Disclaimer: Something new for the readers, I still don't own Resident evil, the game or movie. However, there is a new character in the Scott's story now, and she's here to stay until the end, Angela is the creation of Trinity, and I'm only borrowing her, I hope I can do her justice. Scott still belongs to me, however.

Chapter: 5

I stood up, and took one last piece of satisfaction from my revenge by kicking the body of the 'Licker' hard against the wall. Its limp, muscular body hit the wall with a bang and fell to the floor in a heap. For a moment I just stood there, staring at it, I had so easily killed that thing.

I looked at my bloody hands. I clenched my fists. This was meant to be, all this incredible power with the price of my appearance. I could take down beasts even as dangerous as a 'Licker' with my bare hands, with ease. I was so powerful, I was so invincible, I was so untouchable!

I stopped.

I couldn't forget that despite my many advantages, I was still a young man whose life had been taken away. No matter how much I enjoyed it, would this thought always remind me that I was nothing more than the tragic hero?

I let my hands return to dangling at my side, and turned to the girl, Angela, and her guard dog. It was ready to protect her. The hairs on its back were erect and its lip was curled. Suddenly, however, it returned to itself and licked Angela's face. She had fainted again when the Licker pounced at her. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

"Whoa!" She said. She leapt to her feet and rushed in front of me. "You totally kicked that Licker's ass!"

Out of habit, one I still hadn't rid myself of, I scratched the back of my head. "Uh, thank you?"

She laughed and gave the carcass a quick kick. "How don't those things scare the crap out of you?"

"How don't I scare the crap out of you?" I asked.

"Well, I told you, I've seen worse, like those zombies, that licker, you seem to be one of those few that keep their mind sane," she answered. I nodded. "You just gotta look at the inside to find the scary things."

"I see," that made me feel better about myself. But I soon had to ask the question. "How did the Umbrella Corporation get a hold of that thing?"

"What kinda question is that? The take them out of the dining hall, where the—" She stopped suddenly, looking fearful. She began shaking as though the fear was turning her cold. "RED!!!!!"

The voice came back. "Yes Angie?" I looked around for a moment, then back to Angela, to see her suddenly pale.

"It's been too lo-"She said as though out of breath. She collapsed to the floor and began shivering.

The girl on the speakers spoke, sounding equally afraid. "Pick her up! There's no time, I'll give you directions!" I did as I was told. I left the room with her in my arms, she was deathly chill. The dog, Baohuren was at my heels as well.

"Run down the hall to your left!" The girl yelled. I sprinted. I hoped to God that she was leading me to a medical lab. The girls skin was as white as paper. "Turn right, now!" I turned.

After a few more seconds, I heard a squeak, and then another. I looked down, the color was even gone from her lips. Her veins were turning blackish blue, and her lungs didn't appear to be working right. What was wrong with her.

"Enter the door at the end of the hall." I saw a glass door open in front of me, noticing the biohazard symbol and P-666 on the window as it slid into the wall.

There were several men I hadn't met before waiting to receive Angela as I stepped in. One, I noticed, had a nametag with 'Keller' on it. He grabbed Angela from me. "Quick! Get the chamber ready, hold on sweetie," he said. He bit the cover off a needle and injected her with some chemical. They placed a black mask over her mouth and nose. They pulled off her shirt and I quickly turned around.

They must have set her on the table in the middle of the room, I heard some kind of machinery moving, yet still kept my back turned, out of respect. Then I heard the rush of water, or something like it.

The man named Keller spoke up. "Thank you, you can turn around now."

I turned, astounded to see a tank containing Angela in the center of the room. She was surrounded by an aqua green liquid, it gently tossed her brown hair all about. I opened my mouth.

"It's a suspension pod," Keller said. "Nice to meet you, the name's Jacob Keller." He stuck out his hand. I shook it, and the other scientists returned to their computers, yet one computer remained vacant, nothing more than an old CPU and a monitor. Jacob looked to the tank, however. He placed his hand upon it.

"How did this happen?" He asked.

"I don't know. I just got back from an ATU mission. Decided to do a little exploring, and I walked into this room with a bunch of zombies in it, believe it or not, and your daughter was there, kicking the crap out of them," I answered.

"Niece...She's my niece," Jacob said. I apologized.

"Then she looked at me, and she shot off my armor, and hit the scars on my chest, and I collapsed," I said. Jacob looked hurt.

"Oh, sorry, it's called conditioning, something about her genetics allows her to identify anything infected with the T-Virus, and she enters conditioning and will almost definitely eliminate it by striking at its weakest point," Jacob said.

"Ah, and that would explain her dilated pupils and sudden personality change?" I asked. He nodded.

"Well her dog saved me and then she was normal, then some voice from no where told her a Licker was coming, and she freaked out, and I saw the thing that was responsible for this," I gestured to myself. "And I killed it."

"Those bastards," Jacob said.

"What?"

"Lickers. She wasn't ready, she's deathly afraid of Lickers, she's been injured several times simply because she was petrified," he said. "Oh, and that voice you heard was the AI security system, Red, she's Angela's cyber buddy."

I nodded, pretending what he said made sense to me.

He looked back at the tank, as did I. Angela looked much more peaceful now. She was curled up in the fetal position.

"She's waking up, Jacob," said a woman at the computers. I looked, and noticed that her eyes were cracked open. She looked to her uncle and me. I looked up as the vacant computer came to life, nothing but a black screen, it was in DOS mode. Gray print appeared on the screen.

Thanks, Scott.

Needless to say, I was a little freaked out. I looked up to the tank, catching a glimpse of Angela's winking eye. "...No," was all I could say.

Uh, Yeah, actually.

I looked back and forth from the tank to the screen. Jacob laughed. "She's connected with the Internet, and she's become an excellent hacker, she can do almost anything she wants, virtually, in there," he said laughing.

That was creepy.

"That's cool," I said.

Author's Note: Hey, sorry about the wait, school is dominating my life pretty much. But on the bright side of things, thanks a LOT for all the reviews I got last chapter, I was a happy person. Please keep it up. Later!