a whole new horrifing experience...

er...sorry about the delay, the computer hardrive went halfway through so i had to rewrite the first half again... seriously though, seven bloody weeks...

Disclaimer: the resident evil series belongs to capcom, not me and i am doing this all out of my personal intrest, not to gain money… how many times am i going to have to say this?

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A deathly silence spread throughout the air of the entrance hall of the base, to put it plainly it was a disaster area. Bullets holes riddled the walls. The floor was bathed in blood and debris from the walls while the main atrium was in ruins and the map stand was standing no longer. Nothing was moving and no there was no sign of human life anywhere, save the single greying hand poking out from the corridor leading the military fraction of the base, which could just been seen in the red light which bathed the place.

Suddenly the silence was broken by the sound of the double doors that lead to the outside swishing open and the heavy panting of several people, followed by several gasps at the destruction that surrounded them.

"geez, looks like we missed one hell of a party!" the one named Kevin exclaimed loudly while bending over to catch his remainingbreath.

"Yeah and by the looks of it was a good thing to." Chris mumbled in response while sniffing the air and gagged. it wasn't as bad as the smell in the Spencer mansion that had hit him like a wall, no, it only vaguely resembled that horrible smell. It was thankful only half as bad and it smelled like a combination between the dreaded T-virus and something else had hadn't smelled before and he couldn't possibly describe... "Okay I'm looking for suggestion on where to go, anyone up?"

Claire got into what Chris knew was her thinking pose. "Well I surpose we could always try the outside again and risked being shot at like before." She got a response almost immediately, not from anyone from the group but from the forest itself. A weird kind of moan followed by a loud clear howl rang out from somewhere deep in the forest, making everyone apart from Chris jump while he paled slightly. It was so similar to the one he had heard when he had been messing about with the wind chimes in the Spencer mansion that he could tell what it was: the forest warning, keep out. This time however he wasn't going to foolishly press on to just avoid getting soaked and possibly eaten by an imaginary creature in the damned section leading to the waterfall. "What was that?"

"No, defiantly not." Chris said quickly to Claire suggestion while shaking his head. Poor Leon and Ark… "I guess where stuck here until we find some kind of transport or something…"

"Don't you think we should check what weaponry we got first Chris?" Rebecca asked him while raising her eyebrow. "If this is anything like the other umbrella installations then where defiantly going to need some kind of weaponry."

"Yeah I guess your right." Kevin mumbled in response as he tore the lid of the container he had managed to grab before the jeep was destroyed and began to rifle through it. "… let's see what we got here… Only one lousy first aid spray?" he pulled out a white and green bottle while dropping the box and spilling it contents all over the floor, which was completely paper apart from the bottle which Kevin was now staring at intensely. "… Oh well, I guess It's better than nothing and I do have my favourite handgun along with some ammunition for it along with that knife I got from Barry…"

Another lid hit the floor as Rebecca opened up her cardboard box. "… A grenade launcher…" her face remained neutral even though her eyes told a different story at the darkened look which had flashed across Kevin face momentarily. "That will go nicely with my handgun and survival knife."

Claire, feeling left out partially decided to join in stating there weapons names. "Machine-guns and a knife." At the surprised looks on everyone face she pulled out two identical semi-automatic machine guns, which had been dangling by her sides, unnoticed until now. "I found them lying on the ground just after Leon and Ark was sent flying from the jeep."

Chris quickly tore the lid of his shoe box… (What? he was low on money at the time and he needed new foot wear after all that running about in code veronica.) "Let's see… Observation notes… Crimson head report… something about T-veronica… bingo!" he lifted out the magnum he had used against Alexia herself carefully out the box along with some ammunition for it and put them both into his side pack, while pulling out his glock.

"Is that everyone?" all he got was a few nods in response. "well then…" he walked into the centre of the hall. "… Let's go, gah!" was all he managed to shout out as his eyes widened and something leapt around from the corridor and onto him.

Milky white eyes stared at him with a uncontrollable hunger just lurking below the surface. It's skin was a rotting grey and was already beginning to peel off with a large amount of black hair which the virus hadn't effected, which was strange considering what it did to the rest of the hosts body. The odour coming from behind it's yellowing teeth alone was so overpower that Chris felt physically sick and was going to puke if any second if he didn't get away from it since it was so close that they where almost kissing, definitely something that wasn't on Chris 'to do' list.

Fortunately the struggle was only brief and the, thankful female zombie didn't have any time to infect him since a huge chunk of it's head was almost blown off when Kevin shot it with his deadly aim, making it fall limp in his hands and Chris threw it to the ground while clutching his stomach.

"Oh my god…" he mumbled quietly while starring down the corridor which the zombie had jumped out from. It was littered with dead bodies which where now starting to get up with the sudden amount of noise that they had been making and where all wearing even dark black combat uniforms or snow white uniforms, the one which had tackled him had been wearing white. Several groans from behind him made Chris twirl around spot even more zombies behind him in the other corridor, he did a quick head count. "5… 10… 15… 20! What happened here?" and that was only the zombies from behind him.

There was no other choice, they had to get out of there and quick. Quickly, and without time to consider anything else, he dashed upwards towards a pair of stairs leading up while taking a few shots at the zombies closest to him as he began to climb the stairs. He could hear someone else following him as they began to climb the stairs, let's just say that it was a long ascent upwards. Gasping for air, he bent over as he looked over to see that his companion was Claire while gunshots could be heard from downstairs, closely followed by the sound of a door slamming shut.

"Chris! We left Rebecca and Kevin behind!" Claire exclaimed frantically as Chris closed his eyes momentarily while listening carefully to the zombie moans, that seemed to be coming closer, must be following them up the stairs...

"We can't go back for them now Claire, besides they can handle themselves perfectly fine Claire but right now we've got to move." He told her while gesturing down the staircase as she hurriedly agreed with Chris logic, while he took in the details of the second floor.

The second floor landing was not as bad as the one they just came from but it was still a mess. It was a long corridor leading to anouther set of sliding doors at the end and 3 other doors where placed in the centre: the first was a two huge steel doors which the small round windows that had been steamed up and covered in ice, a wooden door that had been flung nearly of it's hinges and anouther staircase leading upwards. More bodies littered the floor in odd places of the long corridor and this time all of them weren't even human.

Carefully stepping over the bodies on the floor he approached the set of double doors that was covered with ice, grabbed hold of the handle on the left door and broke it off with one pull. He just shook his head while starring at the broken handle in his hands as he tried the door on the over side, it would take something with a lot of strength to open this door…

Monitors lined this room in mass, most of them where a mass of flickering gray and black lines apart from a few and the top one which read "level 5 security breach, all employee's evacuate." Their where only a few camera which hadn't been destroyed around the base and all of them showed no signs of life in them, well human anyway… one showed a hanger completely destroyed and on fire, the corridor of the first floor, a massive greenhouse somewhere, a lakeside, an underground cavern and… hey, there where people in this one, a lot of people.

In it was a clearing in the woods with a massive dark blue chorno helicopter surrounded by people all wearing snow-white uniforms. On the side of the helicopter was the symbol of an eagle and a dragon entwined around a halberd and rearing back to attack each over with illegible writing below it. The cargo door was open and standing on it was three individuals, two of them where arguing with each over while the other was standing next to them just listening in. The first was wearing one of the white uniforms and his face greatly resembled that of a cats. He had a lot of greasy brown hair and was listening patiently to his to companions.

The second was of an old man wearing completely green arguing furiously with his companion, obviously an old general. The third was wearing the same white uniform, silvery blond hair, icy blue eyes with a pale face, yet that didn't suggest that he needed to go out in the sun more. Seconds later he promptly stormed off while muttering while the one with brown hair following close behind, leaving the general frowning slightly.

"Chris…" Claire tapped him on the shoulder making him look back to the staircase where the zombies had now reached the top. Seeing him, the one in the lead raised it's arms hungrily at the sight of him but was shot in the head by his glock. However, instead of just falling forwards or just collapsing backwards a strange effect happened, it was sent sailing backwards down the stairs onto the other zombies, creating a sort of domino effect with them leaving Chris and Claire in a stunned silence.

"I didn't know it possessed that kind of power…" Chris mumbled in awe after a few seconds while starring at his glock in surprise while ignoring the sounds of the zombies groaning in surprise as they crashed down the stairs. "We'd better go before they get back up here, Claire." She nodded as they began to head down the corridor while carefully stepping over the dead bodies on the floor and froze when something staggered up slowly from the floor.

Whatever it was it certainly wasn't human that was for sure. It was drenched in a dark blood, bullet holes rittled it's body and bones where sticking out of it's chest cavity. What parts that weren't covered in blood was adark greencolour and scaly like a reptilian while two massive claws now hung limply by it's side. It's back hunched as it let out a loud and shrill shriek as Claire opened fire on it, kneeled over and collapsed to the floor again, never to rise again. The remains of a hunter...

Several groans from behind them made them turn around to see while this had happened the zombies had gotten up the stairs again and where looking at them with hungry and what looked like slightly narrowed eyes. Then they did something that Chris probably would havethought only acrimson head could do: the first one knelt down and charged at them like a wild boor. Chris and Claire took one look at each over and ran the other way.

Out of the corner of his eye Chris looked back at the mob of zombies charging after them as he leapt over a rising body and passed a rising staircase towards a large pair of sliding doors. "geez, an angry zombie mob, that's original. And since when have zombies been able to run? This can't possibly be a normal T-virus infe… ah damn." Both of them stopped dead in their tracks as the door swung open to reveal a broken catwalk leading to a cave in a large face of rock surrounded by trees and water.

Okay by the looks of it they had two options, either try to blast the zombies with there limited amount of ammo which was definitely suicide or jump into the lake, another very bad move on their part. They probably would be able to survive the fall, it was that he had noticed several dorsal fins sticking out of the water and judging by how this factuality looked a lot like an umbrella installation they probably weren't dolphins down there. He really couldn't see any way out of this…

"Chris, look!" Claire pointed to a crumbling ledge by the edge of the destroyed catwalk, leading of to god only knows where. It didn't look the most stable thing he had ever seen, however it didn't look like it was going to collapse any time soon. So, taking there chances, Chris grabbed Claire hand, rushed over to a gapping hole in the side of the catwalk wall and placed a firm hand of the wall as the zombies passed the last door. The first thing he noticed that it was freezing, as he pressed his body against the wall and began to edge away from the catwalk, which the zombies had now reached and where looking down almost nervously at the drop below.

As they edged around a corner of the building and out of sight of the zombies, a building zoomed in and Chris could hear a weird nearly inaudible sound coming from somewhere. The building was rather tall and was made out of a greying white stone work and a long foot bridge led to the upper level. He had no clue where the sounds where coming from until a slightly pale faced Claire pointed upwards towards some of the most disgusting things he had ever seen and there where five of them.

It was partly covered in a weird armour and the parts that weren't looked like it's first layer of out skin had been ripped off, along with claws which where digging into the side of the wall. It brain was fully exposed for everyone to see, it had no eye holes as far as Chris could see and it had a long tongue sticking out as if it was tasting the air for something. So these where the infamous Lickers Leon had told him about how one had broken through a sky light and scared him half to death… somehow he thought it would have been even uglier from how Leon had ranted on about it.

From the little useful pieces Chris had managed to pick up from Claire and Leon lickers had a very good sense of smell, thank god they were upwind to the damn things so they couldn't smell them. Without thinking this over, he shuffled forward and saw the Lickers tongue point into there direction while drooling unnatural amounts of silver as Claire put her mouth to his ear and whispered very quietly, while glaring at him a little.

"Chris, Lickers have a very good sense of smell and hearing." Oops. Despite her best efforts to not get noticed the lickers heard this as well and reared back into an attack position and was about to leap when all of stopped dead while tilting their heads in the direction of the footbridge. Both of them pressed ahead while they where distracted and heard a door sliding open along with the sound of someone… singing? No, it sounded was someone humming something very loudly.

While they where quickly approaching the catwalk they managed to catch a glimpse at what was making the sound. A figure of a women was crossing it absent mindley while humming something he couldn't make out quite right even though it sound eerily familiar. She had sleek long brown hair with misty blue eyes and a pale face. She wore one of the white uniforms he had seen some of the zombies wearing which was based on a white overcoat and plain white trousers with black combat shoes. As they edged closer to a it they managed to catch what she was humming. It was soft sad melody they had only heard once before and froze their blood instantly.

"… Their once was a friendly but naïve king who met a very nasty queen. The king was loved, but the queen was feared. Til one day, strolling in his court, a…" she stopped in her tracks while frowning as both Redfeilds ducked into a crack into wall while sweating coldly. "How did the rest of it go?… I need to ask him how it goes again… hum?." A beeping sound was being emitted from an earpiece. "What is it?… come back? But I was going to check out the resting tower like the commander ordered… ugh, fine!" with that she stormed back where she came from while muttering something about idiotic generals as Chris leapt out of the crack and through a window, with Claire close behind while the Lickers screeched in alarm at the sudden amount of noise. Good thing to as well overwise she might have come back to investigate the noise, whoever she was.

"Who was that?" Claire asked him as he helped through the broken window and just in time to as one of the licker's went sailing though the window after her.

"I honestly have no clue but I get the feeling it's got something to do with this whole mess." He managed to gasp out, just before he dashed through the door that the girl had been wanted to go though by pressing a red button by the side of it. But not before he caught sight of some of the zombie now edging along the ledge after them and added just before the door slid shut after them: "Boy, those guys really don't know when to give up, do they?"

They had run into another corridor however, this one was a lot different from the main corridor in the main section of the base. It was all in a pure white marble stonework with a carpet leading to a staircase and an elevator at the other end of the room with a few doors in the wall with golden plates on each of them. Surprisingly, there where no bodies on the floor like the battle hadn't taken place here.

Not really bothering to look at the nameplate, Chris stepped through the closest door to him which had a combination lock on it but had been left ajar. The furniture was really only a bed which wasneatly made with foldedwhite sheets while a huge dresser stood in the corner of the roomand a desk stood right by it and looked like it hadn't been used for a while. The room had an air of neglect, and looked like it hadn't been used in other a week at least, judging by all the dust on the floor. There where multiple picture frames hanging on the walls however all it took was one of them made Chris blood freeze. Three rows of people, either kneeling or standing, mainly men, all holding some kind of firearm with the S.T.A.R.S symbol on there uniform. It was the photograph taken a few days before bravo team flew off and for most of them to never return… this had to be Wesker's room.

"… Is that what I think it is?" Claire asked while eyeing the photograph with reconision since she had seen a copy of it in the STARS office.

"Yes it is." Chris basically whispered while taking the photograph off its hook and examined it closely. It didn't have any marks on it at all and he couldn't see any holes in the member's bodies, which surprised him, since he kind of expected Wesker to have at least put a bullet or knife through his head in the picture. Then carefully he folded it up and placed it in his pocket since there had only been too copies made while Claire picked up a piece of paper on the desk.

"What's this? Order for transportation?" She read aloud while Chris read what was on it from over her shoulder.

Addressed to the head of military of the Siberian HCF instalment, alone.

We have accepted you're request for a transfer from the Siberian base to the one in America, Newyork. The date for transfer is March 13th 12 O'clock noon sharp, don't be late.

Signed:

Trevor Ridgeway, head of Newyork department of the HCF instalment.

As he finished reading this Chris heart was racing a mile a minute. March 13th, that was just a few days ago… Wesker wasn't here… both sighed in relief after reading this, a base full zombies was enough trouble already without Wesker to add to the list of problems. Now all he had to do was find out what this HCF generally did apart from attack rival companies and he would be golden.

Looking up Chris caught sight of the ex-captains wardrobe and headed towards it while Claire began to open the compartments to his desk. Perhaps wesker had left something useful in them, probaly not knowing their old captain. However this wasn't the case when he literally threw the doors open and to his surprise it was stocked like he hadn't left at all.

"Let's see… suit and tie… hair gel…stars costume… what the?" he had picked up a pair of sunglasses with the label: experimental, exploding sunglasses. When in use make sure to look away from them to avoid temporary blindness. "… Interesting. I think I'll keep this for later." The rest of the things in there was just clothing and a couple of spare sunglasses. Disgruntled, Chris turned around just in time to see Claire pull out a small dark blue book with a photograph on it.

"What have you got their Claire?" (… Did I just make a rhyme?) The only response he got was her passing over the picture to him while she began to examine the small blue book.

The picture had about six people standing in the main hall of the Spencer estate and it looked very old. In the top of the picture there was a balding old man in a grey business suit. In the centre stood another old man in a tweed blue outfit with a lion Cain, Spencer and to his right stood a man in his thirties while wearing an outfit like Alfred had only blue, Alexander Ashford. to his left wasa women who looked very similar to Alexander in looks. Right below them where two young children and a 10 year old. He had no clue who he was but he did have apale face,short cut blonde hair while wearing a blue set of dress pants with a white over coat, a huge Amethyst ring on his right hand and the women next to Alexander had her hand on the child shoulder. The children he easily recognised even though he found that hard to believe, Alexia and Alfred Ashford.

Now, he didn't find the fact that they where in the picture hard to believe it was just what they where doing in it. Actually it wasn't really that since he and Claire had done it before to each over, it was just that he could never picture either of them, especially Alexia doing that at even a younger age.

They stood side by side with their hands behind each over head doing the bunny ears motion to each over while grinning widely. Just beside them he could see Alexander eyeing them in a disapproving manner while the other child looked like he was barely suppressing a smirk.The women next to Alexander was shaking herhead while her eyes told a differnet story. The old man was frowning while watching a crowd of five people trying to control something in the corner of the picture which had chains on it's arms and Spencer was also smirking, possibly at Alexander plight or perhaps something else... He flipped the picture over and saw something written on the back saying: 1975, founders meeting at 10th anniversary opening ceremony for Spencer estate. Alexander Ashford, Alexandra Ashford,Oswald Spencer, James Marcus, Alexia Ashford, Alfred Ashford and William Alexander Ashford. So that was the child's name…

Looking up, he saw that Claire had abandoned the book and was once again pulling weskers desk apart draw by draw. Snatching it off the drawer he noticed a indentation in the centre of the book resembling a hawk carrying a halberd in its talons, the Ashford symbol. Probably stole it from Alexia in Antarctica he mused as he slid the book into one of the pockets in his stars combat suit while Claire finished her search of the desk and stood up with a sigh.

"Let's go Chris, I don't think there will be anything else here of use." He nodded in response as they hastily walk out of the room and close the door behind them. Alas, If only they had checked the room properly. Pinned to the back of the door was a note stating that the transportation date had been moved to the 20th of march which was today…

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"J…jeep… If I ever catch the idiots which sent that missile at us I'll…" these where the only thoughts which registered in Leon Kennedy's mind as he painfully stumbled up from the snow and sent a pitiful look back to his old jeep which was now on fire. Only the metal frame of the jeep remained and the snow was littered with dark objects that had been thrown from the explosion. Right next to him was Ark lying in the snow while groaning severely from the fall, he bent down and picked up his fallen companion.

"Thanks Leon, Geez your jeep is totalled!" Where the first words out of Arks mouth as he wobbly stood up now without the support of Leon over the sound of moaning coming from somewhere. It would usually have been pitch black outside by now but since the fire from the zeep was burning brightly they could see quite well, also the full moon helped.

"I know." He mumbled while looking sadly at his old jeep, good thing he managed to get it insured even though he got the feeling the insurance company wouldn't believe his reason. Would believe that one of your client's jeep had been destroyed by a missile while in a forest in Siberia? He had enough trouble trying to claim the insurance for the first jeep he lost in Racoon city during the outbreak… he couldn't worry about that now though, first they had to find where the others went.

"If your looking for Chris and the others I think they went other there." Ark said while point to the complex ahead, heading there would be a very bad idea on their part. Even though there was a great distance between them the gigantic glass doors and it was the middle of the night, they could still make the figures of zombies stumbling about in there and judging by the amount of groans they could hear now there was a lot of them. "Guess we got to find the backdoor huh?"

"Yeah I guess…" Leon mumbled while bending down to inspect the scattered objects at there feet. "But first we got to find some kind of weaponry." He managed to catch Ark mumbled something about checking out the wreckage and walk of towards what had once been his priced item. It was mainly books and articles recovered from there adventures in racoon and rock fort, however there where some kind of useful things which also had been flung from the blast, including a first aid spray, Chris assault shotgun and some shells for the thing. He let out a smirk as he put the spray and bullets away while lifting the gun into the air and proclaimed: "I call shotgun!"

A series of clicking sounds made him spin around to see that Ark also had a shotgun, the one Chris got brought back from Rock fort and a smirk which was similar to his while he began to pump it. "Don't forget me." he nodded in response and began to pump his shotgun while Ark let his dangle by his side as he tossed Leon a standard police grenade launcher. "Found it lying in the snow next to this baby." He lifted up a magnum handgun for Leon to see in the light of the fire. "Everything else though has been incinerated in the explosion sadly apart from aloud of useless papers from all I can tell."

"Thanks Ark, I get the feeling I'll need it." Leon said as he slid the grenade launcher strap around his back. "So where to next then? Taking the main entrance to the complex would be suicide by the amount of zombies there." He commented while pointing to the huge glass doors ahead where a mass of zombies could be seen standing about while moaning loudly.

"Hmmm…" Ark took a quick glance towards the forest behind them, shook his head and pointed towards a concrete wall surrounding the base, leading off in the darkness. "Well if we wandered into the forest we'd most likely get lost so our best bet would be the base up ahead. Unfortunately like you said earlier we can't use the main entrance, so I think we should try and find a backdoor or something to get us into the base." He explained while Leon nodded in response as they began to head along the wall, completely unaware of the huge humanoid in size as it stepped out of the trees while watching them intently…

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okay the next chapter will defiently take as long to create, two weeks at least is my target for the next chapter. it will contain the first part of the chronicles containing the duo Rebbecaand Kevin and there mystic adventures throughout the base... okay cut out the mystic and replace adventure with horrifing experience...