Not even a year after Rain and my transfer to the "Forgotten" facility in Brazil, things began to get worse. The United States government and the United Nations declared war on Umbrella. Little by little Umbrella lost its influence in the world. During that year, Rain and I spent most of it separated as I kept sending her after Albert, but after a year of searching and being one step behind him, we finally gave up trying to catch up to him. The seasons in Brazil all seemed to be the same, hot and humid. I had finally grown to hate it there, and on my birthday, Rain and I left to celebrate my 40th. Thanks to Project W, I still looked like I was in my late 20's and I felt even younger.

The nearby town had a small local bar that Rain had taken me too. The bar itself was quiet and well-kept despite the outside look. Outside the bar looked as if it was an abandoned shack. The windows were all covered in moss and wooden boards. The roof had holes, and growing out of those holes was grass and what looked to be the start of a tree. The front door had been torn off the building so many times that it was now laying against the building and where the door should had been was a blanket. Inside the building, the walls were clean and looked almost new. The tables were nice and very clean. The bar was well stocked in liquor, but most of it was local beers. The bar was made of some of the finest wood which was from the nearby rain forest.

The bar didn't just serve alcohol, but also had a small kitchen behind the bar, and the woman who worked back there was a very small and elderly woman. Rain and I sat near the back of the bar, making small talk about how much had changed, yet how little we had. Rain constantly made fun of how old I was. The two of us stuck out like a purple elephant in an all green room. Both of us were wearing nice and expensive dress clothes, while everyone else was wearing work clothes. When our food came out, everyone half expected us to dislike the poor tasting food, but the both of us enjoyed the food here. It was better than the processed food that the "Forgotten" facility served. I really missed the food in Paris, but there was nothing I could do.

As we ate, I got a strange feeling that something was going to happen today, and my feeling paid off when two men in suits came into the bar. They had short blonde hair that was slicked back and wore black suits with dark sunglasses. Both of them were armed with MP5s. Rain slowly went to her knife, but I grabbed her hand. I looked up at them as they seemed to scan the room. One of them put his hand over his ear and whispered something into the sleeve of his shirt. Then two more people came into the bar, and I froze. It was Patrick and Lord Spencer. Lord Spencer was using a cane as he walked in and he seemed to be in pain with each step.

I got up and Lord Spencer shook his head as he sat down across from me and Rain. He didn't look pleased. "What brings you here Lord Spencer?"

Lord Spencer looked up at me, "Albert has been spotted in South America…"

I smiled and looked at Rain but before I could tell her to go get her men, Lord Spencer interpreted me, "I want you and Rain to move again. Albert has already killed many of Umbrella's key researchers and has grown very bold with his new found powers; he has attacked several facilities, and stolen too much of your data."

I looked back at Lord Spencer, stunned. Rain seemed to be stunned too. "Lord Spencer, why don't we just capture him?"

"Don't you think we have tried that?! Albert has become way too powerful and is coming for you Alex! I can't have him kill you or get the information that you have." Lord Spencer shouted, but was stopped by a very violent coughing fit.

Patrick tried to help Lord Spencer, but Lord Spencer shoved him away, "Look Alex, you are Umbrella's… my last hope. We are not getting any younger, and my health is starting to fail me."

I nodded, "So what is the plan?"

"You and Rain are being moved to your own private facility. I have already begun moving researchers there for you. They are all yours. Everything on the island is your property. Use it anyway you see fit. I've had Patrick make sure that all of Umbrella's data will be at your disposal, but any data you collect will be uploaded to your own network, that way Albert don't get ahold of any of your data. I can't ever get ahold of it, just in case my estate is compromised."

My eyes widened. Even in Paris where I was the head, I was only the head researcher. This facility I would be the head of the whole facility. I was up there with the Ashfords now. The power went straight to my head, and I couldn't help but smile. I had forgotten all about wanting to capture Albert and find out what he knew that I didn't. Rain, however, quickly broke my train of thought, "Sir, as Alex's bodyguard, I cannot help but wonder where we're going and how safe this new facility truly is."

Lord Spencer coughed and then smiled at Rain's question, "As I expected, still wanting to protect Alex. Very well then, the facility is in the South Sea. The facility was once an American military base in World War II, but after the war, they sold the island to Umbrella. We used it as a testing site for the B.O.W.s. Don't worry Rain, I had the UBCS go in there and clean it out of any remaining B.O.W.s, and to check for traps. I can't risk Alex's safety."

Rain took a deep breath as she thought this through. Things were moving so fast and we were being rushed around. I watched her as she thought out on her scale of one to ten of how safe the move would be for me. She finally looked up at Lord Spencer who seemed to think that the move would be for the best. She looked at me and I nodded, "I can't say that it doesn't sound like the safest place in the world. So when do we move, Sir?"

Lord Spencer struggled as he tried to get up, and after he made it to his feet he looked down at us, "You leave now. I have a helicopter waiting for you outside."

I was stunned again. Rain and I must have been in great danger if he was trying to get us out of Brazil now. Just as I was about to ask about our stuff, the cook in the back began to scream loudly. Everyone turned to look and it was dead silent. The bartender said something in Portuguese and ran into the back. As soon as he vanished, he too screamed and then dead silence. The two men in suits rushed over to the table and looked to be on guard. I watched as two people walked in from the kitchen. They were very pale and covered in gore. As they shuffled into view, my eyes widened in shock once again.

"Don't tell me that Albert released the T-virus in the area?!" Rain shouted at Lord Spencer.

Patrick nodded his head, "Albert sold the T-virus to some Brazilian terrorists. We believe he did this to help lure Alex out."

The two men in suits opened fire on the two zombies, but as the people in the bar started to panic, one of the men was knocked down. During the confusion, the cook and bartender were reanimated by the T-virus and began to attack the customers. Once a few people got outside, they were ambushed by more zombies. I watched as the blanket was torn down by a female customer as a zombie lunged at her from the other side and bit into her neck. As the confusion began to slow down, I looked at Rain who rushed over to the man that was knocked down but by the time she gotten to him, the cook had already bitten him in the leg. Rain quickly disarmed the man of his MP5 and ran back to my side.

"What's the plan on getting everyone out?" Rain asked as she started to take careful shots at the zombies that were too close to us.

"Our helicopter is just outside of town. We have a jeep outside." Patrick answered.

"Well then, let's move!" Rain shouted as she pulled me through the bar.

Once we were out of the bar, we stopped and looked around. The jeep was parked on the other side of the street, but the whole town was in chaos. I watched as women and children ran from zombies, only to be caught by a horde of them. The screams of those not infected echoed the town. Rain pulled me to the jeep with Lord Spencer, Patrick, and the last of the bodyguards behind us. As we got into the jeep, everyone got in, but as the bodyguard got ready to shut the driver side door, a zombie grabbed him and pulled him from the seat. Rain rushed out but before she could get to him, the zombie ripped out his intestines and the bodyguard's blood curling screams stopped. Rain pulled the trigger of her MP5 and a short burst of rounds found their mark in the zombies head.

Rain ran over to the bodyguard and started to search his pockets for the keys to the jeep. After digging around his guts, she found the keys. Before she left the body she also took his MP5 and jumped into the jeep. She wasn't going to make the same mistake as the bodyguard, so she slammed the door shut before trying to start the jeep. As she started the jeep, four zombies, including the other bodyguard shuffled out of bar and towards the jeep. Rain popped the jeep into first gear and we sped off through the town that was being attacked by zombies. The drive out of the town was through a lot of twists and turns as Rain did her best to avoid zombies and people. Every once and a while she would swerve to miss a person only to hit a zombie.

The drive seemed to be in slow motion as we rushed out of the town. We were by the helicopter in a matter of minutes thanks to Patrick's directions. Once we were near the helicopter, Rain slammed on the breaks. Once we were at a dead stop, without a word we all jumped out of the jeep and into the helicopter. Patrick was in the pilot seat with Rain next to him. I was in the back with Lord Spencer. We took off just in time for me to watch a horde of zombies shuffle out into view. This was the closest I'd come to death, and I couldn't help but feel so alive. But under that adrenaline rush was anger; anger towards Albert for trying to kill me.