First and foremost now, I don't care whether or not anyone likes my story, or character. This story was a way for me to get advice on how to become a better writer, it's how I envisioned it. If aspects about my character seems a little too unreal, I'll try my best to change it, but it might not happen.

And in response to other reviews:

noctorro: Um...darn, I think you may have got me stumped...but I don't think Isaac sees it as bullying. I don't think its bullying. We all have our ways of coping with things. I don't feel like I need to defend a made up character. Isaac is too smart, in all sense of the word. He is a lone wolf, and karma is, as we say it over in the north end of Winnipeg: "gonna break it's foot off in his ass." That's all I can say without spoiling the story, but hey, everyone has an opinion about everything, right? Keep reading, maybe the plot twists will catch you off guard...

HHOD: Yeah...I was debating whether or not I should have done that, but then it wouldn't have gone well with my story. I'm sorry, and don't worry. Billy isn't going to forget that later on. Also, I hope I portrayed Jack's character the right way. I just kinda made up the whole arrests thing to fit my story, but I hope things still didn't interfere with your story. I hope you like this chapter.

Full Part 2 summary: Isaac is a firm believer in protecting the important people in his life, but once the nightmare began in Raccoon City the lines that were once so clear in his mind are now blurring. After a brush with death at the hands of his own deranged father, he comes to his senses and devotes himself to the destruction of the company who has caused his nightmares to become realities. He promises to his friends, dead and alive that he will do everything in his power to help them, but is it just a smokescreen to what's REALLY going on with him?

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do NOT own Resident Evil. I wish I did. I just own my brain and my ideas, all of which at the moment are so crappy and inane, I sometimes hit my head on the wall till I bleed so I can make a little bit of sense.

(Chapter 19)

(September 29th, 8:10 PM 1998.)

(1 days, 4 hours, 50 minutes, 16 seconds)

As I emerged from the small hallway, I realized that there was no sign of Claire anywhere.

"Claire? Are you-" Was all I could say before I felt something hard, heavy and fast slammed into my back, causing me to fly down the hallway towards the stairs. I hit the ground and kept sliding, falling down the stairs. I felt every step jab themselves into my back, which was already pained by the initial blow, and tears of agony burned at the corner of my eyes. Holding my ribs I looked at what had hit me and the colour in my face instantaneously drained. It was that bald monster again, and it was moving fast. I got up painfully and began to run down the stairs, the monster closing in. I looked around the main entrance to the Precinct and realized that the shutters were now opened. I paid it no mind and ran for the only open door available.

My surroundings looked so familiar, even if had been over a month since I had been here. Thanks to my lack of attention to where I was going I felt my foot catch on something and was sent sprawling to the ground. My pained ribs irritated once more, I felt a wave of pain wash over me. Gritting my teeth I got back up, turning to what had tripped me. It was a charred body, and even through the burns I could make out the RPD Badge on the lapel. I had no idea who this was, but I sure as hell didn't want to find out. My attention was brought back to the audible footsteps of the thing chasing me. I bolted down the hall as the aforementioned monster slammed through the doorway too small for it and kept on lumbering after me. This thing was getting faster. I ran down the stairs to the basement, knowing that this led to the prison, and more importantly, the sewer system. I had to lead that thing away from Claire and her friend, it would cause unnecessary trouble for them when it's only after me.

I ran down the hallway and slowed down. I could hear something. It was soft, and barely audible but definitely there. It was coming from the door to my right. It was the security post for the jail. It's where all the holding cells were monitored. It sounded like crying. I peered through the little window in the door leading to the security post carefully, slowly as to make sure that if it's something hostile that just pretends to cry, I could just duck and get away. Inside was another one of my police officer friends. It was Lina, dayshift Lina. It was undeniable. Even with the blood soaked hair, and the tear stained face, it was definitely her. I began to knock on the door, trying to hide my panic from her. She looked up fearfully, and I tried my best to communicate with her.

"Lina! It's me! Isaac! Let me in!" I said through the door. She scrambled to her feet and unlocked the door, me tumbling in and closing the door with my body weight as I collapsed in front of it. I could feel the vibrations of the monster's footsteps getting stronger and stronger. Frantic, I motioned for Lina to join me underneath the door's window. She scrambled to huddle down with me. The vibrations got louder and louder then stopped right in front of the door. I turned to Lina and put my index finger to my mouth to shush her. She promptly stopped gasping and crying. I could hear the monster's heavy breathing, and although I couldn't see it, I knew in my gut that it was searching the room for me. This wasn't good. I may have backed myself into a corner. Not good at all. I sucked in a breath in fear as I heard the monster breathing heavily. Suddenly it growled loudly and began to walk away, the sound of footsteps heard getting quieter and quieter.

I felt my chest constrict and my lungs felt like they had been robbed of air. Then I realized I had been holding my breath. I let all the carbon dioxide escape my lungs in one large exhalation, and I carefully checked the window to see if the monster was there. Coast was clear, at least for now. I turned to Lina.

"Are you all right? What are you still doing here?" I asked. She moved to the wall across from me and wiped her nose with her sleeve.

"I don't know...I locked myself in here after that Tyrant thing attacked my sister, Kevin and his little ragtag group of survivors." She answered. I looked at her concerned.

"You saw Kevin and his group? When?" I asked.

"Sometime yesterday...I'm pretty sure it was during the day." She said softly. I let out a sigh of relief.

"That Tyrant monster nearly killed Rina." Lina said, referring to her twin sister, the more strong-willed of the two.

"Tyrant?" I said in confusion. Lina shuddered in disgust.

"Big...bald...trench coated monster with a giant claw...had pale eyes and skin, about seven and a half feet tall." Lina described it chillingly to correspond with the monster that was chasing me. It couldn't have been mine; the creature was dropped here by helicopter last night, not during the day. That's what it must be though. It explained a lot of things in that mission briefing memo I left with Carlos. There must have been at least two of them running around then. That thought didn't do anything to appease my worry however. Did Umbrella make those things?

"Then why haven't you tried escaping through the sewer system?" I asked. Lina looked at me through the corner of her eyes with a sheepish expression.

"I'm scared..." She said simply. I snorted in amusement at her answer.

"Lina, in this kind of situation I don't think it's embarrassing to be afraid of something unknown. Hell, I'd be scared too." I told her with a reassuring smile. She smiled back, and nodded. I got up, then hissed out loud as I knocked my right shoulder on the cabinet near the door. I felt a bunch of papers fall to the ground. I looked down at one in particular, seeing the one I had personally filed that day. It was the Street Rats incident. It was the SECOND time they were arrested, and one of the kids, a Hispanic kid named Jack helped a friend get a less harsh punishment. For a kid who couldn't really deign to speak Basic English the boy was an insightful one.

The first time he and his 'gang' members were arrested I had to restrain him after he had gotten loose from the officers who were bringing him into the jail. The kid was a feisty one that was for sure, yelling Hispanic curses and calling me a pig. Water under the bridge when I handled his second arrest. Angela, the police department counsellor had called in sick, so I offered to fill in for her. The job was pretty much like an interrogation, except everything said was off the record. It was more for the officers than the people arrested. It was actually pretty fun the first time. Except those really creepy child-molesters. I shuddered at the thought of them. God, that was so...creepy.

(Flashback)

"Ay Dios! I swear I din't do it! It be Romeo!" I heard a familiar yell. When I looked up from the desk I watched as the same kid that I had to restrain on the day of the Arklay Mountains mission was dragged into the office. I smiled as he was sat down on one of the chairs on the opposite side of the desk.

"Buenos Dias. Welcome back to the Police Department Mr. Carpenter." I said sincerely. I knew him professionally from his file. Juvenile Delinquent, but a normally good and honest kid. You don't get much of that here in Raccoon these days.

"Buenos dias...Senòr Brown..." He grumbled. He slumped in his chair, glaring at me.

"And for what reason have you been brought into this office Jack?" I asked politely. I didn't really appreciate how everyone treated this kid, especially the uptown kids. On one of my walks home from work I saw a bunch of the uptown preppy losers trying to pick a fight with the Street Rats. I wasn't too fond of that. At that point I had gotten a second job up in the uptown area in The Machine to pay my rent now that there wasn't enough income from STARS. I got to know the blonde Hispanic kid a little better then.

"I din't do nothin'. It be the damn pigs you work wit' and Romeo, that puta." He spat half-heartedly. I smirked.

"Now now Jack. I do have a job to do, and I can't do it if you're not cooperating with me. You have to tell me what happened, off the record." I told him. He sighed but nodded. "Good."

"Well...dis is how it be...Romeo..." And then he went on this story of how he had been hanging out with one of his friends from the Street Rats and had been caught when Romeo tried to do a snatch and run. Never really worked, but still, everyone has to experience everything at least once in his or her lives. Romeo had gotten away while Jack had been caught. "And den I got here..." He finished. I nodded in understanding.

"Okay. Well, I know for sure that you'll be detained for a night in the jail. Not a pleasing thought, I know, but in the end it has to be done. If you want I'll give the Officers a heads up about Romeo." I stated. He nodded with a frown on his face. He contemplated what to do, before shaking his head.

"No, it be okay. I been in da jail before. Not much new there, yeah?" He said. I smiled and nodded, getting up and leading him to the door.

"Yeah...don't worry, you'll be fine." I said to him, not mentioning the child molesters I had interviewed an hour ago. I opened the door and led him out where the arresting officers were waiting and shut the door behind him.

(End Flashback)

For some reason I wondered where the hell that kid was right now. Was he dead, one of the zombies running around the city, or was he still surviving, trying to protect that uptown chick Lisa he met at school he was head over heels for? I also knew Lisa, not directly but I knew of her parents through my own. Not very nice people, but I guess that's what you get when you work for Umbrella. Her parents were totally self-involved. Despite all that, Lisa was a good kid. She was nice, polite to everyone, and completely good-natured. I thought nothing more of it and turned to Lina.

"What's your plan then Isaac?" She asked me suddenly. I shrugged, then pointed my thumb in the direction of the door.

"Well, I was going to see if I could find a way out of here through the sewers." I answered her. "I was separated with this other girl I met, and can't exactly go back now that the Tyrant after me has seen me." I continued. Lina suddenly looked dubious when I mentioned that a Tyrant was coming after me.

"A Tyrant is after you? Since when?" She asked. I took a few minutes to recap all the events concerning this walking mass of death. Brent's death...the scars on my back...the helicopter...now...

"Since last night. It killed someone I knew. I found a memo outlining my assassination in the museum. That's what we were hiding from just now." I explained. She still looked unconvinced. I shrugged and got up, unhooking the shotgun holster. I left it on the ground in front of Lina, and turned to the door. "You don't have to believe me. Either way I'm not going to stay here forever. The shotgun is a parting gift. I'll see you around." I told her. I made a move toward the door when her voice called out with apparent urgency.

"Wait! I..." She began. I didn't look back, but stayed in place.

"You what?" I asked monotonously.

"I want to go with you...Tyrant or not. I'm never going to leave if I'm by myself. Let's go." She said, the sounds she was making alerting me that she was getting up. I smiled to myself. I was feeling a little scared about the sewers, but if I had to go through the sewers alone, I would have done it. I nodded without looking at her, and opened the door and looking both ways to see if the Tyrant was still lurking around. Nothing. Lina and I slowly crept out of the office and walked down the dimly lit corridor of the jail. The area was deathly silent, save for the distant echo of water dripping from the pipes. We snuck past the holding cells; all of them ajar save one. As we neared the closed cell, I could hear shaky breathing and mumbling. Curiosity got the better of me when we passed by the dark cell, and I found myself nearing the bars to see what exactly was making those noises I was hearing.

"Hello?" I called into the jail cell. In the darkness, I could make out a tall silhouette standing up and walking towards the bars. I jumped back and pointed my gun at the shadow, assuming that it was a zombie. The shadow stepped into the dim light, and then I could see that it was not a zombie, and that the man was still very much alive.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asked in a deep baritone voice. I holstered my gun.

"Isaac Brown, and you?" I asked. The man sat inside the light, pulling out a cigarette. Great...now I wanted one. "Hey, do you have another one of those?" I asked. The man sighed and pulled out a second stick, holding it out to me through the bars of the jail cell. I took it from him and placed it between my lips. After lighting his cigarette, he tossed his lighter to me. I lit my cancer stick and took a drag. I let out the smoke and let out a content sigh. Been almost two days since my last cigarette, so I want to enjoy this one. After getting my fix of nicotine, I returned my attention to the man inside the jail cell.

"Why are you inside that cell? Everyone's dead. You can get the hell out of here..." I asked him. He chuckled, shaking his head.

"I feel safer in here than out there. Zombies, no matter how many, aren't strong enough to break through these bars, and I don't feel like sharing, so you should get the hell out of here before you attract any attention." The man said, returning to the shadows. Lina and I stared at him with confusion in our eyes before I shrugged and moved on.

"Well, if you want to stay there and fester, be my guest. I'm sure there's a way out of here through the sewers." I retorted as I continued down the hall. I turned right, entering the dog kennel. There was a manhole that seemed to be removed already from someone, but there was no one in sight. Lina and I looked down the illuminated hole and saw that the drop was not too far. Easy to drop down. I turned to Lina.

"You ready?" I asked with a wiggle of my eyebrows. She looked fearful before turning her fearful expression into courage. She nodded. I went first, walking forward and hopping down into the hole. I watched cement pass my eyes, before I felt my feet hit ground. I bent my knees, softening my fall. I stood back up; smelling the disgusting aroma of rotting flesh as half chewed bodies floated in the water the heads completely obliterated. "EW! Sick!" I yelled, pinching my nose. I looked up the manhole and called for Lina. "Lina! What are you waiting for? An invitation?" I asked. There was nothing, before there was a loud scream and suddenly Lina jumped down the hole. I opened my arms to catch her, the taller woman falling into my arms hard.

"Run! The Tyrant is coming! Come on!" She yelled, running down the sewer section. For some reason there were lights here, lighting our way. There was the first level, where the water flowed, and then there was the platform running adjacent to the water just a little higher. We turned a few corners, then found ourselves inside a place where the sound of rushing water slammed our ears. This must have been the sewage treatment facility. I never really the thought the place was underground...what a surprise. There was a large vat of water, and the whole place was so freaking humid from the steam billowing out of the treatment vats.

"Come on. We've got to find a place to hide for now. I think I can hear the Tyrant's footsteps. Let's go..." I warned her. Lina nodded, and we continued through. The thunderous footsteps got louder as we ran through one of the doors. The sound of mechanical whirring filled my ears and saw a large pipe coming from a manhole in the centre of the room that was large enough to fit two people and the pipe altogether. An awesome place to hide. I ran forward, Lina's astonished face watching me as I ran forward. "Well?" I asked as I jumped down the hole. I landed in a darker sewer pipe, the water rushing forward and coming up to my waist. It was not really dirty water now. Naturally. Nobody has been using the sewer system for a while now since everyone's dead, so there was nothing there to be really disgusted with. I looked up through the manhole.

"LINA! COME ON! LET'S GO!" I yelled. I watched her looking down on me through the hole, when suddenly she closed her eyes and jumped. She fell into the water, splashing me fully and cleaning her hair and face of the blood that had been caked onto her body. She stood up, her hair wet and still kind of red. I grabbed her hand. "Now come on!" I told her as I pulled her along, wading through the waist high water. The pipe then split into two paths, one of them leading to what I knew was a waterfall leading to the lower levels of the sewer. I slowed down and got behind Lina. I pushed her to the right. "Go down the path on the right by yourself. The Tyrant is only after me so just try to find a way out of here from wherever you are. I'm sorry..." I insisted. She looked at me with fear in her eyes, but I hid my fears and looked at her with confidence. She mouthed her apology to me and ran off into the path on the right.

I turned my head in the direction we came from, and heard the sloshing of something running through water. I turned and ran into the pipe on the left just as I came into the Tyrant's line of vision. The monster followed, and I kept running until I reached the edge of the waterfall. I looked over the edge and saw a bunch of catwalks running across the large chamber. I turned around, waiting for the Tyrant to appear. This could very well be my death, but at least I've saved a life. I think I am prepared to go to Hell for all the bad things I've done. Knowing that Lina may have a chance of survival without me really puts my mind to rest. At least down there I'll have at least one comforting thought. I swallowed all my fears as I saw the silhouette of the giant man wading through the water toward me.

Okay you hulking piece of shit...come and get me...

I ducked under the first swing from the monster's claw, submerging my head into the water for a split second before coming back up. Suddenly the monster's regular hand shot forward, catching me by the throat. I choked as it slowly lifted me up, my feet not even touching the water anymore. I clawed at the Tyrant's hand in a futile attempt to free myself from its grasp. It pulled its claw back slowly, ready to stab me through the heart and complete its mission. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the pain that would be coming.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I heard Lina's voice scream. Suddenly the Tyrant was pushed forward, the beast's grip on me faltering and moving. I felt the monster's longest nail pierce my gut and emerge through my back, my kidney no doubt pierced. I howled out in pain as both the Tyrant and I toppled over the edge of the waterfall, the monster's nail still lodged in my body. I let out another wail as I pushed the claw out of my stomach, copper tainting my lips. Once I was free of the claw embedded in my body, I began to feel numb as blood poured from both my wound, and from my mouth. As I fell, I felt my mind blanking, and finally, my vision turned to black. I was finally dead...

(End Chapter 19)

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