DISCLAIMER: I still don't own RE nor do I own Survivor. I will never own them, therefore this is the last damn Disclaimer I'm going to do unless I mention something else.

A/N: I apologize for this chapter's lateness. I've been really busy. I would also like to thank J.C. for his maze idea for the last immunity challenge. I forgot to do that, my apologies.

S.T.A.R.S. Camp

To say that no one is worried about Claire being gone, would be an understatement. In fact, the entire tribe is having one hell of a party. Which appears to include a case of beer someone managed to filch from Wesker. The only one who looks like they aren't having a good time is Billy, whose just been corned by a very drunken Rebecca.

"I bet you thought you could get rid of me, didn't you?" Rebecca is slurring pretty badly at this point.

"Ah…no, not at all." Billy smiles, trying to stave off the inevitable violence which is about to occur.

"Yes you did!"

Billy turns three shades of white as Rebecca yanks her clothes off. At this point everyone at camp turns to stare, consequently the show's ratings jump 20 points. Rebecca smirks at Billy, dressed only in what appears to be a leather bra, a black leather collar, a very very skimpy pair of black leather underwear, and five inch spike heels. In her hands is a long black whip.

"I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson…"

If possible, Billy actually paled more. Everyone else present backed away slowly, cowardice maybe, but they certainly weren't going to get involved if they didn't have to. Rebecca smiled, pulling the whip in her hands taunt before she began to swing it around wildly. Several blows landed neatly on Billy's head and shoulders.

"AHHHH!!" Billy ran around in circles waving his hands like an idiot.

"On your knees, kiss my feet!! HO HO HO HO!!"

"AHHHH!! Princess, Princess, Princess!!"

This proclamation only made the spectators even more confused, and they continued to stare as Rebecca continued to 'punish' Billy.

"Princess? I am your QUEEN!!"

On the Beach

Wesker felt worse this morning than he had after the Vicadan incident. Of course the bullet wound in his shoulder certainly wasn't helping his mood any. But the thought of the tortures to come was definitely helping his mood. He actually giggled to himself as the tribes walked onto the beach.

"Is he giggling?" Morpheus stared at Wesker like he'd lost his mind.

"It sounds like it. That's even creepier than Alfred's tittering laugh." Hunk shuddered a bit.

"My laugh is not creepy." Alfred crossed his arms and pouted.

The S.T.A.R.S. Team appeared to be just as concerned over Wesker's giggling as the Umbrella tribe was.

"Ok, that's just creeping me out." Yoko whimpered, hiding behind Alyssa.

"Well, that's the second creepiest thing I've ever seen." Jill figured that right now, watching Rebecca whip Billy into submission was probably number one on her list.

After a few more minutes of creepy giggling Wesker got control of himself. Giggling was not his preferred method of evil induced laughter, but it was the best he could do with the hangover he had. He cleared his throat and mustered up a rather pathetic evil smile.

"Well, S.T.A.R.S. how are things going after the last tribal council?"

"Just peachy!"

Rebecca's normal enthusiasm was back in full force. To her left Billy was whimpering softly and attempting to hide behind Brad, of all people. Wesker took this whole scene in and finally decided that perhaps he had gone a bit too far with Rebecca's 'Evil Training'. Then again, watching Billy whimper was rather amusing.

"Alrighty then. Today's immunity challenge!"

As usual, whimpers, swearing, and at least the sound of two people fainting followed this loud proclamation. Now this was enough to coax a genuine evil smile out of our hung over host.

"Today is something of an endurance challenge. Both teams are going to be placed in a large room with Lisa Trevor. The last one standing wins immunity for their tribe. The rules are simple. One, you cannot hit Lisa if you do you are out of the game. Two, if you are knocked unconscious or killed you are out of the game. Nemmy, you have to sit this one out. Not only will it make the teams even but I doubt Lisa could really do you any damage. Any questions?"

There was a loud murmur of no, with a few obscenities thrown in for good measure. Wesker's smile broadened and he lead both tribes to a large fabricated room in the middle of the beach, roughly the size of the Spencer Mansion's lobby.

"In you go, have fun!"

Wesker shut the door, then sat down in his usual lawn chair, with his usual allotment of beer, and watched the chaos unfold…

Lisa stumbled into the room from a doorway in the northwest corner of the large room. She glared around at the assembled Survivors, then let out a loud moan before heading straight for Brad. Bread let out a strangled scream before running for the exit. In the process he ran right over Hunk and Marcus. The result of which was total and immediate unconsciousness for the two members of the Umbrella Tribe. As Brad continued to run in circles screaming like a fan girl on crack, Morpheus took this opportunity to remove himself from the game, by attempting to electrocute Lisa.

"Hey…female tyrant thing, that is not allowed, you're out!" Wesker yelled from his perch.

"You said we couldn't hit her…you didn't say anything about electrocuting her!" Morpheus screamed back, stamping it's foot.

"No damage what so ever you idiot!"

Morpheus mumbled a few well place and quickly censored obscenities, picked up Hunk and Marcus, and quickly exited the room. Brad attempted to follow, but was stopped when he ran into Alyssa at a dead run. Both of them hit the ground in a tangle of arms and legs.

"Get off me you moron!" Alyssa then proceeded to beat Brad about the head and shoulders. "Move!"

"Oh God…I'm gonna die!" Brad then broke down crying.

In the meantime, Lisa attempted to hit Carlos in the head. Thinking quickly Carlos grabbed Yoko by the arm and swung her into Lisa's path. There was a sickening thud as Lisa's bound hands hit Yoko in the head. The poor girl crumpled into a heap at Carlos' feet.

"starrsss???" Nemmy looked a bit confused at this display of treachery by the S.T.A.R.S. team.

"Ya well, shit happens." Wesker cracked open another beer, and proceeded to point and laugh at the carnage below him.

Alexia attempted to dodge Lisa, but managed to get nailed in the head when Alfred pushed her back toward the chained woman. This apparent betrayal seemed to infuriate Nemmy to no end. Meanwhile Alyssa and Brad had finally disentangled themselves. Brad then resumed his screaming and running. The tactic was working well, until he ran into a wall and knocked himself out.

"Serves you right!"

Alyssa shouted, waving her fist around widely. In the process of doing so, she clocked Lisa. Who then proceeded to mercilessly beat the poor woman into a small puddle on the floor. After that, she turned her attention to Annette and Alfred. Alfred let out a blood curdling shriek, spun around , and ran right into Carlos.

"Get off me you twit!" Carlos yelled pushing Alfred back toward Lisa.

During this exchange, Annette had made good her escape and was hiding behind Ada. Lisa zeroed in on Alfred and took a swing. Somehow Alfred ducked and Carlos got clocked instead. Alfred took this opportunity to crawl away and hide behind Jill. Lisa made a dive for Ada. Ada sidestepped and Lisa hit Annette by accident, knocking her through the open exit door. Alfred took this opportunity to faint on the spot. Jill was actually quite relieved by this, having him cowering behind her was making her nervous.

"Only one Umbrella tribe member left!" Wesker proclaimed with an evil smile. "I love this job."

"starrsss…"

Lisa then made the single biggest mistake of the day, she targeted Billy. She smacked him up side the head, knocking him into Jill. Both of them hit the floor with a loud thud. Jill's head bounced like a beach ball against the wood floor, knocking her unconscious along with Billy, who was now laying on top of her.

"YOU BEEPING BEEPEDY BEEP BEEEEEEEP!!"

Rebecca yanked off her clothes again, revealing the same skimpy leather outfit from last night and produced the same black leather whip.

"Only I am allowed to kick the beeping hell out of Billy!"

"Holy hell?!"

Wesker leaned forward, trying to get a better look at Rebecca's outfit , and tumbled out of his chair to land in the middle of the room. Rebecca then proceeded to swing her whip around wildly. In a display of pure treacherous and high intellect, Lisa managed to dodge every blow by hiding behind either Ada or Wesker.

"Oww…oww…oww…OWWWW!"

Wesker was hoping around like his ass was on fire, while Rebecca continued trying to beat the hell out of Lisa. Ada too was getting her share of blows. While trying to avoid said blows, she attempted to run past Wesker and got clothes lined by accident. She hit the floor with a sickening thud, unconscious. Rebecca however did not care about that, she was intent on beating the crap out of that Lisa hussy.

"Come back here you tramp!!"

Several more blows hit poor Wesker, who was really getting tired of being beaten by this point. However several observers, not so far off, thought it was funnier than hell.

"Kick his ass Becky!!" Chris shouted, almost falling out of the tree.

"Way to go Becca!!" Leon yelled, from his position several branches above. "Whip him good!!"

"Kick the beeping beepedy beep beep beepedy our of that no good treacherous bastard!!"

Everyone turned to stare at Birkin, who looked like he'd lost his mind. Alex, Claire, and Nicholai slowly inched away from him.

In the meantime, Wesker was now laying on the floor cowering, as was Lisa. Rebecca looked particularly proud of herself.

"Ok, you win, take your sunglasses and get out of here!"

Rebecca snatched the sunglasses out of Wesker's outstretched hand and skipped back to camp, dragging the unconscious Billy behind her.

Next Time on Survivor…

Someone is about to be voted off….

A/N: Alrighty thank you Guy Zumpetta for the Lisa Trevor idea. If no one has ever seen/read Sorcerer Hunters, than Rebecca's little whip antics won't make much sense. For those who have, I think you guys know exactly what I was going for.

Now, who on the Umbrella Tribe has to go? Cast your votes!