Chapter 2: The Family Vow

Stephan walked into the tranquil house.

"Mom? Dad?" He said in a thick accent. They were not there. He walked into the comfortable living room he had not been in since a long time ago. He grabbed the silver remote and turned on the television. He flipped until he reached the news. His dad silently crept up on him with a wooden bat turning it, ready to hit the intruder. The floor creaked and Stephan turned his head, saying, "Dad?-" The bat had whacked him in the mouth, and he bit his tongue. Blood ran down his throat and he grabbed his mouth, feeling his tongue that was hurting so much. There was no blood. He felt his face, it had been his lip. In shock he responded to the bat.

"Dad…It's Stephan!?!" The man he called his father stood over him, holding the bat even more firmly. He dropped the bat, and clutched his chest.

"Help! Help me!" He yelled hoarsely.

"Mom! Call the ambulance! Hurry!" Stephen yelled, giving his father CPR. His mother still believed it wasn't Stephan, as the neighbor walked in.

"Rip his shirt open!" The man commanded. Stephan nodded. He pulled the shirt off, and the buttons popped.

"What next?" Stephen asked in an anxious rush.

"Vodka and a sharp knife!" The man yelled.

"Mom, can you get that for me?" Stephan asked his mother.

She stood there looking sheepish. She ran to the kitchen. The doctor ran over to Stephan and his dad, and started giving him C.P.R. I won't let dad die, no, I won't let him die. Why was mom taking so long? Stephan walked towards the kitchen. He peered around the corner. His mom lay pinned to the floor, a knife through her heart and the vodka bottle stabbed into her neck. Stephan sat down against the wall, and cried. His mother was dead, blood soaked the floor, and his father was dying. He couldn't sit anymore. He collapsed against the counter. He sat for fifteen minutes bawling his eyes out and pulled himself out of it, He grabbed a new knife from the cabinet and went for the fridge. He opened the door. He grabbed the nearly empty bottle of vodka and turned to face his mother. One last time, and he withdrew the knife and put it on the counter. He bent down and started to pull the bottle of vodka out as a dark figure stood over him…

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They turned the corner towards the elevator. Becky was holding a gun with blood over her body, Billy was covered with the stuff, and Kyle had blood on his face. They couldn't help but smile in the elevator, despite what they just been through. As they took the steps out of the building, a thirteen year old boy looked at them.

"Who'd ya kill?" The boy said sarcastically. One thing they didn't notice. They were so busy at getting out of there, they forgot that Wesker wasn't there, his body was gone.

"Go away you little punk!" Kyle said to him, his voice tired. The kid looked at him.

"Whatever." and walked down the sidewalk. He disappeared into the crowd. They all walked to separate cars. Billy heard nothing from the truck. Its engine died.

"Damn." Billy stated, walking to Rebecca's car. "Mind if I tag along?" Billy told her. She just smiled, then nodded. She drove off with Billy before Kyle could do anything for the date tonight. He just sighed and drove back to the apartment.

Sandy said nothing, but Tom wanted to know what the hell happened. Sandy stood, pacing and biting her lip. Kyle laid face down on the pillows on the twin size. Tom was laying down on the second twin bed, bombarding Kyle with questions. Kyle just zoned him out and fell asleep.

Kyle woke up sweating. He looked out of the window. The town was burning in fire. A man came to the window.

"No. Not again," Kyle said as the man was pounding on the window.

"S!" Tom exclaimed from behind. Two more of them ambled by and turned. They came to the glass and started pounding with the other monster. They pounded and pounded, and as Sandy, Tom, and Kyle's hopes got up, the window gave. Kyle charged the monster's with no regret and tackled them. He grabbed the curtain rod off of the window top, and started hitting the beasts. He focused on one, and when the others would get up, Sandy would kick them down. He hit for the head of the beast to the left of him getting up. The curtain rod impaled through the beast's head and broke as Kyle pulled it out. He stabbed the left in the eye, and the pus came out everywhere, followed by a shriek from the monster. As the shriek ended, the zombie came and bit deep into Kyle's shoulder. Kyle yelled and the monster ripped out the muscle. Blood flew and Kyle dived back. Sandy Kick the monster down, and pressed down on its head. Kyle sat against the door, sobbing and cursing the pain. The door fell on him and crushed him, blood leaked from his body, and a dark figure stood there.

"You ignorance was the cause of this." The man said, and charged Sandy, and hit her in the stomach. She cried out a whimper and flew to the window. The man smiled as she fell onto a shard of glass and the blood hit Tom's face. Tom scampered out the door in fear.

"At least give up and let me end the pain, Tom" The man said, chasing him. Tom ran to the children's park across the street and hid behind the big spiral slide. He breathed heavily. He heard the climbing chains rustle and looked over there, and saw nothing. The merry-go-round started spinning slowly, but no one stood there.

"Surprise." Tom heard from right beside him. He turned to see the dark figure, and was knocked back into a wooden pole. Sparks flew down and hit him in the face. He put his hands over his face and yelled into the cupped hands.

"Let me help you," Tom heard the man say, and his head was stabbed into the wooden pole with so much force, his head was crushed and the pole snapped in half. Just before the pole hit the figure, Kyle woke up.

"Hell" Kyle stated, sweating like a hog. He looked out the window, still a beautiful town. No zombies, good. Kyle sighed and walked to the bathroom across the hall. He locked the door, and collapsed against the toilet, and the burn filled his throat with this nasty liquid, and he vomited into the bowl. He was flushed white, and he started to close his eyes just before he peered over the bowl. There was no nasty liquid, but just blood. A dark crimson blood. Kyle held down the residue and the vomit. That dream felt so real, he never really got over that incident. Eric's death haunted his dreams every night, and now this night, at midnight, he awoke from a different dream. He just couldn't believe Umbrella got away with Teri City, and his brother's death. His brother couldn't make his promise because of the man in dark clothing. He killed an innocent student for foiling his plot. The man was wicked, and he was alive. Why had they left his body? They could have ended his terror, but they left him there. Maybe they thought he was dead? Kyle became confused and the vomit piled up. He fought it down, but it was persistent, and came out, some of it missing the bowl. He became even whiter, which seemed impossible. He crawled to the door and switched the lock. He pulled the handle down, and opened the door. He didn't make it across the hall and he passed out on the floor.

Jordan Youngers was eating dinner with her boyfriend on a date. They were eating at the Olive Garden, a fancy new restaurant in town.

"Jordan, you are the most Beautiful girl in the world" Jackson Hansen, her boyfriend told her, with the most loving eyes. This is what she hated about him, he tried too hard. She should have broken up with him, but decided to wait, see if he noticed that she disliked the entire try he used. She let out a sigh. He looked up.

"Jordan, there's something I have to tell you." She looked in eagerly at the man she barely adored.

"I don't think it's working out, these two months haven't been the best." A dark look came across her face.

She knocked her drink over and slapped him. She stormed out of the restaurant and straight to her across the street apartment. She knocked on the door across from her room. A girl opened the door.

"Ashley, Jackson dumped me!" She said as Ashley opened the door with a towel on and the phone to her ear. She saw Jordan crying, and said into the phone.

"Keith, I have to go." and hung up. "Jordan, come on in. I'll be dressed soon, just make you comfortable."

Within five minutes Ashley was back out and comforting Jordan.

After she stormed out, he just sat in shock, with a fake smile growing on his face. He raised two fingers and said, "Check please." He just kept smiling, holding back the feelings he still had for her. He paid the money to the waiter and left. He got into his old car, and turned the engine. He pulled out and went for his best friend Steve's house. He pulled up the driveway of the house and turned off the engine. He reached into the backseat and grabbed out a wooden baseball bat. He walked up to the door and opened it. Steve's mother was in the kitchen making supper, and she turned as the screen door shut. A crack was heard as the bat hit her head. She was still conscious, but barely.

" Where's Steve?" He asked her. Weakly she said that he was in his room.

"Thanks," He said, and struck her head again with the bat. He ran around the corner and down the stairs. He kicked open the third door to the left and saw him, sitting at his desk on his laptop.

"Hey, F, I broke up with her, you happy?"

"Yes, now she won't drain you from your friends."

"You little F" He said hitting him with a bat until he stopped breathing. He didn't even hesitate after the bastard even begged. He kept hitting him even after he was dead.

"See you in Hell." He said, exiting the room.

Wesker walked to the chair and sat down. That pissed him off. Freaking mortals interfere with every plan he has. His back was hurting from that shovel. Damn that had hurt.

"Release the virus." Wesker stated into a microphone, and five minutes later a man brought a file for him to read:

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T-VIRUS

We have released the T-Virus unto Thomas Williams, a survivor of The Teri incident, and has been subjected to give into the virus by September 29th. The mansion incident proved that the T-virus has been stabilized since the Teri incident and that the results are stronger, but a bit slower. Tom has been losing his blood cells rapidly, and the doctors found nothing in the system. The T-Virus is undetectable by corporate machines. One anti-virus sample is held within Raccoon hospital in the restricted area where professional William Birkin works. When Raccoon Police Department's S.T.A.R.S. squad is eliminated, No threat stands in our way. Four survivors of the Teri incident must be eliminated as one is scheduled to return to Raccoon in two days and the other three are already in no position to escape. According to recent reports Kyle is contaminated weakly by the T-Virus, possibility of quick recovery. Tom, as before mentioned, is sick with the T-Virus, no cure possibility after the 29th. Sandy has been in fine condition, and if any sexual activity happens between Tom and her would infect her. Project Nemesis is almost complete after a 2-month slumber period. Project Moros will be completed the 28th, and will be released prior outbreak. Jill Valentine, Rebecca Chambers, and Brad Vickers are the remaining S.T.A.R.S. members in Raccoon. Chris Redfield and Barry Burton are currently in Europe, in an undisclosed location. Project Nemesis has been programmed to Eliminate S.T.A.R.S. and Moros to eliminate the other four. Billy Coen has been spotted in an abandoned police precinct and has been reported helping the Teri incident survivors.

G-VIRUS

Have sent in a special team to Retrieve Birkin's virus samples. Due to his recent work, he has discovered a virus with regenerative capabilities. We must export Birkin and the G-Virus at once for the safety of the company.

The G-Virus as said before has regenerative capabilities, although it causes severe mutation and rapid loss of brain cells. Any man/woman injected with this discovery will be no match for the S.T.A.R.S. squad.

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Wesker closed the file and slipped it under his chair, into the data processor. A screen pressed itself unto the wall.

A female voice stated, "Name file."

"Viral document 2" Wesker stated into the microphone on his shirt. He saved the file under that name and ordered the man to return.

"Ye-yes sir?" he asked in a weak voice.

"Bring me Birkin's G-Virus." Wesker stated firmly.

"Yes." He said and left.

HUNK sat in a leather wheeled chair as Fred opened the door.

"Johnny, we need you and your team to extract the G-Virus from the desk of William Birkin."

"Not F again!" Hunk said, "I will not go to retract a virus for Umbrella again!"

Fred knew he wasn't gonna give in soon.

"Fine, we'll send in Matt." He knew Johnny hated Matt, and would take the job. He turned and saw the anger in his eyes.

"Ha! You think I'll fall for that again? I could care less if Matt dies, my sister died last time I helped out this fruity company!"

He knew how to blow his top, "Matt wouldn't care…" just as he said that, Johnny pulled out a handgun from under his jacket and fired two shots into Fred. He looked down at the injuries, and looked at Johnny with fearful eyes.

"You little F!" Hunk said to him. "Finally someone shut you up for good!"

"Johnny, I was kidding…" He fell in a pool of his own blood, and died.

Hunk just stood at his desk, and remarked, "You picked the wrong person to F with."

And then, came the intercom call.

"Johnathan, Report to Wesker's quarters immediately…"

"How could you kill your own mother?" The dark figure said.

Stephan turned around and said, "I didn't- She was like this when I entered!" The dark figure wasn't believing him. He ran back to the living room, and Stephan ran out the back door. He ran towards the garage, only ten feet away. He pressed the button to open the door and got into his father's pickup. He pulled out as a bat crashed into the windshield.

He started driving towards the airport. There was an early flight today and he was going to get on it, and find Kyle, he would understand, after all, he was his friend…

Kyle awoke in a soft warm bed. Sandy stood over him. Kyle didn't remember what had happened. He just knew he didn't want to remember.

"What time is it?" He asked Sandy.

"Seven A.M." She said with a hint of terror in her voice.

"Day?" He asked, grunting as he tried to sit up.

"twenty-seventh." She again answered, "You were out for two days, the doctor just said you were losing sleep."

Kyle's face turned serious. He took a minute to ponder this, and passed out cold again…