I never was a good sister.

We started off far apart but just drifted further apart through the years, I wanted to reconnect with her but it was too far from my reach. We were too different, my sister and I. Annette was always into science; I was into having fun. We were just poles apart. It isn't true was they say, opposites do not attract. 10 years apart, Annette and I were although our other sister Sophia was close with both of us. She was the 'best' one for us both. She always had time, she was older than me and Younger than Ann. She was the sister we both hoped each other would be.

Over the years we grew further apart, Annette and I. She went to college, I got a job in the neighbourhood. She always thought I should have done something with my life, but never had the guts to say it. The only time I got back in contact with her, was when she got married to a guy named William. He was really funny and they were a match made in heaven, he was actually the one who invited me. Not Annette. I occasionally visited her but she would be the one to arrange it, I was never allowed to just 'drop by' but in 1998, I felt as if I should to check on her. That was the year of all those murders in Raccoon City and the year it had been destroyed.

My name is Amelle Genero, the younger sister of Annette Birkin, a worker for Umbrella.

{ This is just a prologue. The problem with me is that, I've got all the ideas I just don't know how to put them in words }