Plans for retribution and a wheelchair.

Whoops! Almost forgot to put this in for a second since I was in such a rush to post this chapter up on Sunday… Four reviews! Wow… that the most I ever got for the first chapter off any of my stories. Anyway, enough of me talking, on with the story!

Disclaimer: no I don't own resident evil or any over products related to it, sadly.

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Alexia stifled a drawn-out yawn as Lewis Carter, umbrella's profit manager droned on and on about how they where losing money in the new market. The Ashford twins where currently in a board meeting in the Paris factuality with the umbrella executives after having escaped from Antarctica 3 weeks ago. They had quite an interesting arrival committee when they came here… very embarrassing as well.

Alfred didn't look any better from his side of the table to. His eyes were unfocused and bleary, at least he looked better when they had arrived at the French factuality. His red overcoat had been caked with dried up blood and had multiple holes in it. And as for herself… well let's just say a biohazard isn't the most sociable and comfortable article of clothing to wear these days.

The board consisted of 5 people, plus themselves. She was umbrellas newly appointed head scientist while Alfred was the head of weapons department since the old one's had mysteriously disappeared before their arrival. Lewis was the head of finance, Richard Kalm head of the information communication technology. Marie Christie the employee union leader. Mark Atone product manager and the president, the only survivor of the founders of umbrella itself, Ozwarld Spencer. Turns out he didn't die in his precious mansion like she had originally thought…

Much to Alexia surprise and dismay when they had landed he had greeted him in his wheelchair and they found out that he had left his mansion a few weeks before the outbreak. Let's just say that after their Grandfather Edward had died he had tried a hostile take over of umbrella. It was fortunate that their father had miraculously managed to stop him and they er… hadn't been on the best of terms since.

Lewis wore a lime green business suit with squeaky black shoes and he was completely bold apart from a few greying hairs. Moonlight that was streaming in from the window in the back of the room was shinning on his bold forehead, somehow making it look like he polished it recently. He had dull brown eyes and he looked like he was in his mid 50's, late 40's perhaps?

Marie wore a pure white dress with stiletto black high heels to match her long jet-black hair and sharp aqua blue eyes. She looked about 35 in Alexia and Alfred's eyes.

Mark just wore a dark blue suit with black shoes and had brown hair with deep jade green eyes.

Now as for Richard Kalm, at least Alexia had some respect for him. He had worked his way to the top at an early age just like her and hadn't taken at least 20 years to get there. He had jet-black hair with deep blue eyes and was wearing a 3-piece business suit with squeaky black shoes.

Spencer in the two Ashford's eyes looked horrible! The suit he wore looked like he had left in it a closet for 30 years and had been half eaten by moths! It was complety grey with a few spots of black in random places on it, making it look like it had been originally black. He looked like he had brought his shoes 40 years ago for walking about in the woods around his mansion when he could have moved on his own two feet. His face resembled a wrinkled prune that had been left out in the sun for to long and there a huge Cuban cigar sticking out of his mouth. Personally Alexia hated any one who smoked, the whole thing disgusted her. It was a good thing Alfred hadn't taken it up while she had been asleep over wise she would have given him something to really worry about…

The twins wore what they normally would, Alfred a red overcoat and grey trousers. Alexia her normal dark purple dress. They even had replicas of there old proof's.

"… And we have lost a total of 7 million dollars in the latest months with the destruction the labs in Racoon City." Lewis said as Alexia came back to reality with a bump. "Now, does anyone have any suggestions to save money?"

"We could stop the product of the T-virus." Alfred put in as everyone looked in his direction. "We seem to lose every base with it stored in. and we could always focus on the production of the G and progenitor viruses."

"Hmmm…" Lewis looked at him, doubtful. "Perhaps… anyway, does anyone have any suggestions on what weapons we could cut out from the budget?"

"The AKA-47, bow gun and any type of handgun." Alexia said quickly as everyone looked at her in surprise. "The AKA-47 is to weak, I watched Chris go against with a hunter, it stunned it partially but it barely had any effect on it. The bow gun itself is beyond weak unless you add some kind of explosive firepower with it and even then it's accuracy is really low unless in expert hands.

"And the handgun?"

"Do you really see a solider going against a hunter, licker or bandersnatch and win with just mere handgun Mark?" she asked, eyeing Mark in disbelief.

"Erm… no not really." He answered while shifting in his seat uncomfortably. "So what weapon should our soldiers carry around with them?"

"Shotgun." Spencer put in before anyone else could. "Three shots can kill a hunter and knock anything off its feet."

"Sniper Rifle." Marie said absent-mindedly. "For long range attacks."

"Sub-machine guns." Alfred said quietly, wincing while spitefully remember being shot by Steve. How would feel if you got basically shot to death by some red haired punk?

"Magnum." Alexia said finally. "It can replace a handgun damaged level by 300. And I've had a first hand experience with what that gun can do."

"Right." Lewis mumbled as he writ all the names down on a piece of paper. "Now does anyone else have any subjects they want to bring up?"

"Yes. What was the company that attack Rocketford?" Alexia asked as Lewis, Mark and Marie shifted in the seats uncomfortably. She had been to busy with other matters to have asked before, and besides she had never been offered the chance as well before.

"We where wondering when you would ask that. The Harvard Chemical Foundation (I think it's that.) or HCF for short is the one responsible for the attack. Led by one commander Albert Wesker, previously thought deceased." Richard explained like he had memorised the entire report of the attack. Alexia just grunted impatiently though. She basically knew all this apart from the fact that HCF where the one's responsible for the attack… "We also have some good news and bad news about the attack as well."

"The good news?" Spencer asked with a bored expression written over his shrivelled face.

"We where able to trace where the planes landed after the attack." Every member looked at him in surprise, apparently he hadn't told them this news yet. "The bad news is that we got the United States government watching over our us 24/7 after what happened in racoon and we can't afford one slip up, especially one this big."

"So what are you suggesting? We wait for them to attack us again like a clueless dog?" Alexia asked as Richard shook his head in response.

"I didn't say that. In fact I…

"We." Spencer interrupted while shooting Richard a dangerous look.

"…We have already have a solution to that problem." Richard mumbled quietly while shifting uncomfortably under Spencer piercing glare. He had learned long ago when dealing with him you had to tread carefully over wise you could end up a genetic experiment. He didn't want to suffer like George Robins, his predecessor had… "Unfortunately it will take a couple of days for the information department to gather up the right equipment and staff needed for the attack."

"So what do we do till then?" Alexia asked impatiently.

"I don't know. Whatever you want to." he said as he stood and began to walk out of the boardroom. "Now if you excuse me I have important work to finish off."

"At 10 in the night?" Alfred asked in confusion as Marie and Mark stood up and began to leave as well.

"We are proper executives, and have proper full time jobs, unlike a certain brother and sister." Marie says while smirking at the twins as Richard left the room.

"She's got a point you know." Mark added in at the sight of the look on Alexia face.

"Well I've had enough gabble for one day, let us go brother." Alexia said as she slowly stood up and began to head towards the door as Alfred nodded in response and got up. "Oh! Before I forget, where is the surveillance room Spencer?" she suddenly asked while turning around to face him.

"Down the corridor and third door to the right, why?" Spencer asked with his left eyebrow raised as Alexia turned.

"Let's just say I've got some got some 'friends' I need to find out about." Alexia mumbled in response as she left Lewis and Spencer in a confused silence and began to stride down a cold grey metallic corridor.

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Chris let out an agitated sigh, barely recognisable over all the shouting going on. The remaining S.T.A.R.S. where having an meeting about what there next move was. After getting back from Antarctica with Claire he somehow had managed to keep in contact with Rebecca with the help of Leon and his friend, Ark. Barry would have been here but he went back for Jill and he hadn't seen him since. Also Rebecca had somehow bumped into Kevin Raymond somewhere in Europe and he was here as well.

"Man this is really bad, as long as umbrella exists the world itself is endanger!" Chris managed to catch Leon shout over the noise.

"Will you stop being such a worry wart Leon? It's not like their going to kill off all their buyers are they?" Claire questioned him while trying to calm everyone down.

"They destroyed racoon without a second thought didn't they Claire?" Leon asked her in response.

"That's because it was already lost to them numnuts!" Claire said while letting out a sigh of frustration.

"Personally I'm more concerned about Wesker guys. I mean he is now a blasted superhuman now!" Chris grumbled while rubbing a bruise on the top of his head, Curtsey of their ex-captain … wait a moment, he hit on the left side of his head. That was one he got from Lisa Trevor when she had bashed him over the head in that old house…

"We'll worry about him later Chris, right now we need to know what to do next." Claire said as she finally managed to get everyone there to be quiet.

"What about launching an attack on the Paris umbrella factuality?" Kevin suggestion as Claire shook her head in response.

"No that wouldn't work. Their defences are to high and the only way we could destroy it completely if we release the T-virus and that's the least thing we want to do." Claire explained while the memory of being captured came painfully into her mind.

"What about all the strange reports of monsters coming from Siberia?" Rebecca chipped in. "It might be best to check it out before something serious happens out there."

"Isn't that somewhere in central Russia?" Leon asked, having finished his conversation with Ark.

"Yes it is Leon. Anyway I think we should check it out just in case it is something bad. Chris said as everyone nodded in agreement while Claire started to snigger at something. "eh?"

"You just can't seem to get enough of the cold can you Chris?" Claire asked while sniggered uncontrollably.

"Yeah, you got that right. I love the cold as much as I love Wesker." Chris said sarcastically then turned to the now sniggering group. "Anyway, enough playing around! We need to start preparing to leave soon." He said to the 5 others as they got up and left the room quietly.

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One word could describe Simon Green, bored. Bored beyond his mind. How come he had been the one stuck having monitor umbrella from the inside? Curse the Captain! He'd been stuck with monitoring duties all evening and he only thing interesting thing that had happened was when someone fell down the basement stairs. Yes it was that bad. But then again work was surposed to be boring wasn't it? Especially monitoring duty during evening shift. But that all changed when…

"You there!"

He winced at the pitch of the owner voice. It was horrible! It sounded like the owner had swallowed a whole tank of helium! Who could own such a horrible voice!… Oh it was Alfred Ashford, figures. "Yes sir?"

"We want to watch all of the outbreaks recordings, now!" he snapped while looking at him suspiciously. He could have sworn he saw that man wince when he spoke.

"Yes sir." He mumbled while setting up the video. He was to tired to really care what the two insane twins where up to now. He shift would be over soon and he would be in his nice warm, quiet bed. No insane Ashford's there… Hopefully.

"Excellent." Alexia mumbled as she sat down and began to watch the chaos unfold. She had been to busy dealing with Spencer and all his questions before, but now she could.

The main door to the Arkerlay mansion was flung open and in stepped Chris, Wesker and some girl clad in blue tunic…

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