Author's Note: Hiya! I'm sure you know by now that this story is not going to follow the plot exactly the way it is in the game. I'll try to keep as close as I can, though. Hopefully you've enjoyed the extra scenes. To make up for this chapter, I've added a little something to the end (Hopefully, I've portrayed his personality correctly...)

Blood.

I had been itching at the wound. A feeling of dread passed over me. The first stage was itching. My shoulder still itched too...

I tried to stay calm, but it was hard too. I couldn't keep the thought out of my mind. I might end up turning into a zombie, just like the ones I had fought off before. I pictured myself as a zombie, my skin rotting off-

'Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!' my mind screamed. Maybe it was a coincidence, so what if my shoulder itches a bit? It's no big deal.

The first stage is skin irritation...

So maybe there's an antidote around here. The notes mentioned an antidote in Antarctica, but maybe I'd be lucky enough to find some here. If it was here, it'd definitely be in the research lab.

I didn't really want to go there right away. I'd go to the airport before I went there. That placed terrified me. I remembered waking up, hearing screaming outside my cell. When I looked outside, I'd see a researcher there with a few men pulling some poor guy out of his cell. The prisoner would always be screaming and pleading for them not to take him, but they'd always drag him off to the lab anyway. I used to wonder if I was someday going to be dragged out of my cell and forced to suffer whatever hell they had in store for me...

I made my way outside. I heard the claws of those demon dogs that had bitten me. This time I was glad to see them.

"Come on out, doggies! I have a treat for you," I yelled. Almost instantly they appeared. Each dog was gruesome looking. They had chunks of flesh missing, revealing bone and sinew. They snarled at me, preparing to attack. I aimed the gold lugers at them.

"Try and bite me again, I dare you," I said, feeling arrogant. Two of them ran forward and leaped at me at the same time. I shot them both out of the air. The bullets ripped into their flesh and they both hit the ground with a satisfying yelp. I didn't wait for them to get back up, instead I walked up to them and fired repeatedly at them. They both yelped and struggled to get back up, but their efforts were in vain. They let out one last cry before collapsing in a pool of their own blood. The last one managed to knock me over. It snapped at me and I tried keeping it away from my neck. I lifted the gold luger with my free hand and raised it to the dog's head. I fired three bullets into its head and it collapse with one last yelp. I pushed the corpse off me and got to my feet, brushing myself off. Revenge was good.

I walked towards the airport, thankfully it was very close by. I turned the steering wheel and the submarine surfaced so I could climb aboard. The submarine was pretty easy to operate, and I was able to get to the airport. Finally!

I climbed out and ran towards the airport. As soon as I opened the door, three zombies clad in dark blue stumbled out to greet me. I opened fire on all three of them. They collapsed before they could touch me. I ran into the next room, where the airplane was. What I found was a disappointment.

"Three proofs..." I said to myself, "Three army proofs! How the heck I'm I supposed to find those?!" I stared at the lift. It wasn't going to move until I placed all three proofs. I had no idea where to start looking for them, maybe Claire had been lucky enough to see one...

'Maybe there's one at the research lab,' I thought with a grin. It was unlikely, but since I was going there anyway...

I walked all the way back to the prison, trying to remember my way to the guillotine room. So far, I had encounter a few amount of monsters and a lot of corpses. It seemed like someone had already been through here. I rubbed at my shoulder as I walked towards the guillotine room. It still itched like crazy. The faster I found the serum, the better.

The guillotine room was even worse when you stepped inside it. The smell of death smothered this place. It was just as bad as the prisoners had described. I walked up to the guillotine. I stared up at the blood-covered blade with disgust. When I moved away from it, I accidentally bumped into it. The blade instantly fell, barely missing my fingers. I swore loudly, feeling like I had just had a heart attack. I quickly made my way into the research lab before I found anymore surprises.

The research lab wasn't like I had expected it to be. I was expecting something from those sci-fi horror movies. There was a dead guy strapped down on the table though, it seemed that the researchers were in the middle of their work when the attack took place. There was a body bag on the table. I needed to find the antidote and get out of here, this place was giving me the creeps.

Did it just move?

I quickly started searching through the entire lab. I didn't really know what I was looking for. Maybe there was a big bottle marked "T-Virus Antidote" or something. I saw another door and decided to check it out. Maybe all the medical stuff was in there.

My mouth hung open at the sight of the room I had entered. It was a torture chamber. It seemed like it was straight out of a horror movie, but only this was worse. It was so disgusting, what was more disgusting was the mangled zombies that had noticed I was there.

One of them grabbed me, it was a mutilated zombie that was covered in flames. I instinctively tried to push it off, but I only ended up getting my hand burned. I cried out in pain and grabbed its jaw before it could bite me. I shot it in the head with the gold luger. I stared in shock as its head splattered everywhere, like I had just stuck a few sticks of dynamite into its head and lit the fuse. Blood, brain matter, and other stuff I didn't want to think about splattered onto my face. I quickly wiped my face off and scrambled out of the room. I didn't want to look for the antidote in there.

"Eww, gross! I can't believe I got it on me," I complained as I entered the lab. I'd continue my search here. If I didn't find the antidote, maybe I could find some notes that would be more helpful. I began rummaging through a stack of papers, I didn't even hear the footsteps behind me.

"Oh, I see that there are still some survivors left," a deep voice said. I dropped the papers and whirled around. There stood a tall man dressed in black. He had blond hair, and his eyes were covered by his sunglasses. I immediately didn't trust him.

"Who are you?" I demanded.

"My name is unimportant," he paused, "I'm looking for a certain girl. I believe her name was Claire Redfield," he said. I was surprised, what did a creepy guy like him want with Claire?

"Have you heard of her? I believe she was on this island," he said, smirking.

"What do you want with her?" I asked.

"Oh, I just wanted to meet her, that's all," he said with that same twisted smirk. Big liar, like I was going to tell him about Claire. He started to walk towards me.

"Tell me where she is," he said, the smirk faded.

"I don't know," I answered. I really didn't know either. He grabbed me by my shirt and lifted me off the ground. I let out a cry in surprise and struggled to break free.

"I'm in no mood for games. Tell me where she is or else," he said.

"I told you already! I don't know where she is!" I yelled. He slammed me into the wall really hard. I grunted in pain and tried prying his fingers off my shirt. His grip was way too strong.

"Well, since you're not being very helpful, I'll just-" he stopped, studying the wound on my shoulder, "you were bitten," he said suddenly.

'Wow, really, thanks for telling me,' I thought sarcastically. He smiled at me.

"Now I see why you came to the lab, but you won't find the antidote on this island," he said. My heart sunk. That means I had just wasted valuable time looking for antidote that wasn't here. The only way I'd find it now is if I went to Antarctica...

"I guess I won't have to waste my time with you. The virus will finish you off soon enough," he said, "but I think I'll have some fun first."

He threw me through the window. I felt the shards of glass slicing against my skin as I crashed through and landed roughly on the cold ground below. I tried getting back on my feet, and realized that this mysterious jerk was standing right in front of me. How was he so fast?!

In an attempt to fight back, I swung my fists at him. To my dismay, he caught both my arms and twisted them painfully behind my back.

"Do you know how easy it would be to break your arms right now? Maybe I'll show you..." he was interrupted by a growling noise. It wasn't like anything I had heard before. A yellowish monster walked out. A massive, hulking beast with only one arm was coming towards us.

"Hmpf, I guess I'll just let this monster take care of you. I have other matters to attend to. There's a lot of dangerous monster around here. I certainly hope your friend doesn't run into one..." the stupid jerk said. He quickly dashed off. I knew I had to find Claire before this mysterious guy in black and these new kinds of monsters did. She might be in real danger right now.

I quickly turned and ran towards the door. My T-Virus problem would have to wait until I found Claire again. A yellow arm shot past me and grabbed onto the door. This yellow arm was followed by a yellow body, and I soon found myself looking up at a one-armed monster. I scowled at it, nothing was going to keep me from finding Claire and getting off this island.

"You want to fight me? Just go ahead and try," I said as I grabbed my lugers and prepared for battle.