Prologue:
It had been Becca's and me goal to be the youngest members of the Police
Department's elite group of S.T.A.R.S. Raccoon City's finest. Due to me being 13
they let me join S.T.A.R.S. but I'd help file Mr. Weskers paper work and run the
base radio for S.T.A.R.S, seeing as how " Because of you being so young it would
be ethically wrong for me to put you in a dangerous situation. Plus, I like you a lot
kid and I'd hate to see anything happen to you, Kid." Mr. Wesker had said before
he left. All was going fine till our first major crisis happened on that fated day of
July in '98.
During Bravo team's first major mission there helicopter went down in the
arklayne mountains by the old Spencer mansion, a strange place it was, and we lost
all contact 12 hours later. That was when Captain Wesker and the rest of Alpha team
was sent in I so wanted to go, but Captain Wesker said " Like I said before, Kid.
You can't go there are dangerous creatures up in those mountains that would have a
field day feasting on you corpse. Plus, I can't risk losing you yet. I have a greater
purpose for you." As he and the rest of the team left. I was alone in the S.T.A.R.S.
office, no more then an hour. When Becca call me from her walkie, " I need a
lift DJ could you send a chopper up to preachers perch I seem to not be able to get
down on the side I need to be." As her voice crackled from static. " Yeah, sure. Brad
can get you he's real close to you location." I responded. I called Brad to let him know
of Becca's location; he responded and left Alpha team for a short time to pick her up.
When he radioed me back he said he couldn't see them any more and he'd circle
around till they contacted him. Well little did that Wesker was really working for Umbrella
while working for another Mystery group called the H.F.C. and had setup S.T.A.R.S. to be
his test subjects against his horde of undead monsters. Well after that ordeal only Jill, Chris,
Barry, Becca, Brad, and my self remained of our S.T.A.R.S. Division. The next few weeks
were trouble Chris disappeared to Europe, Barry left with his family to Canada, Becca decided
to leave and take a much needed vacation somewhere tropical, and only me, Jill, and Brad
remained. S.T.A.R.S. was shut down and was under investigation. Jill started to worry about
my safety as the murders were getting closer and closer to town.
So she sent me away to train my skills at the S.T.A.R.S. main headquarters, she said
she'd join me after she got a few things took care of. But three days after I left Raccoon City
was quarantined for a deadly virus and was going to be eradicated in 24 hours. All I could do
was worry about Jill she was the only one who took care of me after Wesker was killed and she
was the only one who stuck around to make sure I was ok. 3 hours after Raccoon City was
destroyed I received an E-mail from Jill saying she was ok and was going to find Chris and that
they would be back to get me after they were together. Weeks turned to months and months
turned to years.
I'm 19 now and 6 years had passed with no word from anyone. It had seemed as if
they disappeared with out a trace until two weeks ago. While I was doing a routen security
scan of all umbrellas security cameras I discovered a horrible sight. Wesker was still alive
and with super human abilities to boot. I knew then that I could trace him, which I did to
an Island off the coast of the Africa.
In his reports it had said that he had a girl in his hands named one Ms. Sherry
Birkin who escaped Raccoon City with an R.P.D officer Leon S. Kennedy and with Chris's
sister Claire Redfield. She I'm sure would have know his whereabouts. It stated the girl
was alive and had been infected with a G-virus embryo but had lived and was immune to all
the viruses. They had stated that they had to keep her alive to culture a vaccine from her
blood. So here I am on my way to this Island which doesn't exist to find a girl who will
hopefully know the whereabouts of my comrades. I know I'm grasping at straws and that what
I'm doing is crazy but it's the only lead I've had in Six years. I mean it's like Wesker said I
have a greater purpose and I hope this is it.
It had been Becca's and me goal to be the youngest members of the Police
Department's elite group of S.T.A.R.S. Raccoon City's finest. Due to me being 13
they let me join S.T.A.R.S. but I'd help file Mr. Weskers paper work and run the
base radio for S.T.A.R.S, seeing as how " Because of you being so young it would
be ethically wrong for me to put you in a dangerous situation. Plus, I like you a lot
kid and I'd hate to see anything happen to you, Kid." Mr. Wesker had said before
he left. All was going fine till our first major crisis happened on that fated day of
July in '98.
During Bravo team's first major mission there helicopter went down in the
arklayne mountains by the old Spencer mansion, a strange place it was, and we lost
all contact 12 hours later. That was when Captain Wesker and the rest of Alpha team
was sent in I so wanted to go, but Captain Wesker said " Like I said before, Kid.
You can't go there are dangerous creatures up in those mountains that would have a
field day feasting on you corpse. Plus, I can't risk losing you yet. I have a greater
purpose for you." As he and the rest of the team left. I was alone in the S.T.A.R.S.
office, no more then an hour. When Becca call me from her walkie, " I need a
lift DJ could you send a chopper up to preachers perch I seem to not be able to get
down on the side I need to be." As her voice crackled from static. " Yeah, sure. Brad
can get you he's real close to you location." I responded. I called Brad to let him know
of Becca's location; he responded and left Alpha team for a short time to pick her up.
When he radioed me back he said he couldn't see them any more and he'd circle
around till they contacted him. Well little did that Wesker was really working for Umbrella
while working for another Mystery group called the H.F.C. and had setup S.T.A.R.S. to be
his test subjects against his horde of undead monsters. Well after that ordeal only Jill, Chris,
Barry, Becca, Brad, and my self remained of our S.T.A.R.S. Division. The next few weeks
were trouble Chris disappeared to Europe, Barry left with his family to Canada, Becca decided
to leave and take a much needed vacation somewhere tropical, and only me, Jill, and Brad
remained. S.T.A.R.S. was shut down and was under investigation. Jill started to worry about
my safety as the murders were getting closer and closer to town.
So she sent me away to train my skills at the S.T.A.R.S. main headquarters, she said
she'd join me after she got a few things took care of. But three days after I left Raccoon City
was quarantined for a deadly virus and was going to be eradicated in 24 hours. All I could do
was worry about Jill she was the only one who took care of me after Wesker was killed and she
was the only one who stuck around to make sure I was ok. 3 hours after Raccoon City was
destroyed I received an E-mail from Jill saying she was ok and was going to find Chris and that
they would be back to get me after they were together. Weeks turned to months and months
turned to years.
I'm 19 now and 6 years had passed with no word from anyone. It had seemed as if
they disappeared with out a trace until two weeks ago. While I was doing a routen security
scan of all umbrellas security cameras I discovered a horrible sight. Wesker was still alive
and with super human abilities to boot. I knew then that I could trace him, which I did to
an Island off the coast of the Africa.
In his reports it had said that he had a girl in his hands named one Ms. Sherry
Birkin who escaped Raccoon City with an R.P.D officer Leon S. Kennedy and with Chris's
sister Claire Redfield. She I'm sure would have know his whereabouts. It stated the girl
was alive and had been infected with a G-virus embryo but had lived and was immune to all
the viruses. They had stated that they had to keep her alive to culture a vaccine from her
blood. So here I am on my way to this Island which doesn't exist to find a girl who will
hopefully know the whereabouts of my comrades. I know I'm grasping at straws and that what
I'm doing is crazy but it's the only lead I've had in Six years. I mean it's like Wesker said I
have a greater purpose and I hope this is it.