Here I am again writing another "how Steve could return" story. This one just popped into my head and I kinda like it a little more than "The Burnside Chronicles", so I'm gonna go ahead and write it. It's definitely not a sequel - these events are entierly different to the ones in my previous story. Enjoy!

Resident Evil: Revelations 3

~Prologue~

2014, TerraSave Facility

"Hey, Claire."

"Claire!"

"Claire?"

"C-Claire!"

"Claaaiiire?"

"Cl...aire..."

"Claire!"

Claire jolted slightly as she awoke from her trance, still seeing that she was sat opposite Moira in the cafeteria.

"You looked kinda lost for a second there," the younger female pointed out. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Claire nodded, taking a sip from the coffee that was still sitting before her. "What did you ask me again?"

"I asked why you joined TerraSave, but you sorta zoned out," Moira replied.

Claire's thoughts almost returned to her, but she was quick to block them out this time. "My brother got me a job here," she answered. "Fighting zombies isn't really my thing."

"Yeah, but you rock at it," Moira pointed out. "You're like a secret zombie-killing badass."

The older woman chuckled ever so slightly, stirring her coffee with a spoon. "Well, I've had experience in the past," she admitted.

"Oh yeah," Moira recalled. "Raccoon city, right?" She saw Claire nodding her head.

"Yeah," she answered, but her eyes made her look lost again. "Raccoon City..."

Moira waved a hand in front of her eyes to snap her out of her thoughts. "Gee, are you tired or something?" she queried.

"No," Claire responded hastily, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Moira."

At that moment, a fellow researcher entered the cafeteria and approached the two women. "Claire Redfield," he said, "someone's come to see you."

Heading to the main entrance with Moira following her, Claire went to see who had decided to pay her a visit. Her eyes went wide upon seeing Rebecca Chambers - an old friend of her brother's.

"Rebecca?" Claire reacted, even squinting her eyes a little. She saw Rebecca wave and smile, walking over to her.

"Hey, Claire," she greeted. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Yeah," Claire agreed, still seeming baffled. "How come you're here?" Rebecca's smile seemed to fade and she looked reluctant to answer, but she knew that she had to.

"There's something urgent I need to talk to you about," the woman announced. "Can we talk somewhere in private?"

Claire turned back to Moira and nodded her head, silently telling her to leave. Moira did just that, and Claire's attention was back on Rbecca. "Of course," she answered. "I have an office here; we'll talk there."

The two ladies walked for a few minutes, exchanging small talk to briefly catch up with one another, before finally Claire opened the door to her office and allowed Rebecca to walk inside. Claire followed and closed the door behind her, and that's when Rebecca took out her laptop and placed it upon the desk.

On the screen was a blue-eyed young man with golden hair which had been neatly swept to the side, and he wore clothing which either seemed formal or dated; he wore a white buttoned shirt and a brown sweater vest, and the look was topped with a white cravat neatly tucked into the man's shirt collar. There was a certain aspect of creepiness which Claire felt upon looking at this man, and it almost felt familiar to her as she listened to him speak.

"I am the Alpha and the Omega," the man began in a posh English accent. "The First and the Last. The Beginning... and the End." A light chuckle came from his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself, Claire Redfield. My name is Charles Fox. I don't expect you to know who I am, but I can assure you, my name will soon be forever printed within your mind."

"Who the hell is this guy...?" Claire reacted.

"Keep watching," Rebecca responded.

"You have caused me quite some trouble, Miss Redfield, and I have spent my entire life planning my revenge. You took away my family, so I will take away yours!" Claire's eyes went wide as the man laughed. "Your dear brother was returning from one of his missions. I had been monitoring Chris for quite a while, so I sent the Lamb to secure him and bring him to... a rather familiar location. Do you recall an island which was located off the coast of South America?"

She did. "Rockfort..." she gasped to herself, her breath shaky.

"It's been awfully empty for quite some time now," Charles continued. "The place needed a little love and attention, so I decided to make it Chris' place of execution."

"I won't let him!" Claire suddenly snapped, standing abruptly. "Rebecca, I have to go after him. I will not let him harm my brother!"

Rebecca stopped the video and responded to Claire quickly. "No, Claire!" she argued. "Don't you see? He wants you to go there! He'll kill you both!"

"He has my brother," Claire hissed. "Who does he think he is? How could I have caused him any trouble?"

"I'm not sure," Rebecca admitted, "but that's not something we need to worry about. I'm going to go and rescue Chris; you need to hide, Claire. This guy might send his "Lamb" after you."

"So you want me to hide while my brother's life could be in danger?" Claire growled.

"No," Rebecca replied. "I want you to hide while I go and save him, but I need someone to keep in contact with. After all, you're familiar with Rockfort Island's layout."

Claire clenched her fists and visibly looked distressed, but she let out a sigh. "Fine," she responded. "But do you honestly think you can rescue Chris all alone?" To that, Rebecca smiled.

"I'm not going alone," she answered.

...

Rebecca sat in the back of the helicopter, staring out at the ocean. She turned her head to see her companion doing the same. Josh Green was the name he went by, but she knew that wasn't his real name at all. That was the name he gave himself after the parted ways sixteen years ago.

"Alright, the island is just up ahead," the pilot announced. "Prepare for landing."

The helicopter landed on a deserted edge of the island, remaining out of sight - hopefully. Rebecca hopped out of the vehicle, followed by her male companion. Once they had walked a safe distance away from the chopper, it took off and made its leave.

"Alright, so we're here to find some old friend of yours?" 'Josh' recapped. "Sounds like you're having a little reunion or something."

Rebecca almost laughed but instead only smiled. "That's why we're here," she answered, taking out a transceiver. "You there, Claire?"

"Yeah, I'm here," came Claire's voice from the handheld device. "I take it that you've arrived?"

"Yeah," Rebecca replied.

"Alright, there are two major residences on this island," Claire explained. "I don't know what they're like now, but keep your eyes out for them. If Charles is gonna be anywhere, he'll be in one of those places."

"And where do you think Chris would be?" Rebecca queried.

"The whole island was used as a prison," Claire recalled. "He'll probably be in any of the prison buildings. Oh, and Rebecca?"

"Yes, Claire?"

"There's an underwater facility on this island, too," Claire revealed. "It might still be completely intact."

"Got it," Rebecca noted. "I'll contact you if I need anything." With that, she put the transceiver away and looked at 'Josh', seeing him smirk slightly.

"So, you ready for this, doll face?" he asked her.

"Oh, I'm always ready, Billy," Rebecca answered, the pair then staring ahead at the area they were about to explore.

~End of Prologue~