Resident Evil movie edition fanfiction where I am using my OC Kristi Mills again, an alias used in one of my other stories that I just love. And here we go, after they have left the white house for some reason or other, just thought up when I was having trouble falling asleep that I have not been able to help but continue on and make into a story.

Alice POV

I groan as I feel the pounding in my head, putting my hand to my forehead as I roll onto my stomach, trying to remember what happened before I got knocked out, but nothing comes to mind. I open my eyes as I push myself to my hands and knees, finding Wesker to be unconscious still. I slowly crawl over to him and shake his shoulder, making him open his eyes and look at me with his cat-like red and golden eyes.

"Wesker, are you alright?" I ask.

As he opens his mouth to answer, I hear enraged screaming of a girl and the sound of metal being banged on repeatedly, in an extremely violent manner. "Let me out of here you bastards! I know I'm not the only one here!"

Wesker just looks at me with an almost blank expression, but I can see that he is a little worried about what is going on. "I'm fine, but I think that she might be someone to avoid." I don't even reply as her screaming goes from infuriated to one shrill and filled with pain.

I look at the ground, remembering when I was a prisoner in the Kamchatka Strait Umbrella facility several months ago, when I was tortured with the supersonic sounds by the Red Queen. The screams are similar to the ones I made, and it pains me to know that there is someone else suffering a similar fate. "What are they doing to her?"

Leon and Jill come falling through a chute in the ceiling, landing right next to me, battered and bruised, without any of their weapons, which I now notice that Wesker and I are missing all of ours as well. Leon has a haunted look on his face, as does Jill. Before I can inquire, Ada comes crashing into me, literally flying and landing on me.

"Oof!" I catch myself on my hands as Ada rolls off of my back.

"Sorry Alice." I nod at her and sit back up. "Becky is missing, she wasn't there with me when I was being questioned, and she is the only one of our group not here." My gaze falls to the floor as a feeling of dread washes over me.

The screaming erupts, reaching such a high pitch that I have to cover my ears, and the lights flicker and go out, and I can tell the rest of the power in the building has gone out. As I uncover my ears, I hear panicked shouting as footsteps come running past the room the five of us are locked in. The banging of metal rings out again, as does the sound of sheet metal being ripped apart. A set of footsteps approaches our door and I hear the click of the door unlocking, and the door creaks open, and I can tell that it is Becky.

"Mama?" She says clearly, unlike when we were in the testing facility, due to Wesker having a better quality hearing aid, and she has been talking much better since. "Why are they hurting her?"

"Hurting who, sweetie?"

"That girl. She was being quiet and minding her own business, then they threw something at her and she started yelling and screaming." She hugs me around my neck, and I can feel her trembling with fear and shock.

"Who? What is her name, and how do you know about her?" Leon asks, while Wesker pulls her to stand in front of him to check if she is alright.

She lets Wesker inspect her, then turns to Leon, who she struggles to see in the darkened room. "She said her name is Kristi, she didn't say if she had a last name. When I woke up, she was putting a blanket over me, and trying to warm me up."

Wesker asks her, "Did she tell you anything else, Becky?"

She shakes her head, "Nothing like what you want to know, but she said that she will help us as much as she can, since there are some of us that are like her."

"'Like her'?" Ada asks, to which Becky just shrugs her shoulders and goes towards the door again, looking back to us meaningfully. "Becky, what's going on?"

"She didn't want us to get hurt, and told me how to find you guys, and how to get to your guns. We need to hu-" she is cut off by the sound of gunfire and a furious scream.

Leon runs out the door, the haunted look on his face increased to fear as he runs past me. "Leon!" I shout as I run after him, following him down several halls closer to the source of the commotion, where we come to a shocked halt at the carnage before us, all around a girl clad only in a ripped blanket wrapped around her chest, going just barely past her mid-thigh.

Kristi POV

I turn around to find two people, one fairly familiar, are staring at me in shock, not knowing how to take in the mess of dead people. I don't even give them an expression on my face, not even making a sound as I gaze at them.

"Kristi?" the man asks, a note of relief in his tone, and I try to think of how I know him. I blink at them twice, trying to figure it out. "Kristi, it's me, Leon." Uncle Leon, of course! How is he here?!

"Why are you here?" I ask in a dead voice, seeming to chill his soul with my icy tone.

"Long story short, not by choice. Why are you here?"

I turn around. "Similar reasons, in the most simple of terms." I bend down to pick up the knife from a severed leg, then stand up and toss it to him. "You're going to be needing that here, trust me." I hear a set of heavy footsteps, the ones I have been trying to get away from since I got Becky out of our cell. "Listen, get to Becky, get your weapons, and get the hell out of here."

I walk away from them, knowing they will go back to the little girl. When I round the corner, I break into a sprint, trying to lure away the axe-man from them. I hear his footsteps come in my direction, while Leon's and the woman's fade back the way they came. Breaking back into a run, my goal is the storage room down a few more hallways, where they always store my belongings whenever they bring me here. I try to make it there silently, as I really can't afford to be found this time around. When I reach the door, however, I find it locked and dead-bolted shut, keeping me out.

"So they finally learned." I mutter under my breath. I start kicking the door, hoping to break it down fast enough, before anyone else finds me in this hellhole. When I feel the door starting to give way the smallest bit, I hear the click of a gun behind me, and stop moving.

"Turn around slowly, hands in the air." A deep male voice orders me. I feel my blanket start to slip around my chest, so I hold it up with one hand and put the other in the air and turn around. There are three people aiming their guns at me, two women and one man. The man has blonde hair and catlike red and gold eyes, and is wearing a black leather jacket over a black combat suit with the Umbrella logo. One of the women is Asian, wearing a red shirt with black pants and high heeled boots, while the other has blonde hair turning black at the roots, is wearing a purple one piece combat outfit with bits of metal to show where there used to be lacings. "Both hands, now."

"No, I am not dropping this until I get in that room." The man scowls at me, and I can literally smell the anger boiling in his veins. "Besides, you'll want to get away from me, Tyrant."

He lowers his weapon and draws back his hand to hit me, but an axe beats him to it, the side of the giant weapon hitting me from around the corner, hitting my side and throwing me to the ground. The bones on the whole left side of my body crack and some shatter, and I nearly pass out, but I manage to fight back the darkness.

"Wesker!" The woman in purple shouts as she starts shooting at the monster, then the Asian woman helps her, keeping the thing at bay while Wesker picks me up and deposits me in the next hallway. He spares me a quick glance and runs back to help the two women deal with the axe-man, but I don't know how well they can handle it. I struggle to sit upright, but the pain in my side makes it too painful, and I have to stay flat on the ground. Tears of pain and frustration well in my eyes and clear tracks in the blood and grime on my face as the gunshots continue, pushing me to the breaking point. I force myself up with a cry of pain and pull myself to my feet, leaning against the wall all the way back to the scene of the fight.

I see that Uncle Leon and the strange woman like me and Wesker have arrived to aid in the fight. I force myself to run and jump onto the axe-man's back and use my nails as claws to tear into his neck to reach his spine, their major weak point. I dimly hear the shouts of protest and the roars of pain from the monster as I see the vertebrae. I rip a couple of them out and the monster instantly falls forward, me riding his back down to the ground and rolling off onto my stomach, trying not to pass out.

Wesker aims his gun at me again, only to realize I am not a threat and re-holsters it. He bends down next to me and touches my right shoulder, lightly on the left, and rolls me onto my back so he can look at my injuries. I manage to keep the blanket covering myself, but only barely enough. "Why do you need to get into that room?"

I turn my head away from him to spit out a mouthful of blood and saliva before looking at him and answering. "My things… it's all in there… I need it to… find my way back… home." I gasp out an answer before everything goes dark, the last thing I see is his glowing eyes staring into mine.

Okay, I think this may be a little short, but I'm already working on the next chapter and two other stories, so please be patient with me if you are one of my followers on this site. Thank you for reading, and please leave your opinions here for me to go over, it would be highly appreciated!

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