When Evil Comes Again

By: Escachick357

Chapter 1: How Everything Began

Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil, or its already made characters. Everything and one else is mine.

A/N: This is a sequel to "The Evil Returns" and is mostly going to star Lilie Coen, Billy's little sister, and a group of six other girls, all but one made up by me. Basically, in this story, seven girls are kidnapped by Wesker, who returns, and are going to be used as experiments. I will include the characters from RE: Zero, 1, 2, and 3, except for Ada. And I know how the Resident Evil games and books (I've read them all) end and what happens, but some things are going to be a little bit different here. This is what's going to be different:

The things in Code Veronica X did happen, but Steve will not be making an appearance because he's dead. After the game, Chris, Claire, Leon, and Sherry went back to Raccoon City to go on with their lives.

Nobody left the country except for the above characters.

Leon never told Claire to go away like what it says happened in the epilogue of RE: 3. She did leave, but she and Leon got together when she came back from Antarctica.

Sherry's epilogue never happened. She was with Leon the entire time.

The couples are going to be Chris and Jill, Leon and Claire, Rebecca and Billy, Lilie and Marc, and a few others when I introduce the other characters

Barry never moved his family to Canada and now lives with them in the new Raccoon City

Since I have played Nemesis for the first time in years and now know who Carlos is, he will be in this story because I think he's cool

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When I was about six years old, my teacher told our class a story of seven young girls who were all different, but had one thing in common. They were captured by an evil man who wanted to use them for some powers they had. He placed the girls in a cold dungeon and tortured them until they agreed to obey his wishes.

Now, nine years later, I feel like one of those girls. I'm sitting here, in a cold, dark cell with six other girls: all of us different, but had one thing in common. All of us has or had someone we loved that was a member of S.T.A.R.S.

With the dim lights, I could see the six other girls. I recognized them all by nicknames I gave them: My best friends the Genius and the tomboy, the ball of energy, the bully, the protector, and the mother. Then there's me, the singing queen. Most of the girls I got along with, but one girl I thought was probably the weirdest person on the planet. We were all the same ages of the girls from the story I was told, but I didn't know why we were taken and I couldn't remember how the story ended. All I, or I should say, we could do was wait for whatever was going to happen.

Wait, maybe I should explain what happened that caused the holding of us girls. My name is Lilie Coen and this is our story…

ONE MONTH EARLIER

BEEP! BEEP! My alarm clock went off early in the morning. I let out a groan as I turned off the alarm clock and climbed out of my bed. I turned on the radio near my bed and slipped into a pair of jeans and a red top. After slipping a headband into my hair, I made my way to the kitchen.

My older brother was already sitting at the table clad in his S.T.A.R.S. uniform, drinking a cup of coffee. He looked at me and pointed at a pan on the kitchen stove. "I made scrambled eggs for breakfast, Lilie."

"You didn't put red and green peppers in it again, did you?"

"Maybe."

I looked into the pan and noticed a mix of red and green in the yellow of the eggs. He put peppers into the eggs again. "Bil-ly!" I groaned.

"Just pick the peppers out." he told me.

"I think I'll just pick up something from the school cafeteria." I started to head for the door of our apartment and almost made it before Billy said rather loudly, "Get your little ass back here and eat."

I knew better than to disobey him. He was twelve years older than me and my only legal guardian. Not to mention that he was a S.T.A.R.S. member. I took a plate, put a pile of eggs on it, and walked back to the kitchen table with them and a fork. It took ten minutes for me to pick out the peppers. By the time I was finished, I had a huge pile of chopped peppers and a small pile of eggs on my plate.

It only took me three minutes to finish my eggs and walk out the front door of my apartment with my backpack slung over my shoulder. My destination: my best friends' houses.

I only walked about ten feet when, from the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of red and brown rushing towards me really fast. I didn't even have any time to dodge the thing before it hit me from the back, causing me to fall forward onto my face.

I heard a gasp and felt someone shake me softly. I opened my eyes and looked at the person. Standing above me was a girl with brown hair, slightly tanned skin, really big green eyes, and was clad in jeans and a red shirt. She didn't say anything.

I stood up and looked down at the girl. I'd seen her before at the high school hanging with a gang of bullies, but I didn't know her name. All I knew about her was from when I saw her. She almost always had a smile on her face and she was almost always laughing and running around. I didn't know her, but I had to say this: God, she was tiny. She couldn't have been any taller than 4'9''.

"What the hell were you doing running into me like that?" I screamed at the smaller girl. She just stared at me. That made me angrier. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I shouted at the girl. The girl took a quick look behind me she said in a quick voice, "Sorry about that." She then ran towards the high school at a quick speed.

I shrugged and continued to my friends' houses. My first stop was my best friend, Sherry Birkin's, house. She was sitting on the doorstep waiting for me. The two of us walked down two houses and waited for our other friends. Mari, Casey, and my boyfriend Marc, came out of the house. Marc walked in between Sherry and me while Mari and Casey walked behind the three of us fighting.

Mari and Casey Bright had to be some of the most interesting friends I've ever had. I had friends that were twins back in Marysville before, but they were nothing like the Bright twins. Mari and Casey, both ten minutes apart (Casey is the elder twin), are almost complete opposites. Whatever one twin likes, the other hates. Casey's hair was brown and spiky while Mari's was shoulder-length auburn. Casey's body didn't have a scratch on it while Mari's torso, stomach, and arms were covered in scars (no, she's not suicidal). The two never got along and almost always fought. Nevertheless, they were still some of the greatest friends I've ever had.

The sun reflected onto the five of us as we walked to school in the cold February weather in Noria, or I should say, the new Raccoon City. About a year and a half or two years ago, the old Raccoon City was destroyed in a zombie outbreak, so they took a neighboring smaller town, and the survivors begged the mayor to change the name to Raccoon City to bring in more popularity and the mayor agreed so the name was changed. As far as I knew, most of the townspeople didn't mind. Others, however, were upset about it.

On our way to the school, we ran into another of our friends, Lucas Brooks. He was more of Marc and Casey's friend than Mari, Sherry, and my friend. I mean, he wasn't a bad person; it's just that he was a complete ladies man. Thank God he hasn't attempted to hit on me and Sherry yet or he would have lost a whole row of teeth by Marc and Casey.

On the way, I explained about the tiny girl that knocked me onto my face. "That little brat had the never to knock me down and didn't even say anything to me or help me up. Then, to top it all off, she ran away from me. What the hell kind of person would do something like that!" I shouted.

Lucas stopped whatever perverted little conversation he was having with Marc and Casey. He turned to me and said in an unusually serious voice, "I know that girl. Don't worry, Lilie she's not really all that bad. She's actually pretty cool once you get to know her." I although I wasn't so sure about the last thing he said.

Finally, we made it to school. In a way that was good, but also in a way it wasn't quite so good. I was again in advanced Choir and was the best one in the class. I made friends with the class pianist: a senior girl named May Caden. May was my friend, but I was envious of her. She was so pretty with her long black hair, violet eyes, and body like a model, but since she was a nice person, I didn't hate her.

Almost every class I had was with either Mari or Sherry. Mari and I had Japanese together while Sherry decided to take a French class. All three of us had the same PE class together. I got along with everyone in PE. Everyone, that is, except for this girl named Hazel Mackenzie. She was rich or something. We weren't friends but we also weren't enemies. She acted as if the world should bow down to her and her boyfriend. Thank God I only had to see her once a day.

My first class was Biology. Actually, my schedule was the same as it was back in Newport…before I was kicked out of Advanced Choir. My biology teacher was Mr. Griffin. He had to be one of the wackiest people I'd ever met. His jokes were always funny. Even the jokes we didn't understand were funny and he called every student by a nickname given by him. My nickname was "Melody" because I loved to sing and music.

Second period was Geometry. I shared that class with Sherry. God, was that girl smart. Her grades last year were so well that the principal of the middle school wanted her to skip the eighth grade and right to the ninth. She didn't even need to take an Algebra class like the other freshmen. She just skipped to Geometry with the sophomores…and the junior and seniors that failed Geometry years before.

Geometry was about as much fun as watching paint dry. My teacher droned on and rarely paid attention to what the other students were doing. Mostly through that class, I passed notes to Sherry while pretending to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. It was just like Study hall back in Newport.

The bell rang and the students barreled out of the Geometry room much to the teacher's disapproval. Nobody really cared, though. As long as they were out of the classroom, the students didn't care how angry or annoyed the teacher got.

Advanced Choir was the only class I didn't have with Sherry or Mari. The only friend I had was May. Amazingly, she didn't sing, but was just there to play the piano. The teacher Mr. McCoulough, was nice and didn't mind that I was the best singer in the class. In fact, he was trying to find a way to get me into the state singing competition.

Despite the fact that I loved singing almost more than anything in the world, after spending fifty minutes of pure singing, I was happy to leave the classroom.

I met Mari, Sherry, Casey, and Marc by the lockers. There weren't enough of the big lockers for everyone to have their own, so two or sometimes even three people had to share one locker. The locker I shared with Sherry was right next to locker #1319, or "The Bright locker" as the other people in the school called it. It was the only locker with a history. Casey told me it one time during lunch:

This school was made almost seventy years ago and this student named Martin Bright was given locker 1319. A year later, his brother and sister were given the locker. The only occupants of locker 1319 were members of the Bright family. Even Casey's father and the twins' older brothers and sister had the locker. Now their brothers graduated, but they share the locker with their senior sister, Courtney. After hearing that story, I had the urge to ask Billy if something in our old hometown had a Coen history. He couldn't remember.

Marc, Casey, Mari, Sherry, and I met Lucas and our group of friends in the cafeteria. In a way we had different personalities, but we were similar in different ways. Sky Leona was honestly the cutest boy in Raccoon High (Marc would kill me if he knew I said that) and constantly got anonymous love letters hidden in his locker, but he had his eyes on someone else, but he never said who.

Adrian McCormick seemed like the perfect match for Mari. He was the funny, but understanding type who would always be there to back up the person he loved. Too bad he was gay. Adrian and Mari would have been so good together.

Our final friend was Hiroko Kudo, a Japanese exchange student. He was only sixteen years old, a junior, and was a track star in Japan. Unfortunately, he said that there was someone here that outruns him: a tiny girl he called "Caden."

He must have been talking about June Caden, May's sister. She was a cheerleader, so I assumed that she was the girl he was talking about. I mean, she was pretty athletic.

Suddenly, I saw the little girl that knocked me over on the way to school. She was sitting with June Caden and her group of friends. She was giggling and eating what looked like a tuna sandwich. Sitting in front of her was a book and paper. As she laughed and ate, she wrote on the paper. I looked over at Sky and noticed that he was looking at June's table with a little smile on his face.

Hazel and two taller boys walked up to June and the girl's table and started speaking to the two. Both girls started talking back. Hazel took the girls' paper and began to crumple it up. Both girls shouted, "HEY!" at her.

From the other side of the cafeteria, May stood up and walked to June's table. Sky walked over, too. I heard May say loudly, "Hey! I told you a hundred times, Hazel! Stop picking on my little sisters!"

Little sisters? The three don't even look alike. They all have different hair and eye colors. How would they be sisters? I thought. I saw Sky speaking at the two guys. I couldn't hear his words, but after a few minutes, Hazel and her two friends walked away. Sky and May went back to their own tables.

The little girl stared at me again and gave me a huge smile. Despite what Lucas told me earlier, she still seemed extremely weird. She kept smiling at me, but wouldn't come over. Her weirdness was probably why she was staring at me with a smile on her face and not speaking. I wanted to say that out loud, but I didn't want to anger Lucas, so I didn't say anything.

Our group of friends forgot what happened and got into a conversation about what happened with the Y2K and how it seemed like a complete hoax somebody made up just for attention. The started of the conversation made Mari, Sherry, Casey, Marc, and me crack up. Billy, Leon, Claire, and Mari's twenty-two year old brother Matt were S.T.A.R.S. members and for some reason, all S.T.A.R.S. members were ordered to stay together to help the city when it went crazy after all the computers crashed.

The S.T.A.R.S. members brought their families and jammed them into the police station. The younger family members sat around eating chips and drinking soda, waiting for everything to happen. Midnight came and the only thing that happened was that Barry's daughters, Moira and Polly, who were eight and six, fell asleep leaning against me and Sherry. Ten minutes after midnight, Chris turned on a computer and Jill turned on a TV. Nothing happened. Everyone, though annoyed, laughed about that experience and went home.

The lunch bell rang, indicating that we had five minutes to go to our lockers, get out books, and make it to our next class before the bell rang again. Our table quickly filed out of the cafeteria and to the locker bay.

Casey, Mari, Sherry, and I opened our lockers. Three folded up papers sealed with wax fell out. Mari, Sherry, and I picked up the papers and looked at the papers. Written in neat handwriting were our full names. Mari's said "Marianna Elizabeth Bright." Sherry's said "Sheryl Lynn Birkin." Mine said "Liliean Sara Coen."

I opened my letter and my eyes widened. It was a letter from the man I thought was killed after I slammed him through a wall back in Marysville:

Hello, Lilie.

I'm sure you remember me after you slammed me through a wall with a spear. Now, I'm going to give you something back in return for attempting to kill me. You won't know when or what will happen, but when it does happen, I'll make sure you enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed you stabbing me with a spear and throwing me at a wall.

I'll be seeing you again soon, Lilie.

-Albert Wesker

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A/N: Okay, this is the first chapter of the sequel. I know this chapter wasn't all that exciting, but soon all the action stuff will happen and most of the characters I mentioned in this story will have a big part later on in the story.