Nothing is worse then a call at 3 o'clock in the morning. It always means something is wrong. Either someone was dead or was about to be. I groaned and leaned over staring at my ringing video communication unit, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and grabbed it flipping it open. Ingrid Hunnigan's face appeared and I knew I wasn't going to like what she was about to say.

"Wakey, wakey…"

"Eggs and bakey. What's up Hunnigan?"

"Well aren't you the ray of sunshine Ryan?"

"At 3 in the morning? Who is? Do you ever sleep?"

"Only if I have time. We have a situation and you need to get up and dressed." I closed my eyes and rested back into the bed, rubbing my eyes till they weren't blurred anymore.

"What kind of situation gets me out of bed at 3 in the morning?"

"The kind that involves the President daughter." Oh damn, this was going to be bad. Anything involving the President always spelled bad news these days. This was one thing I didn't need or want. At all.

"Yeah that'll get me out of bed," I set up the video-com on the bedside table and pulled myself out of bed. My feet touched the cold floor and made me flinch. "Okay you talk while I get dressed, but make it fast." I went over to my wardrobe and started pulling out clothes.

"We got a call at 1.30 this morning from the President himself. He was in a panic said he went to check on his daughter and found her missing. A note was left stating where she was and that some cult had taken her but nothing more. He wants the best on this so naturally I called you." I snorted at her comment but let it slide. I wasn't the best but her attempt at flattery was welcome. Especially seeing as I was awake at 3am and getting ready to leave my bed.

"I need to shower, transfer over to the video-com in there." I watched her disappear and walked into the shower where she showed up again. I jumped into the shower and listen to her carry on.

"I'm sending out a car to take you to the airport where a chopper will take you to the rural location in Europe. From there it's a straight walk into the village where she is apparently being held. From there you're on your own." I leaned back from the shower to catch a smirk on her face.

"What aren't you telling me Hunnigan? I know that look on your face."

"Nothing you'll find out later."

"Okay, so why does the President want me? Why can't he just send Military or some other shit like that?" Hunnigan sighed, she hated me swearing but you couldn't stop my sailor mouth when it was running.

"Because he knows about what you did when the Raccoon City disaster happened and like I said he wants the best and you are it, so get your butt out that shower dressed in combat gear and at the airport in 30 minutes the chopper will be waiting. Bring the big guns. And I mean big. You might just need them." The image fizzled and died and I was left standing in a rapidly cooling shower. I shut off the water and went back to the bedroom.

I took out my combat pants and slid them on, taking out my belt and looping it through. I sat down and slipped on my boots strapping them up making sure they were tight. I stood up and went over to pick out my shirt. I flicked through the possibilities before getting a tank-top a few shades lighter then my olive skin tone and pulled in on tucking it tightly into my bottoms. The material was skin tight so you could clearly see the curve in my breasts and carried down to my waist.

Despite my intense training sessions I was always curvy, a trait I took from my Spanish born mother. I never bothered with make-up. I didn't really need it, the only thing I owned was lip balm. My hair had started drying in curly waves I clipped a few strands back and put some hair goop in it. I left my favourite bit till last.

I pulled out the bag which held all my weapons inside. I opened it up and my mouth watered slightly. I put on my shoulder holster looped it through my belt, I pulled out my 2 Blacktail handguns and put them in the holster, one under my left shoulder the other resting on my right thigh. They felt nice and comforting there. I slipped my waist holster on and put in my Broken Butterfly, (one of the best magnums out there). It felt nice being geared up, but I wasn't done.

I slipped a small knife down at my ankle and picked up a sawn off shotgun laying it on my bed for now. I felt suited and booted, if I didn't need something I'd give it to one of the escorts on the chopper and have them give it to Hunnigan but you never know and she had told me to bring out the big guns. I was a cutter rather then a shooter so the last thing I added was a knife longer then my forearm. It was more of a sword to be honest but I loved it.

I slipped it down my spin in the holster and grabbed my favourite leather jacket. I put it on before adding my bag to which I slipped the shotgun in a nice little carrier I had sewn on. It held extra amo if needed. In this day and age most guns don't require amo anymore it's an electrical charge that becomes somewhat like a bullet and depending on the gun and the chanber you get different results. Cool, eh?

My bag was empty for now, but you never know if you're gonna need it. I felt ready so I picked up my house key, my video-com and left slamming the front door behind me.

I held onto the strap of the chopper half hanging out to see the city below me. It was interesting to say the least. All I could see were trees and small houses. It wasn't really the norm nowadays things were high skyscrapers and office buildings. "So where are we going?" A voice came back over the headphones I wore.

"Can't say Ryan, just got the instructions to land here. We're going down so hold tight." I looked to see the chopped lowing slowly. When it low enough for me to jump out I hooked the rope around my waist and climbed down. I looked up to wave goodbye to the flyer and watched as they grew higher into the sky. I looked around and knew I was out of the city, the place was like a dead zone, trees and dusty roads covered the whole place, there wasn't a concrete road in sight.

I saw the dirt road that lead to the village and walked up, I saw nothing but felt uneasy, like a weight was resting heavily on my back, the trees kept the heat from the sun hitting my skin, a soft breeze swept though the forest and caught in my hair. I walked on my hand resting lightly on the butt of my gun that was resting on my thigh and carried through.

I saw a house through the many trees and kept walking but taking it slowly, the unease felt tighter on my back, it felt like I was being followed. I pulled my gun and turned holding it steady and stared into the eyes of Leon S Kennedy. My heart pounded in my throat and I felt memories fly past my eyes. "Well I'll be damned. If it isn't my old friend Leon Scott Kennedy."

"I could say the same for you Victoria Adalina Ryan. What are you doing here?"

"Looking for the President's daughter, I'm guessing you're here for the same reason?"

"Yup, got the call from Hunnigan this morning. So you gonna come over here and give me a hug or not?" I re-holstered my gun and rushed to him, hugging Leon tightly to my body. We'd gone through the Raccoon City disaster together and come out fighting. This man had saved my life countless times and visa versa. I didn't want to let go, but I did stepping back lightly but not letting go of his arm.

I looked into his eyes and almost melted, he was my hero of sorts; the guy was like Superman, nothing could stop him. I admired that more then anything, he was the only thing that got me through the Raccoon city disaster. "I can't believe Hunnigan never told me you were going to be here as well."

"She never told me you'd be here either. But I'm glad you are Ryan, wouldn't be the same without you," we both turned and carried on up the dirt path, I felt safe with Leon walking next to me, I felt like I didn't really need my guns at all. "So what did Hunnigan tell you?"

"Probably the same as you, jack shit. She explained that the President's daughter had been taken and that he'd called for the best, I should of known she'd call you." I smirked and looked at him a similar expression on his face. "I forget her name though."

"Ashley, she went out that night and when the President came to check on her she was gone and a note was left."

"Yup pretty much all I got, but I didn't know she'd been out, that was left out." We continued in silence till we reached the house, it looked pretty dingy like something from the 18th century. Wooden boards and nails held the place together; barely. "Do you have a photo of her?"

"Yeah, Hunnigan gave it to one of the guys who passed it to me." I nodded at him as we walked up the stairs together, I had a horrible feeling settle in the pit of my stomach. I don't usually get gut feelings but this time I did and I didn't want to ignore it. I touched Leon's arm lightly "what?"

"I don't know what it is, but I have a really bad feeling Leon, I don't like this."

"Just knock on the door Ryan." I gave him a nasty look and rapped loudly on the door. We waited and got nothing, I tried the handle and it opened, my gut twisted I couldn't ignore it any longer, I pulled my gun out of my thigh holster and held it tightly, I pushed the door and walked in slowly Leon at my back.

I motioned for Leon to walk ahead of me, the house smelled musty and rotted like the wood had seen too many rainy days. I could smell and feel the warmth of the fire, we walked in further and saw someone bent over the a roaring fire just standing and poking at it, like he was waiting. Leon walked over to him pulling out the photo of Ashley along the way.

"Excuse me sir, I was wondering if you recognised the girl in this photograph?" I watched the man's face, my gun still held tightly in my hand my nerves were on edge, I was scared and I couldn't explain why. The man started speaking and to say he was rude was an understatement. I spoke fluent Spanish, having being taught by my mother from the moment I could talk.

"Qué carajo estás haciendo aquí? Lárgate, cabrón!" My eyes widened, his voice was rough and hard. Like he'd smoked his whole life. I watched as Leon backed off putting the photo of Ashley back into his pocket.

"Sorry to have bothered you." Leon turned and started walking back over to me, but the man wasn't finished I should have been more alert but I wasn't. The man walked over to the fire and picked something up, I knew it wasn't going to be good, my gut feeling had been right.

"Leon, watch out!" The man had grabbed an axe and swung it, my heart pounded but thankfully Leon managed to dive out of the way in time. I raised my gun taking off the safety and pointed it at the man. "Freeze!" He didn't even look at me, just raised the axe and went for Leon who was just getting to his feet. I lowered the gun pointing it at his knee and squeezed the trigger.

The guy stumbled holding onto his knee. Leon moved forward quickly and gave him a hard spin kick to the head. The man fell to the floor and didn't move again. Me and Leon looked at each other, "I told you my gut feeling was right."

"Boy… you're not wrong." Outside we heard a truck roll by, we rushed to the window and peered outside in time to see the truck drive down the dirt road. It went out of sight and the next thing we heard was a crash and nothing. Not a few seconds later a car door opened and closed, we could here sudden shouts and knew the villagers had arrived, "it's gotta be more locals and if this ones anything to go by we are in deep shit."

"What do you suggest we do?" Just then Leon's com-unit started ringing. He flipped it open and Hunnigan's appearance came into view.

"Hey guys is everything okay?"

"You called at the right time, there was a hostile local, we had no choice but to kill him." I poked my head into view.

"And to cap it all off, more have arrived." I watched Hunnigan's face frown and she sighed. Not a good sign when Hunnigan sighed always meant she was annoyed and didn't want to voice it.

"Okay, get out of there and head towards the village, do whatever it takes to save Ashley including taking out any hostile locals."

"Okay, we got it. Keep in touch." Leon put away the unit and we walked towards the door slowly, I really didn't want to go any further, with what happened in Raccoon City we knew what was happening but this… this was totally different we were basically going into a hostile village blind. And I hated this.

"You ready to kick some ass Leon?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." We burst out the door gun's ready and were meet by 3 more locals. As soon as they saw us they charged; each had their own weapons and ran swinging. I ducked just missing the blow he'd aimed for my head and shot into his gut, he dropped the axe he was holding. But he straightened back out and came for me again, I aimed another shot and caught him right between the eye. He crumpled. I looked over to Leon in time to see him finished off his own enemy.

The third came up behind him, Leon was totally unaware, I took aim with my gun and shot to villager in the arm taking him by surprise, Leon turned in time to see me aim a big boot and snap the villagers head back. I looked at Leon his face was a mixture of gratefulness and surprise, "you slacking Kennedy, he could have had your head."

"I knew you had my back. Let's head up to the village." We both put away our guns for now and walked side to side. We walked at a steady pace not bothering to speak for a while, it was a long walk. My mind went into over drive. Something was wrong here. Terribly wrong. The villagers had acted like they were possessed. I'd shot him right in the gut and he'd straightened out and just came for me like I'd just flicked him between the eye.

There was no way a normal human being could do that. It just wasn't right. I was praying that this wasn't going to be like Raccoon, all the mindless zombies walking about searching for a human to feed on. All the groaning, blood, death, violence it was enough to last me a life time. I mean after all that wouldn't you just want to retire to London and life in the countryside with cows, sheep and horses?

"Leon, you don't think this is gonna be like last time do you?"

"I don't know Ryan, I don't think it is. If you look at the villagers they're able to talk, the zombies at Raccoon couldn't. I don't know what's going on, but I got a feeling Hunnigan's probably doing some major research right now."

"God I hope you're right. I don't want to go into this thing blind."

"Huh, you got that right." We carried on walking till we came to a bridge, meeting two more locals. We squeezed off more rounds and watched them crumple before they could even mutter a word. Me and Leon exchanged looks that said we weren't going to take anymore shit. We walked over the bridge and came over another path. It looked like it was going to be a long way to the village.

After walking 10 more minutes we finally reached a huge steel door and pushed our way through, the other side was just the same, dingy and covered with trees. Crows cawing and dust blowing. I was beginning to really hate this damn place. My feet were starting to ache from the walk, I didn't slow just ignored the aching, no point in acknowledging it. Only made it worse.

"Hey wait, what's that?"

"I think that's the village lets go." We hurried up to it, we got halfway there and stopped in our tracks, the whole place was swarming with the villagers. "Leon do you have any binoculars?" He dug around the back of his belt and pulled out some spy-glasses. I looked through, and zoomed in, all over the village they were working, some were pushing hay others were tending cows. And in the middle was a huge fire. "Damn, they got someone hooked up like a piece of meat on fire."

"What, give me those." I handed them to him and watched his eyebrows raise. "I think we can assume they are not going to be friendly. You ready for this?"

"Like you said, ready as I'll ever be." I reached for my shotgun while Leon grabbed for his trusty TMP. I took in a deep breath and focused; there were dozens of them, maybe more hiding in the houses I could see. Even I had to admit it, our odds didn't look good, two of us and dozens of them, but we'd had worse before. I looked at Leon as he flicked off the safety of his gun. I cocked a charge in the shotgun's chamber and nodded my head at him.

"Let's get them Ryan."

"I'm right behind you Kennedy." My lips lifted in a soft smirk as we walked forwards guns at the ready.

N/A; So what do you guys think? Like I said I've changed a couple things to make it fit around what I was trying to write out, but I'm using walkthrough's and videos etc to make sure that i am as accurate as possible in the action. I may change some dialogue so I can fit my OC in, but I'm only taking a chance so, if you like it let me know, I'd appriciate it. Thanks again!