Raelynn had grabbed a piece of crate wood before she had stepped into the stairwell; she slid the tough wood into the door handle and gave it a shake. "Don't need any surprises," she muttered to herself. Raelynn held her helmet to her side and her gun was gripped in-between leather bound fingers; Rae leaned over the stair railing and looked down. The spiral stairs gave off an eerie red glow from the emergency lights, there wasn't any movement or sound down the three flights of stairs but she would still be precautious. With silent footsteps, Raelynn stepped down the first flight of stairs - her eye caught the sight of a baby rattle; the thought of a mother with an infant in her arms running from the horrors that Umbrella had created had a flash of anger sweep through her. The sound of a forlorn sigh startled her from her thoughts; it was from a distance so it had to be from the first floor. Raelynn glanced down at the rattle once more before picking it up at the hollow end so it didn't make any noise. She held out her arm with the rattled over the edge of the stairs and dropped the rattle, after hitting the railing of the first flight of stairs the sound of a gun exploded through the stair well.

"Fuck!"

At first Raelynn thought she herself had sworn, but the voice had come from the flight below her at ground level. A man's voice, a terrified voice, with fear and frustration all at once. "Just fucking leave me along," he cried out in a dull whisper. He thought she was one of them, he couldn't see her obviously. Raelynn didn't make a sound, nor did she go down the next flight of stairs, he would shout her for sure. He was trigger happy and perhaps better off not living much longer. She waiting, she could feel the tension coming from the man, she could almost smell the sweat pouring down his back. Raelynn, silent once again walked down the stairs and placed her helmet on the floor. She listened to him mutter quietly under his breath.

"Don't come down, don't come down. I don't want to die, I don't want to die. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…" his chanting continuing until she heard the sound of his clothing rustle, he stood up from his sitting position. She could see the corner of his right shoulder now "Fuck it!" he talked in what appeared a normal voice. "I am going to get you." the sound of teeth grinding as he moved towards the railing. Raelynn quickly lunged at the man and grabbed the back of his head through the railing and hit his forehead on the metal. The man's instant look of shock registered five seconds after he saw her and by then it was too late. The man looked at her dazed his gun dropped to the ground.

"Wh… wh… who a-are you?" he asked with a resounding stutter.

Raelynn tilted her head to the side for a moment before smiling "Your guardian angel ." she stated before raising the Beretta to the man's forehead and before he could stammer out a reply she let go of his hair and shot him in the middle of his forehead. A bit of blood splattered on her jacket and the body dropped to the ground. Raelynn picked up her helmet again and jogged down the remaining flight of stairs, she walked towards the door to the main entrance. She took one more glance behind her, to the man she just shot and the shattered rattle; she shook her head in disgust "What a waste."

Raelynn leaned on the door, through the small window she could see them - she counted each one she could see and multiplied it by three. It was the rule when your view was restricted, never underestimate the situation. After several minutes of strategic thinking, Rae placed her helmet on the ground once more - she would have to come back for it, if at all. With a Beretta in each hand, Raelynn pushed open the door to the front entrance of the hotel. Two of the four undead she had seen from her view within the stairwell saw fresh meat; their undead voices muttering indescribable, animal sounds.

A gleam of anticipation gleamed within those hard emerald eyes; a smile curved deep red lips as she pulled both triggers on her gun. The bullets hit their targets with a loud thwack, as if it was hitting a piece of stale wood. Both of the undead bodies jerked with the force of the bullet, both of them fell to the ground with the last gasp of air from their lungs. Raelynn walked with determination towards her next two targets, both of the undead watched her with an insatiable hunger. They walked stiff-legged towards her; her next two shots rang out in the lobby. The next second the two bodies collapsed onto the ground, her next target was a staggering body with half it's head collapsed into itself, it's large mouth gaped open in a scream that would last forever. Raelynn pulled the trigger once more hitting the undead in the large mouth and shattering the creature's jaw, the headless body moved towards her only a foot more before it's true death fazed the rest of the body.

The sound of nails clicking on the ground behind her and a feral growl caught her attention, she looked behind her shoulder before turning on her heel to face a creature unlike anything she had seen before. It's mouth dripped with saliva and fangs, it's body looked as if someone had skinned a frog the size of a large dog and it's head looked as if the creature should be blind. Instead its sightless face stared right at her, it's long tongue flickered and seemed to extend much longer then physical capability. Raelynn stood frozen for only thirty seconds, but long enough for the creature to understand her gaze. Green orbs stared at the creature while out of the corner of her eye she could see a large broom closet, the creature took a measured step towards her and she ran for it. Before she could make it even half way towards the closet she heard the creature behind her. It took her only seconds to survey her surroundings; she was on the opposite side of the front desk. In front of her stood the bench she had jumped over, kicking the long wooden bench she hit the creature in the head. Raelynn pointed both Berettas at the creature and started to shoot, hitting the creature as to where it's eyes should have been she heard a painful squeal that could only have come from the creature she was shooting.

Raelynn turned again and ran for the broom closet, the screams of the creature echoed in the lobby as it collapsed on the ground. Rae closed the door except for an inch so she could watch, the creature's body heaved as it tried to catch it's breath; blood seeping from where it's hidden eyes had been. The creature stopped all noise and cocked it's head, listening. Raelynn put her Berettas back in her holster, her mind frantically searched for something - anything to kill the creature. That was when she spotted the long, thick rubber gloves; Rae picked one up and slipped it onto her hand. She took out one of her severe looking knives, held her breath and opened the door to slip out. With silent steps she walked over to the creature, it listened for any sign of movement. Standing in front of the creature, Raelynn saw it's tongue curl as if searching for something. Rae pulled a grenade from her belt, the small sound of a metal clip clinked against metal and the creatures tongue wrapped around her boot. Without thinking, Raelynn slashed the bristled tongue; she stepped on the creature's bottom jaw and pulled the pin from the grenade. Raelynn held the creature's top jaw open with the thick rubber glove and shoved the grenade down the creature's throat. Rae side stepped as the creature swung out at her with one of it's arm and she ran for the broom closet again. Before the creature could take another step towards Raelynn, it's insides exploded - splattering blood and flesh over the lobby. The door to the broom closet slammed shut by the force of the grenade just as Raelynn had tossed herself inside.

Raelynn took off the long glove and sighed heavily, she sat with her knees in front of her, her elbows rested on her knees. She looked at her saliva covered jacket arm and leather glove "Worse then a goddamn dog." she stood up and looked around the closet to find paper towel, after wiping the saliva from her jacket and glove she opened the door to look at the mess she had made. Rae picked up the knife she had tossed to the side and wiped off the creature's rotting insides before sheathing it.

"Time to leave this nightmare." she muttered to herself and walked towards the front doors.

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Peering from a darkened window of the hotel manager's office, Sean watched what had happened; he had followed her to Raccoon City. His sister, she had done well for herself and it was time to bring her back in to the family fold. "'Ello lil sister," he whispered. Despite the biological weapons walking around the city, he had managed to keep up with his sister, debating the best time to confront her. It had been eleven years since they had seen one another with their brother Riley; she had been fourteen then and unforgiving.

Now she was twenty-five and hopefully would understand that their parents had been monsters and for a reason more dark then they could all ever conceive.