Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Resident Evil, its characters, cities, and monsters… I only own Remus and Vic...
A/N: If you want this story to make any sense to you, the readers, please go to my profile and read, in this order, Resident Evil: Desolation Infection and Resident Evil: Infection's Return then come read this. All this will make sense if you do!! Danke!!
Years past like a blink of an eye to me. I've seen horrors no normal, sane, man should see…But then again, I'm not normal or sane am I? No, sadly I'm not. I bet you're wondering who I am. Sometimes I wonder that myself but no; my birth name is Remus Jack Birkin, nephew to the once living William and Annette Birkin.
They took me in after my mother and father died in a horrific car crash. I only survived because I wasn't there. Sometimes I wish I hadn't…But enough of those thoughts. Let me tell you how it all started, all those years ago when I met the woman I came to love, how I became what I am, and what happened during my six year absence.
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ROME Middle School, 1989
"The circulatory system is an organ system that moves nutrients, gases, and wastes to and from cells, it helps fight diseases and also helps stabilize body temperature and pH to maintain homeostasis. This system may be seen strictly as a blood distribution network, but some people consider the circulatory system composed of the cardiovascular system, which distributes blood, and the lymphatic system, which distributes lymph.
While humans, as well as other vertebrates, have a closed cardiovascular system, meaning that the blood never leaves the network of many arteries, veins and also capillaries, some invertebrate groups have an open cardiovascular system. The most primitive animal phyla lack circulatory systems. The lymphatic system, on the other hand, is an open system!!" The teacher continued to talk as she wrote on the board.
A young boy sighed as he rested his head on his hand, twirling a pencil between his fingers. He knew this, he knew it all, it helps that your uncle and aunt are doctors. He was the second youngest student; he was merely eleven, in the ninth grade, and his nemesis, a blonde girl who was eight. Bloody eight years old. Before she came along he was damn near worshiped as a genius. Then she came and ruined his perfect life.
They were both tied for the Valedictorian award in high school. He frowned, he didn't even want to know the girl's name, but he knew he disliked her. "Remus!! What are the main components of the human circulatory system?" The teacher barked out. Remus looked up at her and sighed, he hated this teacher, that and it didn't help her much when she was incompetent.
"They are the heart, blood, and the blood vessels. The circulatory system includes: the pulmonary circulation, a 'loop' through the lungs where blood is oxygenated; and the systemic circulation, also a 'loop' through the rest of the body to provide oxygenated blood to the body. And for kicks, an average adult contains about five to six quarts, roughly 4.7 to 5.7 liters, of blood, which consists of plasma that contains red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets. Would you like me to continue, Ma'am?" Remus asked, glaring at the teacher.
The teacher sputtered in surprise as Remus stood up, grabbed his bag and left the room. He didn't need to be here. He was more then smart enough. He hated the teacher anyway, she thought just because he was young that he was stupid. He sneered as he walked down the halls as he made his way to his dormitory. He didn't know why he couldn't graduate so early. He was more then smart enough, they wouldn't even let him go to the twelfth grade all because he was 'too young'.
He snorted; all they did was bitch and complain. He kicked his door room down walked in, and kicked it closed again. He hated private schools. He made his way to his bed and laid down, tucking his hands behind his head he fell asleep.
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Remus growled as he burnt his letter. His uncle wouldn't let him get out of this wretched school! He was going to go mad if he stayed here!! He wouldn't be missed, the teachers didn't like him because he was to smart for them and he was rude when he was angry. And friends? What friends? He scared them all off, both for his height and his attitude. He may be only eleven but at 5'9, he was tall for his age.
He went out into the school gardens to calm down, if he didn't he might actually hurt someone more then just a few bruises. He sat down heavily on the elegant wooden bench and pulled out a rather thick tome. 'The Complete Adventures of Sherlock Holmes' was a die-hard favorite of his. He read for a few minutes, maybe an hour or so before he looked up and saw her, the bane of his existence.
He snarled mentally as he stood up and strolled over to her. She was reading a book also, but he didn't care at the moment. If she wouldn't quite the school, then he'd make her! "I see you're still here…" He snapped as he stood a few feet from her. She looked up, surprised to see him. Her eyes suddenly narrowed as she glared at him. "What do you want?"
"Honest? For you to be gone," He snapped, his face becoming a cold mask. The girl frowned, "Sorry, but you have to put up with me."
"No, I don't…I refuse to put up with a know-it-all brat…"
She gaped at him, shocked at how mean he was being. "Why you!!" She stood up; throwing her book down on the bench she was sitting on. She stood before him and suddenly slapped him, surprising Remus with her action. He held his wounded cheek as he gawked at her.
"If you got that stick outta your ass maybe I'll be nicer, you stiff!!" The nine year old blonde girl yelled at her older classmate. Remus' green eyes blazed in anger. "'Stiff'?! I am not a stiff, you little brat!!" He growled back. "And who said I wanted you to be 'nice' to me?! I don't need you!! I don't need anybody!!" The black haired boy yelled as he turned on his heel and stalked off.
The blonde girl snorted in annoyance. "Arrogant prat…" She muttered under her breath as she too stalked towards her dormitory.
The boy fell onto his bed, his arms crossed. "I don't need anybody…I don't…" He muttered. He felt tears prickle his eyes as he rolled over on his bed, curling up. "She's right…I am an ass…A stiff…" He felt tears run down his cheeks. He had no friends, no family except his uncle, aunt and cousin. Remus Jack Birkin sighed as he began to think. He rubbed his face exhausted, after a few tears they had stopped, and for that he was grateful.
He felt awful calling her a brat, and thought of a way to apologize. Then next day after his classes Remus decided to hunt the young girl down and apologize for being a 'stiff'. He found her outside on a school bench reading a thick book. He walked over to her and gave a soft cough. The girl looked up and frowned, "What do you want?"
"I uh…I-I came to…Apologize for being rude to you yesterday…" Remus muttered as he looked down at his feet. He heard a soft laugh and looked up. The girl was laughing, "I see you finally got that stick out of your ass!!" Remus felt himself smile slightly, "I-I guess so…So, um…What's your name?"
"Victoria Ashley Williams. But you can call me 'Vic' for short. What's your name?"
"Remus Jack Birkin. It's a pleasure to finally not fight with you!!" Remus said, scratching the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "The same!! I think we're gonna be great friends, Remy!!" Vic said cheerfully. "'Remy'?" Remus muttered, raising an eyebrow. "Yup!! I'm gonna call you 'Remy' from now on!!"
Remus sighed. This is what he got for being friends with the crazy girl…
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December 25th, 1994
"Are you ready yet, Vic?" A sixteen year old Remus yelled out, banging on the large oak door. "I'll be out in a minute!!" Vic's muffled voice called out. Remus grumbled and rubbed his face. "You're going to make us late!! You know how my uncle is!!" Remus called out again hoping she'd hurry. The door opened almost hitting the tall man in the face. "Hey!! Watch where you--!!" Remus trailed off as he stared at Vic. Her shoulder length blonde hair was curled and framed her face; her glasses were gone for the sake of contacts.
She turned and looked at him sheepishly; she started to smooth her sage green dress to get rid of imaginary wrinkles. "So? How do I look? I know, I bet it looks awful and--"
"N-No!! You look good, the color suits you just fine, let's go," Remus barked out as he turned around quickly trying not to show her his blush.
He took slow even breaths and looked back. "Well?! Let's go, Vic!!"
He started on ahead with her trailing after him. He had just turned sixteen last month, and Vic was thirteen turning that age in June. They were trying to get into college again since the last one kicked them out for some unknown reason. Was it because they had done a massive prank that involved the computers mysteriously letting all the animals loose inside the school? Or was it because both Vic and him scared away the incompetent teachers? Maybe…
"Well, Miss Williams, let's go," Remus said as he stopped beside the door and held his arm out. Vic smiled and took his arm. He opened the door into the ballroom of the Spencer Manor, they stepped through and some of the people turned and gawked at them. Remus felt uncomfortable at the stares and Vic took it all in stride. "Let's go find your uncle, Remy!!" Vic said smiling at him as she dragged him by his hand.
Soon they were only a few feet from his uncle. "Uncle Will!! We're here," Remus called out catching the older man. Birkin looked up and smiled warmly, "I see you finally made it, Rem!!" Annette gave a small laugh beside him, "Nice that you finally stopped gelling your hair for a day, Remus." Remus sniffed as he held his head high, "I would've gelled it if a certain imp hadn't stolen my gel…"
Vic grinned, "It was the only way, sir, he hunted for it for almost an hour before he gave up…He'll never find it!!"
Remus snorted and changed the subject, "Where's little Sherry?"
"She's over by the walls near the champagne. She just wouldn't do anything without you, Rem," Birkin said chuckling. "Excuse me then," Remus turned and walked away leaving his aunt, uncle, and Vic behind him in his search for his cousin. "Rem likes you, Vic," Annette said as she smiled fondly at Remus as he lifted Sherry in his arms who was smiling faintly at the little girl. "Yeah, I know…He's just so…Stubborn at times!!" Vic sighed as Birkin chuckled. "What?"
"Remus is just like my brother and I. Stubborn and thick headed, he'll grow out of it in a few years," Birkin said smiling.
Across the room Remus and Sherry were sitting in the chairs that lined the wall. "I heard you wouldn't a do a thing without me, Sherry," Remus said as he smiled. Sherry nodded vigorously, "Yeah!! I hadn't seen you in soooo long!! I was worried about you!!" Remus chuckled, "I see!! Well, me and Vic got kicked out of college again so we'll be home for a month or so. So, my little favorite cousin…"
"I'm your only cousin!!" Sherry giggled as she swung her legs while she looked around the ball room. "True, true. How old are you this year? Twelve?" Remus asked, cocking his head to the side as he looked at her in her white knee length dress. "I'm nine, Remy!!" Sherry said as she huffed. Remus couldn't help it as he laughed at her antics. He had been her baby sitter for seven years and he still was. "Is Vic coming to live with us too?" Sherry asked suddenly excited as she turned her baby blues to him.
Remus blinked his green eyes owlishly at her. "What? I d-don't know!! It's up to her if she wants to live with us," He blushed softly as he looked away trying to hide it from his inquisitive cousin. "I'll ask her then!!" Sherry squealed as she hopped off the chair and ran over to Vic, her father and mother. Remus groaned, he knew what the little girl was asking and he was not going to like the end result. He looked back up when he saw Sherry jogging back towards him grinning from ear to ear. "She can stay!! She can stay!!" She cheered as she jumped up and down in front of him.
"She can what?! What do you mean 'she can stay'?" Remus asked surprise evident in his voice. "You heard her, Remy; I'm coming to live with you guys when you move!!" Vic's voice said cheerfully. "Oh, well…That's good to know," Remus said as he stood up. Something caught his eye as he looked over Vic's shoulder. A large middle-aged man made his way through the small crowd of people towards them.
Remus' eyes narrowed as the fat man tapped Vic on her shoulder. "Excuse me, Miss. May I have this dance?" His voice grated Remus' nerves. "I…Uh," Vic looked back at Remus, her eyes pleading. But before Remus could open his mouth to scare the man aware a deep voice with a lilt of an accent called out from behind Remus.
"Irons, I thought you were supposed to be at the office doing paper work?" Remus turned around and saw a tall blonde haired man in a solid black tuxedo. His hair was slicked back and he wore sunglasses. The man named Irons stuttered but eventually nodded turning on his heel and hurried away. "Thank you, sir," Vic said politely. The blonde haired man nodded, "Do you know where William Birkin is?"
"My uncle? Yes, sir. He's over there with my aunt," Remus said as the blonde haired man nodded once more and left. "Remy?"
"Yeah?"
"That man sounded like David Bowie…"
"True. I hope we never see that grotesque man, Irons again…" Remus bit out as he sat down, Vic sitting beside him in the chairs.
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September 31st, 1998
"Those poor people…Wh-Why would he do something so, so cruel!!"
"I don't know, Vic, I honestly do--"
"Who the hell are you?!" Someone's voice yelled from the doorway. They turned and saw a deranged man standing there, eyes glittering with madness. "My trophy!! YOU MOVED MY TROPHY!!" The deranged man said. "You, you murdering bastard!!" Remus snarled as he began to stalk forward Irons. Irons snarled back and lifted a SMG and pointed it at Remus.
"Stay still, pretty boy, or I'll kill you and your buddies!!" Irons spat, as Remus came to a halt a few feet from the man. "Back!! Back against the wall or I'll kill you all!!" Irons ordered. Remus, Leon, Claire, Vic, and Ada slowly made their way to the back of the room. "That's good. Now, get ready to be added to my trophy list, you sonsabitches!!" Irons screeched in delight, his finger began to tighten on the trigger before a large shadow loomed over him.
Irons turned and caught the brunt of the attack to his shoulder. He fell hitting the floor with a hard thud. Irons turned and began to fire erratically at the door. The bullets chipped woods and hit flesh. The shadow grabbed his foot and dragged Irons to it. It lifted him into the air, grabbed his shoulder and pulled.
The sounds of both clothe and flesh being ripped sent shivers down Remus' spine. The shadow's owner stepped into the light still holding the screaming Irons in its grasp. It was Birkin who held Irons. Birkin looked back down at Irons and dropped both halves of the man onto the ground. Irons began to drag himself to where Remus stood. Blood gushed from his mouth as he panted, his breathing becoming labored. "He-Help m-me…Please," Irons coughed as he continued to drag himself.
His organs dragged with him. Blood poured out of his wounds, and Irons managed to grab a hold of Remus' ankle. "Help…Me…," Irons begged, looking up pitifully. Remus stared down at him, his face as pale as Irons. Birkin walked to where Irons' intestines were closest and picked it up and turned, dragging the now dead man with him out of the room. Irons' hand slipped from his ankle and snagged the door, closing it most of the way.
Remus slid to the floor and dry heaved. He coughed and leaned into the warmth that now held him. He coughed and gagged. Tears fell from his face, as he coughed and gagged again. The person that held him rubbed his back and smoothed his hair, and in minutes he calmed. Remus looked up to see who had held him and his eyes widened. There wasn't one person holding him but three. Leon had rubbed his back, while Vic held him and Claire had smoothed his hair back.
"We'll be here for you always, Remus," Vic said, smiling at him. "You're not alone in this hell, right Claire?" Leon said, looking at Claire.
Claire nodded, "We'll be here for you no matter what." She said nodding. "We need to leave soon. It may come back," Ada said quietly. Remus nodded as he stood, slightly unsteady onto his legs. "Yes, we need to go," Remus said, nodding, his tone almost changing back to normal. "Alright, let's head out then," Leon said opening the door again and looked out. "It's safe, let's go."
"Leon, what did I say earlier? This damn city is never 'safe'" Remus said as the girls followed him and Leon out of the blood stained office. Remus was right. In Raccoon City…You are never safe; there is always something that is going to try to kill you.
A/N: There…The first chapter of RE: Infection's Past…I might nickname this series the 'Infection Series' or what-not…Anyway!! This is going to be a short/long fic…Short as in amount of chapters but long with the amount of words. If you read the first story: Resident Evil: Desolation Infection, which is in my profile, you will recognize some parts of this story. And if you read Resident Evil: Infection's Return, which is the second story, you will recognize a part here and there. And yes, Remus is/was an ass…A smart-ass if you will, but beside the point!! I started writing this while I was writing chapter twenty-two of R.E.I.R. so I can take it easy…But please, read and review!! Danke!!