Present Day
Hunter stood there in the middle of the street, an SMG in each hand. It was during the second Umbrella outbreak. He had barely escaped the last outbreak. A person he loved dearly gave their life for his. He didn't want to think about that now, though. He had one mission and that was to defeat the zombies and take down Umbrella, once again. He raised his SMGs in front of him and pulled the trigger. He raced forward blasting everything that moved. His guns were like swords cutting zombies' heads off. When the SMGs ran out he pulled out dual Desert Eagles. He blasted zombies left and right. Blowing off heads and limbs. He finally holstered his weapons, for the first time he looked back. A little over 200 bodies littered the street. He jumped on his black Suzuki crotch rocket and sped off. His bike pulled into a small garage. He climbed down the ladder into the underground safe house. " 'Sup Tweek," he said. Tweek had built this place. We call him Tweek 'cause he has ADD and he drinks way too much coffee. We don't let him hunt 'cause his hands are always twitching and he'd be more likely to shoot one of us. The other two are SYKO and SYKE, like psycho and psyche. They are brother and sister, and ex-gang members. SYKO's real name is Bernard, and SYKE's real name is Gertrude. I wouldn't blame them for changing their names. We all have jobs; I'm the leader, Tweek is the mechanic/scientist, and SYKO and SYKE are our weapons experts. We're just a big family in the worst of times.