptop. Finding what he was looking for, he paged his secretary.

"Miss Baker, will you send for Greenway, Palmer, Ivey, and Clark? I would like to speak with them."

"Right away, sir." The secretary quickly replied. He pivoted in his chair and stared out the conference room window. He judged it was about eight o'clock in the evening. When his loyal soldiers arrived about thirty minutes later, he studied each of them in turn. Before him he had his four most promising soldiers, fresh off training their platoons in Umbrella's back-up training facility, Creighton Island. Under normal circumstances, they would have been at Rockfort, but thanks to the Redfields, that particular facility no longer existed.

"I want the four of you to gather up twenty-five of your best men." He began slowly.

"One hundred soldiers? What for?" Captain Ivey interrupted. The portly officer straightened his coke-bottle thick glasses and squinted at the senior chairman. Brandon Ivey was the least organized of the four soldiers in the room, constantly fumbling his orders and losing his place in whatever he was doing. His one defining virtue was his ability to get his troops moving with little to no effort. They didn't always get the job done right, but they got it done first. Jackson glared at him with malevolence before continuing.

"You are going to be collecting the Umbrella biohazard survivors." Jackson explained. "Some of them are highly dangerous, and they are to be brought in alive to be thoroughly questioned and checked over to secure the secrecy of our operations."

"How many are there?" Major Palmer asked. Zach Palmer was the youngest of the officers ever given a command in Umbrella's small militia, but the major had proven his worth continuously as a crack shot and a computer expert of the highest order. Palmer ran a hand through his unruly brown hair and waited patiently for his commander to continue.

"All together," Jackson paused and thought for a moment. "twenty-one."

"This is overkill!" Ivey snorted.

"No, it's not." Jackson growled, quickly losing patience with the fat man. "Several are specially trained and very deadly. You will be taking them carefully, or they will begin to figure out the situation, then ally with each other. If they associate, you'll never get them."

"Then why a hundred men for only twenty-one, sir?" Colonel Greenway asked. "We have the best trained men in the world!" Clayton Greenway was the highest decorated soldier on Umbrella's payroll, but constantly turned down promotions due to his passion for, as he says, 'being in the trenches.' Greenway worked best under pressure and thrived on combat. He was a consummate professional, standing at attention with his piercing gaze and shaved head.

"Because if I don't send that many, you'll all be coming home in a shoebox. These men and women are some of the most unpredictable and explosive people on the planet. Now, the first target is Leon Kennedy. CPT Ivey, you will be going to San Diego to collect him. The rest of you will be getting specific instructions later." Jackson pivoted his chair around, a clear sign that the discussion was closed.

"This is idiotic!" Ivey cried. "Twenty-five soldiers after one man. What can one man possibly do?"

"This." The angry chairman replied. He slowly turned around to face the officer, revealing a .50 caliber magnum in his hand. Ivey barely had time to register disbelief before Jackson fired, the powerful round exploding what little brains the captain had out of the rear of his head and onto the bookcase behind him. The heavy, decapitated corpse sagged to the floor.

"Any other questions?" All that remained was wide-eyed silence and a questioning look from his brunette secretary through the glass doors of the conference room.

"I hope you learned from your comrade's mistake. I am not to be trifled with." he leaned over and pressed the button of his intercom once again. "Brandi, send the janitorial staff to the conference room whenever you get the chance."

"Yes, Mr. Cortlandt." The secretary replied.

"Now gentleman, I trust you can take care of this situation? Umbrella has twenty-one guests waiting for their invitations. Let's get on it, shall we?" When silence and dumbfounded nodding greeted him, he said, "Dismissed."

"Yes sir!" the three officers responded in unison and turned sharply to leave. The chairman leaned back over the table and picked up the phone. As soon as the handset left the cradle, the line went through to his personal assistant, Corporal Brian James. The wiry blond man had shown unwavering dedication to Jackson over the last few years, proving to be competent and able, but notoriously short-tempered.

"Yes, Mr. Cortlandt?" the corporal asked as soon as his cell phone rang.

"Come to the conference room, please." Jackson replied. The young soldier arrived moments later. "I want you to see if you can locate these persons that can't be found. I want to know where Albert Wesker, Ada Wong, and Billy Coen are by the time the first of my guests arrives."

"Are you sure it can be done, sir? It took all of our probe resources just to find out the information that we did." the corporal asked.

"Yes 'sergeant,' I have faith in you that you can do it. Of course, you know the price for failure." Jackson said quietly, gesturing toward the heavy-set corpse still slumped in the room.

"Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!" the newly promoted sergeant said and turned to leave and attend to his duties.

"Oh Brian, one more thing." Cortlandt said suddenly. The tall man reeled around and stared at him. "Cancel CPT Ivey's pension. He won't be needing it." SGT James slowly nodded and left. Grinning, Jackson Cortlandt sat down at the table and began to re-read the reports.