Chapter Six

Connie let out a blood curdling scream and turned to run. As heartless as it sounded, she much rather liked living and could care less about Brad and Jill. Jill, of course, was still staring opened mouth at the hideous creature as it advanced on Brad, who was too shocked to even move. Connie quickly spun and ran to the iron gates that led to her escape route. She had just opened them, when Marco came to halt in front of her, his Colt Python raised in the firing position.

" Get down." he ordered.

With what little sense she had left, Connie obeyed him and ducked just as he began spraying the monster with bullets.

The monster dropped Brad and hit the stone pavement.

" Get inside! NOW!" Marco shouted, being the only one who wasn't shocked out of their mind.

Jill nodded numbly as Marco helped Brad up.

Connie sprinted inside of the building and waited for the others in the receptionist area. She was still to dazed to talk. How on earth could she be such a coward? Leaving Jill and Brad to die was just such a spineless thing to do.

Jill looked at Marco.

" Who are you?" she asked, breaking the heavy silence.

" Marco Marcus. I'm Kyle's brother."

" Oh."

Connie scowled at Jill.

" Thanks, Marco." she said weakly.

" No problem. I'm going to find my brother."

" I'll come with you. Brad, do you want to stay with Jill, or come with us?"

" Um…I'll stay with Jill."

Connie dug through her knapsack and pulled out her Colt.

" Take this. And here's some ammo. I have my Grenade Launcher."

" Thanks. Good luck."

" Yeah, good luck." Jill said. " Wait. Where should we meet up?"

" How about at the clock tower? It's a lot closer to the edge of town than here. Problem not as screwed up either." Connie guessed.

She really hadn't been too far from the apartment her and Chris had shared in the past few weeks.

" Yeah. Okay."

The four split up, with Jill and Brad going through the door on the left, and Connie and Marco going up the ladder.

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" Where is he?" Marco asked as they finally entered the S.T.A.R.S. office.

" I don't know. We've been everywhere in this God forsaken building and he's no where to be found…" Connie trailed off as she saw a piece of paper on her desk.

She walked over and picked him up.

" 'Hey, guys'," she read Kyle's chicken scratch, " 'I'm going to the sewer's with Claire. She says Iron's killed the mayor's daughter'-"

" That asshole." Marco hissed.

The mayor's daughter was only sixteen and had been sent to the police station for protection.

" Yeah, ' and then she went down to this secret room and followed Iron's down some ladder and something killed him.' Fuck, I missed it. ' She had to waste some monster and then she came and found me. I helped Leon get out through the sewers, but I bet that idiot got lost, then I came back here. Hope you guys are okay. Gotta go and scream at Claire now, 'cause she saw Iron's get killed. Though I can't complain as long as he's dead. Later.' Jeez, he's full of information. Come on, we need to get to the clock tower."

" Yeah. Maybe we should check on Leon."

" He'll be fine. Come on. There's a cable car not too far from here. If it's still working, we should be able to take that to the clock tower."

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" What the fuck!" Kyle looked at the giant alligator that was now approaching them. " How did it get like that?"

" I don't care!" Claire screamed. " Just kill it."

Ten minutes later, they continued down the hall.

They were in search of Sherry, William and Annette Birkin's 12-year-old daughter. Anita, being the bitch that she is, had refused to tell them how they could find her and said something about William needing her. Claire was worried about the girl, whom she had taken a strong feeling of protectiveness to after their first meeting. Kyle wanted to find her and get her away from her evil-assed parents who only cared about their lovely work.

" There she is!" Claire shrieked as she started going through the door to the trash compactor.

It had sealed as they came down the hallway.

" Claire, wait. We don't know what happened to-"

He was cut off by Claire screaming.

" No, don't touch her!"

It was too late, because William had already shot some tentacle thing into the now unconscious girl.

Kyle raised his shotgun, firing at Birkin, who quickly ran off.

" Claire? What happened?" Sherry asked weakly.

" We have to get out of here." Kyle said as he picked the young girl up.

God only knows what Birkin had infected his own daughter with.

Claire nodded. " We can use that ladder."

They began making their way through the trash.

" Let's just hope nothing's waiting up there for us." Kyle said as he transferred Sherry to Claire's arms and started up the metal ladder.

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" Stupid fuckin' idiots!" Connie screamed in frustration as she kicked the driver's seat.

Why on earth would someone steal a fuse, oil, and power cables from a trolley?

" Just calm down-"

" Calm down! Calm down? I'll calm down when everyone wakes up and realizes that Umbrella is screwing them over! I'll fuckin' calm down when this-"

Connie's rant was cut off by a small explosion outside.

Fearing it was Nemesis, whom they had run into at City Hall, they raised their weapons in the firing position and silently made their way to the back.

The door opened to reveal a pale Brad, Jill, and Mikhail. Mikhail was being supported by Jill.

The red-head helped to a seat and handed Brad a bundle of cords.

" Put these in the control panel, and close that freakin' door." she muttered as she wearily sat down. " Hey, guys. Where's Kyle?"

" Still helping my sister and Leon get out of the city."

" Oh."

" What's up with Brad?" Marco asked as Brad frantically glanced around the train.

" We had a run in with that monster." Jill said offhandedly.

" Isn't he the most lovely creature ever?" Connie said sarcastically as she lowered her standard Beretta.

" Yeah. We should get going." Jill said as she got up from her spot beside of Mikhail. " We still need that oil and a fuse."

" I'll check the gas station." Connie volunteered. " If there isn't any there, I'll check at my place. Chris normally keeps some around the house."

" Okay. I'll get the fuse." Jill said. " You can come along, Marco, that is if you want to."

" Sure. You'll be alright, won't ya, Connie?"

" Yeah. Who knows? Kyle might be lurking around somewhere."

" Okay, and Brad," Jill paused for a moment, " you can stay here with Mikhail."

Brad nodded numbly and sat down as the trio went outside.

" Brad would've only slowed us down." Jill said as they walked a little ways from the trolley. " You'll be alright alone, right?"

" Yes." Connie said as she exchanged her hand gun for her grenade launcher. " No fears. Contact me if anything happens."

" Okay. You too."

They nodded at one another and went their separate ways.

A.N.- Thanks guys for reviewing! The majority of you picked Scenario B, which was my favorite out of the three. I felt that Brad should've lived, for the simple fact of him being the only character who responded to the whole thing like a normal person. The rest of the story may not be written as the first few chapters because I wrote those over a year ago, and my style has changed somewhat. If anything seems out of place or I screw something up in general, please tell me. I'm using a walkthrough from the internet to guide me since I haven't played the games in a while. I also realize that I have the events of Resident Evil 2 and 3 coinciding on the same day, but that's how I thought it happened. Sorry…Anyway, thanks for the reviews, comments, and encouragements. And the constructive criticism. Later!