Dr.William Birkin

David stopped at the elevator, pounding the keys, Alexandra looking at him with confusion in her eyes. "Why cant you just tell me what's going on? Everything for the past few hours is all..blurry...and..", David stopped her with a tired and impatient look. "Just stop it..trust me..it'll ALL come flooding back sooner or later..." he said, angrily pressing the button now. The doors began to open, but the sound was overshadowed by the large metallic crash behind him.

A large door was torn from its tracks and thrown into the opposite wall, the omega-456 as it was designated walked from the dark containment lab. Its large head turned, piercing white eyes falling onto David and Alexandra, raising its clawed fists it roared and wasted no time in its attack, ignoring Alex, it headed for the one target programmed specifically into its memory. The burst of gunfire from the Ingram did nothing, as the oversized entity caught David in a corner and began to slice away, darkness filled his vision as the cutting and hacking continued. The air was pierced again. But not by screams this time, but by the burst of two m16a2 rifles. Two soldiers jumped from the elevator car, blazing away at the tyrant, as it was sometimes known. "Shit! This was NOT in the briefing!!!!!" yelled one of them, reaching for a grenade as the bullets tore into the creatures flesh. 2 clips later, the monster roared and retreated, bleeding profusely, into the tunnels of the shelter.

"HQ..this is epsillon patrol...target #3 identified..he's in critical condition..requesting immediate evac..Also we seem to have found one of the other survivors" said the first soldier into his radio, looking down at David, who lay unconscious in a pool of his own blood. "Roger that epsillon, medivac reroute to city hall, eta is 3 to 7 minutes. Now get back here, the operation is starting to go to hell.." came the field commands reply, the line dying out to static, and the world going blacker than ever before for David...

Jill Valentine

The sun began to peek over the horizon; the gentle beams of sunlight spreading beautiful arrays of violet and pink through the early morning sky. A gentle rustle of the autumn leaves stilled the cold air, followed by the cheerful chirps of several birds. It seemed like a typical start of the day for the City of Gaines, but unfortunately, behind the town's peaceful beauty, stood an endless nightmare of zombies, tyrants, and other strange mutations...

If I hadn't of moved here in the first place, then maybe I wouldn't be stuck in the middle of all this....but wait...I'm being selfish...what about the others? I wouldn't want them to be like this while I am having fun in some other place....

A sigh heaved from Vanessa's exhausted frail body, as she stood by the window peering out in awe at the early morning hills that surrounded Gaines; thinking to herself why something like this was happening.

"Are you alright there?" Ryan asked, waving his hand over her undisturbed look out the window. "You look a bit dazed..."

Vanessa shook the thoughts from her head, turning to face Ryan to acknowledge his concern.

"Yeah I'm alright..just a bit tired, you know?"

Ryan smiled as he turned and headed back to John and Jarred, who sat on the floor trying to figure out how to work the digital camera.

"It goes like this man..."

"No man it's like this!"

Staring out at the town from the window, Vanessa recognized the emaciated figures staggering towards the building in a distance.

Oh shit just what we need...Why won't they just die already? Haha...stupid thought...

"Guys," Vanessa's shaken tone began. "We've got company...Bad company..."

Jarred's fearful expression bared the same look as Ryan and John, as he closely clutched his weapon by his thigh.

"You can't forget this, remember?"

Vanessa upholstered the backpack from her shoulders, emptying it on the floor to reveal a pile of weapons, ammunition, food, and first aid kits. "I got these from the police station....and almost got turned into a meat pop stickle for it. So take whatever you need, 'cause I didn't get it for nothing!"

A wide grin appeared on John's face as he stumbled down next to her, grabbing the ammunition and weapons he needed for his protection.

"Well, I'll go outside and keep these assholes out of here, and you guys try to figure out how to get this thing working, okay?" Jarred announced, as he grabbed a large pack of ammunition rounds for his riffle, and heavily slung it over his shoulder.

"Wait, I'll go with you..."Vanessa suddenly broke out, beginning to follow on after him.

"No, you can't you have to stay here, Ryan will go." John pleaded, pulling her back.

Vanessa raised an eyebrow, placing her hand to her hip, staring directly at both Ryan and John.

"Just 'cause I am a female? Com' on guys don't be sexist, I'm not as weak as you think. Don't worry we'll be back, not like I'm going to return with an arm missing, okay?"

"No, I don't like it..Jarred's still a bit weak you know."

"Hey look buddy, I can look after myself."

John hesitated for a moment, but Ryan looked as though he couldn't be bothered arguing with her suggestion.

"We'll be back later."

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10 minutes later

The sun was bright and shining now. The hungry eager moans from the lifeless cannibals grew closer and closer towards them. Jarred and Vanessa were prepared to take any chances they could to protect the others from harm's way, even if it mean them loosing their own lives for it...

"Are you scared?" Vanessa asked, a calm, easy look set upon her petite face.

"Not really, you?"

"Not at all."

Jarred smiled at her, as he reached over and grabbed her hand, clenching it tight as he drew further and further away from the door.

The heavy click of the riffle sounded the first shots that fired into the bloody corpses as they slowly approached them, followed by simultaneously sickening thuds and groans as the zombies went down; one by one.

Soon enough, the rounds of ammunitions had been emptied into the mutations, Jarred hesitating on whether or not to go back inside to the others. Noticing more of the corpses emerge from around the corner of the bitumen road, Jarred slammed open the door throwing himself and Vanessa inside, tightly barricading the door with a thick plank of wood.

"Shit, let's go, we have to warn the others, we have to get out of here!"

Vanessa nodded as she followed after Jarred.

He was scared. She was scared. They didn't know what they would do, and if they didn't think of something fast, then they were going to be meat pop stickles...

Claire Redfield

Winsor smiled. It was the only thing she could do. He was upset after reading the computer, but Winsor didn't dare read it. She didn't want to invade his privacy after all.

They slowly got up from the floor and walked toward the stairs. The lights flickered suddenly and dull thump came from the ceiling. As if something large was walking on the floor above them.

Like what though? An elephant? Jesus...

"Come on, the faster we get up the stairs, the faster we find the others," Nathan said, still smiling.

Winsor stopped smiling and shrugged. As much as she wanted to find the others, she also seemed not wanting to find them. She kept telling herself to become isolated again and cruel. Maybe if she was that again, they would leave her alone. She could leave the group and venture out of the city on her own. She could climb over the barricades and leave the city behind her.

Like my past? She already felt like her past was behind her since Nathan saved her life at the park. Nathan. She was going to hurt him emotionally by doing it.

They were almost by the stairs when they heard the moans echoing-

-and a body falling down the stairs. Its body laid twisted and some of the limbs seemed broken, but it somehow rose to its feet, staggering towards them. Another zombie, one that was fresh and hungry-

-and there were more moans and two more bodies fell down the stairs. Winsor seen four more at a landing slowly walking forward, except for one that dragged itself on the ground.

"Shit! They broke in," Nathan muttered and stepped back, his eyes glanced behind them. He grabbed Winsor by the arm. "Elevator. Now."

Winsor could only nod. Their only stairway was crawling with zombies. If they shot at the zombies and if one was "faking its death" just as they would climb the stairs...

Don't think about becoming one of them! Go!

They jogged down the hall, both turning their head back at the slowly growing group. Five zombies were now on the floor slowly advancing. Nathan slammed his hand on the call button for the elevator.

"Will it work?" Winsor asked. She continued to watch the zombies advance at the other and of the hall.

"I-Maybe, it should still work. We restored some power to the building," he said nervously. It was obvious that he didn't want to stutter, not that it would make her feel scared or anything.

The doors opened and both of them went inside. The moans sounding closer than before. Nathan pressed the first floor button and the doors closed. Both sighed as the elevator rose to its floor.

I'll have to hurt him when I leave, but he's stronger than he knows he is. He shouldn't even be hanging around me...

The doors opened after ringing a familiar chime and they stepped out of the elevator.

"Whoa," the said at the same time. The first floor that they had ran through just a few minutes earlier laid in ruin. The receptionist desk destroyed, the walls and floor cracked, but most of all a large ass hole that was once the front doorway of the building was there. Parts of broken glass, wood, and stone of some kind was on the floor in chunks.

Christ, what happened? The Nemesis couldn't have done this, could it?

Nathan was staring at something on the wall. It appeared to be claw marks. Really large and long claw marks.

"Sam, stay inside the elevator," Nathan said. "If you hear anything, go up to a higher floor."

"What are you going to do?" she asked. She already knew the answer though.

"I'm just going to check it out. Don't worry, I'll be back."

"I'll wait for you."

Nathan smiled and slowly walked away, raising his rifle. He rounded the corner of the room and disappeared out of site.

Winsor bit her lip. Something was wrong. Nemesis didn't have claws so what is the new creature? The ravens and those creature in the power room were new. The black creatures with the hook-shaped claw...It needed a name.

Chimera....It looked like a cross between a human, an insect, and metal parts. Like the Greek monster that was part goat, lion, and snake. Things that shouldn't be put together-

A burst of gunshots interrupted her thoughts and running footsteps. Nathan rounded the corner, running at her with a pale face.

"GO!" he shouted the second he ran into the elevator and started to press one of the buttons rapidly.

"What? What is it?" she asked in alarm. She moved her head to see what it was as the doors started to close-

-and seen it. It was huge. Standing on two hind legs, at first she thought it was a dinosaur. It looked reptilian. It was running at them, its legs pumping, giving it amazing speed.

The door closed and started to rise-

-and there was shaking. The elevator being shook by the creature and almost being brought back down. A roar echoed throughout the tunnel making Winsor cover her ears.

Nathan touched her shoulder and pointed up. There was an open shaft above the elevator that he had opened or that opened up while the elevator was being shook. Winsor quickly climbed up and within second both found themselves on top of the elevator. The black shaft echoed as metal and the cable were being stretched.

A ladder. There was an emergency ladder on one wall. Nathan ran toward it and started to climb with Winsor following. Their hearts were raising as they started to climb higher.

Jesus fucking Christ! A dinosaur? A lizard? What the hell created that?! Blaire?!

There came a sudden snap sound coming from above them. Nathan shouted something, but Winsor couldn't hear it, too busy watching the elevator already falling to the basement floor. The lizard thing had brought it down, leaving a gaping hole in the wall that the elevator was once stopped at. She couldn't see the creature-

-and searing pain whipped at her left shoulder making her cry out in pain and drop her gun. Blood gushed from the opened wound as a metal rope slid by, falling down the shaft.

...hit...by cable...blood. Nath...an....

She felt dizzy and seen dark spots appear in her vision. Everything started to blur. There was pain all around her. Her shoulder throbbed as warm, blood gushed down her back-

-and she let go of the ladder, slowly falling back when something grabbed her. Nathan's worried face staring down at her, his mouth moving but she couldn't hear anything.

She closed her eyes and went unconscious. Unconscious on a ladder, being held by Nathan in an elevator shaft.