Lightning strikes near by as readers enter a mansion that's eerily familiar. All shuffle into the main hall looking for some source of life in this cold setting.

A dull thump is heard off in the distance, followed by gunshots, and reader all look at one another in fear, praying this is what they think it is and at the same time hoping that its not, they quickly close the doors behind them, knowing not to open them again.

Readers clutch each other in fear as the door to the further left starts to shake as if some one or thing is trying to get out, screaming can be heard from the other side as it starts to shake more violently.

Then, when they start to think it cant get worse, a dragging can be heard above them on the balcony, panic sets in and readers run the right hand door hoping for sanctuary.

This is much worse then the game; at least there they had the main hall as a safe house.

Readers are almost to the door but before the leading reader can touch the handle, it starts to turn.

Readers panic and try to back up in fear, but others behind them trip them in the process, the handle stops turning and the door opens to reveal none other then a young Dr. Marcus holding a kitchen knife, William Birkin not to far behind.

All readers scream like little girls (yes even you tough guys) and faint in fear.

A slightly confused look passes over Marcus's face, as the door to the left bursts open to reveal none other then a red faced Tam.

Tam: BILLY I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO FIX THAT DOOR!

Other various characters show up, from random directions. Chris, Jill, Rebecca, Leon, Random Tyrant, Wesker, Krauser, Hunk, Nemesis ect. All the characters we know about anyway.

Chris: What the hell is going on, and who are these people.

Wesker: I believe, Chris that these are what the Authoress calls "Readers".

Tam: Yeah I guess they are….

Jill: Why are they all passed out?

All: Marcus?

Marcus: I only wanted to ask the to join us for dinner.

Steve: I think it's the apron.

All look at Marcus, for he is indeed wearing an apron, a very frilly, very pink polka dotted apron.

Tam: (Rubs her temples) Where's Billy?

Marcus: Billy is still lost in chapter land.

Tam: Whoops, I forgot to pull him back out, (pulls crumbled paper from pocket, and tosses it at pile o readers) they'll sleep the shock off, and I got to find Billy.

Disclaimer: Sigh this little song and dance again? (Lawyers shake fists), I OWN NOTHING.

I ran for about twelve blocks before collapsing in a fit of laughter on to a bench. Looking around I noticed I was in a park, a nice park to, no doubt someone paid a lot of money for security here cause the wasn't any graffiti.

An Umbrella logo caught my eye, and my mood sobered; I wasn't surprised really, was there any town that wasn't owned by Umbrella? It hit me then, really hit me that, no matter were I ran, or how far, some one would always be after me.

Umbrella, or Wesker it really didn't matter, I was a fugitive.

Life on the run, could I live like that?

I mean I'm sure I could but how would I deal with that mentally, and what's worse is that id have no one to back me up, all those who cared about thought I was dead or living in Japan or whatever my mother told them. And thus for all intents and purposes, I was alone, and I would probably be alone, for a very long time, if not forever.

But now even if I did go to my brother for help, (presuming I could find them) I would do nothing but drag them further into my mess, not to mention id become what they intended to destroy, how would they feel if they knew I was no better then Wesker? No I wouldn't go down that road, better to think me dead then know I only live as a monster.

I don't want whatever memories of me that existed to be soured by the knowledge that I was worse then dead, and what they considered the enemy.

I sat on that bench for a long time just thinking, the truth was painful, it hurt, it really hurt, id never really thought about it till now, I mean of course before when id decided to escape from Umbrella, I had thought to go to my brother, but that was before Wesker and this crap took place.

Wesker, Albert Wesker was after me, and he was a Tyrant, a super human monster that could shred a human to pieces; not to mention Bugsy, Scar, and China chick.

Could I even stay ahead of them?

I could feel the despair starting to creep up on me, the kind of despair you feel only when you know that despite your range of options your still screwed in the long run.

Damned if I did, damned if I didn't.

Damn.

Maybe is should just…

NO, I WILL NOT THINK LIKE THAT, POSITIVE, MUST THINK POSITIVLY, I WILL get out of this I WILL survive, I CAN and WILL, NO ONE can stop me.

I REFUSE to give up and I REFUSE to be any mans tool or science experiment, hell who knows maybe there's a cure for this, maybe I could find a way to be, you know human again.

Maybe.

That was a big maybe, but hell, I wasn't my fathers daughter for nothing damn it; like my gramps always said, "Can't never tried".

Which brings me back to square one, what the hell am I going to do now?

I took a good look around, trying to see if something would give me a good hint; and I happened to glance a crossed an advertisement for some new type of jeans. Wait second, clothes?

I looked down; I looked back up, down, up, down, up.

AW SHIT!

No wonder everybody had been looking at me like I was crazy, I was wearing an Umbrella issue hospital dress thing. You know the thing they give you to wear when you go to the hospital, I was wearing one of those, it's not exactly like I've had time to change or anything to change into, hell I'm just happy that mine had a back.

At least they'd left my underwear on, perverted bastards (I'm referring to Umbrella) I patted my bra inquiringly to make sure a certain something was still there (No I did not expect my boobs to fall off or anything, I was looking for a certain bundle that Wesker had given me before).

Time to do some discount shopping, five-finger discount to be more precise.

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It didn't take me that long to find a decent place to borrow used cloths from, and it took even less time to borrow a kind business mans wallet either, of course he didn't know but hey, I'm like Robin Hood I steal from the rich and give to the needy, please note that I said needy, not poor.

My second stop was to bye myself a couple of new outfits, all on credit card might I add; and after a trip to the ATM I ditched the now useless plastic and decide to do the one thing my body wanted most, eat.

I think I ate twice my body weight in food at that dinner, poor waitresses. But on the plus side I tipped the well, (A.K.A Dropped a hundred and left), I had to leave this city, and it looks like its time for me to travel.

I had quiet a few shady friend I could rely on back home, and it didn't take me long to find a friend who owed a favor.

And I was on a bus back to my old hometown to get reacquainted.

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Q AND A

First I just wanted to thank my dear reviewers, the few of you who have (Out of 548 hits thus far I've gotten 13 reviews does that add up to you? Meh so long as they like my story and review eventually) and I also wanted to ask a few questions of my own.

Do you like the way this story is going? Or does it need something else?

Do you like the way I begin my chapters or do you want me to cut those out?

And last but not least, if you do like the way I begin my chapters, should I make a spin-off about Billy's adventure into lost chapter land?

I would be ever so helpful if someone would answer these questions, I ask my sis but she doesn't like to read my type of fan fiction, GO FIGURE.

Also i'm sorry if this chapter seems short but I have to put drama in life before drama in my stories.