A World Without Fear

by Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera

New pockets of outbreaks run the risk of the previous pandemic repeating itself. The DSO, BSAA & TerraSave are tasked with a race against time to battle the new epidemic and those responsible. From the NW to Iraq, the mission continues. The Raccoon survivors and their new allies must face new enemies. But what of the ghosts of the past uwilling to stay at rest?

9. What If

Jake

He made his way to the bazaar keeping a watchout for Jinn. He didn't want to run into anymore of them. He heard yelling in Arabic. He turned to see five carriers coming towards him. "Shit..." He was not using the Rifle just yet he kept it slung around his shoulder but he fired his magazine trying to hit all of them. He did with at least two rounds but he hit one of them in the side of the head the man fell over and his skin began to burn. "Shit...this looks just like back in Edonia and China..." He cursed as he continued to empty the magazine dropping the other four with headshots and nothing happened to them. He reloaded and he fired six shots into the creature and he hit the thing on fire with another two rounds. It threw its flames at him. He managed to get out of the way but it came after him.

He ran as it came towards him. Several more Jinn came running towards him with snarls and yelling in Arabic and Farsai. He drew down firing every last round from the magazine and he hit them with ease but as he ran dry and reached for another magazine he saw one of them change their skin turning green and their teeth growing. He unstrapped the Einfeild again and fired into the monster ahead of him again. Unwilling, was he, to let them get closer. He fired a round into the flaming Jinn strijing it in the left side of the forehead. "You must be real fun at parties!" Jake stated as he fired another round into its forehead. It threw its flames at him again and he was ducking behind a fruit stand and the fruit stand caught on fire. "Goddamn it! I needed that you asshole!" He screamed and he began to choke a bit on the smoke from it but he backed up aiming at the thing again pulling the trigger. He hit the green skinned jinn three times with the Rifle and he saw it fall over but suspcted it was not dead. He emptied the rest of the magazine at the burning jinn.

It reminded him of how the different J'avo mutated according to the trauma they recieved. "How many times is Umbrella gonna reinvent the same way to fuck people up?!" He yelled. He saw it finally go down as the rounds penetrated its skull blowing out brain matter and chunks of skull. After the final round went through its gaping already ripped open snout and he smelled the deeper stench of rotten burning meat from its gaping open wounds and festering pores, he saw it was dead. Unfortunatley, the green jinn, was not. It came at him slashing him across the chest with his claws as he was in the process of reloading. He had tyried to slam the stripper clips home when it had gotten to him. It sank its teeth into his left shoulder as well. Jake screamed, "Get off me!" He had not yet reloaded but he was able to smack the crreature in the face with the butt of the rifle. It backed off long enough for him to be able to back away and reload the weapon. He fired into its face hitting it in the cheek and it staggered back and he fired again striking it behind the left ear. He fired a third round and proceeded to blow the infected ogre looking thing's ear off.

It bled out and he gave it a hard uppercut sending it hitting the ground before pumping a fourth round into its abdomen and a fifth into its gaping mouth for good measure. He consciously told himself that he was going too fast and that he needed to be more conservative with the ammo. He was lucky to have found this World War II era Rifle but the ammo was not unlimited. The things stomach began to bubble as it let out a horrible demonic shreik and it exploded sending red blood as well as green and white goop everywhere. Some of the green shit landed on Jake's hand and he screamed in agony as it was acidic and ate through the skin. He was lucky enough to find a well that hdad the water raised up and he stuck his hand in to get it off. He removed it and there was blood and chunks of his melted off skin in the water plus the goop contaminating it. He felt like an asshole for potentially ruining the town's water supply but this was a life or death situation and it didn't appear that much of the townspeople had survived anyway. All that seemed to be left were infected and insurgents.

He saw the skin had melted down to the bone. "Fuck..." He cursed. He took the turban from one of the deceased jinn he had shot in the torso and he ripped off a piece of the cloth and he proceeded to try and wrap his hand. Just then, there was a deafening explosion and Jake was thrown forward twenty feet. He weakly got up with his ears ringing as soon as he could stand but he had been winded. He looked to see an exploded jeep. He smelled more burning flesh. He saw the flashe of muzzles and several Anubis insurgents fired at him. Jake only had one good hand now. He looked for his pistol but saw it had been destroyed in the blast. "Goddamn it...can't anyting go right here...?" He said though he could barely ear his own voice. He saw more muzzle flashes and heavy fighting to the east it was kicking up a lot of dust.

He took cover behind a beige Toyota Camery as several Anubis members fired their AK-47's at him. He suddenly felt even more intense pain in his hand that was burned by acid. He looked down to see some of the skin was growing back. He screamed with agony hitting the ground as it did that. This saved his life as a few rounds went through the car missing his head by inches. Just then the eight insurgents screamed and he heard more gunfire from a different caliber of gun. He looked and saw men in dirty uniforms that he couldn't make out very well engaging the hostiles. Their uniforms were too dirty from all the dust, smoke and sand blowing around but he saw them drop four Anubis members outrright. Jake stayed low as they focused their attentiomn on the newer threat. He had lost his Handgun but he still had his Rifle. The only problem was he was down to eleven rounds.

They were soon dealt with. They fell and all thogh one of the men in dirty uniform was shot there remained four left while the rest dispered. The leader called to Jake, "It's safe to come out now! We mean you no harm! I know you are not with Anubis!"

Jake did come out not dropping his Rifle but not showing it in a threatening way. The soldier was European. "I am Aljozy Bosko..BSAA..."

He had a green patch indicating he was from the European branch. "The BSAAA, huh? I was wondering when you were going to get here..."

"I am with Foxtrot. The Middle Eastern branch requested help. If it were a matter of Anubis alone we would leave it up to the NATO and UN soldiers to deal with them. But when the virus is being used this puts the entire world at risk."

"I'm Jake Muller...if you're familiar with your history...you should know who I am and what I did..."

"Yes! You are a hero...perhaps even more so than Chris Redfield. What he did for the world with guns you did far more with just your blood."

Just then, more Anubis members were on the street corner and they were exchanging gunfire with somebody. The Captain turned to his team mates. "I think they are fighting the NATO soldiers! We need to go help them!"

One of the Anubis members, a man in a black mask dressed in a dark gray tunic carrying an AK-47 yelled, "akhwani! hula' alkufaar allaeayn yatarajaeuna! laqad manahna allah alnsr!"

(My brothers! These fucking infidels are retreating! God has granted us victory!)

Just then, Jake heard an airplane coming and he realized it was a gunship. The way it was looming over the horizon gave him a gut feeling he needed to retreat. "Shit...!" He took off running down the street. "Why are you running? They are our allies!" Shouted the Captain. Jake didn't care. In his expirience no matter what side you were on when you were in an air strike you get out of there. If you could only take cover, that was fine but there was no cover in this area where he wouldn't be impacted if he stayed. He ran and he ran. Finally the explosion came and he thrown thirty feet and hit the ground with a thud. He was now unable to hear a thing. Except very loud ringing. He was choked by smoke and debris. He stood up covered in ash and dirt. He was weakened but he made his way back to where he had been. Several buildings had been destroyed. He didn't understand how he wasn't dead. He limped his way through the area. Flames were everywhere and he couldn't see the sky. His eyes were red and teary eyed.

He coughed making it forward. He looked at the deceased bodies searching for weapons he could use. He looked at the obliterated bodies of about twenty five Anubis members. Seemingly every Rifle, every weapon had been destroyed and there was none he could use. He also spotted the BSAA agents deceased, killed by their own "Allies" he saw the helmet with the head still in it of Captain Bosko. His mouth was outstretched and his body was about fifty yards away. The Rifles were destroyed for them too. Jake looked around to try and find his way out of the area to get back to Malik. He didn't know how he was going to tell him that his mother would have to die possibly because the marketplace was bombed. He fell down unable to take much more of the smoke. He saw a figure approaching him. He had dropped his Rifle. He was grabbed and picked up by the person. They looked about five foot seven and female based on the figure but she was wearing a gas mask. She picked him u and helped him walk. She was saying something to him but he couldn't hear anything but a muffled voice. She took off the oxygen mask for him to use but he lost his strength and he fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes and he felt like hell. A black sillouette stood over him. "Who are you...?" He demanded. She leaned in closer. "After everything we went through you don't remember?" He breathed, "Sherry...? What are you doing here...?" He then realized as he sat up with a headache, "That's a stupid question..."

"I was going to ask what you were doing here. If you were here for mercenary work, I would have thought you'd sign up with Blackwater...it's good to see you Jake..."

"I don't play well with others..." He said but then grinned. "Except you, Supergirl."

She asked him, "But really Jake what are you doing here?" She joked. "Did somebody else offer you fifty bucks?"

He chuckled. "No...some kid needed my help. He's holed up on the other side of town with his mom and uncle. She's not doing well. She went without eating so he could eat. I came here to get them whatever I could find before we evacuate. I would have taken them with me but it was too dangerous. Only now...I'm not sure they were any safer behind. Obviously they would have died if they came with me but I don't know that they survived the bombing raid anyway...the goddamn NATO Air Force...they killed four BSAA agents too, Sherry. I know you're one of the good ones but I told you back in Europe this is the kind of game Americans play. Everybody else is expandable."

"NATO isn't just us. There's over 25 countries involved. It could have happened to anybody..."

"Well without you...I would have been screwed...how long was I out?"

"A couple of hours. I think you took a harder fall from the bombing than you realized. It's a good thing I found you and got you back here or you might have suffocated."

She then fixed her blue eyes onto him. "And if I saved you, it's only because you saved me so many times. You know...I judged you back in China but the truth i you saved me several times. I feel like I was inexperienced when I got there. When Simmon's men shot at me, you got me out of the way. When we were on that raft, you might not have saved me but Ada did. I know this was really my first mission. But you have to understand I spent so much of my life in captivity. Being tested on..." She sighed and then said, "I wasn't having to survive like you did all these years. Or fight like Leon...even Helena had a year as a Secret Service agent under her belt and she's younger than I am. But she seems older...than me..."

"I don't know why you think that. You did save my ass. Even if you thought what happened before wasn't enough, this counts today. And look, you may not have grown up fighting in the same way I did but you had a hard life just like me and for your first Rodeo? You didn't do bad. Besides, Helena from what I heard was hugging her sister when she was already infected. Wasn't your dad a B.O.W. too? You knew better at twelve to run cause you knew that wasn't your dad anymore. Don't be so hard on yourself," She smiled. "Thanks, Jake."

"By the way...where are we? I don't recognize the area," Jake stated. "Kamar Wadi. Next town over. I was sent here with Leon. We're after a bioterrorist involved with Anubis."

Jake groaned still in a pain from the fall he had taken. "Do you know if they have a fruit stand or anything around here? That's what I was looking for. I don't want to go back empty handed."

"Yeah...there's one about three blocks from here. Is that really all you're doing here is just helping some kid out?"

"Hey, it's what Leon did for you back in Raccoon City, isn't it? Plus Chris's sister..."

"Yeah. I just...I know you changed for the better after we met but it just seems...crazy to be honest. You're out here risking your neck."

"Hey, you and the DSO are here for one reason or another, right? I got mine. We all want to save the people. It's just that I actually grew up third world so I know what it's like. And...if it can be helped, I don't want this kid to lose his mom...he's Yezidi...they're not having an easy time here...he already lost his dad fighting off Anubus."

Sherry realized, "You identify with him, don't you?" He looked back at the blonde without a response and then looked away. "That's it, isn't it? A dead father, a sick mother, a child stuck in a war torn country...You identify with him. Or is this some kind of redemption mission?"

"You don't understand..." He said with a sigh. "Jake, I understand better than anybody other than you. I lost my parents too. I think that's why you and I have a bond...but I think you also see yourself in that boy. It's too big of a coincidence to be a coincidence. But you did say he's got an uncle to help him..."

"Yeah and what happens if his uncle dies? They'll either kill him or make him a child soldier. I may have fought on the side of a lot of people's rebel groups in developing countries and the governments were always crooked even when they were supposed to be the good guys. Like in Nigeria for example...but there are places where the rebels are worse. and I've seen them. I've fought them. The thing is, his dad died in battle. These people are a religious minority in every sense of the word in both Iraq and Syria. Can you imagine your homeland being two countries and having both countries be exactly where the group that wants to convert or kill you is?"

Sherry sighed this time. "I know about the atrocities they're committing in the Sinjar Mountains. If I could help them all I would but right now, with this group having access to Bioweapons they stand to pose a bigger threat than just a civil war. They can do what they're already doing and worse if they spread this everywhere."

"They already infected this country...it's just a matter of time."

She put a hand on his arm/. "Jake...you know it's not the same, right? I get that you want to help him save his mother and your father may have died fighting too but t couldn't have been the same situation. Given who..."

"Yeah, I know who my dad was..." Jake said in an irritated tone. "But fighting is fighting right? Regardless of what you believe. He fought in his own war and he was wrong and he lost. These people are trying to survive. The kid lost his father trying to defend them and the village and they were in the right. The world is a brutal place. It's not just about...what you think this is about. America has its own agenda. They don't want tis spreading to Western countries. But here? It doesn't matter how many people die as long as they stop it from spreading anywhere else. A lot of other places would have the BSAA. I',m just trying to make a difference for the people who aren't going to have any backup."

"Jake, we're here. We're trying to do what we can but we're limited. I got separated from Leon. I don't know if he's even alive. We lost track of our scout and our translator...I have to get back to trying to find them. But I can help you get to the marketplace at least before I do," She then said something honest to him. "I know how you think America is, Jake but the truth is, you're not from here either. I don't know what you think you can accomplish here. The problems here will take a lot more than just a few mercenaries and BSAA agents with guns to clean up."

"Yeah but the difference between me and them is that I grew up in a place like this. It may not have been THIS place exactly but it had poverty and was war torn. And unlike the BSAA and the DSO, I'm not going to just kill a few terrorists and then fly off. We're near the mountains you're talking about, Sherry. A lot of the people from out here are retreating there. Now that you mention it this town we're in is just five kilometers from the mountains. I'll help you find Leon and get you to where you need to be but that's the best I can do. I'm not leaving until the people out here can either be evacuated or until Anubis is defeated. If I have to die here, so be it. I'm not leaving until the people here are I have to die so that they can live, I'm willing to..."

"This isn't the Jake I knew back in Europe and China..." He admitted with a chuckle, "We didn't have time to get to know each other in a normal way. I wish we had...but let's just say you made more of a difference than you thought," She smiled at him.

Barry

"Why the hell are these things on us?! What's going on, Captain?" Demanded Kiya. "These are the same bracelets they put Claire and my daughter in. The T phobos..."

Jackson groaned, "Can't we get a goddamn break with the virus's already? It's bad enough T virus, G virus, C virus is still an epidemic in the developing world. Can't we get ourselves a break from these new viruses? I mean what's next? They gonna bring back some of the oldies from the Queen Zenobia?!"

Wilson stated, "Don't say that. You might jynx us and actually have that happen."

Thurston sighed. "So all we have to do is not let these things scare us, yeah? Piece of fucking cake..."

Elias and Kateri had just left the area and came back. "We've got seriously bad news," The latter stated. "We're locked in here."

Dayva got a look of fear in her eyes. "Somebody's toying with us," Elias squeezed her shoulder. "Stay calm. Don't freak out or it'll set the bracelets off."

"That's easy for you to say...! The only emotion you ever have is anger!" She hissed back in a frantic whisper. "Yeah,and normally, I'd just be bad old Eli. The prick with nothing nice to say about anybody. But today that might actually be a good thing., Anger is sadness that's active and sadness is just passive anger. That's what my therapist told me. You know what it's not? Fear."

"What am I supposed to do?" She asked. "Just...think of somebody or somethin you hate."

"I don't hate anyone..." The young Kanienkehaka BSAA agent sighed, "Okay, what was the reason you joined the SOU? Specifically?"

"To help people! The situation in China, in Edonia, Zenobia, Raccoon, things don't change by themselves...enough innocent people die from the world the way it already is. We don't need another problem adding to it. Oh god...those Hunters...can you imagine if that gets loose on a major city?"

"Okay.. don't think about that...think about those black market dealers...nevermind the BOW's. ..."

Kateri noticed Dayva's bracbelet flickering. It had started to before Elias started talking to her and had stopped but had started up again. She stepped in. "Okay, look...don't think about the Bioweapons...or even the way they kill them. Think about the aftermath. The bodies after they've already been killed. After the BSAA has come in and already done our job and taken care of those things. Think about the mess that Terra Save has to clean up when we're done."

Dayva's heart rate started to slow down. "Now picture men like Ricardo Irving..." Kateri told her. "Shady men who are supposed to be scientists using their knowledge to harm people. All for a profit."

They were silent as she did that. None of them had met Irving but just as everyone in the BSAA knew who Redfield and Valentine was, as well as Wesker, they also knew about Excella Gione and Ricardo Irving. Elias added, "Ada Wong. A woman people thought was one of the good guys only to infect an entire SOU team..."

She said,"Okay...you can stop...I'll be fine."

Just then a voice sounded off in their headsets. "Well well well. If it isn't the BSAA here to fight another battle. Can't you see when you've lost? Why not go and concern yourselves with a different lost cause? Why not try and solve the crisis on the West Bank between Israel and Palestine? Why not set up an SOU base in the DMZ along the 38th parallel?"

Barry demanded, "Who are you? And what have you done with our guns?"

"They're in a safe place. Don't you worry. So is Natalia. We have her."

"What have you done with her?!" Exploded Barry. "Captain Burton, I honestly don't see what your moral dilemma is. The girl is alive but she is not your daughter. You've finally made up with Moira. Polly is alive. Natalia, I'm afraid is lost to the world. Who would truly care about some orphan from, Terrigrigia? People want to forget these incidents. They want to forget Kijuju. They want to forget about Raccoon City. But you and Chris Redfield won't let them. Perhaps it is you who is the true terrorist?"

"No, I think you want them to forget. Whoever you are. Let me guess. Another leftover from Umbrella. And you accuse S.T.A.R.S. of being unable to let go of the past?"

"Yes...it's true I worked with White Umbrella. But Umbrella has always been about bringing us to the future. Albert Wesker was not a man looking to destroy the world. He wanted to save it."

"Enough talk! Where is Natalia!?"

"Fine...I suppose I can allow you a short amount of time to talk to your surrogate daughter. You are not going to see her again..."

Just then, Natalia's voice came on. "Barry...I'm scared...!"

"It's okay, sweetie. Just stay calm. I'm going to come and get you out of there as soon as I can. Now can you tell me where you are?"

"Some woman...she's got me...she took me from the house... I tried to scream but she wouldn't let me...I tried to fight but she was too strong!"

With that he could hear a struggle on the intercom and then heard Natalia cry out. "What did you do to her?! If you lay a hand on a single hair I'll..."

"You'll do nothing. She's been put to sleep but I can assure you she's alive. You aren't going to get her back but you are more than welcome to try but in order to do this, you will have to indulge me..."

"Who is this...? It can't be Alex. We killed you."

"No...but I'm very aware of the fact that Alex is dormant in Natalia. When you destroyed the last Wesker's body, she had already transferred her mind. Didn't you notice that she had been reading books a bit mature for her age?"

"What do you want? Tell me who you are!"

"I am the new Overseer. That's all you need to know. And you might say that I am quite an admirer of what the Wesker children were trying to accomplish. I know that the mind of Alex Wesker is inside this child. All I need is to run some tests. To see how I can get her to come out of her shell. You see...by unlocking whatever Alex knows, she holds the key to my own pursuit of eternal life. Power over death. I will do whatever it takes to unlock it. Even if it kills the child."

"You're not going to get away with this. 'Overseer'! The BSAA is here and we're not letting you fuck up any more cities."

"I hardly think you're in a position to stop me, Mr. Burton. You can't even keep your own house in order. An amber alert for your surrogate daughter and your oldest ends up shooting your younger daughter. I'm not sure what would be worse. Taking leadership advice from Chris Redfield or parenting advice from you."

With that, the intercom clicked off. "Damn it...whoever that is...they're going to regret this..." He growled. Elias said, "Maybe but we need to find a way out of here and get these bracelets off. And I don't see how."

"Why don't we just cut the fuckin things off?" Asked Elias. Kateri sighed, "I don't think that would work. There's no way she's going to attach this to our wrists and not have a contingency plan. We're going to have to figure something else out. I don't know what we can do."

"Great..." Jackson sighed. "If we didn't already have a hard enough goddamn time...we lost our Rifles to whoever this Overseer is. And now we got these things attached to us. What's to stop us from running into something bigger or stronger than any of us can fight?"

Coughlin sneered as he reloaded his Handgun. "What's the matter, Collin? Ya scared? We've been through worse than this."

"You're an idiot if you're not scared," Kiya said. "We're supposed to be Redfield's backup and instead we're stuck..."

"Yeah, China was worse than this. All we really need to get out of here is to just find some explosives and blast through the front. You're right that Chris needs us. And we're all sitting here with our thumbs up our asses playing hide and go seek. I'm not sticking around for that."

Barry growled, "Coughlin, if you try and abandon your team I will shoot you myself. Reyes and Maxwell died. For you, for me, for all of us."

Coughlin leaned up against the window. "Well that's just great, Captain. We're sitting ducks in here and I'm not even allowed to try and find us a way out of here."

"Mike, if we don't get out, neither will you. If you have that much of a problem with team work, you should have joined the SOA not the SOU. And even then you could be assigned with a partner. Chris needs our help right now but we can't even get to him. I hope he's having an easier time of this than we are."

"Unless he's hooked up to these T Phobos bracelets, I don't think it's possible for him to be doing worse," Kiya stated. Boxer sighed. "Shit, maybe, Chris and them got taken onto a ship or something. Just like '05."

Thurston shot the Mexican American a funny look. "What the fuck are you on about, mate?"

"Well, Captain Burton here is being put through pretty much the same thing as his daughter was a few years back, right? So either somebody from that island they were on is still alive, or somebody's a big fan of what went down out there."

Emily pointed out, "Those bracelets...they don't seem to infect women the way they do men, right?"

"They don't as far as I know," Barry admitted. "Seemingly every creature on that island came from men that had been infected. I don't think any of them were women, no. Claire told me that one of her co workers turned when he became scared. Then he became a mutant. He had to be put down. I spotted a female but she wasn't infected."

"That could be different by now," Stated Kateri. "Sushestvovanie Island was three years ago. Neo Umbrella is still out there. The Family is still out there. If they really wanted to do more R&D on the Rotten and the Afflicted I'm sure they could."

"You know what? I don't trust the Global Pharmaceutical Concordium in this either. We need to invade all of those sons of bitches when this is over."

"Good god, Oklwari not another one of your conspiracy theories..."

"I don't do conspiracy theories, Captain. I got with theories period. Theories in the scientific sense that are proven in the scientific context."

"What are you talking about?" Asked Barry. Dayva answered saying, "He means that when people talk about the theory of evolution or the theory of the Big Bang Theory, a Theory in scientific terms means that it is well substantiated and proven. In scientific circles theory has that meaning whereas in every day theory it's just a hunch."

Jackson scoffed. "Elias you believe what you want about Evolution and Darwinism but don't force your views on me. I know there's a God...and I didn't come from no monkeys."

The southerner said defiantly. "You know exactly what your teachers have been able to teach you in the Bible Belt without being in hot water. We don't believe we came from monkeys. We come from an extinct species of hominids and other primates are cousins."

"Enough!" Barry said. "Out of both of you!"

"I didn't get to make my point, Captain..."

"I said enough!" Okwari shrugged. "Fine then.,..your loss..."

"I want to hear it..." Stated Dayva. "Same here..." Echoed Kateri. Emily also did. Kiya rolled her eyes and Jackson scowled. Thurston was ambivalent as was Boxer.

"If it has any bearing on the subject, make it quick..." Barry snapped. "Back in Kijuju...Tricell turned out to be involved with what went on there, right?" Asked the young man.

"You know it was..." Kiya insisted. "Was I talking to you?" He asked. "When your rank is Captain I'll address you. Until then shut the fuck up," He turned to Barry and said, "Alright...so Excella Gionne was behind what happened at least she played a major role in it. Tricell may have funded the BSAA but they were also behind the infection there. She had her hand in two jars so to speak."

"That might be but I don't see how everybody in the Global Pharmaceutical Consortium is responsible for the actions of Excella Gionne and Ricardo Irving."

"By that logic, not everybody in Umbrella is responsible for what Albert Wesker and James Marcus were up to," Added Agent Wilson. "Maybe you have a point...but Umbrella is gone, and Tricell is too. We don't rely on their funding anymore and even if Tricell is as bad as Umbrella, I still don't see that as a reason to blame the GPC."

"Just remember, Barry. This country, hell the world got into this mess by allowing a pharmaceutical company too many liberties."

Kiya smirked, "You're not going to give us a line about how pharmecuetical companies are the new government now?"

"No. I can say something is true and I can give somebody the information but if they're not willing to take the next step themselves there's not much I can do to change their mind. The truth is out there but some people don't want to find it."

"Well we are here to find it...but I also have to find my daughter..." Kateri's brown eyes widened. "They got Moira again? Or Polly?" He explained, "No I meant Natalia. She may be a surogate daughter but I consider her family. And she is. She's taken to Moira and built a relationship with Polly too. Whoever has her is going to pay."

"The only question is..." Coughlin said..."Are they in the same building? And do you think they have Natalia with them?"

"No..." Barry said. "They might be in the same building. And we're going to capture the son of a bitch but they wouldn't bother bringing her here. They have her somewhere. So when we get this asshole we're going to interrogate them with extreme prejudice. But we have to find a way out of here first."

Just then, they heard eight, nine, ten gunshots. Barry began to follow after it. "A survivor. Maybe they know a way out of here. We need to disable these locks!" He began to run to head towards it. Thwy spotted a security guard firing at a carrier that resembled those from the island. As he backed up he saw at least a dozen of them coming towards him. The closest to him grabbed him and bit into him. He screamed in agony. Barry opened fire and Emily and Kiya did the same the three of them making short work of the carriers. Barry approached the man. "Mister, are you okay? What's your name?"

The man, a balding Causasian with hairy arms and black hair and brown eyes groaned. "Harry...Harry Feldman...what..what are those things? Who are you, Special Ops?"

"We're with the Bioterrorism Security Assesment Alliance. We're here to stop the infection in town. Do you know a way out of this airport? It's electrnically locked..."

He was bleeding from his neck. "You...have to blow the windows... or the doors...you'll need something with a big bang..."

"The TSA must have found some things worth confiscating. Maybe something from there can be used to blow open the entrance?"

"Yes...but these things are everywhere...killed everybody I work with...not one co worker survived..." He held a Glock 22 but just barely seemed to have a grip on it. He was bleeding. "Nobody survived? When did this start?" Asked Barry. "It was two days ago...we tried to work together...security...police...civilians...there was nothing..we could do..."

"Can you help? There has to be something we can use..." The man winced in pain. "Yeah...here...take my key..." He handed it to Barry. Barry instructed Boxer, "I need you and Coughlin to stay with him. As a matter of fact, all of you stay here. I'm going alone."

Chris

The female was East Indian and she had light brown skin and big brown eyes and long black hair. She wore a black pantsuit and her hair was tied back in a ponytail. The man with the two pistols was a Caucasian male standing at six feet tall with light blonde hair and blue eyes and a trimmed blonde wore a black sweater and blue jeans. The next man, the one with the Shotgun, was a black male standing at five ten with dark brown skin and a buzz cut shape up and a disconnected beard. He was wearing security clothing. "I'm Scott Davidson. That's Keith Knutson and Priya Batra."

"Chris Redfield..." The BSAA Captain. "That is, Captain Chris Redfield. Special Operatons Unit of the BSAA. North American Branch."

"And I'm rear security Agent Rebecca Chambers. Nice to meet you," Said Rebecca. "You were all shoppers here?"

Priya nodded as she reloaded her M4. "When you see something like this in a movie you xpect it to happen in small cases first and then spread. You never think it's going to be this many of them at once. I still can't believe zombies are real."

Scott agreed. "So what is it? Government research gone bad?"

"Clos..." Chris said. "More like a corportation. You've heard of Umbrella, right?"

Keith stated, "I think I remember my dad mentioning something about it when I was little. They were sued and shut down right?"

Chris replied, "Not exactly. Yeah the corporation was officially but I wouldn't consider them done as long as any of them exist."

He then beckoned to the nearest exit. "Was that your blockade?" Keith nodded. "There was too many of these fuckers in here."

"It doesn't seem to be doing us much good..." Stated Priya. "There's so many people in here This might just be a small city that most of the state uses for an airport but still a lot of people come through here. Tourists...we have a lot of people that go in and out. This is the closest airport to Seattle. There may only be a little under thirty thousand people each day but mostly we see people coming from other cities, states and countries..."

They were inside of an Abercrombie & Fitch on level 1. They shut the gate and the zombies were banging on the gate. Luckily, they were safe from it but a hell of a lot of them were just outside of it. "We're so fucked..." Scott stated looking out at them. "So I have a question. Why did they send the BSAA instead of the military?"

"The military's here too..." Chris stated. The National Guard is on their way. Heard it on one of the TV's on the way through here."

"They're not prepared for this kind of situation. That's why they sent us in first. We were hoping i wouldn't come to that."

There was three other survivors inside. The first was a petite Native American woman with light brown skin and she had brown hair and almond shaped and colored eyes. She wore a green and blue Seahawks jacket and blue jeans and glasses and a silver looked like she had played basketball in school. She stood about five foot eleven. She looked to be about 22 years next was a Caucasian male with aa crew cut his hair was brown almost blondish. His mustache was almost Fu Manchu in style. He wore a black Megadeath T shirt and black jeans with chains and spikes on the side. He was overweight but his arms were muscular. The next was a Caucasian male with dark hair and brown eyes and freckles and he wore a tattoo on his left forearm that was a system of a down tattoo with a Chinese food box indicating the song Chop Suey.

"That's Theresa Littlecrow, Jeremy Warner and Sebastian Slater," Introduced Scott. Scott then explained the BSAA and what they were doing there. "So there's no backup coming?" Asked Theresa with a frown. She was holding a 10mm Handgun. "We're hoping more will come here..." Rebecca said trying to be assuring. "I think between the police, the National Guard and us we should be able to put our heads together and take the city back."

Jeremy, who held an M3 shook his head. "No way. I saw what was out there. I saw some of the things that were out there. Worse than zombies and worse than those crazies. It was like some man was controlling them! Like the Devil himself!"

Theresa reminded him, "I thought you don't believe in the Devil?" Jeremy agreed, "I didnn't. But I also didn't believe in zombies or these other...things...what the hell do you call them anyway?"

Chris staated, "We've seen several forms of them to be honest. I saw men like that in Africa. They were called Majini. That's Swahilli for demon. So the people there must have thought the same thing you are. Then later in Europe and China we encountered a variation on the Majini only they were called J'avo. They were a lot like the majini in a lot of ways except they could sometimes mutate the way you saw them do out there depending on what kind of trauma."

"What does J'avo mean? Is that a Chinese word?" Asked Priya. Rebecca shook her head. "It's Serbian. It means devil."

"Jesus fucking Christ. See what I mean?" Cried out Jeremy. "There's something else going on out here."

"Jeremy, it has nothing to do with that," Kieth stated. "You didn't see some guy out there controlling them. If they could be controlled don't you think we would have put a stop to this by now?"

"Oh excuse me, Keith. We all can't be Odinist assholes like you! Anyway if there's a Devil there must be a god..."

"Would you stop with the religious bullshit?" Asked Scott. "That has nothing to do with any of this. This is scientific, man!" Sebastian had a question. "So let me get this straight. You guys are hired by the UN to take care of bioterrorists but you say you saw things like this in Africa before...and then later you saw them in Asia and Europe? Why the hell do these things keep happening?! Who keeps making these things? Umbrella is supposed to be shut down. So either they're not shut down or you're not doing your jobs! Hell, maybe you people are in on it!" Sebastian was carrying a 9mm and he pointed his pistol at Chris's forehead. "Maybe I should kill you right now...we lost friends...see this? I got it from a friend of mine who's in the NRA. See the bloodstains? That's his. He knows how to use guns better than me and he didn't make it. So how the hell did just two of you make it? Training or not I'm calling bullshit."

Rebecca aimed her Desert Eagle at him. "Stop! Put down the gun!" Chris expected the others to join in drawing on Rebecca but instead they were trying to deesculate. "This isn't helping, Seb. If we don't work together we won't make it out of here..."

"We lost team mates too. You can kill us. But if you do, it's considered an act of war against the United Nations. You're subject to international law usually in cases like these. That would be the case if I was from another country too then our two countries might get into a pissing match about it. But we have rights under certain clauses. But since you and I are from the same country, even if I didn't have the UN at my side, you'd still be commiting murder. So go ahead. Pull the trigger..."

Rebecca urged, "Chris, stop!" She stated, "Look, I'm gonna lower my gun...you lower yours..." She did slowly and Sebastian had eyes on her as well. Chris followed up with a right hook to his face. "Not only would you go to prison but the way things are going right now there wouldn't even be a prison left. Society will collapse if we don't work together. Your friend's right."

Rebecca turned to the other survivors specifically Jeremy. "What man did you see? You said you saw something or somebody that controlled these things?" Before they could answer, they heard automatic fire. They went to the gate and Chris saw that the gate was starting to thin out. They were headed for the source of the noise. "Get this open!" He shouted. Scott approached saying, "No we can't! If we open that gate they'll get in!"

"I'm not asking you to do it lomg enoyugh for that. Those are my team mates! I have to help..."

Theresa didn't agree either. "It's not a good idea...we saw what happened with you two and Scott, Priya and Keith going against Tah-tah-kle'-ah."

Rebecca tried to say the word she did. "Tah..." Theresa repeated, "Tah-tah-kle'-ah. That thing that was flying. I knew you weren't alone I saw it get your other team mate..."

"Then why didn't you let us in?" Demanded Rebecca. "We were afraid..." She admitted. "We didn't know if the firepower we have could take it down. It was Scott's idea to come out and help you guys. I don't think it'll be a good idea if we do that again. There are other stores to take refuge in..."

Priya sighed, "Yeah but they don't all work here..." Chris realized that she was an employee there. "Goddamn it! You need to let me out of here!"

"If I let you out I can't promise to let you in..." Priya warned. "Not if the zombies are gonna crowd the gate like they were before."

"Fine. Look, Rebecca, I need you to stay here in case anything happens and I can't make it to you. When it's clear I'll need you to find Jill and Sheva and the others..."

They let him out but before he could get under, Rebeccca and Keith also went under. "What are you doing?!" Demanded Chris. "We don't need you with us."

"Yeah, but I can't in good conscious let you guys go out there alone..." With that they made their way. Chris fired the new magazine striking a zombie in the back of the skull as he made his way to the two survivors. Just then, Keith himself was also hit with rounds in the right thigh. He fell over with two rounds exiting out of his tailbone. He cried out. Chris looked and saw that Quint had accidentally shot Knutson. He cried out bleeding. Chris helped the big man of Nordic descent to his feet helping him walk. Rebecca fired off the Desert Eagle the first round striking a Caucasian female in a red midriff top with skins missing from exposed flesh and a sleeve of skin missing from her left forearm. Her hair was red matteed and greasy an her eyes were milky and blue. She fired a round into the woman's forehead and it exploded from the exit wound and the skull matter and brain matter blasted from her and she hit the ground. Next she drew on a man of Mexican American descent who had a black mustache slicked back black hair gold colored eyes, and he wore a Cleveland Browns jersey and blue jeans.

He grabbed her and tried to bite but she drove her knee into him and followed up with a left hook. She then aimed at him and fired a shot into his torso to get him away from it. She fired striking him between the eyes and the round exited out of his brainstem killing him instantly. Chris set the wounded survivor down as Rebecca made her way over to the two BSAA agents. They were back to back driving off the hordes of the infected. "Keith! Quint! Are you alright?" Keith Lumley pulled the in on his grenade. He tossed it into a six man group and the explosion killed three instantly the fourth was bleeding out from shrapnel and the the last two were wounded as well but not as badly. He fired his Assault Rifle finishing the last three. Quint, on the other hand had his Handgun out. "They're all around us, Grinder! We're screwed!"

"Shut up and keep shooting! We'll be fine!" Rebecca assisted and began firing her Desert Eagle dispatching zombie after zombie. When it was clear enough to move back to Chris and Keith Knutson, they did. The man groaned at Quint, "You asshole...you fucking shot me..." Keith asked, "Who's this? Keith Lumley BSAA..." Rebecca explained, "He's a survivor. He helped me and Chris...Reiner's gone."

"I'm Keith myself..." Said the blonde Nordic American smirking. "Who's that asshole?" Quint told himn, "I didn't mean to shot you. A few rounds must have gone through..."

"If I'm Keith and you're Keith ...you better watch out..." Coughed Knutson.

Just then, Rebecca noticed a man in a dark blue cloak. His face was obsured from the shadows. The zombies seemed to walk aside. Chris aimed his Handgun at him. "You! Identify yourself..."

The man was clearly older but that was about all he could see. "You don't know? My...how self involved mortals are...they disregard anything and anyone who gets in their way..."

He began to walk towards them. Chris, already on edge growled, "Don't come any closer! You can talk from where you are just fine!"

"You truly don't remember me? You used to be under my command..." Chris thought to himself, Wesker? It can't be. He's dead...

"I've never seen you before in my life. Then again, why don't you take the hoodie off?"

"Ah yes...Chris Redfield...the survivor hero of Raccoon City..."

Rebecca yelled out as she aimed her Desert Eagle. "Who are you?!" She demanded. "Ahhh...Rebecca Chambers...you were never under me directly...you were a later addition to the Team weren't you? Such an unfortunate train ride that was. And to be the sole survivor? I don't know what is more ironic. The idea that the BSAA has seen fit to make Chris the captain of yet another team? Or the two lone survivors of their respective teams being paired up together It's not a matter of if the others will die but when...his leadership will kill you faster than any B.O.W...of this I can assure you. You are lucky to have made it this far, young lady..."

"You forgot something. The original Alpha Team survivors from Raccoon that escaped the mansion are still here!" Chris barked. "Me, Jill Valentine and Barry Burton. We're alive!"

"Ah yes. And both have been selected for this mission. It is destiny is it not? Especially Jill..."Chuckled the old man.

"Jesus...Jeremy wasn't bullshitting..." Cried Knutson. Chris noticed in his peripheral vision that Jeremy had come out of the gate too and was on his way down. In that split second he was looking at him, the man sped up suddenly in the same way that Wesker was. The man was ahead of him and he backed up firing five shots. The man dodged them with ease as though he was as young as Wesker was. He grabbed Chris by the throat and lifted him up and began to choke him. Chris dropped his pistol. He looked into the man's face trying to stare into the hood to see what he looked like. He was not Wesker. Not the Wesker Chris had known. Yet something about him looked familiar. Like he had met the old man years before. How many years ago, he couldn't say for certain but definitely more than five. Maybe ten? Perhaps fifteen or twenty? "I see the pain and suffering in your eyes..." The old man said. "With just a squeeze of my hand I can end all your suffering for you...you won't have to carry the burden of Piers Nivans...or all you have lost..."

Rebecca fired striking the old man in the back and the man dropped Chris and Chris coughed trying to gain air back. He tried to grab his pistol but the old man kicked him in the side winding him. "Perhaps it is not your time just yet...but it is not mine either. We will meet again when the odds are more favorable..."

Rebecca, Quint and Keith plus Jeremy were now firing at the old man who dodged with ease. He then sped up and ran past Jeremy and ripped out his throat as he ran by. He carried the bloody piece of flesh in his hand and the tattooed survivor fell his eyes wide open as blood sprayed from his open wound. He was dead before he hit the ground and had already soiled himself and was shaking as his bodies internal organs began to shut down.

He then sped up to Keith Knutson and picked him up as though he weighed nothing. Keith tried to shoot him but he easily disarmed him. The wounded survivor was like a child in his arms. "Spoiled child...don't make me put you over my knee..." He brought his back down on his knee. He did this so hard that he not only broke his back on contact but as his knee continued to go further through he actually slammed through penetrating his skin and through his back and out of his stomach as though it was a knife through butter. Chris would have initially thought this was an impossible thing to d from a physics stand point based on size even if you had the strength but it seemed those who had the virus seemed to rewrite the laws of physics. What if they were gods in their own right because of this?

The old man sped up to Rebecca who was backing away from the man's range but trying to hit him. He dodged four bullets and followed up by punching the short haired woman in the stomach. She fell her mouth open as she crumpled at the strength of his punch and she went flying. She had the wind knocked out of her as she hit the ground. Chris fired his Handgun and he dodged still. He came back again and slammed Chris to the ground. The old man told him, ""Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt."

With that, his eyes flashed red and he sped up the stairs to level two. "My cursed children! Lineage of the damned! Feast on the spoils of our fallen enemies!"

Rebecca helped Chris to his feet and he looked at the deceased survivors. The others in the store yelled, "Come on! We're going to have to close the gate soon!" They ran up the stairs but Chris kept wondering who that was he had seen.

Claire

She had a device on her that she used to communicate with others in Terrasave. It was not able to communicate with anybody in the organization now, however. Despite removing the jammer, this had not come back. She still could look up individual names, however. Because of all the Bioterrorism in the world, Terrasave had the personal information of every single person born in a hospital on the planet. They had this to keep correspondence with the BSAA so that when they needed to they could mintotr persons of interrest. Claire never abused it and neither had anybody she had known. Not even Neil who had been corrupted by Alex had done this.

She looked up Sam's name and found nothing. "Hey if you don't mind me asking, where were you born?"

"Why?" He asked. "Just wondered. It's just a question."

"It's a pretty random question if you ask me..."

"Well I just entered your name in our world citizens database and your name didn't come up."

"What are you giving me the third degree for? We're on the same side..."

She asked, "Were you born in a hospital or at home?"

"Why does that matter?"

"I can rule you out based on the answer."

"Hospital..." She shook her head. "No...who are you?" She turned her pistol on him. "You may not like what's going on but you're way too relaxed for somebody who's never seen this before. Even I've seen this before on four occasions and even I'm still scared by it..."

"In the service we..."

"Stop it! My brother served in the Air Force and he was in a situation just like this in Racoon City. You've seen this kind of thing before. So you're either with Neo Umbrella or The Family. Or Anubis. But if you were any of those three you'd think you'd be better at hiding and blending in. Who are you? Who paid you to help start this outbreak?"

"I didn't start this outbreak...lower the gun and I'll tell you..."

"No, you can tell me and then I'll lower the gun...or you can refuse to tell me and I'll lower it...after I shoot."

He sighed. "I've been on the run from the law. For years. I went to Mexico. Lived there a year or two tried to fit in but...I'm not from there...and too many Americans go down there to hide from trouble. So I got a fake ID and came up here. They thought I was dead. The world thinks I'm dead. I tried to live a normal life, got married...was hoping maybe kids down the line to go with the white picket fence..."

She looked at him saying, "You're older than me. Even older than my brother. Were you in Raccoon City?"

He sighed "Lady, before I can even tell you anything else about that you need to know who I am. My name is Billy Coen...I was a second Lt. with Force Recon. United States Marine Corps."

Claire remembered that name and the headlines declaring him deceased in his prison transport. It was months before Chris and the others had tried to convince people that there were zombies. She hadn't known at the time that Raccoon was infected. If she had she would have never gone there especially with Chris not being there anymore. But then she would have never met Leon or Sherry. Her eyes opened wide at this revelation.

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I can't find the rhyme in all my reason
I've lost sense of time and all seasons
Feel I've been beaten down

By the words of men who have no grounds
Can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom
When your ax has cut the roots that feed them

Forked tongues in bitter mouths
Can drive a man to bleed from inside out

What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?

I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine
Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind
Human pride sings a vengeful song
Inspired by the times you've been walked on
My stage is shared by many millions
Who lift their hands up high because they feel this

We are one we are strong
The more you hold us down the more we press on

What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?

I know I can't hold the hate inside my mind
'Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life

So I'll just ask a question
A lonely simple question
I'll just ask one question

What if
What if
What if
What if
What if I
What if
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What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?
What if your words could be judged like a crime?

What if
What if
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What if
What if I
What if
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That's it for this chapter I hope you enjoyed I'll try and bring the next one up sooner. So that's the revelation about Sam I wonder if it was obvious to any of you? Also who do you think is the cloaked man that attacked Chris and Rebecca?

Also the song What If is a song by Creed for any millenials that don't know it.

Also now we see some of Jake's motivations more for what he is doing in the middle east. As far as the area Sherry quoted atrocities about this is where a lot of what was happening to the Yezidi was. So even though the two towns I named in Iraq are fictional towns the mountain area is not at all fictional. I figured since the first part of this story is in 2014 it made sense to have that setting.

Also the name for that BOW that Theresa used means Owl Woman in Yakama. I'm not sure exactly to what deghree I'll feature that BOW but you know it's interesting because in Resident Evil Revelations 2 there were certain BOW's well really almost all of thm that were male so I figured why not a BOW that is exclusivley female? All though with zombies it's usually both genders and that was simple enough too. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and next chapter we'll see what's up with Leon, Ada, Sheva, Jill, etc. As well as Carlos and his own team.

Will Barry be able to find anything that will allow them to blow their way out of the locked airport? And find Natalia? Who do you think kidnapped her? It can't be Alex right cause she said she wanted to unlock the Alex that was inside her. Stay tuned.