What's up, everyone! This is GKC here bringing you the next chapter of "The Dead's Reaper".

To answer some questions: Yes, Wolfpack will be chased by Tyrants. Yes, there will be some character appearances from the Resident Evil games. And yes, there will be some gore-y, messed up shit in this.

Now for the disclaimer: I do not own, except my OC, Resident Evil or Highschool of the Dead. All rights belong to their respective owners.

Now let's get this party started… BEGIN!

Resident Evil: The Dead's Reaper

Chapter 2: Highschool of the Dead

Fujimi Academy

Pandemonia was a common factor in the human psyche.

It drove people to do crazy things thanks to the emotions of fear, anger, and excitement.

Evident by the dozens of students pushing, shoving, clawing, and stomping over those that stood in their way of escaping the jaws of death.

Unfortunately, Reaper had no belief that any of them would make it out of the school…

...at least, alive that is.

The ex-Umbrella soldier didn't want to have anybody slowing him down and he needed to understand the situation. To do that, he needed to get a bird's eye view of the campus via the roof.

"Are you seriously stupid or something!?"

But before he could leave the classroom, he found himself being stared at by Takagi and Hirano. The girl with a look of annoyance (no surprise there) and the boy with stars in his eyes as he stared at the assassin's gun.

"Why the hell are you two still here?" Reaper questioned coldly. Saya and Kohta felt a chill run up their spines at the icy tone the foreign student used.

"Why the hell do you have a gun?!" The pink-haired harpy screeched.

"I think the current situation speaks for itself, Takagi-san," The super soldier remarked as he approached the doors.

"Hey, is that an H&K USP Compact Tactical pistol!" Kohta suddenly asked Reaper out of the blue, surprising the clone for a bit before he recollected himself and nodded. "Wow! So cool! Those are usually issued to Navy SEALs! Are you secretly a SEAL?!"

"No," Reaper replied bluntly then noticed the deflated look on the chubby boy's face. He decided to humor the obvious gun fanatic. "But… I was part of a military unit."

That shook Kohta from out of his depression as he looked upon the former assassin with newfound awe. Saya, on the other hand…

"Bullshit. There's no way you could be a soldier. You're the same age as us!" She retorted.

'Physically, I am… Chronologically is a different matter altogether,' Reaper thought secretly but decided to focus on the current situation. "We'll save this conversation for later. For now, I need to assess the problem we're dealing with right now."

"Wait, you're going by yourself, Drake-san?" Kohta looked at the ex-USS member beguiled.

Reaper pulled open the sliding door then glanced back at his two classmates, "You two would only slow me down."

"Well, we're coming with you whether you like it or not, baka!" Saya argued with a scowl, storming past the bewildered assassin while Kohta timidly followed after the girl.

Growling in annoyance, the super soldier quickly followed after the two. 'Bothersome girl…' He thought to himself angrily.

His genetically altered agility allowed him to get in front of the two teens, who looked extremely surprised that Reaper managed to get in front of them.

"Let's get something straight, you two," Reaper spoke in the same tone Lupo would use whenever there was a slight conflict amongst the 'Wolfpack'. "I could very well just leave your asses out to dry and fend for yourselves but since you decided to follow me, I now have to deal with protecting you until we're out of here. You positively have no fucking idea what we're dealing with so I would be quite pleased if you would shut your goddamn mouths, follow my orders, and keep up!" He leveled his crimson eyes specifically onto Takagi, who looked positively stunned. Kohta didn't seem to mind since he was already saluting like a private out of boot camp despite the fact he seemed ready to piss his pants.

"So, uh… what now, Nocturne-san?" Kohta asked timidly.

"For now, I need to ascertain what kind of hostiles we're dealing with. After I have confirmation, we'll do our best to avoid them unless I am forced to confront them. Our primary concern is survival." Reaper stated. "Now let's move."

With a firm nod, the three teens ran down the hall and as they ran, the chaos around the school began to take hold.

"People eating people…" Saya said with her face etched in worry as she continued to run. "This isn't even funny anymore."

"T-Takagi, Nocturne-san, why are we running away? Shouldn't we go to the teachers or something?" Kohta suggested, equally concerned.

"Are you stupid or something, Hirano?" The pinkette shouted. "What do you think the teachers are going to do? If you haven't noticed, people are eating other people."

"They aren't people anymore," Reaper cut in, earning him looks from the two teens in his care. "They're monsters now."

Kohta gulped and began to visibly sweat whether from fear or from the physical activity he had to do, "T-then do you have a cellphone, Takagi? We should probably call the police."

"How stupid can you get?" Saya retorted as she followed Reaper, who signaled that the coast was clear, despite the screams of the living and the cries of the dead. "Don't you think everyone's already tried calling the police already, stupid?"

"Would you two kindly shut the fuck up!" Reaper growled at his 'classmates' in irritation, feeling a vein on his forehead begin to pulse.

He was granted sweet, sweet silence from the two as he led the duo into the arts and crafts room. His original thought was to see if there were any decent tools that could be used for weapons.

"Lock the door before they get in here, baka!" Saya told Kohta, who quickly looked it with a yelp.

Reaper rolled his eyes then scoured the room, looking for any supplies or tools to utilize. After a couple minutes, he found a nail gun and a somewhat large metal pipe onto the table.

"Nocturne-san, what are you doing?" Hirano questioned.

"Arming you two. I'm not going to lug around helpless civilians who aren't properly armed," The former assassin replied.

"Do I look like I can swing a bat?" Saya retorted with her usual tsundere scowl.

"Do I look like I care?" Reaper shot back.

Kohta didn't seem to be paying attention to the argument between Reaper and the pinkette. Instead, he was muttering to himself about the weight of the gun and attaching a sight to it.

BANG!

The trio of teens froze as their individual gaze looked upon the door, which seemed rattle as the moans of the undead echo behind the screen.

'Shit! From the sound alone, there seems to be a small horde outside those doors. Probably because they heard us, or more specifically Takagi,' Reaper thought to himself with a curse.

Another loud bang from the door signaled that it would only hold for a few more seconds at most.

"W-what are you guys doing!?" Saya exclaimed, the fear evident in her voice. "We have to do something! They're going to get in here soon!"

"Takagi-san, your voice is drawing them in," Reaper said while flipping the safety off on his gun and taking direct aim at the door. He glanced at Hirano and cursed silently when the chubby boy seemed more focused on the nail gun as well as several random assortments of parts.

BANG!

With one last push from the zombies, the door had soon broken apart and the chaos began…

"S-someone, do something!" Saya pleaded, looking ready to breakdown and cry.

Hearing the girl's pleas struck the super soldier's core. Eyes focused and locked on target, Reaper aimed at the first zombie then fired a .45 caliber bullet right into its skull. The corpse falling to the ground after its brain was scrambled from the accelerated metal.

Reaper fired two more bullets into the foreheads of two undead students. Spurts of blood and brain matter sprayed against the walls and on some of the other zombies.

Seven rounds left…

The assassin fired another round into an undead girl's skill, only to realize that the creature only staggered back for a bit despite the bullet hole in its head. Reaper snarled then planted two more bullets into its head. This time the zombie fell down and remained motionless.

Suddenly, the corpses he had killed started to move again then they began to rise. Reaper cursed as they emptied his clip into their skulls, taking great care to aim directly for the brain until-

Click!

"Shit!" The assassin growled when the slide on his handgun slid back, signaling that the weapon was empty. He quickly ejected the spent magazine but he wouldn't be able to load a fresh one in and chamber a bullet in time before the zombies swarmed them.

Whatever morbid thoughts he had racing through his head came to an end as something whizzed past his head. He heard a few more clicks and several projectiles fly past him before hitting each remaining zombie squarely in the head. They soon all dropped dead once again to the floor.

"Got them!" Kohta declared with a rather mad expression on his face. Apparently, he had modified the nail gun by using a makeshift sight marker for better accuracy.

"Smart thinking, Hirano," Reaper complimented the chubby teen. He finished reloading his pistol then chambered a round into the barrel.

"Uh, thanks, Nocturne-san," Kohta said with a tinge of embarrassment on his cheeks.

Reaper looked over at Saya and noticed that she was still in a state of shock. He strolled over to the girl and snapped his fingers in front of her face. This gave him the desired effect he wanted as pinkette shook her head then looked straight into his crimson eyes.

"Time to go, Takagi-san," The clone informed her before he quickly headed over to the door and checked the halls for any more undead. "We're clear for now. Let's get a move on."

"R-right," Saya replied as she and Kohta followed after the ex-Umbrella serviceman.

As the three traversed down into the halls, Reaper couldn't help but feel a sense of deja vu over this whole situation.

'Reminds me of Operation: Raccoon City…' The super soldier thought.

Flashback - Raccoon City

Recovery of the G-Virus was a failure…

Command had issued Operation: Raccoon City to prevent any witnesses from exposing Umbrella's role in the exposure of the T-Virus to the world. Delta Team had been dispatched to take down the power grid and prevent any communication from the outside.

The rest of Delta Team saw it as a punishment by USS Command but kept their silence in order to continue with their jobs and get the hell out of the city.

Reaper, however, had orders to terminate Delta Team if they prove to be insufficient in their mission. The assassin accepted the order and listed several scenarios in his head to deal with each member of Wolfpack.

The team arrived by helicopter and rappelled down to the infected city below. Once they landed and brought out their weapons, their mission began.

"Let's move out. We have a job to do." Lupo ordered the squad.

"Fucking management blaming us for this shit," Beltway cursed. "It's not like we're the ones who released the T-Virus."

"Shut your mouth, Beltway," Vector spat. "We've got enough problems without you bitching about it."

"Wanna say that again, puta?" The explosives expert growled, aiming his shotgun at the scout, who brought up his pistol and aimed it at Beltway.

Before the two could instigate a fight, Reaper stood in between them and leveled a cold glare at the both of them. His helmet's four ice blue optics glowing in the darkness.

"Stand down and focus on the mission. Any conflict that would interfere with Umbrella's objective will be resolved… permanently." The super soldier warned his teammates.

"That a threat?" Vector snarled.

"No, it is a fact. Believe it or not, I can kill you all without any form of trouble and complete this mission on my own. Fortunately for all of you, Umbrella still requires your services." Reaper stated. "Do not get in the way of the mission, or I will tear your heads off."

"That's enough! From all of you!" Lupo declared, getting in the middle of the argument. "We are still on a mission. Stow the bravado until we are finished. Am I understood?"

"Yeah," Beltway agreed with a grunt.

"Fine," Vector huffed.

"Understood," Reaper replied.

"Good, now let's go!" Lupo ordered her team as they moved out to their first target: City Hall.

The area they explored was too dark to see and Spectre used his mask's night vision mode to help him out and guide the team around.

With Spectre taking point, for now, they carefully walked through a hall until they got far enough from any danger to stop and contact U.S.S. Command, which Vector did.

"Command, position 1 reached," he said.

"Position confirmed Wolfpack. Proceed into the 'Cold Zone'." said Command.

Communication ceased and Delta Team continued on. They would eventually learn that the outbreak was more than they can chew on.

They passed by a large, steel door and found discarded junk and another dead person, a woman whose entrails had been violently removed from her body and dry bloodstains were seen near the corpse. It was nothing the team hasn't seen before.

Wolfpack started walking up the room's stairs and a noise was heard, making them all suspicious and alert.

"Heard something," Beltway whispered.

"Quiet..." said Spectre.

It was heard again, but this time it was more. It was the sound of moaning, meaning one thing and one thing only: zombies.

"There's something up ahead. Weapons ready." Lupo said and they all got ready to shoot their way through the unseen threat.

Spectre adjusted his mask to see through their surroundings and found zombies limping around in a room just up ahead of them. Of course, this room was beyond the one the team approached, so the first was safe to enter.

The Russian man warned the unit of his recent discovery and they opened the door to the first room which was empty as Spectre saw and crept up to the second one where the undead creatures were in.

Bertha went up ahead with her gun ready and quickly kicked the door open and as expected, the zombies attacked the group starting with the first zombie lurching at Bertha since she was the closest.

The German woman struggled with the zombie as it yanked her into the room and she shoved it away and killed it with a clear headshot. Soon, the other B.O.W.s joined it in permanent death.

Wolfpack made their way through and found more zombies gathered altogether consuming another body and they too were dead within seconds.

Later on, a computer room was breached and they confronted more zombies.

When that was over, the group began moving toward what they believed was an exit and were met by a man dressed in military clothing, gray hair on his head and was now aiming an assault rifle at them.

"Hold your fire! He's U.B.C.S." said Lupo after she recognized the lone man who proceeded to introduce himself after he and Wolfpack lowered their weapons.

"I am Nicholai Ginovaef, U.B.C.S. D-Platoon B-Squad," he said to them.

Both sides said nothing for a moment before Nicholai spoke up again.

"You're Umbrella's Security Service? Upper management must be in a panic if they sent you."

"Save it. What are you doing here?" Lupo asked.

"My team was sent here to rescue citizens, but there's no time for that. City Hall is a mess. I'm trying to find a safe zone." Nicholai explained.

"Oohh, running scared already?" Bertha sassed.

Hearing Nicholai's statement, Lupo felt she had to counter as well as ask him what happened. "There's no safe zone. What's going on in there?"

"City Hall is crawling with infected and some unidentified personnel. They're looking for something," he said while walking his way around the Wolfpack members. "Why? What are you doing...?"

"We ask the questions here," Vector said. He turned to Spectre. "Think this guy's a loose end?"

"I say...we silence him." Spectre suggested.

The others were starting to agree with that until Lupo objected.

"He's U.B.C.S. He'll get himself killed somehow just like everyone else," she said, remembering the other soldiers of that unit who tried to kill them back in William Birkin's laboratory. To her, all U.B.C.S. members were like death magnets.

The French woman looked up ahead at the area behind Nicholai. "We've got orders. Let's move," she said and the others obeyed and began walking away from Nicholai.

"All the best with your mission," Nicholai said without looking at them and he too started walking away, leaving Wolfpack on their own.

Once the team was a respectable distance away from the U.B.C.S soldier, Reaper voiced his displeasure to Lupo. "That man is a witness. We should've killed him."

The French woman glanced back at the super soldier, "Like I said, he will get himself killed somehow. We have our mission. Forget about him."

Reaper growled under his breath but reluctantly acknowledged the team leader's decision. Though it didn't mean he had to like it.

Just then, they got another call from Command.

"The City Hall building has been locked down. Access the security room and override it."

"Copy that, Command," said Four Eyes and they kept moving forward.

The assassin had a feeling that this mission had only just taken a drastic turn, especially when Wolfpack met with Nicholai.

Present Day

"Nocturne-san?"

Reaper blinked then glanced at Kohta, who looked at him with mild concern. "What is it?"

"Are you okay? You were spacing out for a while." The chubby kid inquired.

"I'm fine. Just remembering a similar experience…" The super soldier replied.

"Similar experience?" Kohta repeated in confusion.

"Quiet, you idiots!" Saya hissed at the two while she crouched down next to a water fountain, soaking a rag in water, one she had taken from the arts and crafts room. Once it was wet enough, she wrapped it up into a ball and promptly flung it at one of the walking dead in front of them. It landed squarely in the back of its head. Reaper brought up his pistol to kill the zombie but noticed something peculiar. The undead didn't even react to it at all.

Kohta, obviously confused, decided to ask the pinkette, "Uh, what are you doing, Takagi-san?"

The girl's left eye flinched in an almost comedic fashion while she soaked another rag in water, "What does it look like, stupid? I'm trying to learn more about them."

Reaper decided to let his companions experiment with the zombies' behavior while he checked outside a window to see the situation. He could see two students on the run. Based on their uniforms, they looked like first-years. Unfortunately, they didn't last very long, as they were quickly caught by the mob outside, resulting in the two getting eaten alive.

A normal man would already be throwing up at the sight of humans being cannibalized by a group of undead monsters. Reaper had long since gotten over zombies eating people alive due to the Raccoon City Incident as well as other unknown bio-terror attacks around the world.

After he recovered from spacing out, he noticed that the two students that were being eaten had risen from the ground and began to limp throughout campus, searching for new victims to sate their hunger.

The sound of a feminine grunt of exertion drew the former assassin's attention back to Takagi, who had thrown another wet rag, only this time at a row of lockers instead of another zombie. Lo and behold, the zombie mindlessly walked over towards the direction of the lockers. In fact, it had actually walked straight into the locker, making a loud noise as it collided into it.

'So these things are blind as well and don't react to touch, except for sounds. A lot less challenging than the ones made by the T-Virus…' Reaper thought as he watched the undead continue to futilely grasp prey that wasn't even there.

"You understand now?" Saya said in her usual condescending attitude. "They only respond to sound. They probably can't see either, or else they wouldn't be mindlessly running into things."

Kohta, being the only one that didn't understand, nodded in response. "You're really smart, Takagi-san."

"Of course," The pinkette bristled with pride. "I am a genius after all. Let's get going, if we keep quiet, we should be able to avoid most of them."

Kohta frowned. "Wait, we're going outside?"

"We're obviously not staying here, Hirano," Reaper interjected, passing by the two teens as he took the lead but not before he quickly dealt with the zombie in front of them by shooting it right in the head.

"Dammit, can you not do that!?" Saya exclaimed, rather irritated at ex-Umbrella assassin.

"If I don't kill them now, we'll be dealing them later." The dark-haired young man stated. His crimson eyes glared back into the pinkette's amber irises.

"Fine, whatever," The Takagi heiress remarked with a scoff then glanced at Kohta. "And what's your problem? Do you want to stay here?"

Kohta smiled sheepishly as he rubbed the side of his cheek, "No, it's just that… I kind of hate walking."

"Maybe that's why you're so fat, stupid!" Saya screeched.

Reaper quickly clamped his hand over the girl's mouth and glared coldly into her eyes, "If you don't shut the hell up and keep your voice down… I'll shoot you in the leg and leave you as bait. I am not in the mood for this shit while the undead roams around the school." He edged closer, keeping his gaze right into Saya's. "Now I'm going to remove my hand from your mouth and when I do, you will not raise your voice at all. Do you understand?"

Saya nodded frantically in fear of the former assassin's threat. A part of her had a feeling that he would really do it…

"Good," Reaper whispered before the moans of the dead reached his ears. "Damn, too late." He brought up his handgun. "Kohta, load up!"

"Yes, sir!" The chubby boy brought his nail gun up then fired into the horde of zombies that were steadily approaching the three humans.

The two gunmen fired every bullet their clips held, killing several of the undead with well-placed headshots. However, Reaper had gone through three clips already since some of the zombies proved to have tougher skulls than the T-Virus batch. Kohta seemed to be right behind him since his only had a few more nails left in his clip. Saya looked frantically around for a possible escape route but the zombies provided no such openings at all since there were far too many for her to avoid.

Click

"A-aw crap! I'm out of ammo!" Kohta cried out in horror.

"Dammit!" Reaper cursed, ejecting another spent magazine before going for another… then froze in shock when his hand touched a magazine on his belt.

His last magazine out of the ten he used since this hell had begun…

"What are you waiting for?! Just reload your guns, stupid!" Takagi yelled, the terror gripping her heart in a vice grip. "T-There's nowhere else for us to go, we're surrounded!"

"I'm on my last clip. After that, I only have my knife left." Reaper stated. He reloaded his last magazine into his pistol and aimed it at the approaching horde. "There's a good chance that we might die. However, I'll be merciful… do you want a slow death or a quick one?"

"Are you out of your mind!? I WANT TO LIVE! GET RID OF THOSE THINGS ALREADY!" Saya screeched.

"I found it!" Kohta exclaimed, pulling out a clip of nails as he quickly tried to insert it in his weapon.

'No time…' Reaper narrowed his eyes as he holstered his gun then pulled out his combat knife, holding the blade in a reverse-hand grip. Adrenaline pumped viciously in his veins as time came to a near standstill. He charged at the horde of undead, raising his dagger above then brought it down into the skull of a zombie third-year student.

Another zombie made a grab for him but Reaper ducked under its reach and stabbed it in the back of the head then kicked the body into a trio of the undead.

"DO SOMETHING, YOU IDIOTS!" Saya suddenly screamed, drawing the super soldier's attention back to the others. Kohta was still trying to load his nail gun with the clip of nails while Saya tried to back away as far as possible from an approaching zombie that was arm's length from reaching her.

'Dammit!' Reaper cursed in his head as he held back a zombie with his forearm then glanced down at the knife in his hand. A quick second decision was all he needed to make… he raised his knife then threw it at lightning speed to hit the zombie trying to grab Saya right in the head.

Unfortunately, now that he lost his weapon, Reaper had to contend with his current assailant with his bare hands. While it isn't impossible to snap the undead's neck since the bones are still human but the muscles are altered to be superhuman, giving the zombie unnatural strength.

Whatever virus was used to turn these people into zombies must've been improved because this undead was proving to be a match for even Reaper's superhuman strength.

The clone tried as much as he could to force the undead back but the jaws of death drew closer and closer to his throat. However, just before the zombie could take a chunk out of his jugular, a wooden bokken struck out and hit the dead student's cranium, giving Reaper the necessary push to kick the undead back into the horde.

"Are you alright, Nocturne-kun?"

He glanced at his savior, revealing themselves to be a female third-year student with long, straight and shiny purple hair along with a triangular fringe at the front that barely touches the ridge of her nose, blue eyes, and sizable breasts. She's quite tall for a Japanese girl but it did little to diminish her beauty. This was Saeko Busujima, the captain of the Kendo club.

"Busujima," Reaper greeted with a nod. "Appreciate the assistance."

Funny story on how these two met. Reaper, or Dante as he was called, was at the school dojo practicing his martial arts kata that his comrade, Vector, had instructed him to practice. While he was in the middle of kicking an imaginary enemy, he felt a presence behind him and swung his leg around but it was caught by Saeko's bokken. At first glance, the two instantly recognized a warrior without peer and decided to have a spar that actually pushed Reaper to his limits before they decided to call it a draw. Granted, he didn't have his power armor, which would've given him a massive advantage over the swordswoman, but he still would've had trouble engaging her in a real fight. Since then, the two would practice together in the dojo and have a spar against each other or, on occasion, eat lunch together as friends.

"I trust you've gotten a sense of the situation?" Saeko inquired as she swung her wooden sword, caving in a zombie's skull.

"Undead eating people, corpses coming back to life, avoiding their bite, and destroy their brain." Reaper listed of his quick explanation as he grabbed a zombie by their hair then slammed their face into the floor, splattering their brain matter all over the wall. "I think I get the gist of it, Busujima."

More footsteps drew his attention down a different hallway.

A battle cry echoed in the halls then a zombie's head was smashed into a wall courtesy of a metal bat wielded by none other than Takashi Komuro. The hot-blooded teen swung his bat again, caving in another undead's skull.

Suddenly, a new figure jumped over him with a makeshift spear, Rei Miyamoto, who kicked a zombie directly in the face then stabbed it with her weapon.

'Well, can't say no to good help right now.' Reaper thought with a smirk as he grappled a zombie by the head then delivered a jumping knee strike directly into its nasal cavity, sending bone into the brain and tearing the gray matter to shreds.

The five combatants quickly dealt with the zombies in a quick, yet brutal fashion. Once they were all dead (once again), the teens started introducing each other. Reaper finally noticed the school nurse, Shizuka Marikawa amongst the survivors and she seemed to be crying over… a skirt?

'Out of all the things this woman values it's a stupid fucking piece of clothing?' The super soldier thought with a deadpan.

Ignoring the chatter between the other students, Reaper marched over to the zombie with his knife still implanted in its head. A firm tug was all it took to rip the German-made combat knife out of the corpse's skull. He used a piece of cloth untouched by the dead student's blood and used it to… clean the blood off his knife.

Standing up after holstering his blade behind his waist, Reaper took notice of Saya suddenly breaking down and crying while Saeko comforted her the best she could do.

"Takagi, much as I don't want to be that guy, crying is only going to attract the attention of more zombies." Reaper stated.

Shizuka puffed her cheeks, "How rude. Can't you see that she's upset?"

"Yes, I can. However, I prefer to keep living. Once we find a safe place to rest then she can sob all she wants," The former assassin answered.

Rei interjected in the growing argument, "We can try the Staff Room."

Reaper nodded. "Alright, we'll head there. Everyone keep quiet and move fast. Do not engage any of them unless absolutely necessary."

"Who died and made you the leader?" Takashi questioned with a scowl.

"Everyone around you," Reaper retorted. "Don't argue with me, Komuro. I've dealt with situations like this for years. I know how to survive shit like this."

The two teens glared at one another in a show of bravado. However, Saeko wasn't having any of it and lightly whacked both Takashi and Reaper on their heads with her bokken.

"Ow/Ite," The two boys groaned, holding their aching craniums.

"Enough. Spend less time arguing and more time running to safety!" The purple-haired swordswoman scolded the slacker and the clone. "If you start a fight, I'll bash your skulls in right here and now! Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am!" The two replied, equally terrified of the kendo club captain.

'She definitely reminds me of Lupo…' Reaper gulped.

Meanwhile…

In a secret underground bunker (A/N: Yes, I know. It's cliche but it works.), a shadowy figure clad in black strolled through a hallway lined with various large vats filled with different creatures each given a serial number and a classification. The figure passed one particular creature with the serial number: T-103.

A scientist dressed in an environmental suit approached the figure with a touchpad. "Sir, we've successfully completed the next batch of BOWs. They should be ready for the experiment in under twelve hours."

"And the new product? How close are we to perfecting it?" The figure inquired in a masculine tone of voice.

"The subject is proceeding as planned. It has already completed the other advanced combat tests in record time." The scientist replied.

The black-clad man hummed in thought, "I see. Subject R-01 will be our greatest achievement in building the New World Order." He glanced at the scientist with a smirk. "And what about the B.O.W's that Natasha managed to create?"

The scientist shuddered. "Well, sir, they are… complete. However, I'm strongly against putting them out in the upcoming field test. Those things… disturb me."

"Yes, they are quite repulsive. Regardless, a product requires a test and Tokonosu City is perfect for such a matter." The man stated. "What were they codenamed again?"

"Department decided to call the new B.O.W species, 'Breeders'," He replied.

"Breeders… fitting name. Send out the first batch with the rest of our B.O.W's. I want to see the results." The man stated before continuing on his path, revealing an emblem on the back of his trench coat… one detailed in red and white…

...like an open umbrella.

A/N: That's it for the chapter. Short though it may be, I think I managed to get this down pretty well.

If you're wondering what the new B.O.W "Breeders" are… trust me, they are called that for a reason. I mean, I did say there was gonna be some dark, twisted gore-y shit in this and you'll see why in later chapters. As for "Subject R-01"... that's a secret until later.

Oh, and before you say if I'm bashing Takashi? I totally am. I fucking hate him. I mean, he's done shit in the series that should've killed the group so many times because of his bull-headed actions. Resident Evil-wise, he'd be dead long before an event like this was over. Walking Dead-wise... might survive for like four, maybe five, episodes until he's either killed by a zombie or another survivor. So yeah, to hell with him. He ain't gonna die but he sure as hell ain't gonna be the leader of the group.

I'm sure you can already guess who the main antagonists are. If you haven't figured it out, you aren't a Resident Evil fan.

Speaking of which, I decided to follow someone's advice and have the zombies be tougher like in RE:2 Remake. That should explain why Reaper burned through almost all his ammo.

Review and comment. Love it, hate it, but just know that you've read it, fool!

Peace out, everyone!