NO REVIEWS! (Pouts) Oh well wasn't really expecting any. Even my friend hasn't reviewed...actually I haven't talked to her in some time now. I'm sure she's under a rock somewhere keeping cool and waiting for the sun to set (yes I can now insult her without worry and she really does hate the sunlight...). Anyway I want to apologize for that last chapter. It was somewhat rushed and I think I made my characters act a little weird you know like Jill screaming at the top of her lungs...I've actually been thinking I could turn that into a twist so bare with me. Now a disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil or anything else at least not that I know of.

Chapter 4: Not Logical

Jill, Robby, and Claire had entered a small wooden cabin, most likely sleeping quarters. Zombies had ambushed them from both sides of the room. Jill and Claire shot them while Robby flung to Jill. He didn't really feel safe without a weapon. If worse came to worst then he could at least use Jill as a battering ram, although she probably wouldn't date him after that. A zombie came uncomfortably close to Jill but she had shot it before it could grab her. The three explored the small cabin and found a box of bullets and a green herb.

"Hey it's a green herb!" Jill said enthusiastically. "We could use this if we were to get injured or if someone shot someone in the leg.

"Maybe it's not a good idea to pick it up. It could be booby-trapped." Robby warned Jill but she waved it off and gave him a smile that he couldn't argue with. She picked the herb up, then 20 bandersnatches burst through the window and crowded the room.

"Put it back!" Claire screamed. Jill did so and then all the bandersnatches left.

"Well that was odd. I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause any trouble." Jill apologized "Wait what am I apologizing for! You should mind your own business blondie!" Jill shouted.

"First my hair isn't blonde and second you nearly got us all killed!" Claire replied with a shout.

"I'm sorry. I lost my temper." Jill said, her normal self returning.

"Are you all right?" Robby asked. "Maybe you should lie down."

"I'm fine" She replied. "Let's check to see where this door leads to."

The three walked through the door and found themselves in a room with blood and bodies scattered all over the place. Claire walks to find a window and a zombie beating against the glass. She picks the ammo up by the window when the zombie bursts through, knocking her down. Robby ran and kicked the zombie, causing it to fall, and slammed his foot on its' head. Another zombie had came from behind Claire and grabbed at her. She managed to get her combat knife. She slammed it into its' head before it could bite her. Jill had shot one that was crawling towards her in the head. Claire noticed a pair of guns on the zombie that had crashed through the window. She picked the M-100P Semiautomatic Pistols up.

"Score!" She yelled in excitement.

"When am I ever going to get a weapon?" Robby mumbled then crossed his arms and started pouting.

"I don't think you really have the right to be upset. You did shoot me in the leg." Jill replied with the matter of fact voice.

"That's right you don't know. I'm a government agent or at least I was." Robby said, explaining his and Fiona's story to Jill.

"Fiona works for Umbrella? Why didn't Carlos tell me any of this?" Jill asked looking confused.

"Nice story but maybe it's not a good idea to stay here for long" Claire said, putting her new weapons on her sides and taking out her handgun.

Jill handed Robby an extra handgun before they left the cabin. They walked around the narrow path where a body was. As they approached, something pulled the body from the path.

"I'm not an English professor but I think this is called foreshadowing." Robby said, looking at the blood-soaked grass where the body had been.

"What is this "foreshadowing" you speak of?" Claire asked in a Russian accent.

"Yes I never heard of such a thing" Jill said.

"Uh well I'm not really sure either. I just remember my English teacher saying it about a moment in a story kinda like this one." Robby kinda laughed, rubbing the back of his head.

"RIGHT" Claire said, moving along the path.

Fiona wasn't sure where she was. It must have been the training facility. She recalled her encounter with the giant worm as she sat down and rested. The thing was huge. It had made a lunge at her but she had jumped back in order to dodge it. Wesker had shot at it but it retreated underground. The worm came back up and swallowed Wesker whole. She didn't wait around for it to do the same to her. She ran through the double doors and ended up in the main entrance she was resting in now. As she finished her thoughts something slimy came through the double doors. It was covered in slime, goo, and dirt.

Minutes earlier:

"Let me out!" Wesker shouted, punching the inners of the worm. "Stupid Tremor ripoff" he said as he kept punching the worm. He finally punched a hole in it, killing it, and dug his way to the surface. He entered the double doors that was in the yard.

"Wesker!" Fiona shouted, surprised to see him alive, again.

"Thanks for your help. I was almost worm chow." Wesker said angrily, wiping some of the slime and mucus off.

"Oops. Sorry about that." Fiona said, bowing to Wesker. The truth be told she was hoping the worm would kill him but sadly it didn't. It just made his hair shinier.

"Let's go" Wesker said with a growl.

Steve was using the computer he found and opened a file with the words "Redfield" on it. He thought it might have something to do with Claire but a picture of a young man popped up instead.

"Chris!" Someone said from behind Steve. He turned around to see Claire running towards the computer.

"Is he related to you?" Steve asked.

"Yes he's my brother but why does Umbrella have a file on him"

"It looks like they're tracking him. Why don't you send him an email and tell him to come get you?" Steve asked sarcastically.

"Good idea! I can send an email to Leon who can tell my brother." Claire said, typing the message and the coordinates.

"I was only joking." Steve said, before walking off.

Robby and Jill came rushing into the room with some kind of material.

"We went back and got the suitcase. It had some kind of material in it." Robby replied, breathing hard. "Now we can get through that gate without having to worry about the metal detector.

"Oh I already took care of the metal detector" Claire said, pointing to the system. The wires were ripped apart. She walked through the hallway, holding the original hawk emblem.

"You could have told us that" Jill said angrily.

They threw the material away and followed Claire back to the courtyard where she put the emblem into the sealed gate.

Steve had climbed over the gate after leaving Claire. He didn't need any help from her. "People aren't reliable" He thought to himself, entering the huge palace.

A laser rested on Steve's forehead. He jumped behind apillar justin time to feel a bullet fly by his head.

"Hey. What do you think you're doing?" Steve yelled in his unusually screechy voice.

"Who are you? Who sent you here?" A voice came from above him. It was as bad, if not worse, as Steve's voice.

"I'm Steve Burnside" The boy answered "and who exactly are you?"

"I'm the person in charge here. I am of noble blood. I am Alfred Ashford" The man laughed.

"You sound pretty cool. Any chance you know a way out of here?" Steve asked, standing into view, his bright red hair covering his right eye.

"What? I'm not letting you escape and address me properly!" Alfred said, going into a fit.

"Calm down, will you. I'm sorey. Come on let's work together." Steve said, walking up the stairs to stand face to face with Alfred.

"Wha? Are you mentally challenged? I'm trying to kill you and here you are standing in front of me weaponless asking to cooperate. Is this some kind of trick?" Alfred asked, pointing the rifle he carried upwards.

"No I just think you're cool! Be my mentor!" Steve said, falling to his knees and begging Alfred.

"I suppose I shall be your mentor. Come. We shall discuss our plans in my torture chamb...I mean bedro...er my office yes my office that's it. I shall introduce you to my sister, Alexia, for I find you worthy." Alfred said, leading Steve to who knows where.

Fiona resisted the urge to shoot Wesker with her shotgun. She knew it would be useless anyway but it was just so tempting.

"You know I can read minds too" Wesker said, looking at Fiona

"Uh oh" Fiona said.

"Maybe I should carry the shotgun and the magnum and the infinite rocket launcher you've got stuffed under your shirt." Wesker said, holding out his hand.

"I need some weapons you know." Fiona replied.

"Fine you can keep the shotgun and magnum but the rocket launcher's mine" Wesker said.

"No I won't give it too you" Fiona screamed and started crying.

"Guess again" Wesker said, holding the rocket launcher in his hands.

"How the? Dang your superhuman skills" Fiona said.

"Don't hate me because I have super abilities and particularly good hair." Wesker chuckled.

"I hate you and your ugly hair!" Fiona thought.

"What was that?" Wesker said, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing your excellency." Fiona said, kissing Weskers' shoes.

The island was starting to look more like a circus, than a deadly island of doom. Will the groups cross paths? What will happen if they do? What kind of evil plans does Alfred have for Steve? What's up with Jill? So many questions so little time and half of them won't even be answered thanks to the people at Capcom for their lovely, mysterious backgrounds (don't sue.)

End Chapter 4.

It took me a long time to write this and I'm not very happy with it. I think I could have done better. I need something to catch a few more peoples' attention. Maybe I'll go with a different summary. Anyway my muse has left me! I don't know where she's gone and I'm running out of juice. I'm thinking about starting another story to give me a little time on this one but I don't know. And yes I did mean to put sorery...because that's what it sounds like when he says sorry...a combination between sore and sorry. I may be the only one but his voice gets on my nerves but I do like his hair.

Fiona: So that's how Wesker keeps his hair so shiny and stiff...with worm guts.

Claire: Look it's that green herb again. Let's play with it. She picks the green herb up and bandersnatches come out. She puts it back and picks up again and so on.

Bandersnatch: Forget you lady! The bandersnatches rip Claire apart and eat her.

Me: HAHAHAHAHA! Deserves you right.

Claire fan: That's right keep on laughing just wait. (Plants bomb on the side of house)

Me: Wrong house...that's my sisters. (House blows up)

Sister: Alright I'm blonde and I'm angry. Who did this!

Claire fan: I should go now.

Jill, in a drill sergeants' outfit: Run you maggots! Keep it up or I'll feed you to the giant worm!

Steve and Aflred: Yes M'am!

Wesker: Look at them. All having their own little fun. None of this is making sense. (Grabs radio) Yes I'd like to order a number one value meal.

Radio person: So that's one air strike on a bunch of dufus's. Is that all for you sir?

Wesker: Throw in a number four along with that.

Radion person: So that's one air strike and an assassination on the author. That'll be $12.00. Your order will be arriving shortly.

Yes I just threw together random bits and pieces. Personally I liked the last one...but I did think of it. Give me a review and tell me how good/sucky it is. Flames are even welcomed just tell me what you think. It would help out a lot.