Well here's the next chapter to my Resident Evil story. Again it's a bit slow, but things are starting to pick up. Hope you like it.

Also italicized words are in English

Chapter 1

When I woke on the next day there was something different about it than most. In fact is was downright strange, Normally, light would be shining through the windows, but today there was nothing. Just darkness. Because it was so dark I wondered for a moment if I even had my eyes open. I sat up, arms by my side and looked around - which didn't do much since it was still pitch black.

"What's going on?" I mumbled.

I reached to my right and fumbled around in my bedside draw and pulled out a small pocket sized flashlight. Shining the light on the window I found the reason for the absence of light. There were metal shutters covering my windows. As I flashed the light around I saw the same metal shutters on all three doors in my room. Seeing that I groaned, and threw my head back onto the pillow. "I hate it when this happens." My dad, being the scientist he is, invented this new security system that had some long and un-pronounceable name that I didn't care to remember. Whenever someone tries to break into the estate through the outer gates the entire house goes into lockdown. Every window and door is completely sealed so that everyone and everything in the house was safe. Twice a month there was a security check to see if it was still working, so while it wasn't common that she woke up to a dark house it also wasn't too surprising.

"Guess dad didn't come home last night."

Normally when this happened my dad would put the code in to lift the shutters. I climbed out of bed, and used the flashlight to find my way over to where my guitars were. On the wall, in the corner of the room was a small metal panel. There was one of these in every room in the house just in case you get locked in there and still needed to put the code in. I pushed the sequence of numbers and all at once the shutters in the entire building began rising, a loud scraping noise filling the home. Slowly the light from outside filled the room, enticing my to shield my eyes in order to give my eyes time to adjust from the abundance of light. It was quiet in the house, which meant either a lot of the maids and butlers were out, or they were still sleeping. It was most likely the former since they were required to be up hours before hand anyway. It was then that I remembered today was Sunday. A lot of them were Christian people so they probably went there, and if the alarm was activated when they came back then they wouldn't have had any way to return to the building.

"Guess I'll be making my own breakfast today." I mumbled before heading into the bathroom to do my morning routine.

Moments later I was heading down stairs, a light blue t-shirt with some dark blue jeans. In my right hand was my jean jacket and in my left was my cellphone. I flipped through my phone and saw that I had over 23 missed calls, all of them from Erick, Travis and Nessy. My Voicemail was completely full. I raised my eyebrow at this. What could possibly be so important that they would all blow my phone up like this? Instead of thinking about it I went to my voicemail, however before I could play any of them my phone's screen turned black. "Ugghh! Are you serious?" I screamed at my phone. It just stared back, mocking me. My eyes narrowed as my glared increased, "Fine, you win this round." Angrily I put my phone on the counter, telling myself I would charge it once I get in the car.

My stomach growled cutting through the silence in the house. "I hear ya, I hear ya." I sighed, deciding that my stomach's needs were more important that some silly cellphone. Since I didn't feel like cooking anything I settled for some Trix cereal. In order to pass the time while I ate I did the little activities on the back of the box, smiling victoriously when I completed the maze. When she finished she washed her bowl and put everything away before looking at the clock. It was 2 in the evening already. "That shopping must have really worn me out. I'm usually up by 8. Oh crap!" I suddenly yelled my hands flying to my hair, "I didn't even start on my math homework!" An idea then ran through my head, "I know! Maybe Nessy will let me copy hers!" I ran to my phone only to remember that it was dead. My next choice was using the house phone but when I put it up to my ear I didn't hear anything...

"What's this?" I put the phone back to my ear, "There's no dial tone..."

Hanging up the phone, I grabbed my cell and put it on the charger. Was there something wrong with the power lines? Maybe a power line went down somewhere. Maybe there was something on the news about it. With that in mind I flipped on the news, lounging back in the sofa, sitting on it upside down. There was a lady on the scream, with an obvious brown colored wig on and too much make-up. "They should really fire their make-up artist." I mumbled. I then noticed that whatever she was talking about it must have been serious as her mouth was moving a mile a minute. I sat up right and turned the TV up to hear it more clearly.

"-It seems as though some type of new disease is sweeping the entire city of Tokyo. We have yet to receive word on what it is. As you can see behind me there have already been numerous casualties of the disease-" My eyes shifted to the scene behind the woman in which there were paramedics loading a row of white human shaped bags onto the truck. "This has been going on ever since last night, and a panic has broken out all ov-Um excuse me...Um, sir what are you doing?" The news reporter suddenly started talking to a strange man that started walking up to her. His face was pale, and there were deep black circles under his eyes. There didn't seem to be any life in his eyes, and he appeared to have a slight limp as well. The woman sighed annoyed that the groaning man had entered the shot but chose to ignore him and continue with her story. Even so, my eyes were only on the strange man who just limped closer and closer to the woman. In the back the paramedics noticed the man and rushed in to apprehend the obviously sick man. The news reporter noticed it as well and moved out of the way so that the cameraman could get a clear shot of the scene.

It was then the strangest thing happened. The sick man reached up and bit one of the paramedics, the poor man screaming in pain and the others trying to pry the sick man off. My hands covered my mouth, and my stomach turned over itself. There was so much blood gushing from the man's neck, and even the pulsing veins could be seen. Even with all of that, I still couldn't get myself to pull away from the screen as even more things began to happen. The white, human shaped bags suddenly sat up right and the zipper opened to reveal even more sick looking people. The sick man who seemed to have started it all had managed to latch himself onto another victim, his deathly screams shooting right through the TV and right into my heart. All too quickly the simple newscast turned into a bloody affair, and not even the cameraman was spared as he dropped his camera leaving it abandoned on the ground as only his screams could be heard. Right before the network cut the broadcast the body of the first paramedic who was bitten was seen standing back up.

I sat on the couch for minutes my face set in on of horror, and disgust. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I bolted for the bathroom, emptying out the little I had in my stomach. I washed my mouth out and looked up in the mirror. What I saw staring back at me was fear. Fear of not knowing what's going on. Fear of what I just saw on the TV, and the fear of not knowing the fate of my friends or father. Could this have been the reason for all of their calls? The lady said the outbreak of this strange despise had started last night, or at least that's when it was first documented by the public. Was it something in the water? The food? Or was it an airborne virus?

As fast as my feet could take me I ran to my still charging phone and turned it on. It couldn't re-boot quick enough, and as soon as it did I called my dad's work. It rung, and rung, and rung, and rung, and rung, and...Well you get the picture. No one was picking up the phone. Panic began to set it. What if whatever this despises was got him? With frantic fingers, and bulging eyes I punched in the numbers for my friends. Alas, it was the same for all of them. No answer.

I began hyperventilating, leaning my hands on the table and hanging my head. What was I supposed to do? If I went outside and I caught that weird disease would I become as crazy as that man? I shook my head. I didn't even want to think about it. The images of those people singing their teeth into those other humans and ripping them apart was fresh in her head. Just what was going on! Should I stay here? Should I try to leave? Maybe if I wait someone might come to help. That right. All I had to do was wait. Before long the police would be here making sure to evacuate the citizens...But...But what if they were sick too?

Slowly I walked over to the window and peaked outside. There didn't seem to be anyone out there. It was quiet. For the time being there wasn't anything going on around my home, and I knew there wasn't anyone inside since the security system had been activated. Suddenly I ducked below the window hands in my hair, eyes closed and head in my knees. Is that why the security was activated? Because one of them had tried to get in? Tears began flowing from my eyes, falling onto either my knees or on the floor. Sobs escaped my mouth and I pulled at my hair trying to make myself as small as possible.

"D-daddy...Wh-where are you...?"

~Previous Day: 1:45 am~

"Dr. Nagase, I placed those papers on your desk like you asked." A middle aged man looked up from the numerous beakers in front of him, each one containing a different colored substance. He offered a smile to the young professor beside him.

"Thank you young man."

"Dr, I should also tell you. Those men from Umbrella Corp. are here as well." Hearing this Dr. Nagase sighed, and closed his eyes the apparent strain of everything becoming visible. "Alright, let them in." The young professor ran off leaving Dr. Nagase alone, however it wasn't for long. Another young looking Dr. walked over, dark hair up in a bun and glasses framing her female face. A white lab coat adorned on her shoulders, all the buttons closed hiding what she wore underneath. A teasing smile graced her face as she came to stand beside him.

"You don't seem very thrilled about their arrival." She stated, making some notes on the clipboard she held in her hands.

Dr. Nagase sighed, walking away from the beaker, making sure to leave it in a way so that he knew where he left off. "Dr. Wilenski, I am never thrilled about their arrival. I created this company in order to help the people of Japan. To create miracles, and cures and do what every scientist dreams of doing. Instead I become a sell out to the Umbrella Corp."

Dr. Wilenski sighed placing a hand on the older Dr's shoulder. "Dr. Nagase, we all understand. It takes a lot of money to fund the projects we do. None of us think any less of you, and we would all still work willingly under you no matter what happens."

Dr. Nagase rested his face in one of his hands, "I know that...But even so. To understand what Umbrella Corp. wants and to still make it is a new low. They think I do not know what had happened in Raccon City in America, the last time they had tried to make and use this...This… Monstrosity of an invention. I do not want that to happen to our dear Japan. My daughter, your sons they would all be in danger if this was to ever go wrong. I just...Don't want Japan, to be the next Raccoon City."

"I understand your trepidations Dr, believe me I do. As you said, I have just as much riding on this as you. Every single one of your workers here have families, but just think. As soon as we hand over the completed serium all of this will be a distant memory, and we will still have the money promised by them to fund even more research."

"I guess...I guess you're right." Dr. Nagase finally mumbled his shoulders deflating, as all the tension left them. Almost right after 5 men in crisp black suits, and dark shades. On their right shoulder sleeve was the Umbrella emblem. They all walked up to Nagase and Wilenski. The one in the middle walked forward a bit more as to be in the front of the others he was with.

"Doctor, I assume you have something that belongs to us. We have gotten word that you have completed the first batch of the serum, yes?" This man was known as Agent Arthur, a high ranking agent had as for the past few months has been the face of the Umbrella Corp. He stood at a menacing 6'2, had broad shoulders and an obviously well-toned physique. He had short blond hand neatly combed back, and stood at erect attention. He was also clearly British, and thus spoke in a British accent. He stood silently as we waited for Nagase to respond to him, however by the tightening of his jaw he wasn't going to wait for long.

Dr. Nagase cleared his throat, "Y-yes well, you are correct. I have finally completed the serum that you and your company has requested." He responded, a head Japanese accent laced in his English. "Please, follow me." Nagase motioned for Wilenski to follow as well, which she did with a slight nod. She could understand his anxiety about handing over the serum as well as being alone with them. They were pretty intimidating. Nagase led the group towards the back of the lab, and into one of the elevators. He called for the elevator and it wasn't long before one had opened. Right as the elevator opened a young, pale and nervous looking man dashed out bumping into Nagase, almost knocking him over if it hadn't been for Wilenski being there to catch him. The man didn't stop to apologize and continued running.

"What was his problem?" Dr. Wilenski grumbled gingerly steading Nagase to his feet. "Are you alright doctor?"

"Yes, yes I'm don't worry about it." He glanced back at the men waiting impatiently behind him. "Let us proceed then, shall we." They entered the elevator, and Nagase pressed the button labeled 'B2'. They went down one floor and when the doors opened again it revealed a large room with many small rectangular, incubation rooms each of them holding failed and highly bio-chemical serums. However, something wasn't right. All of the workers were running around frantically, each one of their eyes practically bulging out of their eyes.

"What is going on!" Dr. Nagase yelled, briskly walking forward his company not far behind. He came to a stop by one of the much older professors in the room. "Konto, tell me what has everyone in such a panic." Konto faced Nagase his eyes wide with fear, and terror.

"D-doctor, one of the serums are missing. We heard that the Umbrella Corp. was here to collect what we have completed, and as we were getting the suitcase ready we noticed the one of the vials that holds the actual virus was missing." Hearing this news Nagase and Walinski gasped, both of their eyes now reflecting the fear that Konto's already showed.

"B-but who would do such a thi-" Dr. Nagase suddenly remembered the young, sickly looking doctor that seemed to not be able to get out of the building fast enough. He slammed his fist angrily on the control panel in front of him, "Damnit!"

Back with the suits, one of them whispered something into Authur's ear and whatever it was made his eyebrows hide behind the dark shades. He reached out and roughly spun the doctor around, startling the middle aged man. "Give us what you have now. We will deal with the thief." He looked at two of the other suits and nodded his head. They quickly left heading back up the elevator. "Now, doctor. I do not have any more time to waste." Nagase hesitated for a brief second, before giving a slight nod to Wilenski. She rushed over and collected the samples as quickly and carefully as she could. One single vial of blue serum and two vials of green serum packed away in a black, padded briefcase. Right as they were being handed the suitcase a blaring, flashing red alarm went off and a female voice said,

"Warning Biohazard contamination detected. Warning Biohazard contamination detected. Warning..."

Moments before the alarm went off, the young man from earlier was almost out of the large laboratory, however before he could get out the two suits from earlier caught up with him. They managed to steal the virus back, and they proceeded to drag the man back into the lab, the young man kick and screaming the entire way. Somehow he managed to get free, and he tried to reclaim the virus again, However he fell short and only succeeded in smacking the vial out of the man's hand, shattering the glass all over the floor.

Now back to the present, Authur quickly grabbed the briefcase as he and the suits pulled out masks and put them on. Authur then turned to face Nagase and Wilenski calmly as if nothing was happening. Meanwhile all around them the doctors were frantically trying to reach the elevators and the stairs. "Doctors, I highly recommend you coming with us right now. You of all people should know the implications of what will happen now that the virus has escaped. As we speak it has already changed into an air born virus and will soon be ventilated throughout this entire facility."

Dr. Nagase looked down, his face tense and sweat forming on his brow. "I will not go with you. It is because of you that all of this happened! I should have never agreed to re-create your little project!"

Arthur smirked beneath his mask, "I apologize sir, but I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter." Right as he said that one of the men knocked Nagase out, and before Wilenski had a chance to protest they knocked her out as well. Arthur then turned to the people who were crowding the elevator. They were all in the way. Without a thought he took out a gun and began firing, the suits behind him doing them same. Within moments the screams of terror died off, the only thing left was the resonating sound of a gunshot.

As they were entering the elevator Arthur said, "Tell Umbrella that Code Omega has just been activated in the city of Tokyo. Before the night is out another Raccoon City incident will have started."

~Present: 2:46 PM~

"What should I do..." I mumbled to myself. My dad wasn't answering his phone. Too afraid to move I continued to sit there, the silence sounding like thunder and every little sound causing me to jump in fright. Could it be possible that all of this was just some type of elaborate hoax? What I saw on the news couldn't be real. People don't just go around eating other people...Right? The was the end of my thoughts, and I just sat there for hours more. It was late into the night before I moved from my seat, only because my stomach began growling for food.

The food tasted bitter and disgusting. Many times I glanced at the TV wondering if I should turn back to the news to see if it was actually just a hoax. However, every time I did I just kept thinking about that man who's neck was ripped apart by the other man. A shudder of disgust and terror ran up my spine. The cereal I made didn't appear as appetizing as it once did, and without eating half of it I pushed it away. Maybe I could reach someone now...It had been hours since I last tried.

I grabbed my cell phone and flipped through the numbers again trying to call my dad at his lab. This time I got a busy signal, causing me to sigh. Something must be wrong over there. My dad had never went so long without calling to check up on me. He wasn't the only one not answering their phone. Erick, Travis and Nessy were also MIA. In fact it went directly to their voice mail, which was full. I knew I couldn't stay in this house forever, and because it wasn't too often than people drove all the way up to their estate the chances of help coming was pretty slim. It was then a look of determination crossed my face.

"If I'm going to find out what's going on I can't stay here! I have to go out and get help! Maybe I should try the police station or something."

I dashed up to my room and grabbed my backpack, dumping out the books that were in there. I began filling it with as many articles of clothing as I could, finally ending with 3 changes of clothes. With the space left i put water bottles and some small snacks as well. I didn't know what I was going to encounter out there, but something told me I wouldn't be coming back. Briefly I thought of my guitars, which I would never get to play again, or the memories I will be leaving behind. As I was heading for the door a framed picture caught my eye. It was of myself, my dad and another older woman. In the picture I was noticeably younger and being held by the smiling woman. I felt tears sting my eyes, but I quickly wiped them away. I grabbed the picture and removed it from the frame, then folded the picture before putting it in my jean-jacket pocket. I gave the house one more pass over with the feeling of nostalgia overcoming me. Without allowing myself another moment to rethink my decision I left.

~Elsewhere 2:46 PM~

Dr. Nagase paced the well-furnished room he resided in. His face was contorted into anxious fear, and anger. His hands were locked behind his back as he continued to pace. Sitting on one of the chairs was Dr. Wilenski an equally worried expression on her face. Her eyes followed Dr. Nagase's movements. Finally she exclaimed exasperated,

"Can you please just sit down? You're making me even more nervous!"

Dr. Nagase merely glanced at her but didn't stop. Suddenly the doors opened and a tall, skinny American man walked in. His expensive appearance obviously gave the impression he was very important. His dark wavy locks fell beside his face framing the smirk he wore. "Dr. Nagase, how great it is to finally met you."

"I do not wish to waste time with pleasantries. I demand a helicopter to take me back to Tokyo."

The man chuckled, "Dear me, you certainly don't waste time getting to the point, and here I was trying to be a gracious host. Not only did I save you both from that terrible tragedy, but I even put you both up in one of our nicest establishments." The man walked in to take a seat, the two hired suits who walked in with him, standing on either side on his chair. "I am John Marquest, S-Class agent for Umbrella. It is a pleasure to meet two of the great minds who managed to re-create the T-virus literally from scratch. Now, tell me why it is so important that you get this helicopter."

"Our kids. My daughter and her sons are still in there." Dr. Nagase said making a step forward.

John observed the two doctors closely. He leaned his elbows on his knees and laced his fingers together. "I will apologize in advance for your loss. I regret to say that I cannot allow either of you transport back into Tokyo."

"What!" Dr. Wilenski shrieked standing on her feet. "My sons are in there! I will not leave them to the fate of those damned monstrosities created by your T-Virus!"

John didn't appear phased by the outburst, and continued to speak in a calm almost condescending manor. "You two are some of the greatest minds and among the few who were able to recreate the virus. Umbrella cannot afford to lose you two. Besides the request for containing the incident has already be sent and in a matter of four days Tokyo city will be eradicated. At least this time we managed to save some of the invention."

"Are you saying...That we should...Should just cut our losses..?" Dr. Nagase mumbled hanging his head.

John smiled, suddenly elated. "Exactly! Loses are sometimes necessary in the pursuit of science."

"You...You BASTARD!" Nagase lunged for John but he would never get close enough. The suits stepped forward and grabbed Nagase. One of them punched him in the stomach causing Nagase to fall to the ground.

"Doctor!" Wilenski shouted quickly kneeling by his side. "How could you do this? Have you not heart?"

John simply chuckled. To him he the entire situation was utterly hilarious. "My dear, Umbrella is a heartless corporation willing to cut loose anyone at a moment's notice. It is unfortunate that so many must die, but like I said earlier. Some things are necessary in order to progress." He stood up dusting his suit off, "Anyway, I must remove myself from your company for a moment. I have some other things to attend to. I will return momentarily."

Nagase and Wilenski looked up from the ground as John left. Nagase punched the ground, his body trembling in anger.

"I can't believe them. How could they be willing to just eradicate an entire population without a single thought?" He dropped his head on the ground. "My daughter...Your sons...Karen I am so sorry for this. If you hadn't come here on my request then you could have been with your sons." Wilenski placed a delicate hand on his shoulder.

"It's alright. I don't blame you at all. It's all umbrella's doing." She said trying to reassure the worn out doctor on the ground.

Hearing this Nagase relaxed, closing his eyes and breathing out heavily. "Thank you...Thank you for forgiving me for being human..."

Footsteps made them tense, and a shadow of a person could be seen bellow the door. There was a quick, light knock before the door was unlocked, and something was slipped inside through a small crack in the open door. This caused Nagase and Wilenski to look at each other. The door was quick to close, and the person left, once again locking the door. The only evidence was the item the person left behind. It was a phone.

"A...Aphone?" Wilenski whispered.

Nagase walked over and picked up the phone, looking at it in question.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Call for help obviously." Nagase said, but even as he said that he hesitated. Suddenly the phone started ringing, causing both of the doctors to jump. Nagase lookign at Wilenski in alarm. If they didn't answer it someone might hear the noise.

"Do it." Wilenski encouraged.

Nagase nodded slowly. "Let me know if you hear anyone coming." Wilenski nodded and stood over by the door keeping an ear out. If this was a chance to get back into Tokyo it wouldn't be good if John found out.

Nagase took a deep breath before answering it, "H-hello?"

"Ah, Dr. Nagase, it's a pleasure to finally be able to speak to you." The voice sounded like it belonged to a woman.

"Who-who are you?"

"You may call me Ms. M, an agent working for the US Government." The lady replied.

"The US Government..." That surprised him a great deal. "Can you help us? Can you get us into Tokyo?"

"No-" That wasn't the answer Nagase wanted to hear, "There is, however, something else I can. My informant has told me that both you and Dr. Wilenski still have children trapped inside of Tokyo."

"That is correct."

"I can get them out if you like."

"What! You can! Th-that's great! How? When?"

"Calm down Doctor. I will be more than happy to assign one of my agents to retrieve your children, however there is something you must do for me in return."

"And what is that?"

"Information on the Umbrella corp. I know that you have been in direct contact with the manufacture of the T-Virus. The branch of the government I work for is an Anti-Umbrella group dedicated to stopping them and their productions. We want you to tell us everything you know about Umbrella in exchange for your children."

A grim expression fell over his face. "...Alright...I'll agree...We'll tell you everything you want to know, only after our children are safe."

"You have yourself a deal Doctor. We will send one of our finest men to the scene. He has the training and the past experience with these kind of situations. He will have your daughter, and Dr. Wilenski's sons back to you both before the 4 days are up."

"Wait! There is one other we need you to help as well. Anesta Greystone."

There was silence on the other line as the woman thought about adding another life to the deal. In the end she said, "That is fine. The informant inside of Umbrella will let you know when to expect my call. Keep this phone close. Good-bye Doctor."