Present Day In A Bar

"Well why the fuck not?" a man said, mouth set in a thin line.

"Hmmm let's see work, yoga, personal time?" Claire Redfield said.

"It's just one date, come on!"

The man was James Atkins, trying as hard as ever to win a date with Claire Redfield, an up and coming S.T.A.R.S member.

"Why are you so god damn persistent? If I said no once I said it a thousand times to you. We go through this twice a week. NO."

"We do the same job, in fact were on the same team, and I can find time for a date but you can't? There has to be a reason why! Am I unattractive?"

"That's beside the point; the point is, I don't have time for dates - not yesterday, not today, and not tomorrow, so leave me alone."

"Fine, Claire, fine. When you see me on a date though with someone who's not you, don't come crying for a second shot."

With that closing statement he left.

Claire's house a few hours later

Claire was biting down on the eraser of her pencil while she shifted through a few papers. "Budget cuts," she mumbled. She twirled the pencil expertly between her fingers; she wasn't all that interested in this paperwork but who was? She heard a ringing down the hall "Damn phone."

Claire was a bright girl. She was 21, 5 feet 9 inches, she was very beautiful, but surprisingly single. She spent few years searching for her brother Chris Redfield before joining the S.T.A.R.S. She could kill a man 150 different ways with her hands and could do wonders with a gun. She's been through a lot so the S.T.A.R.S missions don't shake her. She's competent and an excellent member of the team.

"Claire? It's Justin I just got some news."

"What is it?" Claire asked urgently.

"Captain wants us down at office ASAP he said."

"Really? For what?" Claire said.

"Don't ask me. He just called me and said phone up all the S.T.A.R.S I got news."

"I'll be there in ten. Bye."

"Bye," Justin said and hung up.

The man was Justin Chin a fellow S.T.A.R.S member. He was a competent hacker as well as a chemical and weapons specialist. He could assemble a stationary chain gun in less than 2 minutes and mix any kind of chemicals you needed. He had black hair, was very skinny but tough, and was about 6 feet 1. He was being 22 years old. He was a funny guy around the office but in the heat of danger he could be kind of flaky.

Claire grabbed her keys and was out the door. She got in her 2006 Scion TC. She wondered what this big news was but didn't ponder too long. She'd find out soon enough. "What the fuck?" Her headlights hit a shadow canine in sheep faster than any dog she'd ever seen though. She grabbed her berretta out of her glove box and jumped out the car. Her head cocked to the side as the shape dashed into the trees. She had good night vision but could not see a thing. Whatever it was let out a howl. It sounded different though, a wet lifeless howl. It dashed across the street. Claire fired one of the slugs and pounded it right in the rib cage, which to her surprise was exposed. The bullet knocked the thing into the bushes, but it skittered off before she could take a closer look. That's fucked up what was that shit she thought. She got back in her car and made it to the station. Claire smiled seeing the whole gang in the office talking and chatting waiting for the captain. She walked in and hung her jacket up as she was greeted by Justin.

"Hey you look bad; what's got you shook?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just something I saw on the way up."

Justin, nosy as ever, persisted. "What did you see?"

"It's nothing Justin. I don't want to bother you with it."

"Fine Claire if you don't want to tell your best friend in the whole world what you saw on the way up here, that's fine.

"What did Claire see?"

The man who spoke was Brian Adams the team's copter pilot and demolitions man. He was a big guy about 6 feet 5 with a broad chest and shoulders. He was a good guy, very likeable. He had a wife and three kids at the young age of 29. He had short hair in a military buzz and always carried around a custom M1A1 while on the job.

"I didn't see anything. Justin is just being nosy."

"Lay off. Justin doesn't pressure a lady into something she doesn't want to do." Brian said as he winked at Claire.

"You know what? Fuck you Brian, you always take her side." Justin said with a grin playfully hitting Brian in the shoulder.

"Because I was taught real young that the ladies are always right," Brian grinned.

"Can't argue with you there man." James said finally speaking up.

James Atkins was a short guy with a good build and a good heart. He was the teams expert on all locks. He could break into any door with ease. He was also a back up pilot. He had shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes and was 24. He carried around a custom Colt Python with him at all times. He was also a fan of the shotgun. While he was portrayed as a loser, always being rejected by Claire, he was a good guy. He was a heavy Opera attendee and someone that always had your back.

At that second the captain walked through the door.

"How's it going kids?" The captain said with a broad grin.

"Pretty good cap just swapping old sex stories and crazy things we did as kids." Brian said with a laugh.

"Sounds like fun; too bad I missed it."

"So what's this emergency cap?" James said.

The captain was a real nice guy. He called the S.T.A.R.S kids because he was the oldest - only a mere 32. His name was Michael Becker but everyone called him Mike. He had a brown hair cut in a buzz and was big, standing at 6 feet 2. He had a good build, was stocky, and could hold his on in a fight. He used to be a convict and robbed 2 banks. He got out on good behavior, cleaned up his act, and became captain of the S.T.A.R.S. He had no family and no relationships. He was just waiting for the right woman.

"You see, a famous scientist name Greg Reynolds was working with a virus. I'm sure you're all familiar with it now, it's been all over the news for the past 6 years. The T virus is very dangerous. Well, he used another called the G virus to bring back a man from the dead. The man's identity is unconfirmed, but we believe he's still in the compound with the virus on the loose in that compound; who knows what's going on. It's very dangerous. The compound is not big, so this should not take to long, but we need to be careful. Brian, prep the chopper, James, pass out weapons, Justin, assist James, and Claire, go pack up the equipment LETS MOVE."

Well loyal readers heres chapter 2 hope you enjoy chapter 3 will be coming out soon. Pitch me some ideas for the story some opinions cmon readers!