Claire

"If you're nervous about your friend going with Tobias, don't be. She's in good hands," Jack assured as they made their way up the street. She was grateful they were in a police car and not on food as they made their way past the zombies. "Moira can hold her own," She assured the two. "I can't believe it," Stated Martin. "One minute this is a friendly enough small town, the next it's Lazarus's Grave,"

"Yeah but this time there's nothing religious about it. Strictly scientific. A twisted kind of science."

"I don't understand why Umbrella or anyone else would want to create this fucking monstrosity!" Replied Jack. "This s a war zone! My hometown is being destroyed by these things!" Claire told him, "I know. We have to beat the ticking clock to get ahead of this. As bad as this is, it'll be worse if the government decides to send a missile to destroy the city."

"Destroy it? But there's not even 10,000 people here! Even from a containment standpoint that's not would cause damage beyond the blast radius," Martin protested. "That is, if the government isn't behind this themselves."

"Not this again, "Jack stated. "Look, we heard the dispatch before the radios went out. Adam said that they were Anubis members. They robbed a bank and let off soe kind of poisonous smoke that turns you into these things."

"It's the C virus," Claire told them. "I work with Terra save. We encounter this kind of thing all the time. It was in Tall Oaks and Lanshiang."

"That big international crisis all the way over there? How did it get here?" Jack replied, "It was Anubis. I'm telling you. Those fuckers are crazy!"

They got out of the car and they saw a blonde haired brown eyed Caucasian woman shooting at three zombies as she went and two police officers who were visibly bleeding were holding off what looked like at least a dozen carriers. They fell over as one of them discharged a shotgun a zombie biting the officer in the back of the shoulders. Jack cried out, "Shit! They got Andy! And Jeremy!" They ran forward and Claire fired her Handgun into the foreheads of two of the zombies. Martin and Jack fired dropping five carriers between them.

They emptied their magazines and reloaded. The blonde woman had an M3 shotgun. "Whitney, over here!" Cried Martin. She fired dropping three of the zombies with the shotgun killing two and wounding one. Claire ran up bringing her foot down on the skull of an eldery Caucasian female in a purple pant suit and pearl necklace and white pants. They finished the rest of them off. "Where is everybody?! We're getting devoured over here!" Cried Bridget. "We're doing the best we can. We just want to get you to safety. We've taken shelter in the supermarket."

"That place is a dead zone! We can't go there. There's too many of them here! It's a shorter distance to the church."

"Are there any more survivors inside?" Asked Martin. "Sheila and Leah are inside. They came looking for you," Martin's eyes widened. "Are they hurt?" She shook her head. " Sheila's scared to death," She looked at Jack and said, "Nina's at the church. She was here a couple of hours ago but she heard Sam was holed up with a few of the congregation."

"Why would she go there? There's undead all over that place too! That church could be overrun it's not that far from where the outbreak started! We have to go inside. There's more guns here than anywhere else I can think of."

Martin went inside his Handgun blazing. "Marty, wait!" Called Jack. Whitney went inside as did Claire and Jack. "Where are they?!" He demanded. "They're safe. Holed up in the break room. I barricaded it while we went outside. We tried to radio for help but...nothing...cell phones aren't working either."

"That's not good," Claire stated. "Do you think the cell tower is down?" Martin made his way down the hall where they saw five more zombies outside. Martin aimed firing two rounds in the back of the head of a large Caucasian male with reddish gray hair and a beard and chalky white skin standing at six two wearing a red flannel jacket and blue jeans. The man went down right away and the group turned towards them. Claire fired two shots into the side of a Caucasian female' neck, a woman in her mid forties with blonde hair and wrinkled skin from smoking. She dropped her with the second round as it went through her spinal cord.

Jack discharged the shotgun blowing the other remaining zombies away with head shots decorating the barricades with blood and brain matter. "Leah! Sheila! Hang on, I'm coming!" Called Martin. They moved the barricades out of the way. Claire and Jack covered the door while Martin went inside and hugged his wife and daughter. Leah was a tall woman, actually taller than Martin and like him, Native American. She was lighter skinned than her with her skin a ight brown her hair an almond color and her eyes light brown. She was half Indigenous and half white. She had very long legs. She wore a dark red blouse and white jeans, her hair tyed back in aponytail.

Their daughter was closer to Martin's shade but had more of Leah's looks to her and she wore a pink Dora the explorer t shirt and blue jeans and she had a Finding Nemo backpack. She was six years old. "Daddy, I'm scared!" She whimpered her dark eyes filled with terror. "I know, buttercup but we're going to get you out of this. I promise."

She was crying. He looked at her and said, "Hey...do you believe me?" She nodded with a sniff. He handed her two ear plugs. "Put these in...okay? And whatever happens just keep your eyes on me or mom at all times," He intended to make sure the gunshots did not hurt her ears. "Now...Bridget...did you guys get any of the guns out of the storage room?"

She said, "We got what was around but we haven't been in there. There's too many of them there."

"I'll take care of it," Claire said. "How are we on vehicles?"

"I have a minivan...I can take six people..." Claire tried to think. "Okay...Martin, I know this is your job but I think you should go with them. We'll ride together but me and Jack will take the car."

"I can handle myself," Stated Leah revealing she had a Glock 17. Indeed, she did look like a very fierce woman but she said, "If it was just me I had to worry about it wouldn't be a problem but I have to take care of Sheila. That's why we haven't made a break for the church."

"I understand," Claire started to say. "You got kids?" Asked Leah. "I..." The woman said, "Then you don't understand," Martin scolded, "Leah, she's just trying to help. I am here now. I'm sorry I wasn't here before but I am now. This whole thing is getting out of hand."

"I know...look, I'm sorry...what's your name?" Asked Leah. "I'm Claire Redfield. I came into town with my friend Moira we were just passing through when everything started falling apart."

"I swear to God, it's normally a nice town. It was a peaceful quiet place before all of this."

"I can believe it. I've seen this happen to other towns that were nice before."

"Wait, you actually know what's going on?" Claire said, "We'll talk about that later. Right now, just sit tight here. I'm going to go get into that room."

Jack told her, "I have to come with you. Martin, stay here. Claire, I think our secretery Lucy had the key last we saw her. I don't know why."

They went forward down the hall. The Cottage Grove police had been so kind as to supply Claire with shotgun shells but they only had seven to spare. She wasn't going to complain. Jack asked her, "Where did you get that shotgun? Curious," He asked. "I know the Beretta is yours and the shotgun is police issue. I'm not mad I just want to know because whoever you did take it from has to be dead..."

"It was...Paul something..."

"Paul Faytinga?" She nodded. "That's him," Jack cursed. "Shit. I always liked that guy. He was new but he was a fast learner...I guess not fast enough...but what kind of training could prepare you for this?"

Claire saw six zombies. She dispatched the first three with head shots but one grabbed her and tried to bite her neck, a Caucasian male of about five nine with dark curly brown hair in a buzz cut, blue eyes and a nose piercing. He wore a black Metallica t shirt black jeans, a chain hung from his wallet and he had spikes on the sides of his pants. She let him have three gut shots before he fell away and she put the barrel to his chin firing and the round exited the top of his head.

She fired two at a quickly advancing female, a Caucasian lady who was somewhat overweight wearing a black vest over a white shirt and black pants with short red curly hair. Claire put one in her chest and one in her cerebellum. Another female zombie came at her, this one a pretty girl with black hair and blue eyes, or at least she had once been pretty. She had a name tag on turned around and wore a rose colored sweater and white pants.

She swung her keyboard at Claire smacking her in the side of the face with it. Jack aimed at the lady firing the rest of his magazine into her but she kept coming. He reloaded backing up. "The head! They go down faster!" Claire got up taking aim and the girl snarled grabbing Claire with surprising speed and strength and flung her into a desk. Claire saw her coming in for the kill and Jack dropped a few bullets from his magazine as he was trying to reload. "Shit!"

Claire fired from her downed position firing off the entire magazine into the undead woman. A few rounds hit her chest, her stomach and her neck. She went down and did not get up. Claire reloaded.

"Which one of these is Lucy?" Asked Claire. Jack sighed looking down at the woman Claire shot. "Thats her...goddamn it, Luce. You had the key to get guns why didn't you get one for yourself?"

They found some bags to go and load the guns up in as Claire took the key and unlocked the door and they started loading up what was left all though what was left was not that much. It was mostly Handguns and a few shotguns here and there. Still, the more the survivors had guns the better.

They went back to where Martin and Bridget and Leah and Sheila were. "All right. Let's go."

Martin, Leah, Sheila and Bridget got into Leah's van. "We'll meet you at the church," Martin promised. Claire took more shells for the shotgun. Martin rode ahead of them. They rode after him.

Moira

She came across the street from the motel and they were soon at the church. "This is a nightmare," Tobias said. "This must be what Portland PD goes through on a daily basis. Except without the flesh eating demons. Still...I haven't seen so many people die at once before in my life..."

"I wish I could say the same, Sherrif. I really do," Moira admitted. "Our job at Terra Save is to help people that have been through things like today but sometimes nobody's left. Or only a fraction of them will be. We try and do whatever we can to make it all better but it's...sometimes even in the cases where we can save somebody it's heartbreaking."

They spotted a little girl in a white dress with brown pigtails walking up. She had blood caked around her mouth and her eyes were milky white. The Sheriff aimed at her and he stopped. "I cant...she's so young..." Moira aimed at her. "We have no choice..." As she looked at her she felt nauseous as she thought the girl looked like Natalia for a second. She looked eigtht or nine at most. Moira's hands shook. Get a grip...you have to do this. She thought. Tobias backed away. She closed her eyes as the girl let out a moan sounding more like a growl. It reminded her of those stories of little kids who were feral. She fired and heard the girl's body drop. A tear rolled down Moira's cheek as she looked down at her corpse. Now she really resembled her step sister. "Where were her parents...?" Asked Tobias in horror. "They probably had the same thing happen," She turned around and smacked him. "What the hell?!"

"Don't make me fucking do that again! You're the Sheriff of the county it's your job! Jesus Christ!" He stared at her surprised at how hard she hit. "If there wasn't so much going on I would place you under arrest," She ignored him. They approached the church. Jack knocked. "Sam! Open up! It's Jack!" A Caucasian male opened the door a man with dark brown hair slicked back and blue eyes. He wore a black denim jacket over a muscular frame. "Who's this?"

She told him, "I'm Moira Burton. Can you just let us in?"

"Look, I got Jack and Martin on the way back with another survivor. She's with Terra Save."

"I need to go out there," He opened the door and let them in. There were at least ten zombies on their way. He shut the door and locked the door. Luckily the doors were pretty sturdy. They didn;t as of yet need any barricade but the way things were going they would probably need it.

"Whitney's gone. So you can go in here but in a few minutes I'm going after her. When I talked to her last she was on her way to the station. I haven't seen her since this all started."

"It's not safe to go out there by yourself," Sam looked at him and said, "I'm not by myself," Stated Sam revealing he had a, M93R plus a Remington 870. "I'm not going to leave her out there by herself."

"Relax, cowboy," Stated Tobias. "You showed her how to shoot I'm sure she can hold her own."

"I've taken her to the range a few times but I'm not taking a chance with her."

"How are you going to get out of here? There are zombies at the doors."

They went further into the church and looked to see that all though there had been no need for door barricades, several pews in the church had been moved in place of the windows so that none of the zombies outside pounding at the windows on either side of the church would be able to break through. To Moira's right, the windows were overlooking a grassy lawn as well as a building interconnected. She peered out for only a moment. A zombie mindlessly staggered past and her heart skpped a beat but it did not see her.

She looked and saw that it overlooked the parking lot which was past the grassy lawn of the church. The connected rooms were actually study rooms usually intended for children's study classes. The parking lot was made of gravel and was across the street from the motel where they had stayed. On the other side of the street was the main street which if one faced forward facing Moira's right looking out at the grass and the parking lot they would see that a right at the intersection would take you back to the supermarket while a left would take you to the direction where Claire had gone with the two police officers.

Sam told her, "That door over there. There's more than a few ways to exit this church. There's even a back way through one of the extra study rooms there," Sam said.

Inside, there were several survivors all of whom look terrified. Sam introduced them. "You all know the Sheriff of Lane County. This is Moira Burton. That's Reverand James Robertson," James was a heavy set Caucasian man in his sixties with a shaved head and wire-rimmed glasses. He wore a gray suit and grayish white slacks. "Pleasure to meet you, young lady. The lord's house is always welcome to survivors. At least as many as we can hold," She couldn't tell where from but he had a southern accent.

"That's my wife, Jane," Jane was a heavier set Caucasian woman around the same age as James. She had an earm missing and short reddish blonde hair and glasses and a very friendly face. There was a warmth to both of them. "Nice to meee you young lady," Moira shook her hand but she was looking to see the lady had only one arm. Her left. Her right was missing and there was a stump where it had been. "I'm..sorry..." Moira said when she realized she had stared. "It's all right," She said. "You won't be the first and you probably won't be the last."

"It's just...you didn't...it wasn't cause of those things out there was it? I've seen this kind of thing before and it never occured to me you could..I'm sorry I'll shut up now," James chuckled and Jane said, "It wasn't from one of those demons, no. It was an automobile accident in 91' it was a pretty bad one but I can honestly say I'd rather have lost it the way I did than to one of those things out there," She then joked, "But I do get a phantom itch sometimes."

The reverand introduced other members of his conegrgation. He introduced a thimn Caucasian male with shaggy brown hair and brown eyes in his mid forties standing at five foot eleven plus his wife. "This is Roy and Joyce Blackwater and their daughters, Tiffany and Amber," Joyce was a pretty Caucasian with brown hair and blue eyes standing at five six. She wore a black church dress. Amber, the older of the two, had her father's ey color but her moms features otherwise and brown hair. She wore a dark blue long skirt and blue heels with leggings covering the rest of her legs. She looked to be in her late twenties or possibly early thirties. Her younger sister, Tiffany was blonde with her fathers eyes despite both parents being dark haired. She looked to be maybe in her mid twenties.

There was also a Caucasian old man of about eighty or so wearing a church suit all black standing at five foot four. He needed a walker to get around. There was an older Caucasian lady of about seventhy standing at five foot three wearing a summer dress with blue eyes that made her seem younger than she was. "That's Alan Brown and Ellen Kaiser," Moira couldn't figure out just how any senior citizens survived so far but she realized it had to be the younger generation.

"Are any of you hurt?" Sam sighed. He beckoned to a blonde haired woman with bangs wearing a white blouse and blue jeans. She looked to be in her early to mid thirties. She had her arm bandanaged. Sam asked Moira, "Can I talk to you?" Claire said, "Sure," They walked by where the men and women's bathroom was in the hallway not far from the exit. "That's Carrie...she's the wife of one of the police officers. I've..I've seen what happens here with these bites. When people get bitten, they get a fever and then they die and come back. I...I know she's a danger to have here. But I don't want to shoot her without her husbnd getting closure."

Moira sighed. "Shit..." She then apologized, "Sorry..." Remembering she was in a church. "It's okay. I'm not religious. But my wife is...I'm worried about her..and Carrie's husband. They could both be hurt."

He turned to Tobias. "I need to keep an eye out for my wife. I may have to go out and find her if she's not back in a half hour. I know the station isn't that far.

"How did they get out of your sight?" Asked Moira. "When I was in the bathroom," He said sheepishly. "She must have snuck out when I was in there."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Leon

Their guide was panicked. "If Anubis has him, they'll kill it's the infected, same thing. Or even worse. I need to go find him," Leon told him, "That's not a good idea. There's Jinn everywhere. It's dangerous enough with just three of us."

"I've faced worse odds than this. I understand you two are good people and I understand not all Americans are bad. Obviously, I wouldn't work for them. But...there are some things I must do on my own. I don't intend to be one of those people who flees from Iraq to move to America or Britain. No matter how bad this country gets, I would rather die here than see extremists run this country a single day longer or to have me run to the first world while the people here die."

"I get it, ijjaj but you can't go charging in Kamikaze style. This isn't like the US or Europe where help wil be here. It's an unstable region like Edonia which makes chaos easier to break out here and harder to control the virus with only a weak government in power. Containment is out of the question. We may have to evacuate you, anyway."

Sherry nodded. "You work with the Agency. In a way, you're already one of us. You could easily come to the states."

"What you need to understand is this country was not always this way. There were days when it had great power and wealth. The Sumerians, NMesopotamians, Babylonians. This country is said to be the cradle of civilization. I'm not saying men like me and Jamal are the ones who will save it but we're some of the few that don't like the road this country is going down and are willing to lay our lives down to stop it from falling. I have to go find him. He's my brother in arms. You must find Abu Al Maseeh."

"I reallu don't think we should split up. We're better off sticking together," Stated Sherry. "No, I',m afraid with you two, I'll only draw more attention to myself. My job is to get him out of harm's way. I don't think Mahseeh has him but the men who took him might have him on his way to him to be executed. Look...if you really want to help me, go that way..." He pointed to the east.

"What's that way?" Asked Leon. "There's some infected, without a doubt but there's also some dead Anubis members who contain valuable intel on them, I didn't have time to get any of it."

"Why not?" Asked Leon. Al Hijjaj replied, "I was infiltrating some of these men not too long ago. We weren't looking for bioweapons at the time. We just wanted to stop them for regular terrorism. Then the Combined Joint Task Force attacked an Anubis camp. The one I infgiltrated. Four high ranking men who I know had important papers on them were shot in the gunfight. I maintained my cover but got clear of the firefight. But the outbreak started not lonf after and the task force did not have time to recover any enemy intelligence before the dead started walking."

Sherry asked the Arab man, "How many of them were there? This Task Force?"

"In this particular instance there was a twenty man team. Most of the Anubis campers were killed but I would say at least half a dozen escaped. This team was under scrutiny for a shooting at an anti western protest here in the city three months ago. There was even some Blackwater mercenaries there."

"What happened?" Asked Leon. "The protest started off peaceful. Well at least, peaceful for this country. There was nobody attacked right away. Sure, there was your usual death to America rhetoric, sure but it was more on the basis of wanting soldiers out of this country rather than a call to wage jihad in the west. There were women and children in the crowd too. Even some smaller religious groups such as Yezidis who were just as tired of the US bombing Iraq as they were for being persecuted by their own countrymen for their polytheist beliefs."

The guid then stated, "Not long after that, the security and police forces were sent in to disperse the crowd. There was rumors of some Anubis militants in the crowd so they were sent to investigate. The police started beating civilians and even some of the protestors who were not violent at first started to be. They fought back with bricks and bottles. The task force arrived too. It got more carried away as arrests were made and soon, the shooting started when an Isreali soldier fired on a man. A few Molotovs were thrown at the security team and this only led to more innocents among the protestors being shot. People started retreating but the task force, whether Iraqi, American, British, Australian or Isreali, kept firing. Some of the militants were behind some of the protestors that were hit and it is possible that they were trying to just get the militants and shot the protestors on accident..."

"But...?" Asked Sherry. The Iraqi hesitated a moment and then said, "Everything that could potentially go wrong in a protest, did. The ones who were peaceful started fighting back to protect their women and their sons and their daughters. I don't think any of the Anubis men were using things such as bottles and bricks. Or at least not as striking weapons,. Anubis had petrol bombs. The protestors that did fight back wounded some of the security team but the only casualties on the coalition side were from Anubis attacks and not the protestors. That was the Kamar Wadi Massacre. Forty one civilians were shot. Twenty five were killed, and nine more were arrested. On the Western side, six men were killed by the Molotovs and four more were injured. In addition to seven more police and security forces who were wounded by protestors. There was also said to be a few terrorists who had guns. None of the survivors saw them with it but after the protest, there a shooting in Faisal Plaza between the police of Kamar Wadi and four Anubis instagators. Two officers were wounded and all four insurgents were killed. The police and the Americans used thisto justify the bloodshed at the massacre."

He sighed. "This turned people whooriginally were against Anubis to be sympathetic to them. This is the problem we have now."

"If they're that intelligent, you need tolet us come with you," Leon stated. "I can't risk it. I know you two mean well but your presense would only blow mycover. As of now, it hasn';t been blown. They still believe I am a faithful brother and a believer in the cause. This will make it easier for me to find Jamal and get him out of there than it would if the three of us go in there guns blazing."

"But if things go south, you'd be by yourself," Leon stated. "We're here to help you and this city. Let us do our job!"

"Your job is to find Mahseeh. Stick to your mission. Besides, this is harfdlky the first operation where I've been by myself against greater odds. I can get close to him. I promise to find you two again. I do not mean to bail on my dury but Jamal is of great importance to stabalizing this region."

He left and Leon sighed. "Great, there goes our guide."

"I know but we've been in other countries before. I think we'll be okay."

Just then, Leon got a call from Hunnigan. "Leon, what's the status?"

"Al Hijjaj had to go after another guy named Jamal. Is he one of ours? I don't understand why there's two of them but this other guy was captured."

"Leon, I'm afraid I have bad news. Your old partner, Agent Harper was dispatched about a week ago. We had another agent that was here to investigate the terrorist activity in the country and he went missing. It's her new partner. She was on leave when he was sent in but he's done a lot of solo missions too."

"Who are we talking about, Hunnigan?" Asked Kennedy. "Your old friend, Ark Thompson. He was sent to try and find Mahseeh but we haven't heard from him yet. Helena has been sent after him to find him but it's been a few hours since our last communication."

"We'll keep an eye out for her, too," Sherry stated. "On the way to finding the black market dealer."

They made their way east through the ctity which looked largely abandoned in some parts but they could hear people in other parts of it. "Didn't they get evacuated by UN forces? Why are there still civilians out here? They're at risk from the BO.W's..."

"I'm guessing the UN forces are either busy with insurgents or they were wiped out by the C virus. There's not a lot we can do. We're just two people."

"We can;'t just leave them here, Leon. We have to help them. We're trying to stop innocents from being attacked."

"We have to let the do their job so we can do ours," He said.

Claire

They spotted the church, pulling up and getting out. They knocked on the door and Jack and Martin said, "Sam, it's Marty and Jack! Let us in, man! We got kids with us!" Claire noticed about twenty zombies coming towards them. "We better deal with them first. We don't want a few of them getting through."

A man exited the front door firinghis pistol striking a zombie in the forehead. He hugged the blonde woman saying, "Thank god! What were you thinking going out here by yourself?!"

"I wasn't by myself! I just had a feeling Leah and the otheers might have been at the station and needed my help. Plus we needed more guns, remember? We can talk about this later."

He sighed with stress and he walked up to Jack. "I have bad news...your wife...she was bitten. We need to..."

"No...I need to see her," The police officer said. Sam stated, "She's going to turn. I'm sorry, Jack...we need to deal with this."

"You're not hurting her,"Stated Jack with his hand on his service pistol. "Do you hear me?" Sam told him, "Fine, I won't but you need to do something..."

Jack approached his wife. "Thank god you're all right! I could see the crowd near the store from all the way over here!" She stated. "Are you okay, honey? You weren't supposed to go outside!"She replied, "I know, I'm sorry...a few of those things almost got in...Alan and Ellen were outside. I had to get them out of there."

Claire could see grief in his eyes and while she did like that she had tried to protect the elderly but at the same time she wondered if it was a waste of time to save somebody that old in an outbreak. Especially since she had her whole life ahead of her. It wasn't good for the elderly to die either but in a situation like this, they were already on their way out anyway. Claire as a nineteen year old in Raccoon City would have never thought this way but now she was thirty four and had worked with Terra Save for years and as sad as it was, she had seen a lot of old people die in these outbreaks, places where they would go and clean up what was left. It didn't matter where it was. The elderly often didn't stand a chance.

There had bee some survivors in Kijuju after Chris's mission there that were hiding but every single elder, as rare as it was to even make it to old age given the average African lifespan, had been killed. Cut to pieces brutally by the infected majini. The zombies were slow but so were people that needed a cain or a walker. She felt horrible for thinjinf this as a humanitarian bbut as a survivor, it was what she knew was true.

The fact that people in Kijuju had survived to old age in a dystopian society was considered remarkable and somewhat reminiscent of humanity's archaic pre historic past as hunter gatherers. If one survived the wild, and enemy tribes and grew to old age, their wisdom was valuable. More so it would have been had any elders survived Kijuju but the sad reality was, they had not. In America, an old man or woman was not an unusual sight. Even the weakest of human beings could be kept alive with modern medicine. But here, in Cottage Grove, the societal institution was crumbling all around them.

"Why baby..why?" Even though she'd already told him, it didn't seem to register. He couldn't accept it. "I'm sorry, Jack. I didn't plan to get bitten..maybe...maybe it's not a sure thing...maybe some of us are immune to it?"

He looked up with hope at Claire and at Moira. "You've dealt with this kind of thing before...is there a cure? There's gotta be!"

"There is and normally our company would have them but we were on vacation. bWbe didn't pack any of the C virus antidote...we didn't think we'd need it."

"You didn't think you'd need it?!" He stood up enraged. "No, you didn't think, period! Two goddamn airheads! That'swhat the both of you are! If this has happened anywhere else in the world then you should never leave home without it!"

"I'm sorry, Jack...it was..what I had to do. I couldn't let people who can't help themselves get devoured by those things. It's not what any God fearing woman would do."

Jack looked at her with desperation and then at the others and said, "Isn't there something else we can do? Aren't some people immune to the virus?" Moira looked at Claire who looked back at her puzzled and Moira asked, "Why would you think that?" Jack was grasping at straws. "Hell, I don't know! Isn't that the way it is with any virus?! There's always gonna be someone immune I mean you had to have created that vaccine somehow from a person immune to it, right?"

Claire wondered how he knew this much about it. At first she wondered if maybe she needed to consider that perhaps he had been behind it if he knew this much about it but then he also seemed otherwise ignorant because a lot of what he knew about the virus, she had told him on the car ride to and from the station. "There's been a few instances of people getting bitten but the likelihood of somebody having the antibodies to resist the irus is very low. Even if you were to inject it directly instead of being bitten," Claire explained.

"Yeah and we've seen what happens when you inject yourself too. You might have more control over your body but you'd have to be crazy to want to take that risk."

"Why don't we just cut her arm off?! I mean it's dangerous but you're not killing her!"

Sam stated, "Zombies dont have control over their bodies. It's in your bloodstream, Jack. Cutting her arm off won't stop anything. It'll just cause her more unnessecary pain."

"How do you know?" Asked Moira. "When have you ever encountered these things?"

"It's just common sense. I've watched enough movies. And that's another thing. Some people are immune but not many are."

"This isn't the movies," Claire warned him. "And what wold you know about this virus?" Sam told her, "It's common sense. Just like influenza. Not everyone died from that either. Some people are bbound to be immune. My guess is anyone with O Negative Rh blood would be but it's not like you're going to stand around and let a zombie take a chunk out of you just to see now is it?"

Claire said nothing but then Sam looked at her with emphasis. "Has anybody ever survived it before?" Claire sighed. "A few people have. Most don't. I..." All eyes were on her and she and Moira were at an advantage as far as knowledge while the rest were in the dark all though it seemed Sam knew more about bit than the average citizen of Cottage Grove he still knew less than her. Either that or he was feigning ignorance. It was true that Claire did have O blood type and she wondered if he knew that about her specifically or it was just a general thing bubt she didn't trust him.

"Yeah...I have before..." She'd been bitten before. She hadn't died.

"Well...what if we injected her with it? Maybe she wouldn't become one of those things.." Claire knew then he couldn't have had any knowledge of this virus aside from what she had already told him. He was ignorant and his emotions were clouding his judgement. Claire asked, "Do you mind if I take hertemperature?" Jack looked at her saying, "What the hell for?"

James told him, "Son, I'll ask you not to curse in a house of God,"

Moira was annoyed by this. "Are you serious? I think God has more to worry about than what words we use."

Carrie took Jack's hand. "I dont want to end up one of those things. Promise you wont let me become one..."

The officer's eyes were filled with tears. "I..."

"Promise me..."

"I promise...but I don't want to..."

"I know...I'm sorry I let you down, Jackie. I didn't mean too...I was just trying to do what you do. Help people who can't help themselves..."

Sam said softly, "If you want, I can take care of it if it comes down to it..." Jack snapped, "You're not going near her! Some people have been bitten before and lived! Claire just said that!"

Claire told him, "We can keep a close watch on her but if she turns we have to deal with it and fast or it puts the rest of us at risk."

"You're not touching her!" Warned the cop. "Then you'd better if the time comes," Claire said. When...when the time comes. She thought.

Barry

He felt some serious guilt over the death of Maria and Samantha. It was on him. Even if he didn't cause it, they were his responsibility and for them to get killed on his watch was the worst part of leading. He remembered a few weeks before the mission when they were at a BSAA safe house.

Two Weeks Earlier

He was loading up his gear observing his team mates. Kiya, Samantha and Maria were talking to each other. "When do you think our next op is gonna be?" Asked Samantha. "I have no idea but wherever it is, it's going to be hell on earth. Edonia, Kijuju, Lanshiang, they were all fucked up in their own ways. Ada Wong was behind it all."

"I don't know if she was in Africa but she was in the other two places, "Reyes corrected her. Samantha shrugged. "Maybe or maybe not. I wouldn't be surprised if she had been. Kennedy Report said that she was in Spain back in '04 so I wouldn't rule it out. Just like Wesker, she seems to be everywhere."

"There's another psychopath. I'm glad he's dead," Kiya stated. "After what he did in Kiuju using poor people as guinea pigs? And then to top it off he was doing it since Raccoon City. Agent Redfield isn't just the man who saved the world. He and Agent Alomar may be the two most important human beings to have walked this earth."

"You seem like you admire them," Said Reyes. "I do. They're the reason I joined. To make a difference. Sheva inspired me as far as watching ot for the world and also the homeland and keeping it safe from terrorists. She kept both and she came from theb same kind of country as I did. And Chris...he stayed true to the hend even though he lost his partner he didn't let that slow him down." Stated the East African agent. "If the history books don't recognize them both as exactly that I'll write my own damn history book giving them their dues."

"She wasn't just his partner. She was his loooover..." Samantha said with a smile. "They may not admit it but I've followed their story and how often they watched over each other."

"That doesn't mean anything," Said Maria. "That's what partners are supposed to do. Besides I've seen him and Sheva give each other a look or two..."

"If Chris aint interested in either one, I wouldn't mind being his next partner," Stated Kiya. "He can rescue me anytime," Maria chuckled. "I thought you thought Agent Stone was fine."

"He IS. But I can appreciate both. Two big hulks of masculinity...ooooh..." They laughed and Samantha said, "But speaking of Ada Wong though I think she might be the new Wesker."

"Yeah you might be right about that," Kiya said. She noticed Barry and said, "Captain, you were team mates with Chris and Wesker for years. What was thaht like?"

"We were in the air fotce together," Agent Burton said. "Same with Jill. I encouraged Chris to join the S.T.A.R.S. team. Wesker was the Captain. I'm sure you all know this story.'

"Yeah but I mean...is there any details?"

"Yeah...you know all about the Spencer Mansion. Well...I was supposed to lead Jill and Chris there. That's not exactly apart of my past I'm proud of. But I'm glad I didn't stay by Wesker's side...you gotta understand he threatened my wife and daughter. My hands were tied."

"I don't blame you," Stated Samantha. "You had to look out for your family. Anyone would do that."

"It doesn't matter what you did back then either," Maria assured him. "Just what you do now. And the fact that you helped Jill escape Raccoon City, that's more than making up for it."

"Yeah I mean...lately people have judged Chris for what happened in Edonia. Everyone likes to point out when you do wrong and they mostly ignore when you do right. You, Chris, Jill, youve saved the world more than just once. Not just from Africa or Asia either. Any number of the outbreaks you've seen could have spread beyond any boundaries and gotten worse. You guys are heroes," Kiya said. "I appreciate you saying that," Barry said with a grin.

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He also noticed Kateri and Dayva talking to each other. He noticed Native Americans were often as silent a people as East Asians sometimes were so it was no surprise to him that when they weren't talking to their own they fond some common ground with each other in ways that wasn't as easy as the more visible groups in America. The red and the yellow had in their history in America been swept under the rug by ivory and ebony. He tried not to listen in but it was interesting. "So...are you from North or South?"

"South of course," Stated Dayva. "Well, I didn't know I mean i'm sure some from north maybe could escape."

"It's not easy. Almost impossible. My father is from Seoul and he was arrested when preaching in the North. Up there the only religion that is permitted is state religion. They charged my father with trying to undermine the government. He asked how he was doing that. They said by preaching. They used to interrogate him for hours and then they'd make him stand still in a room. If he moved they yelled at him and told him stop moving."

"You don't see the western influence as just as corupt?" Asked Elias. Dayva told him, "It's not the same as with what happened to you in America. Communism hasn't done any good. A lot of westerners that are tired ofcapitalism romanticize it but anyone who's lived under a Stalinist regime wouldn't say it was good. You never hear former Soviet citizens or Cuban refugees saying how great communism is. It's always some American college student who read one Marxist book."

"I just mean in regards to the Korean and Vietnam war. I know South Korea is supported by the US. I mean when you look at Vietnam that was once one country. People demonized the north. I'm not saying communism is great but the Vietnam war was just a continuation of the French Indochina war. Ho Chi Minh was resisting the French and in the 50's it was a united country but the west propped up the south against the north. Just like the south in Korea, the south in Vietnam had more Christians than the north while the north had more Buddhists. The French missionaries and their American supporters supported the south. They divided a country that was initially united against colonization the same way they were before against Japan."

"What you say is partially true," Said the East Asian BSAA agent. "But in North Korea there is less freedom that Vietnam today. Even Buddhists are there. Plus if you are arguing that the north Vietnamese were the true nationalists while South were collaborators and that the end of the war uniting te country again was back to what it started as, just remember that in Korea's early history North Korea was always very small in population. Usually it was only a place for farm workers from the south to go work even though they lived in the south. It's similiar in some ways but it's not the same dynamic. Maybe Americans have done it wrong. I'm new to the country but we know how bad North Korea is. I want a united country too but under our system not theirs."

Barry noticed which members of the team seamed to gebt along and which didn't. Kiya got along with Samantha, Maria, Couglin, and Montoyo but disliked Elias and Jackson. She was neuteral to the rest. Elias got along with Dayva and Kateri but disliked Maxwell Coughlin and Kiya. He was neutral to the others. Kateri got along with Elias and Dayva and Montoyo she was neutral to the rest. Montoyo got along with Kiya, Samantha, Kateri, and Wilson. He disliked Thurston, Jackson and Coughlin but Barry didn't know why. The rest he would have to figure out more.

Present Day

"Captain, we gotta find a way out of this airport," Stated Kiya. "Chris and his team need us there."

"I know," He stated. "And we will but right now we might be needed here. We need to sweep this airport. There are a bunch of entrances and exits. There could still be survivors here."

Just then he noticed a light near his leg. "What the hell..." He turned to the others asking, "Check your legs. Anyone else got a bracelet?" The rest of the team slowly but surely confirmed. "What is it, Barry?" Asked Kateri. "It's.." He hesitated then said, "It's what my daughter was wearing on her wrist when she was kidnapped. It's the T Phobos virus..."

Chris

They backed up and Reiner opened fire with his automatic as the creature came snarling towards him. It slashed his left arm and chest and he staggered back bleeding. He'd hit it with twenty two rounds and it bled but kept coming. "The fuck is that thing?!" Cried Reiner. Rebecca cried out, "We need to flank it!"

The BSAA agent reloaded his Rifle and it flew at him.

It drove its talons into his throat. Rebecca opened fire as did Chris and hit it in its back and wings letting off multiple rounds. It started for them next as Reiner choked on his own blood. "Chris!" Cried Rebecca as it came at them. He yelled, "Shoot and scoot!"

They took of running past several infected and they opened fire as they did and it came flying towards them. It lunged at Chris knocking him babck and it came at her next snatching her up. It tried to take off with her its talons cutting into her side but she slashed into it with her combat knife into it and she was dropped hitting the ground hard with a thud. Chris reloaded and ran to her side and it was coming at them too fast. Just then, several shots rang out from a higher floor and the thing was riddled with several rounds. It flew up but whoever it was kept shooting. One was a woman with a Rifle another was a man with a shotgun. There was a third shooter Chris could not see that was firing two Glock 17's. The man pressed the shotgun up to the skull pulling the trigger. Its face was obliterated in a blast

The three survivors approached. "So.. if you're the cavalry and we just saved your asses, that doesn't spell out well for either of us," Stated the male.

Moira

Carrie had taken a turn for the worse. She had passed out and her temperature had been 105 but now she was dead. Jack was in tears. He had tried CPR not long after but the others made her stop. They'd tied her up for their own safety. Just then, she sat up and started groaning. Jack sobbed unable to shoot her even as he stared at her in her undead form. "Carrie..."

"You have to put her down!" Claire cried. "I can't..." Moira readied her flashlight to use on her. "Goddamn it, dude you promised her!"

Jack yelled, "Stay back!" He aimed it at her. The reverand said, "Son, she's just trying to help!"

"I'm not your son!" He yelled aiming at the pastor. Sam came up behind him and cold cocked him. He fell over. He turned to Claire and Moira. "Kill her! Now!" Jack cried out, "No please!" He tried to get his gun but Sam stepped on his hand and took it. "You're not getting this back unless you do. If you try and point it at us, I'll kill you and her."

"Sam!" His wife cried. "I'm sorry but there's more of us than just those two!"

Jack stood up sayingt, "i'll do it. Give me the gun..." He slowly handed it to him. Tobias and Martin stood on either side of Sam. "You're not going to kill him," Tobias warned him. "Yeah. He's one of us and he's not infected."

Jack's tears still rolled and he looked at his wife who unlike a lot of zombies was not rotten. She still looked human aside from her eyes. He closed his eyes. "I'm sorry..." He pulled the trigger and sobbed, "I love you..." As she hit the ground. He fell to his knees sobbing. Claire hugged him.

Moira felt a lump in her throat and noticed Sam had a scar on his right hand that somewhat looked like it had been a bite mark. It was not fresh in fact it was old. But still, he seemed to know about a small amount of those who had survived due to being immune. Was he one of them? Or was he something worse? A bioterrorist? Moira went to Jack to comfort him as well but she vowed to keep an eye on Sam. There was something about him that she couldn't put a finger on. He didn't seem the type to be Anubis even if Anubis recruited Americans now too but he seemed like he might be something else. It was one thing to be a Gulf War veteran but what if he was Neo Umbrella?

Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down this road before
So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me
As soon as I go home and close the door
Kinda feels like déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and I won't
Say I try, but I know that's a lie
Cause I don't, and why I just don't know

That's it for this chapter guys I wanted it to be longer but 9000 words is not bad and I want to try and get this updated sooner. As far as that church goes I pretty much described it as I remember the layout. But if you want to see what it looks like look up Cottage Grove Church Of Christ on Pennoyer Avenue.

The reverand is actually based on the actual pastor so is is his wife. So that's the end of Thomas Reiner. But on the bright side, Chris found survivors. As for Barry, it's not good for him that he and his team are attached with the T Phobos.

As for Ark Thompson he's a character im Resident Evil Survivor and was said to be Leon;s friend. I paired him with Helena cause Leon is already paired with Sherry. Next chapter i'll show whats up with Jill and Sheva plus Carlos's team and Ada.