Disclaimer: I do not own resident evil that would be capcom so don't sue me ok. I do not even own this story it was written by my friend Davy Rowe just so you know.

Chapter 2: Birkin's line of

Defense

It was almost 1:00 PM when Walter woke up. He looked around to see if Crystal was there, but she must've already gone to work. She owned a gun shop on the main road, called 'Crystals Custom Firearms'. If you gave her a design, she would either find or make the parts, and Walter usually helped her out. After all, he couldn't just leave her to do all the work, could he? Walter then rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and went to take a shower. After a shower, he put on a t-shirt, along with a pair of jeans, and he fixed himself fried eggs and a sausage biscuit. While eating, he decided to take a look at the paper. The headline read "Police security has been raised, RCPD is now calling in newly graduated cadets." This made Walter realize just how much of a threat that the team after the G-Virus was. He decided to see who the new officers were, and was shocked when he saw only one listed: Leon Kennedy.

"One officer, huh? Good luck to him, that's all I have to say." Walter chuckled. He knew what happened every time a new officer joined that force; somehow, a small group of criminals would set out and do different crimes across the city, to where it would have to be one officer at a crime. Then, they would wait for the new officer to show up, and then they would jump him. They never beat them up past minor bruises, but the cops would always find the crooks afterwards.

Walter then walked into the gun room and finished getting ready. He put on the Kevlar vest overtop of his t-shirt, and loaded all of the pouches with ammo. He then put the guns into the inside of his lab coat, and put that on. When it was buttoned all the way up, you couldn't tell he had anything in the coat. It would be tough for any normal human to get by these kinds of weapons alive.

'Hm… I remember Birkin saying that Mr. Irons caught the intruder in the sewers… maybe I should take the scenic route to work.' Walter thought to himself. He then put on large rubber boots, and started heading out the door. He locked the door, and straightened up his lab coat. After walking down the stairs and leaving the building, he called for a cab.

"Where to, Mac?" asked the cab driver.

"Raccoon City Police Department, and hurry." Walter said, while straightening up his glasses. A few minutes later, the cab stopped in front of a large iron-barred gate.

"That'll be $15.50, Mac" the driver said.

"Here, and keep the change." Walter said after handing the driver a $20. Walter then looked at the police station. It was a large, brick building, with R.C.P.D. written overtop of a large doorway. To the left and right of the building were tiny flower gardens, and there was a cop walking around outside. Walter called for the cop, who opened the gate, and led Walter inside the building. Inside was amazing, the walls were still brick, but around the building were interesting art piece, Walter recalled. There was only one in the entrance, a large statue of a maiden pouring water from a vase. The room was huge; as soon as you entered there was a doorway several yards to the right. In front of you were a few steps, and once you went down those, you were standing on in front of the statue, not very close, but not far away. If you looked to the left, there was a doorway leading to the reception room. If you walked around the maiden statue, either way, you went up a ramp to a large desk surrounding a secretary and a computer. If you walked up the ramp on the left side, once you were back to level ground, there was a door to the left, leading to one of the offices. This room was also the only room where you could see all three floors at once. There was a walkway several yards off the ground, and it joined the library and the hallway to the Chief's office. There was also a walkway above that, which you had to access from the library. It led to a room with gear mechanisms for the clock, if Walter remembered right. He walked up to the desk, and tapped, getting the secretary's attention.

"Excuse me; can I talk to Mr. Irons? This is urgent, and if he declines, tell him I'm from Birkin's lab." Walter said, while tapping.

"Yes sir." The secretary then pressed an intercom button. "Excuse me, Mr. Irons, sir? There is someone here from Birkin's lab to see you, he says it's urgent."

"Send him up." said a deep voice on the intercom.

"Follow me, sir." said the secretary, as she walked towards the blue doors near the statue. They walked into the reception room, and then into the west hallway. After that, they entered the west stairwell, walked up the stairs, and went down a short hallway. At the end of the hallway was a statue of a man holding up a red gem, and two smaller statues against the sides. They walked around it, and entered another door. They were now in another hallway, and kept walking. Before they could turn the corner, the secretary began talking.

"That's the S.T.A.R.S. room." she said while pointing at a blue door with a logo on it. The logo was a black circle, with three yellow stars in it, and S.T.A.R.S. across the top. They kept walking, turned a corner, and entered another room. Now they were in the library. The library was huge, row upon row of court cases and criminal profiles. They kept walking, and found themselves back in the entrance, except on the 2nd floor walkway. After walking around the walkway, the entered another reception room, and entered another door. Now they were in the hallway leading to Mr. Iron's office. They took a left, and opened the door on the left, and walked up the small hall leading to the door.

"Well, this is it." said the secretary while walking away. "Just go on in."

Walter then knocked on the door, and walked in. Inside was a room filled with animal trophies. There were deer trophies, elk trophies, even a hawk and a buffalo. In front of him was a desk with papers scattered on it, and a chair turned with the back of it facing him. Suddenly, it turned around, and setting in it was a middle aged man, rather heavy-built, with brown hair combed back and a thick mustache. He was wearing a white shirt with a leather vest, and blue jeans.

"Hello there, sir. Walter Bishop, I presume? Birkin told me he thought you would pay me a visit today. So, what do you need?" asked Mr. Irons.

"Well, as you know, Birkin believes the team after the G-Virus will be here any day now. He said he thinks it's today, so I'd like to take a trip through the sewers, to see if I can find anyone. Can you allow me to do that, Mr. Irons?" replied Walter, while looking at the trophies.

"Call me Brian, Walter. And yes, follow me, I'll accompany you." said Brian, as he pulled a handgun out from his desk.

The two then exited the office, and headed back to the hallway. Instead of going into the 2nd floor reception office, they went into the door across from it, and walked down a hallway with many glass windows. Brian then opened the door leading outside, and went down the stairs, with Walter following. They then entered into the east office, and the officers saluted him. After going down a cold, damp stairwell, and going through the police garage and dog kennel, they arrived at a sewer covering.

"This is it, Walter. Better get your gun out, just in case." said Brian as he cocked his handgun, and the opened the covering. Walter proceeded to pull out his handgun. They then climbed into the sewers, and looked around at the moss-covered brick walls. The two then started walking throughout the entire sewers. After several minutes, they began heading towards the Underground Lab, which both knew the way to. There were a few watch stations, and one of the guards came with the two, as he carried the two medals to open the door to the tram station. When they came to the machine with the medal locks, the guard put the medals in, and watched as Brian and Walter walked through the door, and he headed back to his station. After getting on a tram, the two got off, and walked through an abandoned factory. It was there that they finally arrived to what they were looking for: a tram on a metal grate. Walter pulled out a key, and stuck it into a machine on the side of the train. Suddenly, the sides of the grate lifted up, and the tram began moving downwards. Walter looked over at Brian, who looked a little pale.

"What's wrong? Get motion sick or something?" Walter asked.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. It's probably just where we spent twenty minutes walking through sewage." Brian chuckled.

Suddenly, the train came to a stop. Walter and Brian were in the elevator room, except on the opposite side. When the platform stopped, William, Annette, Simon, and several other people were waiting for them.

"Find anyone, Walter?" asked Birkin, looking rather nervous.

"Not a thing, William." replied Walter.

Walter then looked at the people that were waiting on him. William, Annette, and Simon were the three he most expected to be waiting. There were several other scientists too, and then someone caught his attention. When Walter looked at them, he burst out laughing. There was a man dressed up as a giant block of tofu.

"What's with the guy in the giant tofu suit?" Walter managed to say, while laughing.

"Uh… well, he's the guy that dances outside of Uncle Tom's Tofu Restaurant, and his costume got stuck on him." William said while chuckling. "Anyways, Brian, thanks for making sure that Walter made it here alright. Everyone spread out around the lab. Tofu man, go into the sewers. If the team sees you, they'll more than likely think they're going crazy and leave. Walter and Simon, you two stand guard in this room. When the team comes, it will either by from the elevator or the tram platform. Everyone else, spread out across the rest of the lab. Annette, would you help me out in the Vaccine room?" said William as he began walking towards the three way walkway. Annette then followed him, and everyone spread out.

Brian bid everyone farewell, and took the elevator back up to the city. Simon and Walter began their watch, and started walking around the room. After a few hours, Walter changed shifts, went into the rest area, and fell asleep on the bed. Meanwhile, Simon kept guard. Suddenly, there was a noise, and the elevator opened. Simon immediately took aim, but instead of someone standing in the elevator, there was nothing. Suddenly, he saw something fall from the roof of the elevator, and roll towards him. Before he realized it, the object exploded into gas, and he began to feel dazed. Then, around six people in SWAT outfits, with UBCS written on the back of their vests, and gasmasks fell from the elevator roof and ran towards the three-way walkway. Simon tried to shoot them, but he barely managed to keep consciousness, much less take aim. He began crawling towards the rest area, to get Walter. Meanwhile, the UBCS team had managed to take out the other people on guard, and they jumped down the stairs leading to the floor with the Vaccine room on it. Annette had left for the computer room, to activate the fingerprint scanner for the G-Development room, leaving William alone. It was then that the door to the room slid open, William immediately drew his handgun, and he grabbed a briefcase with his left hand. The team then ran in, with sub-machineguns drawn.

"There he is!" shouted one of the UBCS members.

"So, you've finally come…" said William, as he moved the sights of his pistol from one person to another.

"Doctor, we're here to collect the G-Virus sample" announced the leader of the UBCS squad.

"Sorry, but I won't just hand over my life's work…" Birkin said while backing up. However, he didn't take notice that the briefcase was sliding a metal container in front of it, edging it towards the side of the table. Suddenly, there was a thud, and William flinched. One of the UBCS members opened fire, hitting William in the right side of his chest, sending him to the ground, badly wounded. The leader pushed the member's gun to the side.

"Stop, you might hit the sample!" shouted the leader. He then ran over, and grabbed the briefcase. The group then left. A minute later, Annette ran in, and kneeled over by her wounded husband.

"Hold on darling, let me heal those wounds!" said Annette, who was almost in tears, as she went to go find healing supplies. However, neither the UBCS team nor Annette seemed to notice what William had in his left hand… a purple vial put in a syringe needle. He managed to gather the last of his strength, and thrust the needle into his chest. His put his head down, and closed his eyes… but they suddenly flew back open, except there was something different with him… they were now blood red…

Meanwhile, Simon had managed to reach the door to the rest area, and began shouting.

"Walter, help! The team's here!" Simon managed to whimper, barely being heard.

Walter then jumped up, and drew his handgun. He opened the door, and saw Simon lying there.

"Just hang on Simon, I have to help William!" he shouted as he ran towards the walkway. After entering the walkway, he saw Annette run towards the blue-lit walkway.

"Annette, what's wrong?" Walter asked, while running after her.

"They shot him, they shot him! Walter, help me find medical supplies!" she shouted while panicking. After finding medical supplies, they ran back to where William was. However, when they got there, there was nothing but a large bloodstain, a trail of blood leading out the door, and an empty vial on the ground. Annette picked it up and looked at it, her face turning pale.

"He… he didn't… he wouldn't…" she said as she burst into tears.

"He did, didn't he?" Walter asked, while looking at the vial.

"Yes… he injected himself with the G-Virus…" she managed to say while sobbing.

"So… what was in the case the team took?"

"T-Virus…" she replied.

Meanwhile, back in the sewers, the UBCS G-recovery team was talking over radios.

"We'll be at the rendezvous point one minute." said the member with the case. Suddenly, the recovery team heard something behind them. They turned around, to see that a person was walking towards them. They began firing, and backing up. However, the barrage barely phased the person, and they cut right through their armored vests, killing them almost instantly. However, one of them managed to scream, drawing the attention of the closest pair.

"Something's wrong…" said one of the members. He and another member ran towards where the scream was heard. However, something attacked them from nowhere, gashing through their armor like butter. Both were killed, but both screamed. The other team was at this point looking around for their team mates.

Suddenly, they heard a noise from around a corner. The two jumped out from the around the corner with their guns drawn. At the other end of the sewer tunnel, they saw someone in a lab coat holding up one of their team mates with one hand. It looked as if a normal person killed them, until they saw its right arm. It was about as large as their torso, and covered with disgusting, rotting flesh, and it had large claws...

"Wha-what is this thing!" shouted one of the UBCS members.

The creature turned towards them, and let out a deep, monstrous roar.

"Fire… fire!" shouted the member, and both began firing at the creature. However, it charged, and gashed open the left member's chest, killing him.

"Son of a…" yelled the other member, who began firing. However, the gun began clicking; he had run out of ammo. He began panicking and breathing hard. The creature kept coming towards him, and on his mutated arm, a gigantic red eye appeared. Then, it killed the surviving member.

'Where is everyone…' thought the leader of the team. He drew his gun, and began walking around the sewers. When he turned a corner, he froze and went back. He saw the creature eating the vials from the briefcase. He stood absolutely still until it left. He had no idea what it was, and he didn't catch a good glimpse of it, not even noticing the mutated arm. When it left, he went up to all of his deceased team mates, and gave his regards.

"I will kill whoever did this…" he said, while walking towards the exit. However, he heard a splash, and went to investigate.