THE FOLLOWING HOURS

In a lab somewhere in Canada, a teen was hooked up on a bed. He was alive, and a series of pads were stuck to his head, connected by wires.

It was the distant future, and they were trying to make him remember.. And remember he did, so clearly…

The helicopter landed at a wide base, on the helipad at the top. The base was about 100 stories, with the estimate to most. A pretty big base..

James was pulled out of the helicopter, and brought down. He was slowly waking up and looked around. ''Didn't think Heaven looked like this..''

He was getting carried too a lab, and was completely unable to move so far. He did know he wasn't dead, and wasn't at the college.. Now he was worried.

''You are at RoE.. The main complex.'' He was confused, but listened. ''Do you know about your dad?'' He was beginning to be able to move little by little..

''Yeah..'' He said slowly, he knew his father made RoE..But not much else, or his child-hood for that matter. The man in the black suit nodded…

He was white, about 7 feet, and looked pretty tough.. So no reason to try and fight the guy with flat blonde hair. ''I have to explain.''

The trip was very long, the place was big. ''Your dad.. Worked for a company called Umbrella.. Over the years various things have occurred involving zombies.. You saw them.''

''You are a zombie.. Or rather a human, zombie.. From files discovered your body rejected what is called the T-Virus, the cause for creating a zombie.'' James looked confused. ''Say what?''

The man just laughed. ''This virus, has been studied for various purposes.. Your dad was corrupt, and tried to make a company to rival Umbrella.. He was killed as a result.''

''Umbrella…Zombie…T-Virus…Do I look stupid?'' James quickly replied. The man coughed, and just sighed. ''You saw zombies.. Do I have a reason to lie?''

''..I don't know, but this isn't sounding real.'' The man shook his head. Automatic doors slid open, and they went inside a white room. The man dropped him.

James got up quickly and made a quick swing for the Man's face. The guy took a quick step back, and tripped him. Teen fell and just sighed. ''Ow…''

''I'm not here to fight you… Rather, to tell you we need you. You aren't like ordinary humans.. You are smarter, faster, stronger..And you don't die as easily..''

He looked a little confused..From what seemed like no-where, a wide screen appeared.. It showed James, and what seemed like statistics? It confused him even more..

''Zombies die through bullets..To the head.'' A 9 mm handgun was tossed at James who caught it… Wasn't the first time he held a gun.. Growing up in Brooklyn, was dangerous…

''Man, I could kill you right now with this.'' James aimed the gun toward the man, both hands tightly gripping it. ''No bullets, buddy.'' The man said with a smile.

''You know how to use that right?'' He nodded. ''I know how to use any gun you can think of. Don't ask.'' The man kept on smiling. ''Alright, we'll continue.''

Hand slid into the black pants pockets, and tossed a magazine. He pulled out the empty magazine, and caught the new one in his free hand, before sliding it in.

''Now since you don't believe me..We have something here for you.'' The automatic doors opened, and a cage was dragged in by some others in black suits.

The cage was unlocked, and the others backed up..It opened and a corpse came out.. It was clearly rotting, and it's head was jerked too it's shoulder.. Seemed like it couldn't move it.

It started taking slow steps toward him. ''Hey stop.'' He wasn't aiming the gun at it, he thought it was a joke. It continued, and made a slight hiss. Hands extended toward James..

''Shoot the damn thing, unless you want to die.'' He moved the gun, and aimed it at the zombies head… It kept moving, showing no fear. So he pulled the trigger…

A bullet came out quickly, going right through where you would expect the brain to be.. He had pretty good aim, and experience with guns, so he could shoot one easily.

He took a step back, as it fell over. ''Good…Now we need you..You can kill these zombies easily.. You are special.. You won't die if you get infected by one..''

It made sense now.. Why they got him. ''We can train y-'' James quickly interrupted. ''What about my friends?'' He was wondering now.. About Fernando and Nakia.

''Don't worry, they are going to die, we all have to make sacrif….'' He was interrupted once again, this time with an angry response. ''I'm going to save them..''

The man looked at him. ''You aren't in the position to make demands.. You are killable, you just won't turn into a zombie.'' The smile was brought upon his face again.

In turn, James moved the pistol to the side of his head. ''Well, I don't care, you wouldn't want me to die would you?'' The smile faded. ''You wouldn't commit suicide..''

''Sure I would..'' He quickly responded. ''Then how would you save your friends?'' The man sighed. ''We all have to make sacrifices right? Besides Fernando could save them.''

''He was taken away…By Umbrella.'' James dropped the pistol. ''…Why was he?'' He shook his head. ''I do not know yet, however..'' ''I have to save him!'' James couldn't let his best friend for years…End up a zombie.

''If you want too, you have to destroy Umbrella and the various rip-off corporations..'' He knew he was being used, but he didn't care. He was thinking why he was so anxious to possibly get killed…

''If you let me go to the College, and save the survivors then sure.'' James said and started towards the door. ''They might not even be alive..'' The man picked up the pistol..

''I'll just have to take that risk.'' The man nodded. ''Alright.. Allow us to train you for one day, and then you can go.'' James nodded. ''Whatever it takes..''

They both exited the room..And the two days, he learned more information…He was ready..To fight.