Claire shot past a group of zombies running at top speed as Leon followed in close pursuit. "How much longer do we have?" gasped Clare as she narrowly missed being grabbed by a large voluptuous woman in a blood splattered sundress. "Not much longer, it's just a block away." Said Leon.
As they hurried through the downpour of rain dodging zombies and zombie dogs, they were unaware of the large mansion that loomed in the far distance beyond the trees of the forest. Little did they know that there dwelled a most deadly evil...
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Wesker watched the commotion on the streets with amusement. Soon, they'd all flock to him like pigs to a slaughter. With a little guidance on his part, of course. Turning from his post by the window, he walked over to an elevator, got in, and headed down.
Once he reached the lower level he desired, he strode over to a large capsule filled with a transparent blue liquid...there, floating in the watery mass was the key to his plan...smiling to himself, he pressed a small remote and waited as the liquid in the tank drained slowly...
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Rebecca peeked around the corner. Seeing nothing, she motioned for Billy to follow and slowly made her way across the hall. So far they had managed to dodge a few zombies and take out two lickers without much trouble, but they weren't safe yet. They had entered the large broadcasting room of the building. One side of the walls was completely covered in TVs. Stepping carefully and cautiously, as if waiting for something to jump out of nowhere and attack, Billy looked out as Rebecca searched the room for possible helpful items. Suddenly it occurred to Billy that she knew quite a lot about this building. Furthermore, why was she even here in the first place? He knew she certainly wasn't here to play music, especially after listening to her piano playing skills. Looking over at her, he spoke: "How do you know your way around the building so well? And what are you doing here in the first place?" he said. "Billy...don't you know? I..." she never got to finish her sentence as all the TVs flipped on, cutting her off. Rebecca froze as she came face to face with none other than Lucifer himself in the form of Albert Wesker...
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Claire stepped over the shattered and broken glass of the gun shop as Leon stood guard in the entrance. Looking around, she spotted the gun rack on a nearby wall and ran over to it and quickly began grabbing all the guns she could get her hands on. She took two shotguns, two rifles, 2 Uzi's, and four handguns and tossed them in a pile on the floor. Heading over to the ammunition corner, she set down the small knapsack she had picked up from a nearby counter and filled it with plenty of ammunition. Picking the bag up, she slung it over her shoulders. Bending over and picking up the two Uzi's, she loaded them and returned to Leon's side, tossing him a magazine for his gun. Reloading the gun, Leon looked back at her pile of weapons. "How are we supposed to carry those things back to them...?" he said. "Simple," she replied. "We 'borrow' a car." She said with a sly smile. Before Leon could reply, the TV in the window of the adjacent store flipped on and a familiar pair of shaded eyes regarded them with a sneer...
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Jill, Chris, and Carlos stood watching the diner's small TV in a mixture of anger and shock. Wesker smiled evilly at them from behind a TV screen.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't my former STARS comrades. How have you all been doing? You must be dying to know what's going on," he said laughing at his own joke. But, I must say, this looks like it might actually be interesting to see how you get out of this one alive. Really, you can just get out of this city and escape at any time, but where's the fun in that? I'd just find you again and it'd be a vicious cycle, so let me propose a much more...enticing idea if you will. I'm here at the old Winston Manor, I've got some old acquaintances here eagerly awaiting your arrival, and I even have a few surprises in store for you." At those words, the sound of a female's laugh could be heard. Smirking, Wesker continued. "I trust you're all up for the challenge? I'll be here waiting...that is, if you survive this time..." the TVs cut off as Wesker's laugh mixed with the mysterious female's laughter filled the air...
"THAT BASTARD!" raged Jill. Chris too was barely able to contain his fury. Wesker had gone too far this time. He had to be stopped, and soon. Turning to look back into the stormy night, he hoped Claire would hurry. They had some unfinished business to take care of...
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Claire grunted angrily as she swerved to miss a throng of zombies feeding on a poor helpless dog. As she drove, swerving here and there to avoid hitting wrecked, totaled cars and groups of zombies, Leon held on for dear life. He recalled the transmission with Wesker. Just what the Hell was he up to? He couldn't believe someone could be that cruel and cold hearted...and who was that with him standing in the shadows in the far background? Puzzled, Leon mulled over these thoughts as they flew recklessly down the road...
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Rebecca could barely contain her anger as she violently slammed the drawer of the desk she had been searching for vital items shut. This time, Wesker had gone too far. He was going to pay for this if it was the last thing she did.
Billy watched as Rebecca slammed the same desk door shut for the third time the past five minutes. "Man, she is really angry." He thought as he watched her eyes narrow spitefully. "Ok, there's nothing here, let's go...we've only got a little ways left to go." Said Rebecca turning and heading for the door. Billy said nothing as he followed behind her, keeping his eyes out for any lurking terrors that may be close by.