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"Stars!" It rumbled again as Brad ran down the street. As if zombies weren't bad enough now he was being chased by another monster, a monster that spoke one word. Stars. Unless Umbrella created a monster that was interested in astrology he knew this thing was after them, the remaining s.t.a.r.s members. This patch work freak was a s.t.a.r.s hunter. Hearing the monsters thundering footsteps behind him Brad picked up the pace, darting around a corner, down the alley, smashing down a wooden door to the right, slamming it shut behind him. Cursing as it smashed the door, roaring in frustration, sweat pouring down his face Brad took the to turn and pull the trigger, bullets striking its chest, left shoulder and knee, having no effect on the unstoppable killing machine.

Forcing himself to go faster Brad barely missed the things massive hand. Running past the monster Brad noticed something pulsing a purple peeking out of the collar of its jacket. Maybe a weak spot. He thought, pulling the trigger again, hitting its mark, purple blood pouring from the ragged hole in whatever it was. The beast seemed to stall, giving Brad enough time to take off again, heading towards his house.

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Claire Redfield looked around Emmy's restaurant, the whole place was deserted, it gave her the creeps. "Hello is anybody there?" She said, a littler nervously. It was quiet, too quiet, that is until she heard a soft moaning noise coming from the corner. "Hello? Is someone there?" She spoke up, heart pounding; dread forming in the pit of her stomach. Stopping right in front of a man who was crouched over a woman. The woman was wearing a light pink waitress's uniform with a name tag on the front. The man, wearing a cook's uniform was slumped over her body, his face in his hands, at first Claire though he was crying as she reached to touch him on the shoulder. Just as he turned to look at her, Claire's eyes widened. Dead white eyes bore into her own grey ones.

Slowly backing away from the creature, grimacing in disgust as the creature turned fully around. A large gaping hole in his stomach. Blood stained his white apron, his skin grey and decaying. Zombie. She though in disbelief as she back toward the door. Just as she heard scratching at the window behind her. Screaming as she saw too more zombies pressed against the glass, blocking her exit. Wide eyes scanning her surroundings, Claire nearly laughed as she spotted the exit, swinging the door open, coming face to face with a young man in a blue police uniform and hold a Beretta in front of him.

"Wait!" She screamed. "Don't shoot!"

"Get down!" The officer screamed as Claire ducked as he pulled the trigger; the bullet got the first zombie between the eyes, dropping it to the ground. "It's not safe here. Head to the police station it'll be a lot safer there." He said offering her his hand. Taking it Claire got to her feet, following the officer to a nearby police car. Luckily the doors were unlocked and the keys in the ignition. Starting the car up he ploughed into a few nearby zombies. Heart pounding Claire looked out the window.

"What's going on, I came here looking for my brother and the whole place is insane."

"Great radio's out." He muttered, putting the radio back.

"You're a cop right?" Claire asked.

"Yeah first day on the job, my names Leon Kennedy, please to meet you." He greeted, not taking his eyes off the road.

"I'm Claire, Claire Redfield I'm looking for by Brother Chris." She said, before looking out the window again. Scenery blurred past. Was her brother still here? Was he still alive?

"Hey." Leon spoke up, cutting through her thoughts. "Look in the glove compartment." He instructed. Opening the glove compartment, find a gun inside. Taking the weapon Claire found two clips of ammunition inside as well.

"You DO know how to use it right?" Leon asked, looking at her from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah," Claire said, "I've had some training." She reassured him. Just as something leapt at them from the back seat. Another one of those zombies, moaning the zombie lunged for Leon, grasping his shoulder. Screaming Claire slammed the butt of her gut in the things face. A flap of skin hanging off of its left cheek from where she struck it.

CRASH!

Leon and Claire were thrown forward as the patrol car crashed into a light pole, the front end crumbling, and the zombie that was in the back was thrown forward, smashing through the windshield. Its head smashing into the light pole.

"You okay?" Leon asked, seeming out of breath.

"Yeah." Claire said, as Leon caught a glimpse of something in the rear view mirror. Eye widening before looking over his shoulder, Claire following his action seeing what frightened him so much. Tearing down the street, slamming into abandoned cars, the oil tanker was quickly closing in on them.

"That maniacs gonna ram us!" Leon growled, undoing his seat belt, Claire doing the same before leaping out of the car and out of the way as the tanker slammed into the patrol car, burst into flames.

"Claire, Claire!" Leon called from the other side of the fire.

"Leon?"

"Head to the police station, I'll meet you there." He ordered, just as he tossed something to her, another clip. Nodding Claire thought for a second, the moans of zombies echoed in her ears. If she remembered correctly the police station was just a few blocks away. She should be okay if she were to conserve ammo. Nodding to herself Claire headed to the police station.

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Brad's heart pounded in his chest as he hid in his closet, a stupid place to hide but he couldn't think of anywhere else to hide at this very moment as the creature broke the door down and began searching his home; gun held tightly in his hand, sweat pouring down his face as the thundering footsteps got closer. His body trembling, he promised himself that if the s.t.a.r.s hunter did find him he would fight it, hopefully slow it down and escape once again, maybe survive long enough to warn Jill of this new threat. Growling the s.t.a.r.s hunter stopped and looked around as Brad peered at him. The monster searched for a few more minutes before moving on, Brad didn't dare come of the closet until he could no longer hear its thundering footsteps, or even after.

Taking a deep breath, Brad opened the closet door and stepped out. "Son of a bitch, what the hell what that thing?" He muttered to him self, leaning against the wall. Running a hand through his hair. After regain his composer Brad pushed him self off the wall and headed outside. Looking around, no sign of that monster. Walking slowly down the stairs Brad made sure he had a full clip before heading down the street to Jack's bar.

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Candice, Citrine and Mariah sighed as Joseph cursed to himself once again. "Getting a little into that game there Joey?" Mariah asked, resting her head on her hand, blue hair spilling down past her shoulders. Joseph glared at the eldest teen as he put his game boy and began to recharge it.

"So, what are we gonna do about Umbrella?" Candice asked, admiring her newly painted nails.

"We?" Joseph asked, raising an eyebrow in the girls' direction. "We are not doing anything, well not you girls." Joseph said, shrugging his broad shoulders. Ignoring the angry looks on the girls' faces as he adjusted his bandana.

"Why not us, we handled ourselves pretty good in the mansion." Citrine protested, shrugging her narrow shoulder.

"Yeah but how often had we had to help you? I know you're upset, but when you're capable of taking care of yourself and that will be when you're old enough to join us in this battle, but until then you have to stay safe."

Groaning in dismay the girls retreated to their rooms; Joseph chuckled and shook his head. Looks like everyone is eager to fight this battle with us. He thought good-naturedly. His smile soon disappeared as his thoughts returned to RaccoonCity. Valentine, Vickers I hope to hell you guys didn't get yourself killed, or worst. He thought coldly.

Yeah I know RE 2 took place either before of after RE 3 but I thought I'd switch it up cause you know to develop an sort of attraction between Brad and Claire…what I think their cute. But sorry it's a little short, feeling kinda down my Gecko died today. R.I.P Freckles