Chapter 1

June 3rd, year unknown - 12:00am - The U.S. White House

Over the Pacific

It was midnight when we chose to retreat. The infected had gotten out of control and we were running out of supplies and options at the time. I had talked to Wesker and we decided it would be best if we went to Africa with the little supplies we had left. The infected weren't as bad there, so we decided to just head there instead.

But before we left, we ran into an old friend again.

Rain Ocampo.

We captured her and tied her up. Looks like she kept her promise about coming after me.

Anyway, we were all talking to the survivors that were already in Africa. There was about a city full of soldiers and supplies.

We were filling the soldiers in about what happened in Washington and how we were forced to retreat.

The soldier, Jordan McCullen, was on the other side of the screen and listened very closely. Jordan seemed to understand what we needed.

"Well, we have enough supplies to last a whole year for an entire country so, you guys will be good here. Plus we have a lot of hotels, motels, houses, apartments, etc.. Whatever you need we got it. How many survivors do you think you have Alice?"

I looked behind me at Wesker and he mouthed 33. I turned back around at Jordan. "33 approximately."

Jordan nodded. "Okay. When you get here, there will be a lot of soldiers but they won't harm you. I'll be along with them and I'll let them know that it's you."

I nodded, hope surging through my veins for the first time in a long time. "Alright. Most things are settled then?"

Jordan nodded. "Yup. Oh and hey, what about the prisoner that you mentioned?"

I looked over at Rain. She was glaring at her boots, but she never looked up. "She's here with us. Do you have a cell we could possibly put her in?"

Jordan shrugged. "If you call a fancy hotel room a cell. Let's just say it has something to do with house arrest. We don't have any prisons down here. We learned about that the first time we stepped into Africa."

I sighed, but nodded. "Okay. I'm just going to let you in on a little secret. Rain can't die. The only thing we can do for now is keep her stable."

Jordan also sighed. "Not a problem with us. What does Rain look like?"

I heard some shuffling and grunting, but soon Rain appeared and I moved so that Jordaan could a good look at her. I was surprised when Rain's glare turned into a frown at the sight of Jordan.

After about a minute of the stare-down between Rain and Jordan, the guards pulled Rain back over to the bench and sat her down.

I went back over to the screen. "So anyway, we'll be there soon. We're about 6 hours from the African coast right now."

Someone yelled for Jordan on the other side of the screen. Jordan muttered something that was incoherent through her mouth.

"Alright, see you guys when you guys get here."

I nodded. "We're all looking forward to it."

Everyone in the huge helicopter cheered. I smiled, then I continued.

"Over and out."

Jordan saluted me. "Over and out." Then she gave me a small wink and ended the video chat.

I turned to all the other survivors. I kept a straight face while I said it.

"We're goin' to Africa."

I heard hopeful cheers and screams. I couldn't help but celebrate as well. We were going somewhere where we were going to be safe.

But the hopeful thoughts soon turned to dreadful thoughts as I thought about Claire, Chris, and K-Mart. If we were to save them, then we had to come up with a plan and we had to come up with one fast.