A/N: This is how I think the last Resident Evil movie should play out. This all starts right from the end of Afterlife, and onwards. I LOVE REVIEWS, so if you care to read this, please leave one. It helps me get inspired to write more and post the next chapter. Overall, I'm a HUGE Resident Evil Movie fan, as well as a Milla Jovovich and Ali Larter Fan, which brings me to my next point. THIS WILL CONTAIN ALICE/CLAIRE. I play it out in the 4th movie that they have a chemistry between them. Don't like it? Too bad, it's happening. There will be none of this Luther/Alice bull shit that's been floating around. Anyway, please read and review, and let me know what you all think!


RESIDENT EVIL: REDEMPTION

Chapter One:

It seemed the once grey-white sky was empty, but now a sea of black Osprey aircraft filled the listless clouds as they hovered a hundred feet in the air above the SS Arcadia cargo ship. The figures of Alice, Claire, Chris and K-Mart stood on deck together. The look of disbelief was common across all four of their faces. After fighting Wesker, Alice in particular couldn't believe the fact that there had to be at least fifty Ospreys, which meant at least sixteen men aboard each, not including the pilots. Obviously, Umbrella was coming for her, and would do whatever it took to capture their most successful project to date.

"You have got to be kidding me." Claire stated, her olive green eyes darting down from the air fleet to Alice. The brunette shook her head, nose twitching. Her anger was on the verge again. She still had the adrenaline from the fight previous with Wesker to keep her going.

"Claire, get the others rounded up and go back under the deck." The redhead turned to look at her. "Do it! Now!" She barked before drawing her shot gun again. It wouldn't do much against the hovercraft, but she was sure that if they wanted them dead, they would've opened fire with the cannons equipped on the wings of each Osprey by now. Chris and K-mart turned and began to do as Alice ordered. Claire lingered for a second, her gaze challenging Alice's before realising she was right. There were innocent people on board, and they needed to be moved to somewhere safe.

"Come on! Let's go! Under the deck! Go, go!" Claire yelled. The white-clad survivors began panicking, and soon horded down the ramps and stairs to the very room they had just been kept in cryogenic tubes half an hour ago. Alice watched the Ospreys. They were remaining in their places, probably waiting for an order. Alice ran up to the control room, hoping that maybe there was more ammunition. She knew Chris and Claire had used up a whole magazine each for their pistols against Wesker, and now she bet they were regretting it. Alice looked around furiously, and as she glanced out the window, she saw that the Ospreys were lowering down, and men slid down on cables to hit the deck. She then ran back out, drawing her shot gun. She still had ten shells of quarters. They'd be enough to take out three or four men each if she aimed carefully. The soldiers from Umbrella were clad in their usual black fatigues with black, face covering helmets. As soon as the first four landed, Alice took aim, blasting the quarters out of both barrels, knocking them back. The process repeated itself, until she had run out of shells. Then she was down to hand to hand combat, using her shot gun as a bludgeoning weapon, kicking head to snap spines along the way. There were a circle of men around her, and yet still, they couldn't contain her. Alice might've had her powers taken away, but somehow in that moment, something in her blood boiled. She felt her strength returning as the wound in her forearm from Bennett's attempt to stab her, throb. It bled slightly from under the makeshift bandage as she punched one soldier in the face. Wincing, she glanced to her left, catching sight of Claire and Chris returning to deck, armed still with a pistol each. They began firing at the next wave of men that came down, being careful to not waste ammunition this time around.


This time, though, the men who weren't fighting Alice began firing back at the siblings Redfield. Chris pushed his younger sister out of the way behind cover of a crate. He soon followed, firing one well aimed round at a time, dodging enemy fire in return. Alice kept up her tirade of fists and feet, either knocking soldiers out, or simply killing them depending on where her attacks landed. She then reached down, and took one of the standard assault rifles off a dead soldier's body, and she began spray-firing at the third wave of soldiers. Chris and Claire had seemingly disappeared out of her sight, towards on Osprey which actually landed on deck. Stepping out of it, was a purple-clad blonde woman. Chris immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Jill?" He called out. The blonde turned to him and a malicious smirk casted across her face. She stepped forward, her comrades still at her side.

"Chris Redfield, long time no see." She chuckled. Claire looked highly confused, but before anyone of them could do anything, Jill lurched forward, sending a kick to Chris' chest, knocking him back ten feet onto his ass. Claire made a move to stop her, and noticed she too had one of the scarab devices implanted on her chest similar to the one she had had when she was in Alaska. Jill blocked her punch, bent her arm back, and hit her hard in the back of the head. Chris had meanwhile gotten up, dodging the next attack. They went toe to toe, and again, Jill, with unfathomable strength, sent the tall man flying through the air. The second time he fell, he didn't get up right away. Even as he tried, Jill sent her men on him, putting his hands behind his back, and cuffing him with the hard zip ties. They did the same to Claire, and sat them beside each other in the leading Osprey.

Alice noticed the disturbance down the deck of the ship, and as she dispatched the last soldier with a hit from the bunt end of the rifle she had stolen, she sprinted to where she saw Claire being put into one of the Ospreys. She skittered to a halt as the blonde came out of the aircraft. "Project Alice…" She said with another grin of bad intentions. Alice glared, as she stood apprehensively.

"Jill Valentine." Her blue eyes fell to the other woman's chest where the mind control device was implanted. She obviously wasn't leading this attack based on her own mind set, though Alice often wondered if the day would come when Jill wanted revenge for Alice's unwarranted attack on the innocent little girl, Angie. Before Alice could make another move, Jill was in her face, a punch aimed for her jaw. Alice blocked it just barely, and another hand to hand combat began. Both women had strength, speed and agility. They circled, aiming punches and kicks at each other. However, each attack was never one hundred percent successful, and often led to a miss. Alice growled with rage as she attempted to grab the other woman, hoping to drive her off the edge of the ship, only to be ducked and dodged. Recovering, Alice reached behind her, feeling around in her roll of weaponry. She dished out the kukri blades, glinting in the light of the sun which had started to come out. She hadn't used them since Nevada, but she needed them now. Brandishing them, Alice encircled Jill once more, waiting for an opening to attack her. There had to be a way in, and Alice was determined to find it.

The brunette and the blonde continued fighting again, and Alice soon found her opening. She raised her arms to stab both blades into the blonde's chest. Jill though, grabbed the other woman by the wrists with an iron like grip. Alice fought the restraint, but soon found herself struggling to get free. Jill Valentine was a hell of a lot stronger than she remembered. She growled, kicking out to stop her, but failing all the same. "I've got you now." Jill grinned. She had reached her goal, securing Project Alice to bring back to Umbrella once and for all. She brought Alice in close, back to Jill's front, and suddenly, wrenched one of the blades out of the brunette's hand, bunting her in the back of the head with her own weapon. Her vision blurred, and Alice fell to her knees, and then she hit the deck, unconscious, Claire's still form left drifting in her mind.


"No, let go!" Claire's voice cut the silence to Alice's ears she slowly drifted back to consciousness. She was still on the cold metal deck of the Arcadia, face first. She tried to move her arms, and couldn't. She could see her kukri blades lying on the ground ten feet away from where she had fallen. She looked up to see Claire actually fighting against the soldiers who wanted to secure her into the Osprey. Chris was doing much the same, and the pair of them provided quite the struggle. Alice then began to move, trying to sit up when she felt a sharp pain in her spine, right in the middle of her back, push her down again. Whatever was pressing into her skin, cut it, the pain surging through her nerves.

"Give her a sedative." A voice commanded from above where Alice was. She tried to glanced up, and saw the purple skin tight leg of Jill holding her down. She moved her heel in further, creating quite the wound against Alice's spine. "We don't need any more surprises from that Redfield. Now, now, Project Alice, there's nothing more you can do for you friends." The blonde smirked, removing her boot heel. Alice cringed with the pain in her lower back. She glanced back at Jill, and fought against the hold even more, managing to roll onto her back. Jill scrambled back, losing her balance. Alice took the opportunity, and flung her foot out, buckling Jill to the ground as she hit the woman's knee, a crack resonating. The blonde cried out, and fell back. Alice used her momentum, and stood to her feet, running to her kukri blades. She cut her ties, killed one soldier that came at her, and turned back to see Jill crumpled on deck. She knelt down beside her and yanked the control device off her chest, smashing it off the ground. Just when Alice thought everything was going to be all right, the Osprey started to take off, its engine rumbling loudly.

"No!" She cried out, running to make a jump for the leg supports. She was too late though, and the hovercraft was airborne. "No…" She panted, defeated. Chris and Claire were gone. It wasn't that she cared for Chris, but Claire? Over the time that she had known the red head, she had known that they had something between them, a spark, or chemistry. But now she was gone, taken away by Umbrella to do who knows what with her. Alice shook her head, and then looked back at Jill. She was writhing on the deck, holding her knee. Alice walked back over, holstering the kukri blades.

"Do you know your name?" She asked, much the same as she had done when she had discovered Claire had lost her memory. The green eyed blonde looked at her, dazed and confused. "Anything? Do you remember anything?"

"No…"