Disclaimer: I don't own the name "resident evil" or any of the original characters. I do, however, own Andy Downey, Scott Templeton, Alan Trenton, Tim Zooman, and Maxamus Dogg. All other characters belong to a real person with the same name. (I asked people I knew if I could use their names.)

Resident Evil Fanfare

Chapter 1: The U.B.C.S.

I watched as he lurched at my mother. I was screaming at him to stop.

My step-father grabbed my mother and sank his teeth into her neck. Our new carpet was drenched in her blood.

I realized it was too late…It had happened here, too. Everyone thought it was over once Raccoon was nuked and Rockfort had self-destructed. Umbrella claimed that they had no more labs…They lied…

I ran into my room and grabbed the metal baseball bat I had always kept there, behind my door. I ran at what had once been my step-dad, Jose and swung. My parents died at about the same time…Jose's skull was crushed by my bat and my mother bled out.

I stepped over and entered their room. I grabbed Jose's old handgun that was kept under his pillow, and my mother's pistol that she had used when she was in the posse.

Julie Downey would not become one of them. I put a bullet in her head to make sure she would have eternal peace in whatever place her soul now resided.

I managed to do this without tears. My grief was beyond that. Umbrella had taken them all from me. My grandparents. They died of heart attacks when they learned what had happened to my brother who worked for them. He had been experimented on in a mansion that was supposedly located on the outskirts of Raccoon City. They called him Tyrant when they were done with him…My dad. He was killed by Umbrella's guards when he tried to enter their HQ in Europe with a Rocket launcher and a pistol. He said he would kill all the bastards that were involved with Umbrella. They pay for his son's death. And now… My mother…Jose… Both dead. For this………Umbrella Was Fucked.

Two years later

It was finally time. We were going to avenge our parents. We had entered the U.B.C.S. only a week after our parents had died. After two years of training, we were ready. Marcos drove the red 4-door pick-up towards the U.B.C.S. HQ set up around the edge of

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Viral infection Detected!

Virus Identified!

Virus name: U.B.C.S. Infiltration and editing software.

while I sat in the backseat.

For two years, the outbreak had been contained in Swartz Creek, but nothing could be done to destroy the creatures that had been created. There was another Umbrella lab in Swartz Creek. Thanks to a few helicopter reconnaissance fly-bys, we know that there are still some un-infected survivors.

We were on our way to be officially ranked and placed into our U.B.C.S. platoons.

When first registering two years ago, we were forced to take three tests. Weapons accuracy, Pain endurance, and intelligence. We would be given a rank by how much we have improved since. Today we had to retake those tests. The better the improvement, the better the rank.

My thoughts were interrupted by Marcos when he asked, "Thinking about them again?"

"No…Just reliving the past since…"

Worried about what rank you'll get?"

"Not really. The U.B.C.S. lost almost everybody during the Raccoon City thing. They even thought they had lost Viktor." I said, sounding as though everybody in the U.B.C.S. had been retarded to think what seemed to be a point-blank grenade could even harm him.

Mikhail Viktor was the leader of the U.B.C.S. Everyone thought that he had sacrificed himself to save S.T.A.R.S. member Jill Valentine and U.B.C.S. marine Carlos Olivera. The few remaining UBCS members (those that weren't sent to Raccoon plus Carlos and Jill, who joined them…) had been in the process of picking a new leader when he burst into HQ and simply stated that no one would lead his men until he was dead.

"Most thought he was dead, but the most experienced knew that it would take more than a grenade to kill him." Said Marcos.

"And how would you know that? When that happened, we were still enjoying life at home!"

"I talked to Mikhail the day we registered."

"Where was I?"

"Taking your first set of tests, now are ya getting out?"

I was so focused on my memories and the conversation that I didn't realize when we pulled in and parked at HQ.

"Oh, yeah! I'm coming! Hey! Wait up!"

Marcos was halfway across the parking lot when I finally caught up with him.

"Remember, Andy, we've never met. They may separate us if they knew we had a pre-existing relationship. I want us to be in the same group."

"I agree." I said, jogging up to the door so I would arrive before Marcos, My best friend and step-brother who I had never met before…

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