-Chapter 1 (Yes Captain)-

Sighing deeply Rian fixed the strap of her duffel bag it was empty now but, it could come in handy later. The S.T.A.R.S. building was average from looks Rian would say it had about three flours, it had the S.T.A.R.S. logo outside mounted against the bricks of the building. Rian remembered her acceptance lettr she got in the mail her eyes practically bugged out of her head.

It was a typical sunny morning in Raccoon City for Rian anyways. She rummaged through the junk mail till she found what she was looking for her acceptance letter. Her heart thundered in her chest this was it, her second chance.

With slightly unsteady hands she put color coated contacts in and quickly doubled checked her pockets for the extra pairs she had with her. Once everything was in order she opened the front door and headed to the elavator to the top floor, the third floor, like the instructions on her letter had told her. She was looking for an office at the far side of the hallway marked Albert Wesker. Looking up she realized her feet brought her their already, hestitantly, she knocked on the door three times to be exact and stepped back.

A tall and rather alluring man opened the office door, he had perfectly slicked back blond hair complete with a S.T.A.R.S uniform and black shades concealing his eyes from Rian. Rian was generally a good reader of people but, this man she got nothing it was like staring into the eyes of statue, it made her wary. He was not a man to double cross or trifle with.

Wesker briefly scanned over the women in front of him, she was beautiful in an exotic way, with her bright lime eyes and fairly tan skin, with black hair pulled into a pony tail. The only thing that seemed off about her face was a deep scar, over her left eye, it went from the top of her forehead down through her eye to the bottom of her jaw. It gave her a menacing apperance even for someone who was only 5'7. She looked oddly familar but, he couldn't place who though.

Rian took a seat across from Wesker and composed a perfect poker face. She watched Wesker as he leaned back neatly tucking his arms behind his head and propping his feet up using his desk. He picked up Rian's file and quickly scanned over it, Rian was mesmorized by the ripple of Wesker's muscles, she was broke out of her trance when Wesker finally spoke his deep british velvet voice reaching her ears.

"It says here most of your file is classified except for basic information, may I ask why?"

Rian groaned inwardly and slouched forward, not this shit your treading on thin ice, "There's a reason, I'll give you one warning, don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to".

Wesker smirked, he liked the defiance and fire this girl had, "Fair enough, have you had any experience or training in the feild?"

Wanting to laugh but, terribly stifling it with a cough, "Sir I probably have more training than any individual person in your team, I have killed mercislessy, I have seen things that'd make an average shoulder break down, I don't hesitate and I don't look back".

Rian stood when Wesker did and shook his hand, she could feel the strength behind his grasp and flexed her hand afterwards, "Welcome to the team Rian, We are a team here none of that lone wolf shit, am I clear?"

"Yes captain, your're crystal" Rian said following Wesker down to the second floor.

Rian waited for the slow elavator to bring them to their destination "Sir where are we going?"

Wesker glanced over at Rian "Your going to meet the rest of the team and I'm going to see what you got"