Author's note: I'm back with yet another story! The amount of reviews for my last resident evil story were amazing! I can't say how much I enjoyed reading them and seeing how many people actually took time to read it! But now for this story. I am concentrating on more of an action fic with lotsa gore and fighting if possible.This is the follow up to How long is the night? If you haven't read it then I suggest you do so just inncase you don't know who some of the people are that will appear in this story. I'm working hard on making the chapters longer, so the updates will be about every week and a half, unless I'm completely bored and update every week which may be the case during the summer, but I am taking a vacation from the 23rd to the 7th of August so there will be no updates between those two dates.Anyways here is chapter one, short but sweet.

Chapter 1

Crimson Ribbons

So now you show your ugly face?

A year to remember

'Seven years have passed, and still no reason given for the termination of Raccoon City.' The newspaper read. 'The President of the United States of America has not yet stated why the decision was made and plans to keep the reasons completely confidential.Several months ago information leaked that it was the cause of some viral outbreak.'

Leon flipped the page of yesterdays newspaper, continuing to read the article that he had spotted when he picked it up.

'Last year's tradgedy had a major impact on this country, and most of Canada. It was contained and no more cases of the strange behaviour have been reported. Many cities are still recovering and are still pressing questions towards the President about what happened, though no response was given. It is suspected that a secret experiment had gone wrong.'

Leon stopped reading briefly to chuckle at the statement. Oh how wrong they were. No experiment had gone wrong, the virus had been let loose on purpose. His thoughts were just a painful reminder of what had taken place. The death of Ada as well as the deaths of many others had caused him to become much more quiet andit caused him to want to shun himself away from the world and just grieve, but he just couldn't do it.

'"I was sitting outside in my backyard, just enjoying the day when everything went wrong," a citizen of a small northwestern town in Texas told reporters when being questioned. "These freaks came in the backyard and started to attack my wife and kids. They died and turned into these mindless zombies." The 'freaks' as the man said, could not be captured by scientists to be studied on. People of the many clean up teams were ordered to destroy them and a warning was annouced nation wide to prevent people from getting injured, though some reports of attacks were sent in.'

Leon became bored. He already knew what happened. The rest of the article was just a bunch of crap.It just rambled on about what other people thought the 'freaks' were, none of them being the actual thing besides the odd mention of the monsters known as zombies.

Leon flipped the page and found another interesting article to read.

5 more people missing

'Today five more people have been reported missing. They are now added on the list of many others, summing up the total of twenty-seven missing persons. Police have issued many searches for these people, but have come up with no results. As for more information about the missing people, one of them, a young girl, was discovered in the outskirts of the city by an abandoned factory building. Police have released the cause of her death, that being several bite marks around one hundred in total and bleeding to death of the injuries.'

The secret agent skimmed throught the rest of the newspaper until he caught sight of something that he did not want to see at the moment. Infact, he never wanted to see those words again since his first visit at Raccoon City all those years ago.

Leon gazed down at the add, loathing it and every word that was listed under those two words. Somewhere he hoped that it was something totaly different, but he highly doubted that.

Umbrella 5000

New and improved! A series of facial products to help keep away those signs of aging. Also introducing many other health care products and thousands of house hold items! Each and every one of these can be found at your local drug store. Nothing is better than Umbrella 5000!

Leon felt his jaw getting ready to drop. This couldn't be. No, not again. He had to stop them and everything else that he knew they were probably secretly doing in some sort of lab that had to do with undead things.

Umbrella was back.

The weight was almost too much for a broken body to handle, but the creature managed to hoist itself out of a pile of rocks and various pieces of blackened debris. A hand shot out from underneith it all and seemed to clutch at the air as if it was some kind of life line and that it could breath through it's hand and fingers.

The skin on the hand was not broken, not bloody, just dirty with tiny rocks and pieces of dirt stuck to it. There was no sign that the creature had once been dead if you took into consideration that the owner's skin was deathly pale to begin with.

As the creature rose it's slender body out from under the mound of heavy onjects, it took in it's surroundings. This is where it had last stood, before...before... The creature's mind went black. There was no memory of what had happened to cause all of the rocks and stuff to be dumped upon it. To add onto the frustration of having no memories there was this sense of loss that the creature felt and confusion as it looked at the sight before it.

Dead vegatation and a large gap where something once stood was the only thing around here before the alive trees sprung back up to create a forest. The creature thought that it had reconized this place, but couldn't remember where from.

Staggering this way and that, the creature made it's way towards the direction that it's body was telling to to go. The sun set fairly fast, creating a shadow as the creature made it's way in the direction of Washington, D.C.