At a distance, someone was watching the hotel. He's had his eye on it for a while, with the intention of checking in one day. He'd wish he'd done it sooner, what with the entire city now gone to shit. The dead litter the roads and barely few are still alive have only a little fight in them or are in hiding. Not his concern, though, as he only intended on making sure these the HH crew were safe. He seldom assisted in their survival, providing them with weapons and equipment that's helped them get this far. And now, he wonders if it would be the best time to introduce himself, since he's helped as best as he could up to this point. When several armored vehicles arrived on the scene, his choice was made as he quickly rushed to the hotel...

"Understood, Steve." Enrico said through a radio. "Head back to the hotel as soon as possible. I'll inform Charlie that we need to work out a plan."

And just as he said that, the Princess of Hell came into view and the Former S.T.A.R.S Bravo Team Captain decided to update her right away.

"Steve and Arackniss managed to retrieve Prince Stolas and his daughter. But there was no sign of that book you were talking about."

"Hmm...that's strange. Prince Stolas would know better than to let it slip from his fingers." Charlie replied. "But if they don't have it, that could also be a good thing..."

"Since our enemies don't have it either." Enrico finished her sentence. "Gotcha...So, how are things with the refugees going?"

"It's fine. Some people are only here until this...nightmare is over. Others have actually considered signing up for a rehabilitation program! So maybe, when all this is over, my business will be sure to catch on!"

Enrico then said "That's good to hear. Me and the boys have been waiting to get out of this...hole for a while. But you truly believe we might have a chance to go to Heaven after all this? We are...considered damned after all."

"Whatever it takes to lower the population, and risk of a few hundred demons/sinners getting purged every year, I say." Charlie argued. "I'm not giving up, and I shouldn't care what others think of it."

"Well...we've only been down here for a couple of decades, but you should, Charlie. Some people truly are...beyond redemption."

That made Charlie for a moment before there was a banging going on in the barricaded entrance. Something or someone was attempting to bust in as Enrico pulled out his radio to alert everyone.

"All fighters to the main hall! Possible break in! Be armed and ready!"

"I was really hoping this wouldn't happen again!" Charlie whined as she pulled out her revolver.

It only took a short moment before the S.T.A.R.S Team, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Loona, Vortex and anyone else who could handle a gun came down and aimed their weapons at the barricade, which kept on banging harder and harder, looking ready to burst, when...nothing. The banging stopped, and the entrance was slightly cracked open. But perhaps, that was all that was needed, since something started to slip through.

"What do we have here? A feast fit for Royalty!" Said a playful, yet crazed female voice as seeping through the crack of the entrance...came a swarm of blowflies. All the refugees tried swatting at them with their hands, but that only made things worse as flies seemed to have gone under skin.

"Oh, this is eight kinds of fucked up!" Angel Dust complained as tried to pull the flies that were invading his chest fluff. The others were doing what they could get keep the flies away, either swatting with their hands, knives or guns, but it was in vane. Soon, another girlish voice could be heard.

"Don't fret, my tasty morsel." The voices were similar to each other, yet with obvious differences. "We're merely playing with our pray."

Vaggie was swatting with her spear as she yelled out "Why don't you come out this bug cloud and fight us, perra loca!" But then, she felt this a force push her down and soon, she got what she asked for as a part of the swarm took the form of a woman, cloaked in a black, hooded dress. Her hair was a platinum blonde while the rest of her body was a filth with with black spots and horribly done makeup splattered across her face along with a trail of what looks like blood seeping down her mouth.

"Mmm...I like this one." She said. "You might just be worthy. But first..."

Next thing Vaggie knew, screams of her friends filled the room as she looked to see the very swarm now physically attack her friends. Two more women appeared in the swarm and were slashing at their legs with sharp looking sickles, sweeping them off the floor as then suddenly, for what I think is the sixth time, the front entrance bursts open as the silhouette of four figures could be seen. The girl on top of Vaggie smiled and giggled sinister before she felt as if she was being shot at.

"That your filth fucking hands of my girlfriend, now!" Charlie roared as she shot at the girl. But then, the firing ceased when Charlie felt something cut at her neck and Vaggie only watched in horror as one of the girls, a red head, at her sickle deep in Charlie's throat.

"Ah, her majesty, Princess Charlotte. We've been looking for you."

"That's quite Daniela. We need her alive." A much more mature female voice spoke out as the four figures walked through the entrance and were now into the hotel, coming into view. The one that stood out the most was a rather tall woman, with the same mold-like skin as the three girls, glowing yellow eyes, and she wearing a big black hat and a white corsage dress that was made of mold scales, and trendels appeared from her back in the form of wings. The next was another women, who's body that was concealed in dark mourning dress was that of porcelain doll, since her joints were visible and her face was unveiled, also looking to be made of porcelain and she only had one eye since where her right eye should be lied a a mutated abscess, and in her hands was an actual porcelain doll of a bride with a creepy, disfigured face. The third, well...best way to describe him that he was a giant fish. His skin was pale and scaly and his back was in a hunch do to a giant fin on top, hands and feet are webbed much like a toad, with his teeth being pointed fangs, alongside gills on his neck, the cloak he wore did nothing to hide his deformities. Last but not least was a man, or perhaps more like a machine, since the majority of his body was covered in metal, giving him the look of a cyborg. He wore long tattered coat with boots and a fedora hat, old-fashion sunglasses and huge makeshift hammer made from different pieces of scrap.

As they all walked in, the downed refugees could only catch a glimpse at them before falling into unconsciousness, either by weakening...or by force.

"Well now..." The metal man said, in a mechanical voice, as drops his hammer onto Edward, practically crushing him. "Nice hotel, Princess."

Charlie whimpered as she still had the sickle in her neck "W-W-Who are you? What are you d-"

"We came for only you, Princess." the Tall Women said. "Unfortunate that you allowed your own subordinates to get in the way. Let's not waste any more time here. My daughter can have at your guest."

"Come along...quietly...Princess." The fish guy said as the Tall Woman extends her fingers into long claws and simply impales Charlie on them.

"CHARLIE!" Vaggie yelled out, seeing her girlfriend limp in her the Women's hand. And that set Vaggie off the edge, getting up off the ground and charges at the four...only to be impaled by the three other girls with their sickles, against the wall.

"Mmm...A shame. We were thinking of having you as our new sister, but I guess you'll just have to do as another tasty treat." said the one with black hair.

"Have away at her and anyone else in this building, daughters." The Tall Lady said before she turned to the Doll Woman and Fish Man. "You two, stay here make sure everyone is dead as soon as you get back. And Heisenberg-"

"Way heard of you." The Metal Man said, as he was on a phone, calling for pickup. "We have the target...Well...Dimitrescu was stupid enough to impale her on her nails, but it's like you said. She's alive and was able to handle it...No, we haven't killed everyone yet, but we're about to...you son of a bitch! You can't just expect all of us to stay here, and...Damn you, Wesker!" And with that, Heisenberg crushed the phone in his hand before throwing it away from himself. "That fake British, shade wearing asshole wants us to stay and wait while we clean up the mess here! This is a load of bullshit!"

"Oh hush, brother. Patience is a virtue, one that we can afford. We will free ourselves from Wesker's leash and have our revenge. For now...we can make the best of our time here."

"It does beat doing nothing." Little did the two know that Richard was still conscious and had assessed the situation fast enough to quickly. Reaching for his belt, he pulls the pin on a Flash Grenade and...

(BANG)

The man who has been watching over the Hotel finds at the destroy barrier over the entrance. It seems he was too late, as the Four Lords have already breached the main lobby. But, one flash of light seeping through the windows later, he sees that the place is empty and everyone who was recently here were most likely scattered throughout the building right now. Still, he couldn't get rid of the feeling that he was being watched as some growling directly. Just as he was turning around, a gunshot was heard, and a Lycan that was about to attack from behind fell to the ground with a crater in its head. And now, he was facing the infamous Radio Demon he so much about, and walking along side him was a punk looking girl with one eye, pink hair and red clothing, Cherri Bomb.

"Well, it seems our adversaries are expanding their resources, bringing feral beasts into the midst of vermin we have to deal with."

"Fuck me. This play already looks like its gone to shit." Said the cyclops, who then pointed her grenade launcher at the man in front of the entrance. "Did you have something to do with this? 'Cuz if you did...then hold still. It won't hurt much."

Taking a good look at the guy, they saw that he would a brown jacket over a black hoodie and a grey pair of slacks. He left arm with more grotesque than his right, being completely made out of what seems like a moldy substance and his hand being a three fingered claw. Heck, his entire body seemed to be made out of mold with some opening that exposed living tissue underneath, and his head had short white hair on top. His mouth was surrounded by a pair of fangs on opposite sides, his teeth were sharp and pointy, and his eyes were covered in the shadows of his hair, but the two sinners could make out the streams of bloody tears running down his face. He stood there like a statue, unreadable until he finally spoke.

"I came here to help." He said. "Your allies are in danger, I know who they're fighting."

"Really now?" Alastor asked. "And how do we know this isn't some kind of trick?"

The man replied "You don't have to believe me, but your friends will die without help. They don't know what they're up against."

"Well then...lead the way, good sir." And with that, the man headed inside with the other two following behind.

"You think we can trust this guy, Alastor?" Cherri Bomb asked, to which the Radio Demon replied "That's up for YOU to decide. I'm here to protect my investment on this place."

"Glad to know you care." She said in a sarcastic tone.

Back inside the hotel, Richard was dragging a hurt Edward who desperately fired his gun at the swarm of flies that was chasing them. Kenneth went back to the refugees and has had them barricaded in their rooms, but something was banging on their doors and it wouldn't be long for them to get in. Joseph and Forest were lost in their own nightmares due to the Doll Lady dispensing a mist that was making them relive the time of their demise. Brad and Kevin were dealing with a horde of what can be described as werewolves, and Enrico was dealing with the metal man, Heisenberg, and that was a losing battle for the Captain as he launched onto the ground by the Heisenberg's hammer.

"Aw, this that all?" The metal man taunted. "I was hoping for a little more fight in you guys."

As for some of the other residents of the Hotel, Angel has his hands full with two of the Tall Lady's daughters. Cassandra and Bela, to be exact, as they had all of his hands impaled on hooks and spread out.

"Mmm...I wonder what spider blood tastes like." Bela giggles as she and her sister hover the bound spider, who was sweating bullets and wincing in pain because of the hooks.

"Ugh! Heh heh...Y-Y-You know...I'm a little on the kinky side myself, but...I don't usually go for girls...unless they pay up front."

"Oh, I think the time we spent together will be payment enough, my dear arachnid." Cassandra said "Now try to relax, this won't hurt a bit."

The two of them were about to bite into Angel's flesh...when something came crashing through the wall. It was a Lycan, and it looked to have been burned alive as the smoke and tiny flames came out of it, slamming into the two witches, who for a second, turned into a swarm before reverting into their humanoid forms. They snarled at the sight of the man in the gaping hole in the wall, along with Cherri Bomb holding a smoking grenade launcher.

"Evening, ladies." The man said.

"WINTERS!" Bela yelled out as both sisters flew out of the room in pursuit of the man they have an axe to grind with. The man now known as Winters swiftly dodged incoming sickles coming at his head and made both 'girls' give chase to him as he ran down the hall. Meanwhile, Cherri Bomb entered the room to see her hooked up friend, looking glad to see her.

"Really? Even in an zombie invasion, you still have time for this shit?"

"Wasn't my idea, Cherri! Now get me the fuck out of this!" Angel yelled as Cherri pulled out a pistol and blasted the chains of the hooks off. Working through the pain, Angel got back on his feet, pulling the hooks out as he got ready for some more fun.

"Try to keep up." Cherri said as they got out of room and started firing at any hairy freak the saw. Meanwhile, the refugees armed themselves as best as they could when the barricades to their rooms were about to give in. And just were the beasts were about to break through, a giant moldy claw ripped through their heads before throwing them away. Peaking through the hole that was made was Winters.

"Everybody okay in here?" He asked, much to the confusion of the Hotel Guest.

"Umm...Who the hell are you?" the Incubus, Josh asked.

"Just a friend. Stay in your rooms. There's still trouble out here." And that was the last thing Winters said before running off, leaving the refugees confused...but not before they saw that he was pursued by two of the witches. Speaking of witches, the last of the sisters, Cassandra was trying to have her way with Vaggie, who she had pinned against a wall while the moth sinner struggled to release herself from her grip.

"Mmm...I love the temper. Mother was always looking for new daughters, but could never find perfect candidates. There's still a chance...join us and we'll give you pleasure and power you've never known before." Said Cassandra. Given what their Mother did to Charlie, Vaggie replied "¡Muérete, perra fría, lujuriosa y de ojos saltones! ¡De ninguna manera sería tu hermana! ¡Debería destrozarte, hacerte pagar por lo que le hiciste a mi novia! ¡Maldita mierda! ¡Limpiate el culo! ¡TE MATARÉ!"

"Mmm...No hay necesidad de preocuparse, querida. Te encantará ser familia." Said the witch, surprising Vaggie that she's fluent in spanish. "Besides, I can already hear my sister screaming in delight for their prey."

"WINTERS! YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO US!" Screamed Bela. She was half right. Her sisters were screaming in rage as they chased against Winters. The moment Cassandra heard that name, her head turned to where her sisters were screaming, looking just as peeved as they were.

"Winters is here?!" She asked in a fit of rage, slamming Vaggie against the wall. "Don't you go anywhere. I'll be back later, Querida."

Sliding onto the floor, Vaggie this as her chance to recover, grabbing her gun as decides to find where it is that the giant woman took Charlie. Meanwhile, Winters stopped at his tracks when he found himself in the lobby of the hotel. There, the sisters re-manifested themselves, appearing in front of the man and having him surrounded...just as he wanted, as he readies his grenade launcher...

"Ethan Winters..." Daniela started saying "You may have destroyed us back in the living world..."

"But here, you can't do anything to break us..." Bela continued

Cassandra finished what they were saying "Now, we will have our revenge, and feast on our blood!"

But then, Winters pulled out his GM 79 Grenade Launcher, and without a word...fired a Freeze Round at the three. The last thing they saw as the grenade impacted with Bela in the middle of the three was the round bursting open and their vision going white. Now that they were frozen statues, Winters loaded an explosive round into his Grenade Launcher and pointed it at the three as he said "Chew on this." And with that, the three ice sculptures burst into pieces. Husk peaked his head from under bar, seeing the deed done by their newest mystery man, who turns to see the cat-demon.

"You alright?" He asked, to which Husk gave a simple nod. Then Winters head back into the halls of the hotel, in search of any other 'old friends'. The Doll Lady was just finishing up breaking the minds for Joseph and Forest when, she felt the end of a gun pointed at her head...and heard a voice that sounded like it would come out of a radio.

"My dear, I would appreciate it if you removed your grip on these boys' minds. Otherwise, I can assure you that you will suffer the same experience."

Donna Beneviento had been here long enough to become acknowledged of some rising powers in Hell's democracy, such as Royals and Overlords. Knowing the Radio Demon was someone you would rather not even both to cross, she reluctantly freed the two S.T.A.R.S members.

"Much obliged." Alastor said. "Now, you and I are gonna have a little talk."

Meanwhile, Winters was continuing to make his way up the hotel, when he was stopped by a familiar barrier, a wall made of enzymes.

"You're not...going anywhere...Winters!" the fish guy came out of the shadows and walked over to Winters. "You're the reason...Mother Miranda couldn't...see me as a son! But when I find her...and deliver her your corpse...she'll cherish me a Mother should! I'll make sure of-" But he didn't finish what he was saying when a shotgun was pointed at his face. His eyes filled with horror as Winters looked at him, straight in the eye.

"Deliver this." He said and then blasted the fish man away from him.

Back to where Vaggie was, she was limping down a hallway, hand at her abdomen as she looked around in search of the Tall Lady who impaled her girlfriend on her nails. Instead, she met one of her downed allies, Enrico, who was in crater in the wall, dripping blood as every part of seemed to be smashed in.

"Enrico..." she said in worry. Fortunately, he was still alive and had enough energy to pull out his arm and point behind her. Turning around, she threw a knife at the man responsible for what happened, Heisenberg. And much to her shock, the knife she threw hovered in mid air as all the metal man did was bring up his finger.

"Not your best call." He said as the knife suddenly turned away and stabbed into Vaggie's shoulder, pushing her back and pinning her against the wall. Then, metal face came up to her and got in real close, disgusting her by the way he looked. "If you're looking for the princess, well...I'm sure she's in another castle right now."

Vaggie spat in his face in anger...not that he was affected.

"...I think you'll make a fine addition to the army I'm building up." He said before pulling morphing his left hand into a drill "But first..." And then, he slowly brought the drill over to Vaggie's good eye.

Before he could even out the other side of her face, a powerful shot knocked him off his feet and away from Vaggie, who turned to see the newcomer coming to her rescue, holding one of the most heavily modified handguns she's seen, laser sight under the barrel and elongated mussel breaking system. Not to mention the round it just fired, able to blast Heisenberg a few feet away from her and even released something upon impact. Something that took its effect on the metal guy, when Heisenberg looked like he was struggling to get back on his feet. But he didn't bat an eye upon seeing Winters.

"You! Winters! I wasn't expecting to see you here!"

"Me neither." replied Winters, still holding his gun at a steady aim. "But since I am here, I came all this way to kill you...again."

"You got off easy last time, Ethan." Heisenberg growled before using his powers to levitate any and all metal around the area. "But here, my powers are unstoppable." Ethan didn't say anything, but decided to prove him wrong, as he pulled the trigger on the his gun and fired more of those powerful rounds. Whatever those things were made of, they were intoxicating and preventing him from regenerating. Winters fired several more rounds before he could see Heisenberg falling to the ground, with his infected blood seeping out of his metal parts. Heisenberg groaned in pain as Winters walked up to him, but not before Vaggie pulled his gun on him.

"Put it away, I'm helping you."

"You'll forgive me if I'm not too trusting of men." Vaggie said, glaring at him. Winters didn't reply but only walked forward to where Heisenberg was laying.

"Uggh...You've upped your game, Winters. I'm impressed." the metal guy said. Vaggie then pointed his spear at his throat in a threatening manor.

"I managed to get three of you, Heisenberg." Winter said to him. "I'm missing one. Where's Dimitrescu?"

"And where's Charlie?!" Vaggie added. Heisenberg did nothing but laugh painfully.

"You're too late. The dragon's already taking the princess to its tower. Wesker's got big plans for her and the rest of this damn realm. Don't worry though, know you...you'll land yourselves some front row seats!" He then laughed maniacally as Vaggie jabbed her spear into his throat, making him choke painfully. "It'll be...a cold day in hell...before you win...Winters!"

"And that's why I'm here, Karl." Winters said before pointing his gun at Heisenberg's head, and the metal man's world suddenly turned black.

The Tall Woman, now known as Dimitrescu, was walking up onto the roof of the Hotel, dragging the unconscious, bloodied princess in her hand as she waited for a chopper to take her away.

"Damn that Wesker for leaving us here while he takes his time, coming here. If this Princess is so important, he would've come after her himself. That fool is no doubt safe and sound back at his base, staring at monitors. I swear that one of these days...I will-" But then, she didn't finish when she heard a helicopter coming, finally. It was marked with a familiar looking Red Umbrella symbol, indicating its alliance as it flew close enough for Dimitrescu to practically toss Charlie inside. Before she could do, however, an explosion suddenly happened as the chopper spun out of control before crashing.

"NO!" She turns to see Brad Vickers, holding his Anti-Tank Rocket Launcher over his shoulder. "DAMN YOU!"

Vaggie and Winters also came up and wasted no time, pointing their guns at the tall lady.

"Hey, seven-foot bitch! Let go of Charlie, or I'll cut you down to size!" Vaggie screamed. Dimitrescu wasn't the least bit affected by her threat, but then turned her attention to the other mold-man beside them.

"Well, well...Ethan Winters. No doubt in my mind that you've taken out the others, right?"

"And you're the last one, Alcina!" Winter replied, keeping his gun trained on her. "Give up now or we can make you surrender!"

But instead of surrendering, Dimitrescu did something unexpected. They thought they had her corned, but then, they see her sprouting wings from her back as she then...jumped off the roof. The others ran over towards the edge to see where she went, only to back up at the sight full of fangs and multiple mouths. Apparently, Dimitrescu transformed into her full-demon form, as she was now a dragon flying over the hotel.

"Oh, why did I forget she could do that?" Winters said to himself, feeling sheepish.

Seeing that Charlie was still in the claws of that she-beast, Vaggie fired at her, but unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Dimitrescu flew away with Charlie, and Vaggie threw a fit, screaming sadly and slamming her fist onto the roof of the hotel. Brad was about to go over to her in an attempt to comfort her, but Ethan stopped him and shook his head as they just watched her breaking apart...

Meanwhile, everyone was trying to recover from what just happened. The hotel was supposed to be a safe haven, but four freaks just managed to come in with an army of what looked like werewolves. They were fortunate enough that no one was killed, but they didn't survive without a few injuries. Kenneth was checking out Enrico, who had a dozen broken bones and his chest and face caved in.

"...He'll live." Said Sullivan. "His healing factor will take care of the minor injuries, but we'll have to find a doctor to deal with those bones.

"Good luck trying to a serious one around here." Mayberry said to him. "I've heard demons don't even need doctors. They just wait for their injuries to repair themselves."

Edward and Richard then came by and Sullivan asked him "How's the rest of our wounded?"

"They've mostly suffered from a variety of cuts and bites." Edward explained. "Other than that, we're golden. That Radio guy is holding one of those freaks down in the lobby."

"You think she'll say anything?"

"She better." Richard said, holding up his shotgun. And it was then that Brad, Vaggie and Winters came down from the roof. They were all silent, and Vaggie's eye was hidden under her hair's shadow. The others were looking at them with concern.

"What happened up there?" Edward asked, but not before Vaggie shoved him away before walking away.

Brad answered the question, saying "They took Charlie. One of them managed to get away...in the weirdest way possible."

"And uh...who's that guy?" Richard asked, pointing to Winters.

"I saw him dealing with some of those creatures." Sullivan said before turning to the guy. "Can we trust you?"

"Of course. I've helped you guys out before." Winters said. "Who do you think gave you that fancy toy when you had to fight the Tyrant?"

"That was you?!" Brad asked.

"Unfortunately, I can't stay long. I have to track down Dimitrescu and end her."

But before he could walk away, Edward spoke to him "Hey, if you're on our side, we should work together. The more hands we have, the better."

"...I'd rather not." Winter replied "People tend to die around me to much. But maybe I'll see you around."

And with that, Winters decided to take his leave of the place, making his way to the lobby, where he saw Angel Dust, Cherri Bomb and Alastor hovering over Donna Beneviento, who's was sitting still on a stool, with her only good eye filled with static.

"Isn't that this shit you pulled on me that one time?" Angel Dust asked Alastor, to which the radio demon replied "It's only to ensure that she doesn't pull a fast one, if given the chance. Once I've abstracted any knowledge from her, well...I'll leave that up to anybody's imagination."

Sensing that there was someone behind them, the three turned to see Winters staring at Beneviento, still entranced. And then turned to the other three.

"Whatever you do...go easy on her. She was...the nicest one."

"How do you know that?" Cherri Bomb asked.

"Because...I met her." And then Ethan turned to leave.