AN: This is my first Resident Evil Story, and I decided to do it on the Outbreak games. I don't think this is canon, but it's the way that I want to tell the story. I just hope you like it fellow readers, and don't expect chapter 2 to come out anytime soon. You'll just have to be patient and enjoy chapter 1 for now. Let's begin.

"Daylight, is it."

The person couldn't get those words off the mind. It had helped to destroy everyone, yet saved what could have been the sole survivor at the same time. The events that led up to that devastating encounter with what could arguably have been Satan himself would remain in the person's head for all time. All that was wanted was to forget the time in that hell once known as Raccoon City and live in peace. But, there was one thing that didn't want to be forgotten. The people. Those brave people that the only remaining human from the group couldn't have survived without. The survivor's mind went back to that night when this all started and where they had that chance encounter when they met in Jack's Bar.

In The Heart of Evil

Chapter 1:
Bar Fight

September 24th, 1998
One Week Earlier

It started out simple enough on the streets of Raccoon. No one would suspect what was to come within the next hour. Our story begins with ten people in a bar. Most of them never saw the others before, except for Mark knowing Bob since they were friends and co-workers and Kevin knowing both Will the bartender and Cindy the waitress since he was a regular customer. Everyone else was a stranger.

It was pretty quiet that day in J's Bar. Just the bartender and waitress, some old security guards on a break, a depressed cop, a man doing a crossword, someone typing away on her laptop, two men quietly enjoying their drinks, and a young looking woman walking into the rest room. Not much to do on a cold September night. A good time to unwind and drink away your troubles. The waitress walked over to the cop, ready to take his order. "Just the usual, Kevin?" she more stated than asked.

"Yeah, thanks Cindy," replied Kevin. "At least it's peaceful some places in Raccoon."

"What do you mean?" asked Will from behind the the counter.

"We've been having about three times the assaults than usual. It's like everyone has lost their minds or something. And to make matters worse, a quarter of the staff is out sick. I've been swarmed with work for the past two days now. I was lucky to get to the bar. Harry agreed to cover my shift while I was out."

"He sounds like a nice guy," commented Cindy as she brought him the usual.

"He is, but sometimes he tries too hard. I even think that he's covering more than one shift tonight."

"Well, I guess the S.T.A.R.S. suspension isn't helping any," said Will. "Although, I don't blame the department for it. Have you heard that ridiculous story they are telling about their trip to the Arklay Mountains? Who're they trying to fool?"

"You got me."

The news was on the TV, but no one was really paying attention, until a certain report started. "There was a disruption earlier in today's football match between the Raccoon Sharks and..."

"God, not this stupid thing again," complained a man in a brown jumpsuit at the corner.

"....the game was interrupted when an unruly fan..."

"Will they ever talk about anything else?" asked the same man.

"Give them a break," said the man in a suit to the left of him. "It's not everyday that someone bites into the neck of a pro athlete."

"Still, you don't think that it would be the only thing that they cover."

"I'm just surprised that the only thing that they're doing is talking about it," a woman in red said from across the room. She had blond hair and a lot of makeup on. "A real journalist tries to find out why he did it."

"I take it that's what you're doing," a high voiced man said from behind her who was working on a crossword. He had blond, curly hair and light brown skin. He was holding a coin in one of his hands.

"Yeah. The guy lived around here. I'm getting more information on the guy right now." The woman continued to type things into her laptop. While she was doing that, a young girl in a blue coat and glasses walked in and went right for the women's room.

"So anyway," the guy with the crossword said changing the subject, "does anyone know an eight letter word for a spinning gun?"

"Revolver," answered one of the security guards. He had a very deep voice, was bald, and dark skin.

"Much appreciated," thanked the man with the crossword.

"Wah!" Cindy screamed and dropped the plate she was holding, causing glass to fall to the floor and shatter. When she looked up, everyone was looking at her. She made an embarrassed laugh. "Sorry. A rat snuck up on me."

"Again with the rats," commented the guy in the jumpsuit. "Something is going on with them."

"What do you mean?" asked Kevin.

"I'm a plumber and work in the sewers. I've seen what rats usually do. Recently, they've been getting more vicious. I swear that one of them ran up to me and tried to bite my skin off today. And that's not the strangest thing. Once I killed it, I could see the rodent's eyes. They were red. And I don't just mean a little red. I mean the eye was one-hundred percent blood red."

"Interesting," said the man next to him. "Do you think you can bring one of those rats back here to me?"

"Why the fuck would you want me to do that?"

"Because I'm a medical doctor, and it sounds like there might be a virus spreading around. If I can get hold of one of these rats, I can determine if we have an outbreak to deal with."

"You guys are really ruining my appetite," said the security guard. He turned to his co-worker who looked like he was taking a nap in his food. "Aren't you eating anything?" He got no response. "Hey, Bob." He shook Bob's shoulder. "Where's your mind at?"

"Huh," Bob said as he started to wake up.

"Is he okay?" Cindy asked worriedly. Suddenly, the bell rang, signaling the arrival of a new customer to the bar. The man walking in has beat up clothes. His hair looked really dirty and he had his head down. Will was just cleaning up after Kevin when he saw how strange the man looked.

"What a weird customer," noted Will.

"Who is this guy?" asked the guard. Before he could get up to look at him more clearly, he heard a thump to his right. Bob had fallen right out of his chair. "Dammit." He knelt down next to him. "He's unconscious. Are you okay?" Although he didn't expect an answer, he hoped for one.

Will, seeing that Mark was busy, confronted the stranger himself. "Sir, can I help you with something?" The mystery man started to look up. Once Will got a good look at his face, he gasped. The stains that looked like mud were actually blood. He was about to call for the doctor to come look at him, but the injured man latched onto him before he got the chance. "What are you doing?" He asked before he felt an intense pain. "Aaaaagh!" screamed Will as the man bit deep into his neck.

"Will!" Cindy rushed over to him to help while everyone else was frozen in either fear or shock as to what happened. Will was able to push the man back outside before locking the door behind him.

"What the hell was that?" asked Will weakly as he sank to the floor. Kevin was next to get up and go over to help Will, but stopped when he heard something bump into the window. His blood ran cold when he saw what was on the other side. There were literally dozens of other people who looked like they were in the same situation as the man who attacked Will. One of them was rubbing its face against the glass, leaving a trail of blood, as it was trying to get in.

Meanwhile,

The woman that went into the restroom was no longer recognizable. You could now see that she was at least part Asian and actually pretty young. She didn't have the glasses or coat on and was in the process of cutting her hair. She stuffed the coat into her black backpack and put it over her shoulders. She now had on a lime green shirt and black pants. If you didn't know any better, you would think that she was hiding from someone. Satisfied that she looked different enough, she walked towards to door. That was, until she heard the screaming coming from the other side. It sounded like there was a riot going on. She would've thought about this more if it weren't for the bloody hand that was grabbing for her leg from the vent. She jumped back and began to get scared of what just happened, so decided to see first hand what was going on. She rushed out the door and saw one person on the floor with a bleeding neck and a waitress trying to stop his bleeding, a security guard trying to wake up his unconscious partner, and five others trying to push the barrels that were used for tables to the front door in order to hold it steady while a mob tried to break it down.

"What's going on?" she asked the officer.

"You're guess is as good as mine," he answered. "What I do know is that those barrels won't hold the door forever. We have to get everyone out of here, and were not using the front door."

"We're surrounded," said the plumber when he got back from checking the back door.

Kevin thought for a second. "Okay, we need to get to higher ground." He went for the door that led to the second story, but it was locked. "Damn it!"

"Ci-Cindy," Will said weakly. "The key is in my front right pants pocket. Unlock the door."

"Okay." Cindy reached into his pocket and pulled out the key. "Hey, miss," she said to the girl with the backpack. "Can you hold this cloth on his neck for me while I'm getting the door open?"

"Yeah, sure." She ran over to Will and applied pressure to his wound. Cindy got up and ran towards the door. As soon as she unlocked it, the hinges to the front door broke off and it fell sideways.

"Everyone, hurry in!" shouted Kevin as he ushered the other seven through the door. Bob finally woke up, but was very weak and had to be held up by his friend. The hungry people were starting to climb over the barrels.

"Come on, get up," the girl said as she tried to get Will to move, but he couldn't.

"Just go on," said Will, trying to make her leave him. "It's too late for me."

"But..." She didn't get to finish, because the people were right over them.

"Run!" Will pushed her out of the way just as they came down on him and started to munch on his flesh. She couldn't do anything but listen as the people chomped down and Will screaming his final screams.

"No!" she yelled, which made them turn there attention to her. Not wanting to end up in the same situation as Will had, she got up and ran towards the others. "Close the door!" As soon as she was in, Cindy slammed the door shut and re-locked it. They were safe, for now.

To Be Continued...