Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or any of the characters. This first part is only kind of in the eyes of a zombie. I tried my best to make it different.

Author's Note: Well this is Ch.3 and I hope you enjoy. So please R & R!

Chapter Three:

Unexpected Surprise

The zombie walked the streets near the office building with other zombies, hungry, always hungry. The zombie glanced at the big bulding. Food was in that building, food he could not get too.

He heard a sound, sound....food. The zombie thought hungrily/ He changed directions and went the other way. The other zombies went towards the sound too, driven by hunger.

They walked into the store, Martin's Grocery Store, and heard sounds to the back which the undead followed.

The zombie moaned loudly apon seeing the food. One of them shrieked in terror and another raised a gun and fired. Zombies fell but the rest kept coming, the hunger drove them still. The zombie reached his food and he sunk his teeth into the food hungrily. He was pushed off and the food stuffed some things in bags and ran out back screaming.

They followed the food. The food ran down the sreet and to the big building. The food started to climb a ladder and they went into a window with their bags.

The zombie grabbed one of the food, the last one and pulled her down from the ladder and bit into her.

Other zombies joined into the eating and eventually her screams stopped.

The zombie got up and continued walking the streets near the big building. He wanted to get it. He was hungry. Always.

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When Jill Valentine and Chris Redfield got to their helipad, their team was already there all suited up.

Jill and Chris went to the weapon's rack and suited up.

Jill took her two pistols and a lot of extra magazines. Chris took an M16 and a pistol with extra ammmunition.

Jill looked at her squad. They were three plus her. Brian Farsoar, a veteran S.T.A.R.S. officer, he was recon, he would call the evac when the civilians were secure. Li Marleau, he was a rookie, he was their heavy support with an MG92 heavy machine gun, a big ass gun. Finnaly, John Henderson, demolitions expert in case things got really dirty and they got overrun.

"Ok S.T.A.R.S., all onboard the chopper now!" Jill yelled at her three men. They ran into the chopper and she say Chris and his squad get into the other helicopter.

Their chopper lifted off and she looked at her men who were armed to the teeth.

"You've all been briefed, let's get in that bulding at bring those people home!" Jill said and her squad nodded.

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It took awhile for them to reach the outskirts of Spartan City and John was asleep. "ETA, 5 minutes." The pilot said.

Jill nodded and shoved John to wake him up. Jill looked outside, it was really foggy, she could hardly see anything.

All of the sudden a huge building loomed up in front of them.

"Holy shit!" the pilot screamed.

He turned and his tail slammed into the other chopper. Their back rudder was screwed and the rudder that had smashed into the other chopper had killed their pilots.

"Everyone! Hang on to something!" Jill yelled.

The pilots were doing everything to steady the chopper but to no avail.

Jill couldn't see the other chopper and she saw the ground coming up to meet them.

She grabbed on to something, and held her breath.

A/N: Well that's it for Chapter Three so hope you liked it.