Knock. Knock. Knock. "Is anyone in there? Open up."

Jayson opened the door carefully and saw a tall, muscular man, in a military-like outfit. The man looked like he was in his early to mid 30's. Hesitant, Jayson asked "Excuse me, but who are you exactly?"

The man opened his wallet, held out his badge, and said "I am agent Chris Redfield of the BSAA. I need you to come with me if you want to make off campus alive."


Chapter 2: A New War Begins

"Wait a minute, BSAA? I've never heard of you guys. How can we be sure that this isn't some sort of government cover up operation?" Alan asked, looking confused.

Greg, while signaling Chris to come in, replied in agreement, "I can't help but agree with Alan though. How can we trust you?"

Chris, a bit annoyed by the ludicrous accusations, looked at all three and said "I had a feeling you would say that. Allow me to clear any doubts. BSAA, first of all, stands for Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. What happened here is that someone has unleashed an even deadlier strain of the T-Virus on campus, and it's spreading not only through campus, but through the surrounding city at an alarming rate, faster than it did in Raccoon City even. As you can clearly see, the T-Virus kills people and reanimates their dead bodies, turning them into zombies just like the Hollywood films. The virus can create more than just zombies though, either by direct exposure or through scientific experimentation. The BSAA has received intel that other mutagenic viruses even worse than T have been unleashed as well."

"Hold on a sec Agent Redfield. I have a major in Biochemistry and considering my connections within the CDC, I know of every biological pathogen that has ever been documented. Yet, I have never heard of this so-called 'T-Virus.' As far as Raccoon City is concerned, I know nothing about what happened there. I've only heard rumors about what broke out and infected the entire population," Jayson retorted, "but even so, that still does not give a good explanation as to why nuclear sterilization had to be involved in the containment effort. Also, if the T-Virus is airborne or waterborne, how come Alan, Greg, and I aren't infected like everyone else?"

"Very few people possess immunity to this new strain of T-Virus, outside of those who had previous exposure and subsequent vaccination against a prior strain. You three happen to be lucky in that regard. However, the number of people that scientists can extract any antibodies from is even lower," Chris replied, "and as far as the lack of info from the CDC on the T-virus and anything related to it, that info is highly classified to all but the highest ranking officials in the US Government, and of course the BSAA. As for your uncertainty about Raccoon City, it was the T-virus that infected the entire city along with the surrounding area. Only 20 people out of well over 100,000 survived that ordeal. I happen to be one of those few, as is my sister Claire and of course my long-time partner and girlfriend Jill Valentine. If you'll excuse me for a moment gentlemen, I need to report in to HQ."

….

"HQ, come in. This is Chris Redfield. I have located three survivors in the upper floor of Coen Hall."

'Copy that Chris. Have the survivors identified themselves?'

"Yes they have. I have Greg Muller, Alan Harper, and Jayson Belmont, who majors in Biochemistry if it is of any relevance. As for the other two, Greg studies Auto Mechanics and Alan studies Criminal Justice."

'Good to know Chris. Escort them to the rendezvous point near the football field. A chopper will be arriving to provide extraction in about 45 minutes. Make sure they travel light, and bring only what is necessary.'

"Copy that. We'll leave the building within 15 minutes at the latest."

(A few seconds later) 'Chris, Jill here. I have located a couple survivors in the Health and Science building. We're going to be departing for the football field soon.

"Jill, I've found a few survivors in one of the housing buildings. We'll meet up with you in the Health and Science building in about 15-20 minutes tops."

'I'm in Room 1721. I'll see you then Chris. Be careful out there.'

"I will Jill. Love you."

'Love you too Chris.'

….

"What's the deal Chris?" Greg asked.

Chris, looking stern, stated "All right, here's the situation. HQ will be sending a chopper to the football field in about 45 minutes. Before we go there, we need to swing by the Health and Science building Room 1721 to pick up Jill and a few more survivors. What I need you to do right now is to pack your gear and get ready to head out, but bring only what is necessary, nothing more. Meaning, no electronics other than maybe a laptop, clothing, and that's basically it."

"Good thing we moved all of our video games and TV's out over spring break. You mentioned to bring clothes and possibly our laptops, but what about some small food items and weapons?" Alan asked.

"I suppose some small food items are ok," Chris replied, "but weapons? You really have weapons in your dorm room? If so, you better bring those along. They might come in handy."

Jayson, Greg, and Alan ran to their respective rooms to round up any remaining supplies. About 5 minutes later, each one stepped out with their backpacks filled with their clothing, some food items, and in Jayson's case, the group's D&D supplies (can't leave that behind, now can we?).

Chris glanced at their choice of weapons a moment before speaking, "Wow, interesting choices: Katana, 9mm and .45 Colt pistols, crowbars, and K-Bar knives to boot. Anyway, before we head out, what direction is the Health and Science building from here?"

Jayson, knowing that building's location all too well, spoke up "I know exactly where it is! It is west of here, about halfway between this building and the football field. It should take maybe 10 minutes max to get there, assuming the path is relatively clear."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Greg replied. "Any further instructions before we leave?"

"Yeah, just a few," Chris answered, "First, stick together until we reach our destination. Even then, do not go anywhere alone under any circumstances. Wouldn't want anyone getting killed, or possibly kidnapped by some random psychopath. Second, and I will emphasize this one especially, use your pistols only when it is necessary. If you start getting trigger happy, odds are that every zombie on campus will hear the noise and come flooding towards our location, which will make getting to the football field much more difficult. Lastly, whether you like it or not, since Jill and I have more experience in these types of situations than you three ever will, what we say goes, that is if you want to get out of this alive. That's basically it."

With that said Jayson, Greg, Alan, and Chris left the room and headed for the back exit door. A couple of zombies tried to get after them, but were quickly dispatched. Upon arrival at the exit door, Chris and the others readied their weapons and started for the Health and Science building, uncertain of what they may face along the way or what may be lying in wait for them once they get there.


Author's note: So far, so good everyone. My plan for the next chapter of the story is to split it up into two parts. I will not say exactly who it happens to, but one of the three OC's will experience a tragic loss. Someone very close to that person will meet their end. All I am willing to say is that person isn't exactly a human anymore. Don't forget to R&R if you haven't already. Next chapter won't be up until sometime after Christmas. Please be patient.