This is my first fanfic, constructive criticism or any comment is accepted.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil and Deadrising are games created by Capcom, I do not own the characters, original story or as such, but I do own this fanfic.

Chapter 1: Arrival at Willamette

From Leon's View:

September 1998, the destruction of Raccoon city was an inevitable counterstrike against the biohazard outbreak. The Umbrella Corporation, a company responsible for the outbreak of the unstable G-Virus, but now, the name has been forgotten and suddenly vanished along with evidences of whatever had happened in Raccoon city, I was one of the survivors. September 19 2006, it seems another outbreak has begun in Colorado, and I am to investigate the cause of this, but I won't let the same thing that happened to Raccoon city happen to this place. I'll get to the bottom of this…

"Kirk, are we near?"

"Almost there… Here we are, Willamette Parkview Mall, Colorado."

The view stunned me; from a bird's eye view, the zombies looked more like a cloud of decayed flesh, the place was taking huge amounts of damage from their numbers, and It was just a matter of time till anyone would let the undead slip by unnoticed. As we landed on the Helipad, I stepped off from the Helicopter and waved, back to signal my departure.

"Listen uhh… don't tell this to anyone, any civilian, but this place will be cleaned in three days so try to rescue as much people as you can."

"Define clean."

"Mass annihilation, but I think they're resorting to the military's Armed Forces."

"It's fine as long as they don't use a city wide Wipeout."

"See you in three days."

"Stay safe Leon."

"Will do."

As I entered through the door it lead me to a Security Room, I saw a woman who had blonde hair with glasses, and a bit stout looking, it seemed like she was monitoring the mall's surveillance systems. I knocked on the door.

"Who's there!"

"Hello, I'm Leon Kennedy of the U.S. Government, I have been assigned to, investigate the outbreak, and rescue survivors in this place."

"Finally some back up! You seem to be the only one here." She grinned for awhile, but was disappointed after noticing I was alone.

"I'm Jessica MaCarney of the D.H.S., Jessie for short. The zombies have spread through the whole city."

"Yeah I noticed, so how did this-"

A transceiver beeped.

" Hey! We're in real shit! The zombies just breached the entrance!"

A deep male voice shouted from the speakers."

"Ok! I'll send help *Looked back at me* Please you've got to help them."

"Alright! Where are they?"

"They're at the North Plaza Entrance. Here, take this map."

I rushed towards the door and ran towards the mall's entrance. The zombies have made past the barricade and looking down on the first floor, I saw a man in a suit with a camera; he seemed to be a photojournalist, and he was being cornered, so I followed my instincts first, and I immediately went to help.

"What the hell are you people doing! This way to the stairs, MOVE!" an Afro-American male shouted towards the crowd, sounded like the person on the transceiver. Of course I had no time for second-guessing, I rushed down to the ground floor. The zombies swarmed all over the place, but I made my way through the crowd.

"Hey! Duck!"

I shot a quick round on the zombie in front of the photojournalist.

"You ok!"

"Fine! Thank you very much! Could have taken my head clean off, but it works!" *he smiled and also somehow hesitated to ask something*

"Save the Intros for later, right now we have to escape."

The photojournalist, quickly threw a baseball which almost hit me.

"What the!" there was a zombie who almost bit me. This place was completely unsafe.

"Watch your back!" and I immediately followed it up with a roundhouse which sent it's head flying, We made our way to the up the stairs, and followed the black man.

"Over Here!"

"Come on!"

We made it out of the entrance and back into the Security room.

"Where are the others?" the Black male asked.

"I don't know. I hope they got away." The photojournalist replied.

"Tough luck… those things won't quit, I've dealt with zombies before. They are probably eaten or one of them now… nothing we can do. I'm Leon Kennedy by the way, I was tasked to investigate the outbreak here."

"Yeah well you shouldn't have come, zombies are out there biting people, making more of them… Shit!" the black male ranted.

The male nodded, to an older male, who looked like the custodian of the mall he took out a welding torch and welded the door shut.

"As long as those things are in the mall, we better not use that door."

The Afro-American look towards the air vents."

"What are you doing?"

"The Air Ducts, They'll get us back into the mall, and apparently those things aren't smart enough to use the air ducts. So they won't be a factor."

"Wait a minute… You wanna go back in there? What for!"

The black male did not reply, and left the room. I stayed and investigated what the photojournalist knew.

"Hey! Hey!" The photojournalist called the man, but with no reply

Jessie looked at the photojournalist

"Nice camera, you a photographer?"

"As a matter of fact I am, Frank West, photojournalist. *looked at me with intrigue* So you've had experience with zombies, huh?"

"Yeah, was just a rookie, it took out Raccoon city."

"Really! I thought that Raccoon city was taken out by a nuclear explosion!" Jessie seemed surprised.

"The government likes covering things up… I swear the government has to answer to this, cause I bet they'll cover this up too…" Frank added

"Well I guess if people knew, it would cause a worldwide panic."

"Right." Jessie agreed, but with a sound of grief.

"What do you know about the outbreak?"

"Nothing, I just came here for a scoop. I thought it was a simple riot."

"And you didn't see the military on the borders of town?

Frank somehow regrets coming here…

"Can I see your photos?" Frank didn't give me the camera, I could sense the mistrust in the government.

"Can you show (me) your pictures?" and Frank seemed more willing to give the camera to Jessie rather than me.

"Seems like you know what you're doing."

Jessie stopped at the picture of the old man, and Frank mentioned that he was at the entrance, and asked Jessie if the guy had done anything wrong. The same question popped into mind, why would Jessie be intrigued? Since I knew Jessie was just part of the DHS, and Frank doesn't know that, I had to stayed quiet. Jessie was really secretive, but I understood her position. She returned the camera, and looked at me, and gestured me to follow her, unnoticeably.

"Wait we're not done talking yet. Just who are you guys?"

"I'm Jessie and the man you just saw is Brad, that's all I'm authorized to tell you."

And we went to the office, and left Frank curious.

"Who was that guy, in the picture?"

"He's Professor Russell Barnaby, he was in charge of a research about the zombies, though I'm not sure about the rest."

"So this Barnaby guy is the key to solving this? Then we'll need him alive."

That would explain why he was so high strung.

I immediately contacted Hunnigan to research about Russell Barnaby.

"Leon, this is serious… You've got to see this."

Hunnigan looked twitchy, this must be big news.

My jaw literally dropped when I heard that, Russell Barnaby used to work for Umbrella.

"What? Are you serious!"

"He was in charge for containing a specimen, though that's all I can tell you, the rest is locked in the government archives, I can't get through. I'm sorry Leon you'll have to find out the rest on your own."

"That's all I need to go on… Good work Hunnigan."

This was bad if this Barnaby guy really is from Umbrella he can cause more damage than just zombies.

I immediately left the room and saw Frank waiting near the vent.

"Hey, you should wait in the room. Don't bother covering this news, it's too dangerous."

"Listen! I don't even know you; so don't tell me what to do. Do you know how much the world would change if this news got out! I've never trusted the government so maybe you should just back off!" Frank replied agitated by what just happened.

He has a point though after all these cover ups, these facts shouldn't be hidden, though as an officer it's still my duty to uphold the law. I don't blame him.

"Fine… do what you want, but let's work together, I wanna get to the bottom of this as much as you."

If I wanted Frank on my side I would have to get to negotiate, Frank was sharp, and very persistent, but definitely a person you could trust, not a threat. He'd probably be one to get out of this place alive.

"Hmm, isn't that what you're told to do? Or are you freelance just like me?"

"A little of both, but I have my priorities. Besides I don't think Brad will let you do anything stupid alone. You in?"

"As long I get to report my finds. Fine."

"Come on, Let's go."

I hid the truth from Frank, it wasn't the right time, to tell him about anything… but like I said, Frank was sharp, and very well aware of these things, I knew that Frank would be able to cover this story, and he'd change the world.