AN: Here we are, chapter 3. I got this one out really early due to some pushing from a fan… Thanks to everyone for the positive reviews, they provide great motivation. I'm going to try to start pushing out chapters ASAP, since I really want to begin writing for my two favorite games in the series. Anyway, here we go…

I don't own the rights to anything related to RE.

Jill sat in the corner of the bathroom, her head cradled in her hands. Her mind was racing.

What the hell happened here? Were these ever real people? They had to have been. Those dogs…

Suddenly, a thought hit her, one she had never considered before.

What else is lurking in this place?

That question chilled her to the bone. Who's to say that mutant dogs and zombies are the only things hiding out in this mansion? With a renewed determination to find anyone that might still be alive, she stood up and walked out the door. Continuing down the corridor, her eyes kept flicking to the windows, expecting another dog to come crashing through. She rounded another corner. To her left was a dark-wood door. A little farther down, around another corner, was a set of double doors. She took the door to her left.

The door led to a high-ceilinged, square room that seemed to be made entirely of marble. The walls were somewhat plain, the ceiling, however, had a large emblem on it. She continued to the only door in the room. Through the door, was a small parlor. A red couch sat in the back of the room. A small coffee table sat in front of it. A single book and a few magazines lay on the table. Jill's attention, however, was centered on the shotgun hanging on the wall. She slipped her Samurai Edge into her holster and pulled the gun from the rack. Ignoring the clicking sound she heard when the gun was lifted from the rack, she checked to see if it was loaded. To her surprise, it was.

She walked back out of the parlor with more confidence than she had before. But as soon as the door closed behind her, her sense of safety was shattered to a million pieces. She heard grinding, and a click as the door locked behind her. It was more of a metallic slam than a frail click. She knew instantly that the door had something other than a standard lock. She ran to the only other door and turned the knob, but it too was sealed shut. The door didn't even move when she slammed her shoulder against it.

"Oh God, what did I do know?" She threw herself against the door again, this time dropping the shotgun, "Chris, Wesker? Barry? Help!" She didn't care who or what opened the door. As long as she didn't die here.

"Jill?"

"Barry? Thank God! The door's jammed and the ceiling's coming down!"

"Stand back!" Jill heard a few gunshots from Barry's 44. Magnum. She saw a few rays of light hit the floor where the gun had made holes. He slammed against the door, and the metal bar holding it closed buckled. He flung the door open and grabbed Jill's hand. He roughly pulled her through, and Jill heard the ceiling slam down behind her. She also heard the crunch of wood and metal as her shotgun was crushed.

"A few seconds later, and you would've fit nicely into a sandwich."

"Really, thanks."

"Don't mention it. Oh, I have something for you." He pulled something from his back pocket and placed it in Jill's hand, "It's a set of lock-picks, I thought it'd be of more use to the Master of Unlocking."

"Barry, you know I hate that nickname."

"So?" And then he began walking away.

"Wait, where did you go? Where's Wesker?" But he didn't listen. He just walked away, back towards the main hall, "Damn."

Chris opened his eyes to be greeted by a bright light. His hand shot up to guard his eyes as he turned over. He realized that he was lying on a bed. His eyes focused on the small cabinet sitting against the wall, covered in what looked like medicine bottles.

"Oh, good you're awake!" A cheerful voice greeted him. It was a young woman's.

"Rebecca?" Rebecca Chambers was the newest recruit to the STARS Bravo Team. She was only nineteen years old, a child genius basically. She was the team's field medic.

"Yeah. Richard and I had heard the gunshots earlier and started wandering around the mansion to find out who it was. We were pretty close when we heard your gunshots and found you in the hall." Chris tried to think back. He remembered hearing a single gunshot before he hit his head. Richard must have killed the monster.

"Wait, you said Richard was with you. Where is he now?"

"He said that if you were here, then that meant the other members of Alpha were here, so he went to look for them."

"Oh. Well, Joseph was killed…and Barry and Wesker both disappeared. Jill and I split up, and we were going to – How long have I been out?"

"About ten minutes, why?"

"I was supposed to meet Jill in the main hall after a half hour."

"You should go before she gets worried, I'll wait here for Richard and tell him where you went," she said, a sad smile on her face. Chris could tell she felt useless.

"Don't worry, Jill and I will come back for you, and then we'll get the hell outta here." Rebecca gave him an actual smile, and then Chris walked out the door.

After deliberating for a few seconds, Jill had decided to go after Barry.

"Hey! Barry!" He turned around quickly, his face set in a grim line.

"I thought you were going to check he other door."

"I need some answers. Were did you go? And where the hell is Captain Wesker?"

"Wesker and I heard something, so we went to investigate. We were attacked and separated."

"…Oh. Chris and I found Kenneth, but he was already dead." Barry's eyes widened, and then his face was wiped of all emotion other than what resembled…irritation?

"Do you need any extra ammunition?" Jill checked her pockets quickly, and then looked up at him.

"If you have any to spare, that would be great." Instead of giving her a few clips, he pulled his heavily customized version of a Samurai Edge. His used 40. Caliber S&W bullets, and was capable of firing in 3-round bursts. Jill had wondered how much he paid Kendo to make it.

"Take it."

"But what about you?"

"I like the buddy system we have here," he said, lifting his 44. up to eye level. He handed Jill a few extra clips for the weapon and then walked away.

"Barry you should really come with me, we need to get out of here."

"I'm going to find Wesker, and then I'll find you again." Jill noticed that he was now going in the opposite direction of the main hall, and wondered if he was just trying to get away from her. She sighed heavily, and then began to walk back towards the main hall. Her mind filled itself with every question that had risen since she stepped foot in the mansion, and her sense of dread grew. For a second, she thought that they may not make it out alive, but that thought was crushed instantly. She couldn't think like that, not right now anyway.

Chris sat on the staircase, wondering if Jill had already come to the main hall, seen he wasn't there, and then gone to look for him. He decided he would wait a few more minutes and then go to look for her. But he didn't have to wait long before the double doors to his left opened and Jill stepped into the hall. He stood up quickly and walked over to her.

"Chris! Thank God! I was worried about you," she said, throwing her arms around him.

"It's okay. I found Rebecca. She had been with Richard, but he was looking for survivors when I woke up. We should get back to her, I don't think she had a weapon."

"Woke up?"

"I hit my head and got knocked unconscious…"

"Clumsy as ever." Chris leaned down to kiss the top of Jill's head.

"Where's your hat?"

"What?" she asked, her hand touching the top of her head, "Probably got crushed."

"Crushed?"

"Trap shotgun," she sighed.

"Damn, I was hoping there was only one trap in this house. Anyway, we need to get to Rebecca."

"I found Barry," she said as they made their way back to the small medical supply room, "He said that he and Wesker heard something and went to investigate, but they were attacked and got separated."

"Where did he go?"

"He said he was going to find Wesker."

"If everyone keeps looking for each other we're never going to find anyone," he complained. He opened the door to the medical supply room, but it was in shambles. Two of the Crimson zombies Chris had seen earlier turned to look at their new victims. Jill wasted no time in pulling out the Samurai Edge given to her by Barry. She squeezed the trigger twice and the creature's heads were splashed against the back wall.

"Where the hell did you get that?"

"Barry," she answered, walking in to the room. There was only a small amount of blood that wasn't caused by Jill's new toy. "At least those are the only bodies," she gestured to the two Crimson figures lying on the ground.

"We have to find her," Chris said. He seemed very protective of Rebecca, and Jill began to wonder if it was because she reminded him of his sister, Claire.

"We will. Chris, look," she pointed to a red trail leading from the room and up the stairs.

"Damn it. How did we not see that?" The two began following the blood trail, hoping it wouldn't lead them to a dead body.

"So, she believed you?" Wesker's cold voice echoed through the mostly empty room.

"Yes, or at least she didn't question me any further." Barry replied.

"Giving her your gun probably helped with that." Wesker remarked, a small smile appearing for a second, and then it was gone again, "You know what needs to be done. Help lead them in the right direction. There are too many traps to count in this damned house, and we're going to have to go through them all to get what we need. And then, you can go home to your family and forget this ever happened." Wesker gave Barry a smile before leaving the small storeroom. Barry walked over to a small chest sitting in the corner and dropped a box of 40. Cal bullets on top of it for Jill, then left the room himself.

AN: And the plot begins to thicken… Once again, tell me what you think, love to hear your comments. I can guarantee the next chapter won't be out as soon as this one was, but it will be out sometime next month. Thanks for reading,

P-R