Disclaimer: I do not own resident evil. I only own Luna.

Chapter 1

" The eagle has eyes. I repeat the eagle has eyes." A static voice erupted the cool silent night.

" Roger that." I muttered back pulling my hair in a tight ponytail. " I'll get the information and get out as soon as possible."

" Be careful, Luna. I don't want you getting yourself killed." The female voice stated almost in pain.

" Oh the irony." I rolled my eyes. " I'll be fine Claire. I maybe younger, but I am more than capable to keep myself alive." A smiled a little was talking into the radio. " I survived Raccoon city by myself."

" I guess you're right." The woman finally gave in. " Just…"

There were footsteps behind me as I quickly switched the radio off. I turned around quietly to notice someone ten feet away. I search quickly for a place to hide. A few feet to my left there was a large stack of crates, and a small amount of room to maybe fit me between the two piles. I ran to the crates and squeezed myself between them.

The outside of the large building was cold and dark. The perimeter was fenced in and searchlights would scan the area. The building, more like a large tower, leaned over everything around it. It sent chills down my back at the thought of what is going on in there.

" Who would have thought I'd come to Paris in my entire life." I shook my head frowning. " I wish that I wasn't on a mission though."

After the searchlight passed, I darted towards the entrance of the building. Two guards stood there as they kept look out. I slowly pulled out two guns from my black holster and aimed it at both guards. My gloved hand gently placed on around the handle as my fingertip, fingerless gloves, ready on the trigger.

" Good thing I have theses." I smirked pulling the trigger as the guns silently killed their prey. " Gotcha."

I quickly got to the two dead guards. I grabbed both by the wrists and dragged the quietly, yet quickly, to the side of the building. I quickly glaze at their uniform. Black bulletproof vest, black pants, and black helmets with tinted windows.

I then looked at what I was wearing. A black jean jacket with a picture of a heart with wings and a sword right down the middle as a vine twisted around the sword as it held thrones. Below that it read " Time Of Your Life." The breast was a pocket and "L.R." on the pocket. I wore a black spaghetti strap shirt that stopped above my bellybutton. My black combat pants went over black boots. A holster hung loosely around my waist as my radio was clipped to it. My reddish brown hair was pulled up in a high ponytail and my bangs fell to my left.

" I guess I won't blend in like this." I shrugged heading into the building cautiously. " This is more trouble than I need to get in at this point."

I switched on the radio and spoke quietly. " I'm in. I'm going to go to the main computer on the tenth floor."

" Take precaution as you move through the building." She warned with a sigh. " We don't need you missing too."

" Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes getting to the stairs. " I'm going to take the stairs. It should be clear if I do. You know how lazy people are these days."

" You're nice, Shorty." She snorted, but was clearly amusement in it.

" Don't pick on the short one." I sighed running up the stairs. " I'll tell you my progress in the mission when I get everything. Over and out."

I switched the radio off before she could reply and ran faster up the stairs.

" Chris isn't even here. It does look like they have him on surveillance though." I muttered typing wildly on the keyboards. " Maybe they might know where he is."

Before I could look further on the topic an alarm sounded. A voice erupted through the speakers as the room flashed red. " Intruder alert! Intruder alert!"

" Shit!" I growled getting up, picking up the black bag. " How did they find out?"

" Luna. What's going on?" Claire shouted through the radio.

" Get away from the building. They found I'm here." I shouted into the radio. " I have the escape route ready."

" I see, I'll see you on the outside."

" I hope so." I muttered as I turned a corner.

" There she is!" I looked to my right to see three men in uniform. The leader pointed at me as the two ran towards me.

" Damn!" I turned left down the dark hall as they shouted after me.

I ran faster as everything seemed to go in slow motion. My heart was beating faster than it should, even when running, as my thoughts appeared blank.

I came to a window at the end of the hallway. A blinding white light blinded me for a brief moment. I slid to a stop as I realized that it was a helicopter and they were going to fire.

" They're going to be destroying they're own building." I muttered running past the guards and down another hallway.

The chopper opened fire, killing the two guards. When realizing I ran off down another hallway they stopped and followed.

The hallway I went down was covered with windows all the way to the doors. The chopper opened fire again as I ran faster, barely missing the bullets. When I reached the end I jumped through the open door and rolled the ground, getting back to my feet.

I looked up from the ground to see a group of guards waiting for me, all aiming their machine guns at me. I raised my hands up as I noticed a flammable tank behind them. At this I smirk and dropped me gun, eyeing it as it hit the ground. Half way down I drop to my side, catching the pistol, and shot behind them. This caused an explosion as the group scattered, unconscious or dead.

I start to get up when I hear footsteps and a gun pressed against my head. From the corner of my eye I could see a Hispanic man aiming a gun at me.

" Don't move." He warned before everything went black.

A low rumbling caused me to jump from my slumber. The dim light flickered before it turned pitch black. I searched my pocket for my lighter, but with my luck, it wasn't there. I patted the ground, to see if I dropped it, and found a metal object.

I flipped the cap open and lit it. The small flame lit up the ceiled area I was in. I quickly looked around to see the man from earlier was unlocking the door.

" You're free to go." He muttered heading back to his desk.

" What? You're letting me go just like that?" I asked looking down at a red spot on his white shirt. " Are you injured?"

" Just go. This place is done for anyways." He muttered taking out a small white container and opened it. When found empty he threw it across the room.

" I can help you. Where's my bag?" I asked him searching the small room. " I have some medication in there that should help."

" Over there." He muttered quietly pointing to a chair that held my black bag.

I walked over to it and opened it. After a few moments of searching I pulled out the pills need. I turned to see that he passed out from shock, my best guess.

" I'll be going." I whispered putting on my bag and placed the bottle of pills and lighter on his desk near him.

I picked up the knife on his desk as I walked out the door.

This is the end of this chapter. I'm bouncing around on my stories so yeah. This is my second story so I hope you like it. Second chapter will be out Tuesday or Wednesday, depending if volleyball goes well. Review, if I get enough reviews or favorites on the story I will probably continue but if not then oh well. So I hoped you enjoyed it! Message me if you have any questions. If you haven't noticed then this takes place in code veronica(3 months after the Raccoon city incident.