A/N: This is written in Billy's POV.

Ch.3: Going to Marysville

Disclaimer- I don't own Resident Evil…damn.

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Are you the angel of death? Lilie's words echoed through my head after she asked them. Though I was shocked, I put my gun away and shook my head.

"Who are you?" Lilie weakly asked me.

"Billy, your brother." I answered.

"I don't have a brother." Lilie weakly told me.

"I'm here to get you out." I told her.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Lilie asked me.

I softly shook my head feeling guilty that I didn't have anything to help her. Even the food in my car that I brought from Newport was gone.

I then felt Rebecca lean towards my ear, whispering that the other S.T.A.R.S. members were heading for a nearby town and that there would definitely be food there for Lilie.

I softly thanked her and picked Lilie up from the ground. I was so surprised about how light she was that I almost dropped her. She felt even lighter as I followed Rebecca out of the prison.

As we ran, Rebecca was shooting her handgun wildly at the zombies that got in our way since I couldn't even grip my gun with Lilie in my arms. We were only two rooms from the exit of the prison when a window broke open and one of those damn Cerberuses crashed in, ready to strike.

Rebecca let out a light scream and aimed her handgun at the dogs. She pulled the trigger, but only a click came out. A look of panic was on her face as she searched her pocket for more bullets, but finding none.

The dogs growled, blood dripping from their mouths. The three dogs started running towards Lilie, Rebecca, and me, their mouths wide open, ready to bite. They never made it.

Three gunshots fired from behind the dogs, causing them to whimper and lay dead in a pool of blood.

Rebecca let out a heavy sigh of relief as she looked in the direction of the gunshots. There, in the doorway, stood a man my age holding a shotgun.

"Rebecca, are you okay?" the man shouted, taking a few steps towards Rebecca, Lilie, and me.

Rebecca nodded her head and smiled, "I'm okay. Thank you, Chris."

The guy, Chris, stared at Lilie and me. "Who are they?" he asked, pointing at us.

"They're friends of mine. I saved them from the prison." Rebecca answered.

"Are they infected?"

"No."

"Then, what's wrong with the girl?"

"She's almost starved. We need to get her some food."

Chris nodded, understanding her. He attempted to remove Lilie from my arms, but I refused to let go of her. He was pissed, but then decided to stop trying to take Lilie from me and motioned for Rebecca, Lilie, and me to follow him.

"We're blowing up this place. There's nothing but infected people and dogs. We could find no survivors and nothing that explained what the Hell happened here." Chris explained.

Rebecca and I nodded and stepped into a helicopter sitting on the ground in front of the infected prison. There were four other men and women sitting in the helicopter, all of which were asking repeatedly if Lilie was okay.

From outside of the helicopter, I saw Chris and a group of people in S.T.A.R.S. uniforms placing a bomb outside of the prison.

After a button was pressed, the people outside ran into the helicopter and slammed the door shut. Chris jumped into the pilot's seat and immediately started taking off.

The prison exploded when the helicopter was a good distance away from it. Neither Lilie nor I were smiling and nobody said anything as we flew back to Raccoon City.

By the time we got there, I was beginning to become even more concerned about Lilie. She felt so much lighter than she did in the prison and she was having problems staying awake.

I carried Lilie out of the helicopter and into a building where a kid two years younger than Lilie sat in a chair. I placed Lilie on a chair behind a table while the kid sat on a chair across the table.

About thirty seconds later, Rebecca and one of the women in the helicopter, Jill, walked into one room and came back carrying plates and plates of food.

The second an empty plate was placed in front of both girls, their gazes towards Jill and Rebecca, silently asking if it was okay to eat.

"Go ahead, Lilie, Sherry." Rebecca told the girls.

I don't know how Lilie was suddenly given the strength to move her arms but in less than a second, she was placing mountains of food onto her plate and quickly eating all that was on her plate before going back for seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths, and even sixths. The younger girl, Sherry, acted the same way but stopped after her fifth helping.

When I was in the Marines, I had met men that were huge and loved eating and if they were at this one spot eating with Lilie, she would definitely out eat them. She just kept eating and eating and eating. I almost thought she'd never stop.

After her tenth helping, Lilie finally finished eating with a smile on her face. She thanked Jill and Rebecca for the food and let out a soft yawn.

I lifted Lilie's body out of the chair, still a little disappointed at how light she was and carried her over to a nearby unoccupied couch. "Go to sleep, Lilie." I told her after she gave me a confused look.

Lilie softly nodded her head, closed her blue eyes, and began to sleep.

I watched her as she slept. I couldn't help it. I hadn't seen Lilie in fourteen years and wanted to watch almost every moment of her.

I explained who I was and who Lilie was and what the two of us were doing in the now exploded prison to the S.T.A.R.S. members.

None of them attempted to arrest me or Lilie and I really didn't know why.

Rebecca had a small two bedroom apartment, which she offered to share with both me and Lilie for a little as long as one of us didn't mind sleeping on the living room couch while the other slept on the bed in the guest room.

I took the offer and followed Rebecca to her car with the sleeping Lilie in my arms. She didn't leave my arms even as Rebecca drove to her apartment.

Rebecca's apartment was about twice the size of my own back in Newport and it smelled at least a hundred times better than my own shit hole apartment.

I offered to give Lilie the bed in the guest room while I slept on the couch in the living room. Rebecca seemed to understand.

Lilie's temporary bedroom was larger than any of the rooms in my apartment. The bed even looked nicer than the one I had.

Carefully, I placed my sleeping sister on top of the bed, noticing that she never even woke up from her sleep, and let her continue on with her business. I stepped out of the room and moved to the living room, where I had a five hour long conversation with Rebecca on what had happened in the year we were separated.

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Lilie slept for four days straight. She slept so long that I honestly thought she wouldn't wake up, but she did.

During the four days, I called my boss back in Newport, requesting another two weeks off from work. I was given the two weeks, but he didn't sound happy about it.

During those four days, Rebecca introduced me to the others that happened to be in the helicopter when Lilie and I escaped the prison: Leon, Chris' sister Claire, and Barry. None of them seemed to hate me and Lilie, both convicts.

I was down at the police station when Lilie woke up from her four day long sleep, but Rebecca was around.

From what Rebecca told me, when Lilie woke up, her strength had been completely recovered and, although she was confused about where she was, she seemed to have no problem finding her way to the living room, where Rebecca sat.

Lilie couldn't remember anything after she ate the huge helpings of food four days before, so Rebecca pretty much had to tell Lilie about her long nap and everything that happened in that time, but no matter what Rebecca said, Lilie refused to believe that I was her brother. In fact, she refused to believe that she even had a brother.

After taking a quick shower, getting a new change of clothes she borrowed from Rebecca, and eating a quick breakfast, Lilie attempted to call her adoptive parents to let them know where she was.

I walked into the house just as Lilie let out a disappointed sigh and hung up the phone. "What's wrong, Lilie?" Rebecca asked her.

"Nobody answered." Lilie answered, letting out another disappointed sigh.

"Why don't you try later?" Rebecca suggested to Lilie.

Lilie softly nodded her head, "Okay."

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Later that day, Lilie was introduced to Leon, Claire, Jill, Barry, Chris, and Sherry. Lilie was quiet, but definitely not shy. I found out that she was a real smart-ass when she started talking back to Chris and Leon and it seriously made me laugh.

Lilie didn't mention anything to any of us about what happened that caused her to be thrown in prison, but nobody brought it up, either. After a while, she again attempted to call her adoptive parents, but got nothing but the sound of a dead phone line.

"No answer." Lilie mumbled.

"Try calling one of your friends." Claire suggested to Lilie.

Lilie nodded and dialed five different numbers. All together, Lilie's five calls lasted about a minute and the scared look on her face showed that the line for each friend was dead. "Nobody answered." She almost whispered.

The whole room was silent until Chris let out a heavy sigh and picked up a set of keys off a table. "I'll drive you home." Chris told her.

"I'm going with you." I told him. Chris nodded in agreement.

"Me too." Jill announced. Chris again nodded.

Before we even left, Leon, Barry, Rebecca, and Claire decided to join up with us, although Chris was not happy about Claire's decision.

Sherry offered to join up, but was almost immediately turned down by both Leon and Claire. She wasn't happy about their decision, but decided not to argue with them.

Before we left, Leon, Chris, Barry, and I placed eight guns and extra ammo into the back of a black van then called Lilie, Rebecca, Jill, Claire, and Sherry into the back of the van before piling inside ourselves and driving off.

Our first stop was Barry's house to drop Sherry off and explain where we were going and why we needed Sherry to stay there to his family. They seemed to understand. We said good-bye to Sherry and drove off to Lilie's hometown, Marysville.

On our way there, I decided to bring up the accident she was arrested for. Bad idea.

Everyone but Chris, who happened to be the one driving, stared at her looking as though they were throwing accusations at her. Lilie was silent and stared at me with an angry look.

We were only a few miles away from Marysville when I asked, "So, did you kill those 23 people and start the explosion?"

Instead of answering me, Lilie turned her gaze towards Chris and commanded, "Stop the van."

Chris sounded startled, "What?"

"You heard me! Stop the van!"

"But we're only five miles from Marysville."

"I don't care! I know my own way there. I'll walk."

"I'm not going to le that happen."

"Dammit! Stop the van!"

"I'm not stopping this van."

"Do it!"

"No!"

Rebecca, by now, had decided to step in, "Tell us the truth. Did you do it?"

Lilie stared at her and shouted, "Fine! You really wanna know? I didn't! I would never ever do anything like that, especially since it involved eight of the best friends I ever had getting killed." She became silent after that, so nobody even tried to bother her.

The car stopped ten minutes later so sharply that Jill, Claire, Rebecca, and Lilie would have fallen forward if Barry, Leon, and I wouldn't have held them back.

"What the Hell?" I started to ask.

"We're here." Chris announced.

Lilie started heading for the door when Chris stopped her.

"Lilie, wait!" Chris nearly shouted.

Lilie stared at him, "What is it?"

Chris grabbed a handgun and handed it to Lilie, "Do you know how to use one of these things?"

Lilie nodded and took the gun.

Everyone else grabbed guns and ran out of the van with Lilie. Before I could ask why Chris handed Lilie the gun, I looked ahead and found out why.

Marysville was completely trashed. Cars were ruined, buildings were gone, and the smell of blood and death was everywhere. Lilie's eyes were wide and full of fear. "No…" Lilie managed to get out.

"This place is infected." Chris muttered.

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A/N: Okay, that's chapter 3. Sorry if you thought it was a little boring, but don't worry. All the fighting really starts in the next chapter. Okay, and I haven't played Resident Evil 3 in years, so I'm not sure exactly what happens to Raccoon City. So, let's just say that if it gotdestroyed in the game that it got rebuilt and if it stays the same, then nothing happens except for all the zombies are gone.R/R if you want, but if you must flame me, then don't be way too bad. This is my first RE fic and I am trying, so give me a break.