I am so, so sorry for the hellish long wait! I hope you all are still with me! I want to thank you for the reviews and as soon as I get my own computer back, I will update again. Right now I am using my aunt and uncles computer in a totally different town than I even live in. SO, I will stop my blabbering and let you read the good stuff. (At least I hope it's good stuff.) Oh, and I almost forgot, the sword in this chapter, imagine that to look like Sephiroths sword in Final Fantasy Crises Core. If you don't know what it looks like, google images is awesome. Here is the link to Alices outfit without spaces. www. polyvore cgi/set?id=69573446

3rd Person

Alice wakes up in an all too familiar mansion. Her first thought is that the past few months, years, have been a nightmare. One huge, frightening, nightmare. She then processes that she is laying naked in a shower stall with the water running. Standing up, she turns off the water and walks shakily to the bathroom sink, pulling on the red robe next to it. She has several bruises all over her body and when she looks closely into the mirror, she can see little lines of red in her pupil. This is where she realizes that it had not been a dream, and she remembers being brought to Wesker.

Glaring at her own reflection, she balls her hands into fists and the intensity of her glare mixed with her powers, smashes the mirror to bits. Alice gasps and shields her face. With all the glass cleared she sighs and stands up strait.

"This is getting very old," Alice whispers. Hugging the robe to her, she walks out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, expecting to see a skimpy red dress awaiting her on the bed. Instead, she sees a entirely different outfit awaiting her.

After getting dressed, she studies herself in the mirror. Black form fitting shirt that has a square cut out of it between the breasts and only covers her breasts, straps going up the neck, leather pants, healed boots, and a long jacket that she leaves unbuttoned. It seems Wesker was having fun dressing her up. On the bed she noticed a note that she didn't see before. Alice smirks as she read it, guessing that Wesker had known she would remember.

'Ada picked out the outfit. ~Wesker '

"I'm sure she did," Alice quips sarcastically, crumpling the note. She walks out of the bedroom only to hear a loud roar and to be thrown to a wall by and incredible force. "I suppose he really wanted to mix things up!" She grouches while standing up, feeling the burn of the forming harsh bruises. She see's a silver gleam from the corner of her eye and darts towards it, hoping that it's a weapon. Luck was on her side for once because she picks up a heavy silver sword and holds it in front of her. "Come on, you bastard, show me what you got!"

Running forward right as the monster does (that looks like the G-virus), she jumps up and brings her sword down on the beast and cuts it strait down. She kicks off of it and lands on the ground moments before the two large pieces of beast falls. She huffs and straitens her jacket. "Guess it didn't have much. That was too easy."

She continues on to the next part of the test. Surprisingly she does not have to face the lasers all over again, but comes to the room that holds dog cages. Getting ready, she knows what comes next. And she was right. Six black, mutated Great Danes, each one almost as tall as she is. Her breath catches because she hates killing animals. But she is left with no choice as they charge forward and she cuts them vertically, horizontally, and diagonally.

Next she comes to a round room. It's silent, but she stays on guard. It's always the rooms that are silent that have the worst things happen. This room is deathly silent and empty. The floors are a brown, with white designs on them, and the walls are white stone. There is a black polished door on the other side of the room, so ever so slowly, she takes a step forward, and then another, and another.

Alice Pov

A thud comes from behind me, making me spin around. A woman stands before me, and I know her. She has her dark brown hair pulled into a pony tale at the nape of her neck, her big brown eyes glaring at me, lips pulled into a sneer. She wears a black combat suit, with gloves.

"Rain?"

"Do we know each other?" Rain asks and reaches behind her to pull out her own sword. Hers is as thin as mine, but hers is slightly shorter, and no doubt sharper. She takes a step forward and I take one back, holding my right hand out in a 'stop' motion.

"Rain, please, don't do this. We were friends."

"I don't know who you are lady! I've got orders to kill you, and I will." She runs forward and swings her blade. I block her blow just on time with my own.

"You don't have to do this. He's gotten into your head!"

"Nobody has gotten into my head. I'm simply following orders. Now will you shut the hell up? I'm trying to get this done quickly!" She swings and I dodge, she swings again and I block, then I swing and she blocks. We continue like this for awhile, fighting each other. That is until I get lucky and land a blow across her stomach. She growls and throws her sword to the side, pulling out a gun from her back holsters.

She shoots and me and I dodge, but end up still getting impaled with a bullet to my thigh. I grown and back flip up off of the floor. She shoots at me again and I run at her, ignoring the incredible pain in my left thigh. I kick up, making my three inch boot heal slam into her jaw. A sickening crack echos through the room and I wince. She falls to the ground and lays there a minute, with her eyes closed. Her breathing had stopped and it looks like I had snapped her neck.

Sighing, I bend over her and feel her pulse. Nothing. Closing my own eyes, I stand up and start to take a step over her to get to the door, but something wraps around my ankle and trips me up. With a cry I fall to the ground and my head hits the floor hard. Dark spots dance around my eyesight and I feel light headed. After a few moments, I push those back and force myself to stand. Rain is now standing up, but with bred eyes, and slimy, testicles like things flying around her, coming from her back.

One testicles shoots forward, intending to jab my eye out, but I use my eye powers to shield myself, like I did with Issacs. Another testicle shoots forward and slams against my stomach, making me fly back. I grown in pain and spot Rains gun by her feet. I military style crawl over and grab a hold of it, just as a testicles grabs my foot and swings me up into the air. I shoot at Rains eyes three times, two hitting their mark. Rain lets out a horrid sound and drops me. I shoot the rest of the clip into her and she lets out another yell and falls down, dead this time.

I let out a dry sob and crawl over to her, across the testicles and cradle her head.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I couldn't save you or Matt." I stay there a moment before getting up and walking through the door, only to be met with a smirking Wesker, slowly clapping his hands.

"I might say that I expected you to get through the first few test quite quickly, like you did, but then I wasn't sure how the last would turn out."

"You're a murder Wesker. It should be you who is laying on that floor right now, dead."

"Hmmm, maybe," he drawls and crosses his arms. "I suppose I should thank you, though. You got rid of a few experiments that were lingering to long here in the facility. Although, I created that last one, Rain, I believe you called her, just for you. I wanted to see your reaction. See if you could kill a friend that you could still recognize. You did miraculously well.''

I growled and slammed myself against him, making us go flying into the wall. "You have no idea how bad I want to kill you right now."

He scoffs and wraps a hand around my throat, throwing me to the floor. "Be careful, dear heart." He kicks me in the head and I see black.