Don't Speak

By: Rezie

Chapter 5 : A additional Mission

A/N: Thanks for the reveiws from:

Kristine: Thanks for the comment, It's greatly appreciated

Shady777: 'keeping the chapters at hostage' because I just Wanna know what you guys think, and opinions on my writing and shiz so I can improve, 'hostaging' is just a good way to get'em, you know ?. Anyway, I'll work on it. I hope this chapter is a bit better, sorry if the passages are difficult to read, just when my thoughts are rolling, Kinda hard to keep them organized, get me?But thanks.

Suna-chan : Can't really give away if Rebecca -n- Billy re-unite. ;), I'll keep the paragraphing better, thanks

Sci-fi Reader: Those really mean a lot to mean. Please, reveiw more.

Terry : Well thanks for the 'potential' comment. But don't worry, I mean I may be going in an odd direction in this story, but trust me in the end it'll all fit together. There are side relations and stuff, and I really don't see the problem with lesbianism or any type of homosexuality.

Robby: Thanks homey, that's my homeboy ! lol

- Rezie

In this chapter the group investigates Raccoon City, discovering the secrets that lay in Umbrella's Web.


The star-less sky was hypnotizing, no clouds even invaded the perfect nothingness held in the sky's surface. The atmosphere was humid, even warmer as we were decked in our clothing, not much to Jill since she was donned in her skimpy tube-top dress.

Chris drove all eight of us towards our destination in a S.T.A.R.S. hummer, squeezing in with our guns and ammo.I could hear the engine's humming as the drive was silent.The newly-inhabited town we had placed our S.T.A.R.S. headquarters in was a town on the Outskirts of Raccoon City, Vanderbilt Factories.It was a town with multitudes of businesses and tower-high apartments.The drive took us an hour or two.

We reached Raccoon City, a rusted sign saying 'Raccoon City' hung on a branch, hanging for it's life.Chris parked the hummer near the entrance, as we all one by one squeezed out of the black automobile with S.T.A.R.S. inscribed on the side in white, and a police sign next to it.

"Barry here, I need you guys to check the upper grounds of Raccoon City as well" The voice boomed from Chris's walkie-talkie.

" But you said it was already secured" Chris asked puzzled.

" We need you to check it again, check if their are survivors" Barry's voice boomed.

" But, didn't you get another team to all ready do that?" Rebecca now spoke into Chris's walkie-talkie.

" Just Listen to my orders, Chambers." Barry ordered, quite aggravated. " Over and out" Barry yelled, as static buzzed through the walkie-talkie.

" Okay then...So now we gotta check everything.Fucking Barry, giving us more shit to do." Chris confusingly sighed, as the group looked even more aggravated and baffled. "We all need to split up, Keep your walkie-talkies on, in case we get lost or in trouble, or Barry has any new plans for us. Me and Rebecca will be partnered, Claire and Leon, Carlos and Jill, and Lorraine and Joey." Chris ordered, taking the lead in role.

"Big Brother, can I pair up with Jill ?" Claire asked, staring into Jill's pleading eyes.

" Well, Leon do you mind pairing up with Carlos?"

Leon shrugged and so did Carlos.

" Um, I guess it's okay" Chris brotherly responded, looking down a his younger sister.

" All right, We'll secure the east side, thanks, come on Jill" Claire happily stated, taking Jill's arm into her arm and scurrying off.

"Valentine, look after her, don't lose her, after it's secured we meet up here, this exact spot, Got It !" Chris yelled out. " She'll be okay" Leon comforted him, nodding to Carlos so the two could check the other side of Raccoon City.

" We'll check the West Side, and then we'll meet up here when we're finished, right?" Carlos asked.

" Yeah, slowpoke" Leon sighed.

" Come on Joey, we take the north side" Lorraine smiled at him, taking lead, as he followed like a lost sheep.

" I guess, we should check the south area ?" Chris informed Rebecca, seeing everyone had scurried their different directions. Rebecca still stared into the blank Sky, in a way, searching for something... someone.


8th street : North Area

The buildings surrounding the street were demolished to ruins, the moon reflecting on the pieces of broken glass left to havoc the paved streets.Abandoned and wrecked cars crowded the sides of the streets.

" So Joey, what's your reason ?" Lorraine asked, brushing strands of blonde hair away from her face.

" My reason" He paused, carrying his automatic rifle in both hands. " During the Outbreak, I was one of Umbrella's victims, one of their guinea pigs" He paused once more, scanning the area, his eyes threatening to cry yet he still held his cold look.Her smile had faded, noticing the pain in his orbs.

" I was once human" He laughed, like it was a foul joke, staring at the girl donned in a skin-tight black-top and baggy army pants, with combat boots. She seemed confused, but wasn't startled of what he had said, she had seen many things during the outbreak, many things down from the depths of hell and many things from the clouds of heaven, what else would be new to her?; She stared at the floor she walked upon.

" And now?" She asked timidly. " And now, I'm here to find the cure.To be human once more, not this super-human epitome" He glared at the road ahead repeating those words like he was simply telling his friend about a new TV show, he said it so care-free. " Lorraine, I'm not the man you think I am, Time is running out for me...I...I" He softly stated, then paused for the first time clearly showing weakness.

She seemed even more confused, frightened what may come out of his mouth.Why was she so frightened? Why did she care so much, what fate would hold for him?

Why did she care so much if Umbrella's scientific remodeling would kill him, it had never frightened her, not when her brother was turned into one of their genetic mutations, not when her mother had been transformed into an undead, not when she had witnessed her family being destroyed by Umbrella's doing.

He felt so comfortable telling her his secret, telling her everything about him, there was something about her.

" What the fuck is that?" She yelled, hearing a noise as if a thousand elephants were stampeding to them. The floor shook with vibrations, as they held on each other to keep footing.They then began staring at a creature that had landed right in front of the duo. " Stay back" Joey commanded, stretching his arm out to signal her to retreat. She pulled out the shotgun from her back, pointing it at the creature situated in front of them, her hands shaking. Their demeanor stood frightened, at the mutation situated before them.

It's gigantic body curled up, it's mutated rattle shaking furiously, as it bared it's hideous fangs stained with blood.The enormous rattle snake hissed at the two, nearing closer and closer.

Bang.Bang.

Lorraine began shooting the mutation's over-sized head, with every fire, pushing her back. " Good shot" Billy congratulated, as the rattle snake's tail whipped him back into an abandoned car, as his indentation became part of the red olds-mobile. " Joey !" Lorraine cried, as the tail reared toward her, pushing her into the ruined walls of an old antique shop, Broken Glass edging itself in her skin. "Bitch, Wanna fucking play,do you?" Joey glared, rising up like an angered machine, and firing rounds of his automatic rifle at the Snakes rattle, blowing the brownish rattle into smithereens, as the hissing cries of the rattlesnake echoed through the empty street. Lorraine struggled to stand, but the glasses stabbed into her back pained irritably. Joey dropped his gun, with no ammo it was useless. Lorraine threw the buff man her shotgun, as he re-loaded and shot the snake in it's large narrow pitch-black orbs.

Lorraine pulled out a shard of glass from her side, groaning in agony, as she reached for a handgun placed in her holster.

He re-loaded the wooden shot-gun once more, firing the mutation again, blood stained his bare shoulders, he dropped the shot-gun as their were no more bullets and then the snake had fallen.It's enlarged body thumping to the floor. He sighed in relief, turning his back to aid Lorraine.

The snake's head twitched, as it's tail rattled weakly. Joey looked back, hearing the snake's movements.He braced for the impact but felt none, as to hearing the sound of a bullet, as he turned his eyes to Lorraine holding her handgun and leaning on the fragments of the antique shop.He smiled, as she kept shooting at the fallen snake.

" It's dead" He comforted the girl, as she halted fire, while he held her shivering body.She dropped the handgun, falling into his embrace. " Thanks" She whispered into his ear. " Thank-you" He responded back, laying her on the floor, as he reached for a first aid spray from his back-pocket.

" Take your top off" He ordered, examining her fragile body and the wounds left upon it by the glass. " Excuse me" She raised an eyebrow. He sighed, knowing his words weren't exactly correct. " Let me see your wounds" He pleaded." What, were you a medic before, I can handle it" She took the can from his hands, and turned her back from him arrogantly. She fiddled with the first aid spray, never actually accustomed to the medical appliance.

He sighed at her arrogance, guiding his hands on her back. " This might hurt" He warned softly, kindly pulling out the pieces of glass jabbed in her back. She clenched her eyes, comforted by his touch that numbed the burning sensation. He reached from under her, grabbing hold of the first aid spray, as she reluctantly gave in and as he began lifting the back of her top, she had surrendered, spraying the liquid onto her back. "It'll sting a little, but it'll be much better" He comforted, disposing of the can as he whispered those words.She turned her face around, so she could see him.There eyes met, as she turned her body fully, left in his embrace.

She guided her hands around his face, feeling the scratches he had received from the mutated snake.Joey smiled, lifting her face to his, caressing her angelic features.She moved in closer, feeling his breath brush over hers.

Buzz.Buzz.

" It's Chris and Rebecca.We heard some noise over there, is everything okay?" The walkie-talkie went off, buzzing in Lorraine's pants.

The two sighed, as Joey Replied. " Everything's fine.It was just a huge rattle snake".

" Everything is All right then?" Chris asked.

" Just great" Joey responded, still holding the petite girl, as he held the walkie-talkie.

"over and out." Chris ended, as the static buzzed.

Joey sighed, staring into Lorraine's eyes, both locking into each others.

" We should go" Joey cautiously stated returning his walkie-talkie, seeming alarmed and frightened as he let go of the petite girl.Lorraine pulled out of his embrace, angered, and left to search the area some more.

" I can't fall in love.Not until I know...until I know...I'll be there to be in love, I just can't do that.I can't hurt her that way." He sighed, running after her.


Fun-house: East Area

" I've secured everything, how about you Redfeild?" Jill spoke into the walkie-talkie.

" Me too, but we haven't checked the Fun-house.The only thing standing" Claire spoke into her walkie Talkie.

The two girls both met up at the Fun-house.

" Hey Gorgeous" Jill charmed Claire, as the younger girl scanned the building.The outside was designed with colorful pictures and confetti littered the dusty floor.

Claire smiled, taking Jill's arm and walking inside the building.The inside was pitch black. " I wonder why this building is still standing and why the others aren't?" Claire asked. " I have no idea, back in the day this was never here, it was a warehouse.I guess they did some remodeling." Jill sighed, squinting in the darkness, but was no use.

Jill reached in her back-pocket pulling out a flashlight and shining it around. " Do we really have to search this place, I hate fun houses since I was young, especially dark ones?" Claire whined, following the older woman. " Yeah, look hold the flashlight, Scaredy cat" Jill smiled mockingly, handing the girl the flashlight.Jill removed both of her magnums, ready for anything.

The room was completely silent and empty, the only sound was the women's breathing.Moment's passed, as they searched the maze-like fun-house, it had become more difficult with only one flashlight.

Boom.

A loud noise echoed through the building. " Fuck!" Claire gasped, seeing something flash by her, as the flashlight shone. " What?" Jill urgently asked, nearing the girl. " There's something else here" Claire whispered, shining the flashlight in different directions.Jill apprehensively scanned the area with her eyes, but couldn't see, they both stood back-to-back, moving in circular motions.

Whoosh.

" There it is again !" Claire whispered in the midst of her breath.How the darkness aggravated her, how not being able to see what was there scared the hell out of the girl. Claire removed her hand-gun, crossing hand-gun with flash-light.

Crash.

" What the f-" Jill yelled, soon being engulfed by a slimy goo.Her muffled tones were unheard, as Claire shone the light into Jill's direction. She had disappeared.

She spun around again, seeing an enormous blob of slime had her trapped in it's gooey grasp. " help..I" Jill managed to yell, before it's slimy grab had engulfed her once more.

Claire began firing at the monster, but the bullet's seemed to be eaten by the blob of greenish slime.It was faceless, it was nothing but a mere green image.

Lights began flashing about, and she had dropped the flashlight in horror.The room was filled with mirrors and images of zombies reflected from the mirrors, but no one else was with her. Soon the strobe light had halted, and pitch darkness engulfed the area. " Jill" Claire yelled, crying, but nothing answered. She held out her hand-gun aiming, moving apprehensively around. " AHH" She heard the girl screaming. "Jill" Claire whispered, tears streaming down her face. " JILL!" She then yelled.

" Help!" A man's voice yelled. Claire spun around in confusion. Soon many screaming voices corroded the once-silent pitch-black room. She fell to the floor, kneeling, clamping her ears with her hands, shivering of fear. "please make it stop.."She pleaded in agonizing horror.

This can't be real.This isn't real. Jill said this was never here before, It all fits together. This is just a figment of our imagination. A fun-house of our fears, fears it can make real. The fun-house, the screams, those are my fears. Then the blob, flickering lights, those are Jill's; the Zombies are both our fears, both in our nightmares. It all adds up, if this place can create fears, then it can create happiness and reality itself.We just need to think about it, we need to think of a memory that is so real to us, that we can't forget, that it's so real, it is real.

" Jill it's not real, It's all imaginary !" Claire yelled. " Believe me, believe it all back to normal !" Claire hollered, hoping her screams would be heard. The screams kept going, as the strobe light started again and the images of the Zombies reflected on the trick mirrors happened again, there faces, or what was left of it, were decomposed and many of them had missing body parts, as blood gushed out.Claire clenched her eyes shut, hugging herself as she shivered, helpless, on the cold floor.

"Jill" Claire. yelled, hoping she would be there to hold her.

Then the room went silent, and slowly lights turned on. They flickered alive, showing the insides of the room, it was an empty ware-house, it's walls were bland and nothing was inside. " Jill" Claire cried. " I'm here" Jill softly answered, running towards the girl and embracing her. " It wasn't real" Jill smiled, soon her smile turning into a saddened impression. " She wasn't real" Jill glared at the floor. " Who?" Claire asked, escaping her embrace, confusion on her face. " Alice..." Jill whispered.


Grave-Yard:West Area

The air was murky, fog hung on the two men's breath as they examined their area.The place was baron, uninhabited by any sorts of animals or life at that matter, only the two beings that walked; The taps of footsteps were heard.

" Damn, why is it so foggy here?" Leon whined trying to scatter the thick fog away with his flailing hand.Carlos shrugged carrying an automatic rifle as he squinted his eyes to scan the area. Leon groaned, aggravated by the fogginess.

"There's nothing here, let's just leave, get me some coffee and you some glasses" Leon sighed, staring at the black-hair man.Carlos shrugged, squinting into the horizon. " What about that warehouse..building...whatever that is over there, in the middle of that cemetery". Carlos pointed at a grayish building located in the middle of the graveyard. "Dude, this is turning into a fucking horror movie" Leon grunted, putting the palm of his hand on his forehead. "C'mon their might be survivors, let's check it out" Carlos urged running towards the building.

" I didn't know you could see that far" Leon groaned, pulling out two 9mm guns from his holsters. as he followed Carlos's footsteps.The building was gray and by the looks of it, had been there forever. There were two massive double doors.They were wooden and had brass handles.

"Carlos how do we open this thing" Leon asked, having difficulty as he tugged on the brass handles.He squirmed about, pulling back as he kicked the door with his knee in anger. Carlos aided the man, pulling at the other handle, as the both simultaneously tugged, but no hope.

"No fucking idea" Carlos surrendered, exhausted. " Damn, never mind there's probably no one in there anyway" Leon sighed, as he released hold of the brass handles, his hands were blistered and reddened. "Maybe" Carlos agreed, staring into the foggy sky, rubbing his shoulder to get warm.

"Help!" A voice yelled, sounding much like a little girl's cry for help.

"Maybe not !" Leon yelled, grabbing hold of one of the brass handles, making another attempt, both hands fitted in the massive knob, as Carlos did the same. "Pull!" Carlos yelled.

Creak.

The massive-framed double-doors began breaking under the pressure. "Finally, dammit man, my hands are burning" Carlos whined, examining the blisters forming on his palms.Leon sighed, scanning the barely open double-doors." Wonder what's inside?" Leon asked, leaning on his knees in exhaustion. Carlos shrugged pushing the double doors open, it was darkness, barely able to see a soul, the only thing visible was the violet candle propped on the table next to the entrance, because of the light seeping in from the open doors. "Anyone here?" Carlos echoed. " Little girl, it's okay, we're here to help" He spoke once more.Nothing answered, no one spoke.

"Gimmie a lighter" Leon ordered, holding out his hand to the Hispanic man. Carlos reached in his back pocket, handing Leon the lighter.Leon lit the tall candle up, the flame brightening up the room and revealing a few more candles on a table next to the first candle. Leon walked over to it, and began lighting the several candles, revealing a baby-grand piano at the end of the room. The walls were draped in velvet curtains and paintings littered the back corners, as paint was splattered on the dingy white walls.

"Where's the girl?" Carlos asked, frightened. Leon scanned the room once more, carefully walking towards the piano, soon examining that.The room was medium-size, quite nice hence the dingy walls with the intoxicating paint.Leon seemed frightened as he kept examining the room with his eyes. " Maybe we were just hearing things, it must've been nothing, anyway we haven't slept in a while" Carlos reasoned, seeing Leon beginning to relieve.

" I dunno" Leon sighed, staring at the Hispanic man, then back down at the lighter. " probably, gimmie the lighter back" Carlos asked. "J's bar?" Leon asked oddly re-directing the conversation, reading the inscriptions. " It's a nice bar, and there's this waitress named Cindy, I'm really liking her now hand it over" Carlos innocently laughed. " Sure, and I thought you were a gay alcoholic" Leon smiled at him. " Alcoholic, I'm trying to cut down on the booze, Gay, I don't think so lover boy come on, don't be like that, gimmie it back" Carlos rolled his eyes seeing Leon wouldn't give him the gold lighter, taking the lighter away from Leon.

" Why you want it so badly" Leon seemed aggravated by his rude taking. "She gave this to me, right before I had to leave to this fucking mission, she said when it was dark, she'd be my light" Carlos smiled, placing the lighter back in his pocket.

" OO"Leon sighed, crossing his arms together. "OO what?" Carlos asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "Young Carlos is in love" Leon stated, smiling happily. Carlos dreamily stared at the ceiling, a timid smile overcoming his face, as he stared at his feet.

" Gay bitch" Leon smirked, trying to erase the awkward feeling as Carlos smiled, shaking his head.

" Love, Carlos is in love " Leon smiled, shrugging it off, feeling quite happy Carlos had gotten over Jill.

" Have you ever been in love?" Carlos asked him. " I still am" Leon smiled, thinking about the tom-boy Claire. " But she isn't in love with me" Leon sadly spoke, staring at the dusty piano.

Leon blankly stared, taking a seat down on the piano's seat. " Can you play?" He asked Carlos, taking position. Carlos shook his head, as Leon blew the dust off of the piano keys. "When I was young I had learned, I'm a little rusty though " Leon explained, as he began playing a piece.

" Look here, can you play this?" Carlos asked, taking a a paper from the floor, and placing it on the piano. "let's see" Leon examined the piece, then focused on the keys.He played steadily, mostly wrong, but after a while he could play the piece perfectly. Carlos laughed at this, as Leon kept trying and soon perfectly played the piece of music.

Shhh.

A light hissing noise soon filled up the room, as the two men scanned the room with their eyes. "What the fuck is happening?" Carlos nervously asked, as the hissing noise continued then the walls began moving in. Leon nervously jumped from the seat, as the walls advanced on the two.The double doors were shutting them out, as they stared in stupidity at the closure. "We need to get out of here!" Leon screamed, as the two made their way to the closing double doors. " Fuck" Carlos yelled, as the double doors had locked them out, he banged furiously, the only luminosity left was the flickering candles. " Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" Carlos cursed, banging on the doors. The walls kept advancing on the two, as they crazed like rats.

Leon scanned the room, running towards the piano. "Leon, it's not time to play that shit, that thing got us trapped in here!" Carlos glared, running after him. "There's something under the foot of this thing.. it wasn't there before" Leon explained, pushing the piano away, as it fell to the floor with the crash, as he predicted there was a trap door, underneath the foot of the piano. "Carlos, help me pull it open!" Leon ordered, grabbing hold of a metallic chain attached to it, as Carlos help.

Snap.

The chain broke off, as the walls kept advancing soon so close the two were bending slightly. " Fuck it" Carlos cursed, shooting the trap door with his automatic rifle, as the wooden floor board, broke part, and the lock fell apart, falling to the bottom of the hidden chamber.

"Jump !" Leon yelled, as he and Carlos plunged down the dark hole, oblivious to what would happen or where they would drop, or even if they would drop.

Boom.

Dust parted as the two luckily yet painfully hit ground.Carlos blinked his eyes, grabbing the automatic rifle beside him, as Leon had already stood up, holding out of his 9mm guns.

The room was dust and the walls were brick-like.They were in a circular room, at the end there was a narrow passage. The walked down the passage, carefully.

"My fucking walkie-talkie got crushed" Leon groaned, staring at the unusable walkie-talkie and it's missing pieces. " Yours? " Leon asked, hoping it would still be working, so they could call for help. " Nah man, it go fucked up too" Carlos weakly responded, patting his back.

" Well, then we should find the others quickly, before they think we've died or something" Leon sighed.

The walls were so repetitive, everything seemed the same, or they had passed the same passageway many of a times.

" Look a door !" Carlos pointed out, running towards the wooden door. " Fuck man !" Leon yelled, shooting a zombie in it's head, as it appeared from an unseen corner, as he soon-would-attack Carlos, from Behind. Carlos spun around, examining the zombie. "Thanks"He smiled at Leon. "Those things never die" Leon grimly spoke, stepping over the undead.

Carlos opened the door, and now they were in a square-like room, an empty one with a ladder at the end. Leon head first, climbing up the ladder, guns ready to fire.

" Fuck help !" Carlos yelped as the ladder had fallen under, as he grasped onto the patchy land with one hand. " Hold on !" Leon assured, grabbing hold of the man's hand and pulling him up. " Fucking, dammit that's like the 3rd time I would've died, man, you're a life-saver!" Carlos thanked, leaning on his knees as he breathed heavily." No prob." Leon smiled.Now they were on a rotted patch of land. It was a wide area, probably an acre or so with deceased grass, and dirt. " Look, we head straight and we'll reach raccoon City again, that chamber led us out of the city by a few meters, I can see the hummer. Come one !" Leon explained, examining the area.

Boom.

A thunderous sound echoed, like a stampede.The sound grew more melodious as cries could be heard from afar, the wind blew lightly; The sun rose from the clouds slightly, it's grange rays shining. The two could see blurry figures emerging from the horizon, a o-so familiar strut in their devilish walk.

"Fuck, why are there so many hunters !" Leon yelled, staring into the eyes of those demons, as they raced toward the two humans. "Sometimes, I think Barry planned this shit!" Carlos yelled re-loading his Automatic rifle. " No. there's too many !" Leon explained, seeing the army of hunters after them corroding their way to the hummer. In the distance there was an explosion, the fiery embers, shining over the heads the hunters careering toward the two. " Our fucking hummer blew up!" Leon yelled, watching fire behind the army of hunters and the remnants of their black hummer. " Damn Hunters !" Carlos groaned as he scanned the area, then seeing a lake at the end of the rotted field and a boat with a dead driver probably trying to escape. "Look there's a boat !" Carlos told Leon. " We can't just leave them" Leon stared into the man's eyes, hearing the stampede nearing. " We can't just die like this" Carlos urged. Leon grunted, facing the stampede nearing and then at their life boat, he sighed, grabbing Carlos's arm and running towards the boat.

Carlos knocked the aged driver off of the boat and began working the boat with haste."Is it working?" Carlos asked, as Leon checked the ignition. " Sure is" Leon smiled, as Carlos turned it on. The engine whirred, soon starting then stopping again. "Hurry up!" Leon urged, examining the hunters becoming dreadfully close.He shot a few with his 9mm guns, blood spilling everywhere. "It' wont turn on" Carlos frantically turned the key again. Nothing.

Thump.

Two hunters jumped on the boat knocking one of Leon's 9mm away. "Fuck" He yelled, shooting the hunter away with the remaining one.Another one jumped on, as one of the hunters had fallen. "Carlos, hurry !" Leon yelled, dropping to the floor, as he kept firing at the hunters.

click.

" Carlos" Leon urged, throwing his gun at the hunter's face.His heart had skipped beats as he kicked the horrifying hunter's body away from him. " Here" Carlos threw the man his automatic rifle. As soon he blew the two hunters away three more rode on board while ten more were far off in the distance, and others were not to far behind the group of ten advancing.

Click.

He knocked the hunter that had jumped over him, nearly tearing off his skin, with the butt of the rifle.

" Aye Puta! ( Aye Bitch!) " Carlos cursed, soon trying the key once more, as a hunter ripped the clothing on his back, slicing his skin. Carlos yelled in pain, shoving the hunter with his elbow to buy more time."Thank god!" Carlos happily spoke, as the engine began working. He knocked the hunter away with his elbow once more, as he began driving the boat down the river. "Leon !" Carlos yelled, seeing the man knock off a hunter in the murky water, as another one clawed his face leaving marks on his cheek. The hunter attacking Carlos had reared it's ugly head once more, this time landing in front of the boat, serving a block for Carlos's view. It grabbed Carlos from in front, as the man struggled, soon kneeing the creature and kicking it off of the boat, as it submerged underwater.

" Carlos watch out !" Leon warned wounded on the floor, as the last hunter lunged after the Hispanic man driving the white-boat, it's claws tearing though Carlos's legs. " Fuck !" Carlos yelled in agony, as he steered the boat into the plants and shrubs on the sides of the narrow lake, a thick branch stabbing the hunter in it's abdomen .

Crash.

The boat had reared in the trees, causing an explosion. The fiery embers affecting the surrounding trees and shrubs, setting fire to the once desolate river, now being engulfed by the Burning fury.


Train: South area

There was no breeze, it was stuffy actually. The lights were dim, I could hear the screeches of bats echoing in the railroad station. A railroad station. I hated trains, in fact so much I grew a hatred for railroad stations, but yet here I was exploring it. There was something here that seemed to draw me to it, seemed to lead me here, like a magnetic force. I held my handguns securely, as Chris walked a few steps in front of me. He was still angered, but what could I do? Pretend he's Billy, no I just couldn't. He would never be Billy, Billy wouldn't just appear out of nowhere, Billy was just a distant memory. I had to let him go, as Chris said, as hard as it would be, I had to.

" Look Becky, there's a train at the far end, c'mon, let's check it out" Chris yelled, running towards a red train. Was it the same train? It looked so familiar, it just couldn't be, no. I stared in the distance, as my legs trudged me closer.

I sighed, soon picking up my pace and hurrying over to the train. It didn't seem to be working, it seemed decayed and the red paint chipped. I just couldn't believe this was the same train, the train had crashed and burned.It was just a memory, memories that wished to repeat itself, but it just couldn't.

We had been searching forever, and this, a damn train, we had found. Hopefully it was abandoned.I just wasn't in the mood trying to slay some mutated creature, or to help a survivor out of here. " Becky come check this out?" Chris called me over, he was bending over an open suitcase, files scattered all over the place. I passed a few seats soon leaning over the suitcase and inspecting with him. I picked up one that had caught my interest, as Chris read the tattered paper over my shoulder.

Project Medusa

Jan 4, 05

We have successfully taken the DNA stored in Lisa, the mutated creation of ours that a S.T.A.R.S. member, either Christopher Redfeild or Jill Valentine had defeated. She was a mere child we had injected a virus into, then she had taken it to herself to rip the face of her mother's and place it on her blank and scarred face. We had found and placed her DNA in a bottle classified Project Medusa. This would be our new experiment, injecting her DNA in a lethal rattlesnake.

Jan 5, 05

The Rattle snake had grown tremendously. It may even be stronger than Yawn, a mere snake we injected the T-virus into. We will inject the Project Medusa into a human. Me and my colleague decided to play a little bit of Rock, paper, scissors to decide which human we would test it on.

I had won, wonderful. I chose this boy, name Kevin. He was a pudgy boy, one that drove me crazy, asking for chocolates and sorts of delicacies, I had had enough of his nagging, he is my other colleague's son, but he is not an asset in the Umbrella corp. so we have decided to test it on Father and Son.

Jan. 6, 05

Kevin has transformed perfectly, he is just like Lisa, except a boy itself. But his father, David Castro, has transformed way to well, he is too powerful, this DNA is ingenious. I must send it to Dr. Spencer, he will just fall head over heels for this DNA. I have decided to give it to him personally, maybe he would like to work with me, I have heard he's doing some experiments in Alaska.

Jan. 7, 05

I have heard that the experiments have escaped, they have killed Kevin, but David vanished.

Jan 8, 05

David has entered the train, I have no idea why he has come to this train, it seems I have something he wants, maybe it's the father-son connection, even so, I must destroy David, and save the DNA; I have cleverly locked him in a freezer storage room located in the train, it will unlock on February 8th, a month of deep-sleep, unleashing the creature. The train will crash and burn soon killing all the Bitten and me. I am purposeless now, the DNA had been tossed out of the train as David seemingly attacked, me. I will not kill David, yet I will let his fiery fury destroy this world, with every person he has bitten or even scratched the Medusa DNA will be transported to their DNA. My DNA project will be known...I will not go down like this.

- Dr. Erik Eli

The egdes were tattered and bloodshed, as Jill still held the paper. " Chris, this means Umbrella has still been running, look at the date it's recent, Chris?" I asked. He stood up, staring at the door absently. " It's the 8th" He whispered.

A/n : Chapter 6 includes Rebecca and Chris having to Defeat David a part of the Project Medusa Experiment. I really won't say anything else, it'll give away too much. But someone dies, and someone lives.