Chapter 34

("Come. I have a room where she can rest. It's a similar replica of my home and the Umbrella mansion of Raccoon Forest.")

Amelia's vision was blurry when she awoke, and, at first, she couldn't distinguish who was standing at her side. After several blinks and wiping the dried tears away, she recognized Alice and Jon. Her eyes began to tear up again.

"Please tell me it was just a bad dream," she cried.

"We had to shoot her, Claire," Jon said.

"My name is Amelia!" she screamed.

Jon backed off a bit, and looked to Alice as she began to explain. "When this situation is in the past, you're going to have to be called Claire. Otherwise, Umbrella will just keep coming after you." She looked to Jon. "The same concept goes for you, too."

"In any case, she was going to bite your neck," Jon said to Amelia. "Hadn't we shot her, you would be one of them within a few hours. We did her a favor by putting her out of her misery."

"You have to remember that she couldn't control herself, Amelia," Alice reassured. "She wouldn't have just came after you and bitten you if she had any self control. Once you're in that state, all you think about is food, raw or cooked."

"And since there isn't conveiniently any cooked food lying around, they go for what they see," Jon concluded.

"This isn't making me feel a whole lot better," Amelia murmured. "She fell on top of me. I saw the scared look in her eyes as she fell on top of me! Her blood is stained into my clothes!"

"Enough drama," Jon scoffed. "We want you to stay here and rest. I'm sure you're a bit dazed."

"We'll meet up with the others and tell them that you're here. We'll meet back here."

"That's too easy," Jon said. "We still have to reunite my brother with his real sister, right?"

"They took Alyssa, Alexia, into custody through Umbrella. I'm not sure how we are going to reunite them, unless Umbrella plans on coming out this far," Alice informed.

"They'd come looking for us, as well," Amelia added.

Alex had seemed in such a fray, and in the commotion, Alan snuck away to look into mischief, but he found something he hadn't quite expected.

He opened his father's journal at the edge of his canopy and began to read it. Not much had been written in a while, and the pages falling apart due to the age of the book, but the writing was still legible, though Alan wished it hadn't been.

"The bastard wasn't lying," he whispered, referring to Jon. "Father does call us different names! There really is another sibling!"

He dropped the book on the ground when he heard an army helicopter roar above the mansion. Filled with curiosity, he pulled on his shoes and fled from his room and to the Umbrella mansion. From there, he boarded his father's submarine and to the airport. He hoped he would soon confront his father on the situation, as well.

"Are you the young Ashford lad?" he tall, well rounded man addressed him.

"Yes, sir, and may I ask why you're here?" He stepped closer to the buoyant airplane, which floated along the channel.

"We have a surprise for you."

"Another sibling?" Alan said half jokingly.

The man did not smile. "What if I told you I did?"

"I swear I heard an airplane pull in," Jill said, standing in the aquarium office under the Umbrella mansion. Through the shutters stood the airplane channel. "You don't think they've come for us, do you?"

"You know they were expecting to reunite Alfred and Alexia," Carlos stated. "They may have figured out where we were going and figured 'the hell with it.'"

"Valentine, Rodriquez," they heard someone say. They turned on their heals to a tall, well dressed blonde man in his middle ages. He was holding a sniper rifle in his hands. He aimed at Jill, the red laser pointed at her forehead.

"Alexandra," Jill flinched.

"I saw you on the news. So, you've taken out the hive of Raccoon, but you know that there will be another city to replace it," he snickered. "A similar city, and they won't let anyone by the likes of you at it."

"I don't care how long it takes, we'll take out all of Umbrella Incorporated," Jill said.

Rodney panicked and raised his handgun, pointing it to the stranger. Carlos slapped the gun from his hands after dropping his own. "You trying to get us killed?!"

"You think I'll show you mercy?" Alex stated. "You're putting Umbrella in jeopardy. I won't let you live." He looked to Rodney. "However, he might simply because we need specimens."

"Let them go, father," Alan said, who had stepped through the shutters with Alyssa, her eyes in a cold stare.

"Alyssa!" Rodney shouted.

Alan pulled a tazer pistol from his side, and fired at his father, then looked to the rest of them. "Leave before I decide to turn on you," the young boy said, his facial expression unchanging.

They turned and fled, leaving Alyssa with the strange child. Outside the Umbrella offices, they met up with Alice, Amelia, and someone they didn't recognize. Without asking questions, they descended underground again to the helicopter hangar, and flew into the sky in silence.

After Alan laid his sister down onto the bed of the replica room adjacent to his, he kissed her on the forehead, her eyes closed in a sweet slumber.

"I will not forgive what father has done for this, my dear Alexia," he said. "I will make things right for you." He placed a set of headphones on her head that played a subliminal message. He smiled and left the room for his father's.

(Sorry I took so long to write. I had a bad writer's block, and this chapter didn't end up real good because I still kinda have it. Not to mention I was bad sick.)