Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Resident Evil, its characters, cities, and monsters…I only own Remus and Vic...

The Apple Inn, 2 Days Before Outbreak: 9:32 pm

"Why did you drag me to this town, Vic" A young man with short brown hair said, glaring at his friend. The young woman smiled, "Because I wanted to see the St. Michael Clock Tower, Remy!!" She said, giggling. Remus grunted, "Why must you insist on calling me that?"

"Because I think it's cute and it annoys you too!!"

Remus growled, "Let's go see this damn clock tower then…" He said as he turned to leave the Apple In. "Hey!! Come back here!! We have to check in first!!" Vic said, running up to her old time friend, and latching herself to his arm, effectively dragging him back. He sighed as he payed for the room, received the key and handed it to Vic. She smiled as she turned to look at him, "Now, go get our stuff, Remy!!" She said as she went to find their room.

"Damn woman…" He mumbled as he turned to get their belongings.

The Apple Inn, 2 Days 8 Hours Before Outbreak

"You should eat, Remy!! We have a long day ahead of us!!"

"It's only 4 in the bloody morning…"

"We have to get a head start!! I want to be at the Clock Tower before everyone else!!" Vic said, spreading some butter on her bagel. I have a bad feeling…Something is going to happen…Something horrible, I know it, Remus thought as he ate some of his scrambled eggs.

Kendo's Gun Shop, 1 Day 4 Hours Before Outbreak

"Yes, I'd like the Desert Eagle, with about oh…40 shells. And maybe that Glock 17, with 80 shells," Remus said pointing to the guns he wanted. Vic huffed as she leaned against the counter. "Why do you have to buy so many guns?! We're just going to the clock tower!!"

"Because, my dear friend, I'm a gun fanatic. I like my guns," Remus said as the owner, a man named Robert Kendo, packaged the weapons up, carefully. "Looks like you're going to have some fun today!!" He said, smirking. Remus nodded, "I have a feeling…It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Kendo"

"Please!! Call me Robert!!"

"Thank you, Robert. This, I feel, may be the last time I ever see you." Remus said, turning to leave. Robert cocked his head to the side, and muttered, "Such a strange young man, he is…"

St. Michael Clock Tower, 8 and One Half Hours Before Outbreak

"Wow!! Isn't it awesome!! I gotta take some pictures!!" Vic said, fumbling in her backpack for her camera. "Vic, I think when you're done here we should leave…" Remus said, as he leaned against one of the light poles. "Wha-? Why?!"

"Because I have the feeling again…"

"You mean the one that tells you, 'Danger! Danger, Will Robinson!'?" Vic said, as she took a few pictures of the tower. "Or the one that says, 'Need to get laid'?"

Remus rubbed his face with his hand, "The danger one, smart ass…" He growled at her. She grinned as she turned and snapped a picture of him scowling at her. "Alright!! We can leave in about…Oh, 4 hours!! We need to grab a bit to eat, then we need to go and pack up, then we can leave!!" She said cheerfully. He nodded; at least he'd be able to get the hell out of this city…

The Apple In, 3 Hour Before Outbreak

"Yes, Hank, the Raccoon City Police are doing all they can to gather them up. But for now, we advise you leave the city for a few days an—"

"Bloody stupid news people…" Remus muttered under his breath. He was right. He was always right. "Let's get the hell out of here, Vic!! The telly said to also!!"

"Do you always believe what's on the T.V., Remy?"

"No, but that doesn't me—"

"No!! We still have two hours to kill!! I wanna go to Emmy's Diner!!"

He sighed, as he rubbed his face again. "Fine!! But we need to be quick about it!!"

Emmy's Dinner, No Hours Remaining. OUTBREAK

"Wow, the city's so quite…It's kinda creepy…Oh!! Look, there's the diner!!" Vic said running up to it. Remus jogged up to her as she opened the door. His ears twitched as he heard voices inside.

"—Ed to get out, now!!"

"Why?! I need to find my brother!!"

"The city's infested a—did you hear that?"

Remus pulled Vic close and covered her mouth. She shivered in fear when she saw a dead body on the floor, covered in gore. He held her close, as he drew out the Glock from his holster in his jacket. The diner's kitchen door slowly opened, and a young man dressed in an R.C.P.D. clothing came out, gun drawn. "Is anyone here…?" The man slowly moved from the door, and made his way to the front door. Remus held Vic tight to him. Should I trust my instincts? Yes, I should…Hope he doesn't shoot me… "To your left, Officer…" He said aloud, barely above a whisper. The man turned quickly and within a heart's beat the gun was pointed at his head. Remus let Vic go and she fell gasping back tears. "T-That man i-is d-dead!!" She stuttered, shifting back until her back hit Remus' leg. She turned and clung to his leg, crying. The man leveled his grey eyed gaze to Remus' green. "Have you been bitten?"

"No"

"Are you positive?"

"We haven't encountered anyone but ourselves and you. And I thought I also heard a woman's voice in here as well…"

"Yes. Redfield its okay to come out!! They're completely human. They haven't been bitten."

The woman carefully came out and took a look around. She shakily made her way to a stool and sat down. Remus gently picked Vic up and placed her on a stool also. "Do you know what's happening here? The streets are completely barren," Remus said, turning to the brunette. "I have a clue, but I'm not sure…"

"Well then…Start talking. We have all the time in the world."

"The name's Leon S. Kennedy. And you two are?"

"The blonde over there is my friend, Victoria, or Vic for short. Me? My name's Remus."

Leon nodded, "What are you doing here?"

"Vic just had to come over and get a bite to eat here before we leave. Is there food here? We're famished."

"Yeah, there's some in the back. Do you have a gun with you?"

"Yes, this and a Desert Eagle"

"Why did you bring a gun to a diner?"

"Simple," Remus said walking to the kitchen door he looked over his shoulder, "Paranoia"

Remus went in and lifted the pistol in his right hand and looked around. Hn, some ham, cheese, mustard is always a plus, some bread, and I'm set. Maybe that gallon of water too…He put it all in a bag to carry out when he heard a rustle. He stopped, and gently laid the bag down on the table. "Ooooh, fuck…" He whispered as he heard a guttural cry as a humanoid shape stumbled on him, and dug its decaying fingers into his jacket. It opened its mouth as it tried to bite him.

He tripped and fell, the thing landed on him as he wrestled with it. He remembered the Glock in his hand and pulled the trigger. The bullet ripped through its chest, making it fall back onto the floor. Remus stumbled up and back away a few feet. The thing clumsily made its way to its feet and looked at him. Remus sucked in a breath. The thing had almost no face. Its skin had been ripped off, exposing the muscles underneath. There was no blood seeping from the grotesque wounds, but the thing was covered in blood though. Remus stumbled back and took fire at the ruined, almost unrecognizable human head, the head popped like an over rip melon, and the body fell in a bloody heap.

Leon burst into the room, gun still drawn. "What happened?! Are you alright?" He asked worried. "Yeah, I'm fine…" Remus said voice chillingly even, as he grabbed the bag with the food in it. Leon opened the door for him as he walked out. "Here, some food. I'm not hungry anymore…Now, Kennedy…" Remus said, eyes turning into a chilling glare, "What the fuck was that?!" He hissed, whispering so the two ladies wouldn't hear them.

"I don't know…All I know is, it used to be human, and there are more of them in the city."

"More?! There's more? What the hell is happening here?! Has Hell finally run out of places to store the Wicked?!"

"It's Umbrella's fault, Remus" Leon said, "From what I heard they made something, something biological, and it somehow got loose…"

"Biological? Like viral? As in it can spread?!" Remus hissed. "I just knew we shouldn't have come!! Alright…If it's viral there's a good chance it can spread, and not just from bites or scratches…It could turn gaseous…I'm guessing that it might still be in liquid form if it's traveling through the blood," Remus muttered, running a hand though his hair.

"We should leave, as soon as possible then," Leon said, "Before more of them show up…"

"Agreed. Vic, hurry up and let's go. Ms. Redfield," Remus said nodding his head in her direction. "You two should eat something first, I don't think it's wise to have hunger pains while running…" Vic said as she looked at Remus and Leon. They nodded.

2 Hours After Outbreak

"Alright, we need to get to a hospital," Remus said looking around. "Why?" Claire said as they came to a stop. "If what Kennedy says is true, there's a good chance the hospital already made a vaccine, a cure if you will," Remus said, as Leon nodded in agreement. "Oh, but why do we need a vaccine?"

"In case one of us gets infected. I don't think it'd be fun, being one of the Undead."

"You're right, Remy…So, where's the hospital?" Vic said looking at Claire and Leon. Leon pulled out a map, and unfolded it, "Let's see…If we keep walking ahead we should be on Warren Street, now from there we head straight up and we should pass the Raccoon Press hall and a gas station. We keep going straight until we hit Raccoon Street, we keep following it when it turns to the left, and we ignore the next road to the left until we pass the clock tower. We head up until we hit the hospital." Remus nodded as he sighed.

"Let's go then," He said.

They followed the road until the saw the Raccoon Press building. "I wonder if anyone is still alive," Claire said as she gazed at the darkened building. "I doubt it, let's keep mov—Sh, did you hear that?" Remus said looking towards Leon. Leon nodded as he gently pushed Claire and Vic behind him. He motioned to Remus to check it out. Remus lifted the Glock and slowly made his way to the Press' alley. Leon slowly inched forward, the girls keeping close to him.

Remus looked in; the alley was dark and smelt dank and filthy. He heard a rustle and turned the pistol in the direction. He walked further in and same a trashcan tipped over. He edged towards it and saw a dog digging in the trash. He let out a relieved sigh as he turned to tell Leon what it was. "It's nothing, Kennedy, just a mutt—Oh shit!!" Remus yelled as the dog tackled him.

Remus wrestled with the dog, and saw to his horror, it was dead and decaying. The dog, a Doberman he guessed, had no fur on it. The muscles were stretched taut over the lean body. Clumps of fur and muscle hung from its wretched body, as it tried to rip his throat out. Remus kept his hands on its neck to keep it at bay, he was thankful he was wearing gloves. "Remus!! Lift it up so I can shoot it!!" He heard Leon shout. The dog clawed at his jacket, as he managed to lift it up from his head. He heard shots go off as the dog yelped, but still managed to stay on top of him. Remus managed to throw the dog from him and got to his feet quickly.

Remus growled in disgust as he saw the dog more clearly. The dog's body glistened with dried blood, and sickening wet muscle. The dog's face had no skin and the eyes were a milky white with reddened veins crisscrossing over the eyes. It reeked of death and decay, it opened its mouth to snarl and to Remus' horror, it had no throat. It had been ripped out. "Shoot it!!" Leon yelled as the dog leapt at them. Remus lifted his gun and began to fire into the hellish hound.

The dog fell, covered in bullet wounds. They sighed in relief, but it was short lived as the dog stumbled into a standing position, its front leg was shattered from the bullet wounds it endured. "Shot it in the head, Leon!!" Remus cried, terrified. Leon lifted his gun again as he took aim and fired. The bullet ripped through the skull and the body fell in a sickening thump onto the ground.

"We need to get the vaccine and get the hell out of Raccoon City!! Let's go…" Remus panted as they passed the building. Unbeknownst to them, the shadows began move and crawl…

A/N: Alright!! This is my first ever RE fic, and the second fanfic I ever wrote. Now, no worries, the dates are no more after this chapter I just wanted to set a timeline so you all can now what's gonna happen. And I know, I put the dog in the wrong section. I just thought it'd be funny to have them being attacked. -cough- The story will start to kick off next chapter!! More blood, gore, and twisted stuff…If I made some errors, like how Claire and Leon met, please tell me. I never played RE2, I only played RE4 and some of Outbreak, and have only read about RE2 and RE3. Danke!!