Not a moment after entering the Raccoon City Police Department we found ourselves at gunpoint with a random man. He was a tall, muscular man with a police uniform on and his skin was really dark with jet black hair. A slight mustache went around his mouth and along the surface of his jaw and chin. We stood there perfectly still, not making a sound. It was like a show down at high noon. Only it was dark, and in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.

"WHO ARE YOU?" He ordered, threatening to shoot any second. I quickly put my hands up.

"Please, don't shoot!" My voice pleaded with a shaky tone. The woman next to me glanced at us, then relaxed a bit. But didn't lower the gun at all. He motioned towards her.

"You," The man ordered. "put your gun down."

My eyes landed on her while she still didn't put her gun down nor take her eyes off him. She studied his face, not trusting it at all.

"Put it down." He ordered again, ready to shoot. "And you, drop yours."

Calmly I sat it down in front of him, then backed away. She still refused.

"He really might shoot!" I said quietly, then tried to beg her. "Please, why don't you put your gun down?"

"And miss all the excitement?" She asked with a wry smile. Then slowly lowered it down to her side. "Fine, we'll do this your way."

After standing there for a second he picked up my gun and lowered his other, but not fully. One weird cop. He should be helping us, not threatening to kill us! Shouldn't he be expecting people since the announcement was made all over town? He glanced around then sighed.

"I will only ask this once. .You?"

"My name is Shaylin, I heard the announcement and came here quickly. I live in this city and would like to know how to get out." I said rudely. He narrowed his eyes.

"Last name?"

"Mendel. My full name is Shaylin Lynn Mendel and I would like to make it out alive if you please." He looked at me funny. "What? The message said that you guys were evacuating."

"Mendel?"

"Yes."

"Shaylin Mendel?

"Yes." I repeated, getting annoyed.

"You mother Mellissa Mendel?"

"And?"

"Nothing, I just thought you'd be with her." He said, then a bang cam from the door above us.

He motioned towards the door he recently came out of, and I grabbed his arm.

"Wait." I pleaded, he turned around. "Why would I be with her?"

"You don't know?" He asked, then sighed. "Man that's strange."

"Tell me."

Responding to my order by ripping his arm out of my hand he rubbed his forehead.

"She is a sore subject within the department. Her and Dr. Birkin."

"Doctor William Birkin." The woman repeated. "Umbrella's top scientist."

"Yeah, him. Anyways, he and his wife developed this virus. Your mother helped and was just as high up as them, developed the virus for them. She made it so if anything went wrong the two doctors wouldn't be hurt. They gave her the orders. Heard from one of the employees that it was her who influenced the G-virus as well." he explained.

"The G-Virus?" I asked confused.

"It's the next generation virus. The Chief told me about it after he failed at protecting the Mayors daughter. Guess he decided to give up." Another bang came from the door, and he quickly finished. "So in other words she made this possible."

"Why couldn't someone else do it?" I asked, the wound she left in my heart beginning to ache.

"She was the only one who volunteered. Probably because of the credit she would get."

Once all was said he ran towards the door while the banging increased in loudness and speed. Pulling out his gun, and mine, he hurried up the stairs while screams filled the room from the other side. He was going to save them.

"I wouldn't open that." She said from behind me, which made him turn around and look her in the eyes. Her voice became serious, but stayed emotionless. "It's too late."

"Like hell it's too late." He said angrily, then the door broke open and a corpse flew out onto him. He staggered back till he reached the rail.

Several more bodies fell to the ground and tumbled down the stairs. The man turned white and one of those licking monsters came out. It scratching him in the chest, not wasting a second of time to attack. The tongue came out and struck him in the arms and everywhere else. He tumbled down the stairs and cried in pain.

He began to crawl towards the middle of the room where a ledge to a statue was, but the monster advanced on him. The gun that he held went flying towards us while one stayed beside him. The time seemed to slow down as a gun shot rang through the room. The bullet soared into the things side.

I shot the bullet.

It looked at us with irritation and turned its attention towards us. The man looked at me in disbelief, not thinking I could actually USE a gun. The woman beside me shook her head and raised her gun. The bullet she shot hit its head and the impact pushed it into the wall.

"It's a Licker," She said, and my eyes widened. They're actually called a Licker! "We'd better go, while it's distracted."

"But didn't that kill it?" I asked, she began to back away.

"This is more than a zombie, so it takes more that one bullet."

We charged for the pair of doors by the bottom step. Leaping over the pile of dead she burst through the door and waited for me to get through. I almost crossed over when one lady grabbed my ankle and pulled me down. My left leg bent up and slammed down on her head, a crack then she went limp.

After she closed the door the hallway seemed to get longer and longer as we ran down. She slowed down and grabbed something from the shelf beside us and tossed it to me. Knowing we could slow down I came to a stop and examined it.

"That's a red herb. Put it on yours wounds and it will help them heal faster. It only works with a green herb though. Look for a yellow one too, the three of them together heal you just as fast as first aide spray." She paused, then glanced down at my belt. "You have spray, good. Only use it in dire emergencies."

Nodding, I put it in a pocket of my belt. Trying to hide my amazement I smiled and thanked her. This was the most I had heard her speak in one setting, at all really. She began to walk down the hallway while I trailed behind her. Apparently, if you get her to talk more the awkward silences get longer.

The door behind us burst open and the monster hurried towards us. Running and out of breath we made it around the corner of the hallway full of doors. Voices came from a set to our right, and she came to an abrupt stop.

"I need to go." Opening she door that led to a garage, she looked back for a second. "See ya around."

Before I could object she shut the door behind her and left me in the hallway with the monster. I heard two gunshots come from the other side, and a hiss traveled into my ear. Turning around I watched it inched closer, and backed away slowly. The claws of its feet made clicking noises as it moved. I turned around and ran down the hall with it after me.

Fury took over me as I thought about how she left me here alone. Why save me if she was going to abandon me. My mind fogged up and my eyes blurred. The wall in front of me blocked my path and I was cornered. I slammed my hands on the wall.

WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAPPEN TO ME! My mind screamed as I felt my fever rise. The thing hissed and began to back away. Then it took off in the other direction in a high-speed pursuit. I shook my head and took a deep breath, it was gone when I turned around.

"THE HELL-"

The wall behind me crumbled to the ground, rocks scratching the back of my legs. I felt the blood run down my thighs and calves. Stumbling forward I landed on my knees. The dust clouded my vision and my knees shook in pain. I brought my hands up and rubbed my eyes. They had little bleeding scratches from the sharp pebbles under me.

I turned around and came face to face with a huge eye.

My screams echoed through as I looked at the thing in ripped clothes. It was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen! His shoulder was about five times bigger than a regular one. And there was a huge, bloodshot eye on it staring right at me. It screeched and its mostly muscle skin shook. It was so tall, almost to the ceiling.

"SHHHEEERRYY!" It cried, then slapped me across the side and sent me into the cement wall beside us. The nametag stood out as I looked up. It read Dr. William Birkin.

The mutated doctor pulled his arm back, ready to kill. And a scream came from the end of the hall. It was a man, and he took a picture. The flash made the monster cry out, and brought it arm down. With a growl its eye blinked repeatedly.

It unspeakably glared at the man and began walking after him, forgetting to finish the job on me. The man screamed again and took off down the hall towards a pair of door that were behind the one that woman went through.

It took several deep breaths to calm myself down and process what had happened. That that was my moms boss, the man who invented the virus and made her make it for them. In the end his research got the best of him. Well, that's what they always said in the movies. I wonder what his family thinks, if they're still alive that is. His wife, she was his assistant, and his daughter. I had never met the girl, she stayed home like me and the other kids with the families who work for Umbrella.

What will happen to the other scientists? Mellissa?

That made me gasp. I never thought of my mom as Mellissa before. Just mom. But it didn't feel weird. Did my feelings for her as my mother vanish and now I see her just as another person I knew? Or just my respect? Have I accepted the fact that she left us to die? I didn't think it was that easy.

These questions began to get so deep that I got dizzy again. I shook my head.

"Come on Shaylin." I said to myself. "Don't go crazy on me now."

Standing up I brushed the rubble off my clothes and picked up my gun. Surprised it hadn't broken, I put it in my belt. Then began to walk back down the hallway I came from. I chose a door far away from the one the monster had entered so my spared life wouldn't expire. The big metal door creaked open while I was greeted with the smell of rotting flesh and dog.

"Uhh….no." I said refusing to go in their. The hallway had blocked the sound of the barking from the room, and I didn't want to deal with demon dogs again.

Around the corner were two hallways, and picking the right hallway to go down was the problem. So, trusting fate I used the legendary inky-binky-bonky method. The oh-so-popular elementary school game had me go right. Soon I noticed I wasn't alone.

Footsteps behind me echoed, soft and like heels. Someone I know. I spun around and caught a glimpse of some pink-red fabric. If it is that woman I am going to ask her why she left me alone with a one eyed, big shouldered, monster! Walking in the direction I saw her go I soon found myself back at the room with the dogs. Walking past the isle of caged dogs I came to a ladder that led down a hole.

Great.

"This must be the sewer." I said out loud, then sighed. " It should lead out of the city though."

Voices came from behind me and gave me no choice but to go down. I don't need to see more talking monsters. If that one could talk, what if these could too? I made my way down the slippery, cold iron ladder.

When I jumped onto the ground, I landed in a pool of wetness instead. It wasn't as bad as I had thought though. The voices echoed down the tunnel, clearer and more human sounding. It was Claire and that Leon guy.

"There's something about her that bothers me." She said not so trustingly.

"She just wants to get out of here, Claire, and she needs our help." He said.

"Ugh, men." Claire muttered, then added "You just want to impress her don't you."

Walking away before I could be seen, I smiled to myself.

"So, she went this way." I said, "It also seems that Leon has a thing for her. Too bad she doesn't seem to like him and is taken by that one dude she's looking for."

The water rippled under me as I walked down the tunnel. What if Miley and Timmy don't make it out? What is they are looking for me? Nah.. they wouldn't. Timmy was right, my…gulp…mother did have a key in this. Coming to a stop, I sighed.

More than that, I am angry. Mostly at myself. I was stupid and didn't think! Good Lord Shaylin… Start thinking before you act! I hate how my mom left us. I hate how my stupid quick decisions are most likely going to be the cause of us dying her in this undead city! I HATE how my dad walked out on us! AND I HATE IT THAT TIMMY WAS RIGHT!

My anger boiled over and my fists clenched. I drew my left hand back and struck the wall with the hardest punch I could muster up. I held back the scream of pain and grasped my hand. Bringing it to my chest I winced in pain.

"DAMMIT!" I grumbled, my right hand rubbing my left as I continued my way down the tunnel feeling sorry for myself.

Where are they now?