Barry began marching back towards the police station with Ryan behind him tow. Ryan carried the M16 in his hands covering Barry's back. The only thing that worried both of them was that thing showing back up and going after both of them. Ryan followed Barry back to the police station; they even went through the very large hole in the wall that led outside. Barry looked back at Ryan who was making sure the area was clean of infestation. Barry reached his hand out to touch the boy's shoulder and a flash back would stop him in his tracks. The memory went back to the mansion of Wesker turning towards him with his sunglasses pulled down looking at Barry with those uncaring green eyes. Barry shook his head for a moment taking the hand he was going to lay on Ryan's shoulder then started rubbing his eyes.

Ryan: " You ok Mr. Burton."

Barry: " Yeah just thought you looked like someone else for a moment."

Ryan: " Like who?"

Barry: " Don't worry about kid. The person I thought you looked like is probably zombie chow by now."

Ryan: " Oh. So since we here at the police station did you want to know anything else about me?"

Barry: " Yeah I would like to know your last name kid?"

Ryan: " Oh that. My last name is Wesker."

Barry: " …Your last name is Wesker? Your name is Ryan Wesker? You wouldn't happen to be related to Albert Q. Wesker?"

Ryan: " Yeah he is my father…. Is there something wrong with me being related to my father?"

Barry: " You do know your father was a traitorous bastard right? Plus he killed all of Bravo and most of Alpha team right?"

Ryan: " Yeah I know what happened back at Spencer Mansion."

Barry: " How do you know what happened there?"

Ryan: " One of my father's old friends called me day after you and the rest of Alpha Team came back. He told me a lot over the phone but what spooked me the most was that I kept receiving letters in my locker, in my mail box. Even one day I found a large brown envelope on the porch when I was heading for school."

Barry: " So someone is entrusting you to get the information about this out to the world huh?"

Ryan: " That or they thought I was just like my father and would sell it to the highest bidder."

Barry: " Would you do that?"

Ryan: " What betray everyone I know and love just for power and money. FUCK THAT! I would rather get the information to someone who could use it to take the company down who let this happen."

Barry would just let out a small grin towards Ryan, as he would mess his straightly combed back hair. Ryan grunted a little as he moved away from Barry pulling his pocket comb out and fixed his hair back the way it was suppose to be. Barry shook his head as he began stomping up the stairs with Ryan now finally following him up as well. Ryan kept hearing noises coming from second floor hallway it sounded like clicking of nails against the floor and ceiling. Ryan tapped Barry on the shoulder and pointed towards the door they were heading for. As soon as it got quite Barry heard the tapping as well. He looked over to Ryan as he pulled his colt python out and started heading over to the door.

Ryan: " Hey Barry don't you think maybe we should look for some stronger weapons?"

Barry halted in his tracks and looked over to Ryan: " Yeah I guess your right kid. But where would we find something stronger then what we got?"

Ryan: " What about the armory?"

Barry let out a small chuckle: " Ryan listen the armory would be barren right about now. With everything that happened I am sure the other Raccoon City Police Officers have taken everything right about now."

Ryan: " It wouldn't hurt to try Barry. Maybe they missed some of the weapons and ammo down there."

Barry stood their moment thinking then he looked up at Ryan: " You know what kid maybe your right. Let's go ahead and go look. Maybe they did leave something behind. Heck maybe we might even find some files or something we could add to what you got with you."

Barry and Ryan both began their long journey to basement maybe hoping they would find something bigger then the guns they had. Especially if they came across the large undead giant that was after them. While they fought off zombie police officers heading to the armory Ryan began thinking to himself that maybe his father was still alive. But he knew if Barry was still alive his father wasn't, something kept eating at him about his father's survival rate of that bomb blast back at the mansion. He didn't know why he kept getting a feeling about his father Albert Wesker. As they reached the armory the hordes of zombies were becoming thicker. It was also apparent that the zombies they were fighting also were had armor and weapons on them. When they stepped inside of the armory they came across four zombie officers carrying two M1100P and two MP5A3 among them. Barry pushed Ryan to the aside just as the officers opened fired on them. Barry held up one finger to Ryan. Then he gave Ryan a look of asking him to pop some shots off into the zombies heads because it looked like the undead sexless creatures were wearing lv.2 armor. Ryan gave Barry a small nod, as he would kneel down onto one knee setting the M-16 to single shot. He used his practice technique his father drilled into him everyday after school. He took a small movement towards the doorway as he aimed once to make sure he had the shot. Then he took cover when he got shot at by one of the undead officers that was carrying an MP5A3. Ryan shook off what almost happened to him, anymore lingering in the doorway and his head would have been blown off. Ryan took his position again, aimed for the one that fired at him. He squeezed the now sweetie trigger a couple of times listening to the singing of the bullets right before they would splat the sexless creature's head.

Barry: "Nice shot kid. Who taught how to fire like that?"

Ryan: "Father drilled it into me everyday after school when he wasn't working."

Barry: "Didn't your mother disapprove of that?"

Ryan: "My mother is dead…"

Barry: "Oh, I'm sorry kid."

Ryan: "Yeah, I know. I get that every time I say it. It gets a little annoying from time to time. But I just say thank you and go on like nothing has happened to me."