A/N: In case any of you are wondering, I mixed certain elements of the RE game with the second movie. It was much more interesting that way. Also, if any of you ever played the 'Fourth Survivor' game, then you know who Hunk is. Capcom owns the game, certain characters, and events. Everything else came from me. Happy Reading!--

Prologue: Grey Dawn

The five familiar helicopters were approaching the city as low as possible. Such a mission was not to be taken lightly, and mission success was a critical element. The lead chopper was a Bell 430 model- fitted with special weapons attachments and the somber red-and-white logo of the Umbrella Corporation. The other four were AB-139 series helicopters, each with a team of fifteen members aboard. There was a separate flight convoy flying in heavy weapons support, so each team was fitted with the bare nessecities- knives, machine guns with ammo, pistols, and specially designed stun batons.

On board the lead helicopter, the pilots were relaying coordinates to the rest of the flight group, then they would guide the aircraft in the new direction and the others would follow their lead. To the standard observer, the aircraft were flying in a perfect formation maneuver. But it was really a strict tactical exercise that they were conducting, designed to approach and descend with little room for error. The pilot spoke into his mic and addressed the flight group.

"All Flight Units, this is Lead. Get your men prepped, it's time to deploy in area eight zero six Kilo. We're ten minutes out from DZ. Confirm orders."

"Unit One - Confirmed."

"Two Here - Confirmed."

"Orders confirmed for Unit Three."

"This is Four, orders confirmed."

The helicopter flight group split up and took different directions. On board Flight Unit Four, the pilot clicked an overhead switch and started talking to the infiltration team in the back cargo area.

"Alright gentlemen- we've got your mission lined up for you. We'll drop you in at coordinates three Zebra, and you'll have to groundpound it to the HZ. From there, heavy support will fly in your mission specific weapons, so you'll have to get there fast- otherwise, they can't perform the drop. Good luck."

With that, the men all looked at each other and gave a loud hoot. Then they started preparing their weapons and getting ready for ground action. At the back of the chopper, one of the men just sat there- arms folded and head slumped against his chest. He seemed to be asleep. His uniform and tactical weapons were different from the rest. Unlike everyone else's uniforms, his had no name or identification number on it. It only bore the Umbrella company logo and the embroidered U.C.B.S. patch. Despite his apparent lack of interest in the mission, one of the other team members leaned over and nudged him until he woke up. The man looked at him with a look of extreme seriousness.

"Hey- wake up. We're about to deploy at the drop zone. Get your equipment ready." He said.

The soldier looked at him, and then he grabbed the man by his collar and pulled his face close to his. Inches from each other's face, the soldier gave a nasty smirk and shook his head. Then he released him.

Up in front, the copilot of the helicopter flipped a switch and in the back, a large red light came on. The members of the U.C.B.S. unit all grabbed their equipment and got ready to deploy for their mission. They were all silent and somber as the side doors on the chopper slid back.

One of the men attached the descent ropes and the others started clipping their slide harnesses on to the support cable. It wouldn't take long to slide down the line, but getting tangled in it would make it harder to get off.

Slowly, the helicopter's pilot brought the craft in on a steady hold pattern and as the craft hovered over a building, the copilot flipped another switch. The red light clicked off and a green one replaced it. The team leader grabbed the rope and hooked his rappel harness to it.

"Alright everyone! Let's get this mission done with!"

He jumped out the side door and rappelled quickly down the rope, the other members following him. No one thought anything of the unidentified soldier, who quickly worked up a rappel line of his own. He rigged it on the other side of the chopper and stepped silently out the door. He went down the line quickly and very covert- touching down and snapping the release line from the support cable. He did a tactical double roll, and when he rolled onto his feet, his pistol was out and the safety was off.

As he stood up, what he saw made him swear under his breath very softly. The other U.C.B.S. members were doing the same thing. They found themselves on the roof of a business building, watching as black smoke rose into the sky from other buildings and the street below. There were sounds of people screaming- some pleading for their lives as the voices got louder and louder. From somewhere, they heard the sound of gunshots and in the distance, a grenade exploded.

The rest of the team were trying to get a clear understanding of what was going on, but the individual soldier standing by himself already knew what was going on- and he'd hoped it wasn't true. He was in Hell once again.

Hunk, the only U.S.F. soldier to survive the absolute carnage that had heralded the first outbreak of the virus in Raccoon City, now had to do it all over again. A new city with an old mission.

His own survival.