Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Resident Evil, its characters, cities, and monsters…I only own Remus and Vic...

Remus reloaded his Glock as he, Leon, Claire, and Vic made their way up Warren Street. "How close are we to Raccoon Street?" Remus asked, looking around their surroundings. "We're about to come up to the gas station," Leon said looking at the building up ahead. "A gas station? As in one that refuels cars? We can take a car and get out of here faster," Claire said as she jogged up ahead of them.

"I think she's right, I see a few cars up there too," Vic said as she tugged on Remus' arm. "Let's go get one!!"

"I don't think that's wise…" Remus said, looking at the station, critically. "We could give it a shot though…" Leon murmured, thinking. Remus sighed, Might as well, we might even find a survivor…He thought as they made their way to the gas station. It looked like a normal gas station, nothing fancy, except it had a feel to it. It scared him, Remus realized, that little gas station scared the hell out of him. "Hey!! I found a car with its keys still in the ignition!! It even has a full tank!!" Claire said waving her arms at them.

"Where's Vic?" Remus asked looking around. He heard a scream and broke into a run, heading inside the station. "Vic!! Where are you, Vic!!" Remus yelled as he ran through the rows of snacks, ignoring the large amount of blood on the floor and walls. He heard glass shatter and ran over to where the drinks were stored. What he saw almost floored him. The zombie was being bashed in the head with multiple bottled drinks by none other than Vic herself. "Stupid –smack- Ugly –smack- Thing –crack-" The zombie fell as its head was broken open. Remus stared as her looked from the corpse to Vic and back again. "Hn, that's one way…" He muttered as he looked back to her. "Did it bite you?"

"No, I saw its reflection before it attacked me," She panted as she looked at the bottle in her hand, "And to say I wanted to drink that to…" She grumbled as she dropped the bottle. She looked at him, "Where's Claire and Leon?"

"Outside waiting for me to save your sorry ass…" Remus growled, "No more wandering, you hear?"

"Alright, Remy, I learned my lesson"

"Good, let's go out, grab your bloody drink and let's go"

Vic grabbed watermelon flavored water and followed him out. "Leon, let's go," Remus said, "Leon? What is—Oh damn…" Remus felt his jaw, fall open slightly as he stared at a minimum of 30 zombies. "I think we should run, and leave the bloody car behind…Now," Remus said as Leon nodded in agreement. "Let's go ladies, and fast!!"

They began to run from the gas station with the shambling corpses behind. Remus was now scared out of his wits. They ran down the street passing another road on their left. "That was Euston Street!! We're half-way there!! Up ahead is Raccoon Street!!" Leon panted out. Remus chanced a look behind him and let out a sigh of relief. The zombies were left behind. They slowed down to catch their breaths, "That was a helluva long run…" Vic wheezed out, opening the bottle and taking a swing.

Remus and the others nodded in agreement. "At least we lost them…" Claire said, leaning against a building wall. "Hey, Kennedy?"

"Yeah?"

"Care to tell us more about all this and how we got caught up in it all," Remus said, rubbing his face with his hand.

"I told you all I know. It's Umbrella…They created the T-Virus," Leon said, looking at him. "Tch, power hungry idiots…I swear they're worse than the Nazis when it comes to power…" Remus growled. "Redfield, why are you here?"

"I came here to find my brother. I was on my way to the police station when Leon saved me," She said. "Your brother? What did this Umbrella kidnap him or something?" Remus said, curious. "I don't know…I was going to the station to see if he was there…"

"Well, I'd hate to leave people behind…Do you want us to come with you to the station? After that we can split, you can go with your brother and we'll head to the hospital, then if you want you can give us a little call and we'll meet up, and get the hell out of here…Together," Remus said, looking into her blue eyes. Claire nodded, "What's your number then, Remus?"

"It's 243-6686…I'll put my phone on vibrate, so the ringer won't get us killed."

"Kennedy? Where's the police station?"

"It's straight down this street. If we head that way it should be facing our right. So, We're going to go to the station or the hospital first, Leader?" Leon said, quirking a corner of his mouth in a small smile.

"Leader? I reckon I am," Remus said, a smile sliding on his face making him look less up-tight.

"Alright, so hospital or police station first?"

Vic looked at Remus and began to think. Remus, she thought, the brother who was killed by his other brother, Romulus. That was who he was named after. The king who never was. Remus with his unique green eyes, and slicked back black hair. He looked all the part of a king. Strong features with a narrow face. He always looked like he was aggravated or angry. His face was always stern. His leanly built figure was taller than Leon's, who was two or three inches shorter then Remus himself. She would have thought when she first met him all those years ago, that he would be a cold hearted man. She was only partially right. He was cold, but only to everyone else, even to his own family. The only person who he was kind to was Vic herself but he hid it under a guise of impatience and sarcasm.

But now…He was being friendly with Leon, and even Claire. Was it the situation they were in? Or was it something else, she wondered. "Vic, where do you think we should go?" Remus said, getting her attention. Vic looked up at him; his eyebrow was raised, looking like he would rather be somewhere else right now. But she knew he cared, even though he was being an ass about it. "I think we should go to the police station, the hospital can wait for awhile," She said, giving him a curt nod.

He gave her a small smile, "Good idea" He said, and the smile sliding off his face, as it went neutral. "Well, let's hope we can avoid the dead and get there…Any other way that might be safer, Kennedy?"

"Not unless you want to go into the sewers," Leon said, pulling a face.

Remus did the same thing, "I'd rather stick to the surface world. Maybe later," He said, smirking.

"Let's go then, Guys," Claire said, nodding as she pushed herself off the wall.

"Off to Raccoon City Police Department, we go, just follow the yellow brick road," Remus snarked, as they made their way down the darkened streets, only slightly aware of the horrors in the shadows. The dark is not to be feared, it is the things that hide in it, that you should be afraid of.