A.N: Just noticed I forgot to put a disclaimer on Wesker last chapter. Anyways, I know you I promised you guys I would update in 2 months and I didn't…which was a bit of a dick move, so I'm most definitely positively going to write a Christmas chapter for this story. So yeah, if I don't (I promise I will) you can come to my house and like shoot me or something, idk. SO onwards with this stuff, uhm yeah, that's about it.

DISCLAIMER: I Do NOT own Wesker or any of the OCs in this chapter or the previous one. I only own Jordan (I don't even own this plot TT_TT).

Everyone was gathered around a large one story building waiting for more orders.

"Alright everyone! Let's get a move on; into the shooting range!" Jordan walked forward and unlocked the front door then herded in all the campers. Wesker and herself were the last ones inside.

They were facing a large row of mini shooting windows surrounded by thick soundproof walls, and a double sided mirror on the back for Jordan to observe them in.

"Basically, all of you are going to get in a booth and get all suited up with your equipment to simulate a real S.T.A.R.S, Umbrella, B.S.A.A, etc. mission. Then you wait until the light in your stall flashes green. The target you are aiming for is the villain holding the woman." Jordan pointed to 2 lights in each stall; they were all red at the moment. She then gestured to the picture at the end of the stall; it was a man in all black with a mask holding a woman hostage.

"Each round that hits the villain is 1 point; headshots are 2 points, if the woman is harmed in any way that's a deduction of 3 points. Shooting while the light is still red results in disqualification, and since the points are cumulative your team will be at a disadvantage. So everybody pick a booth and get strapped in." Jordan observed the campers sleepily moving to their stations. She purposely woke them up at sunrise because operatives don't always get the luxury of rest on missions and they'll need to be just as alert and accurate as they normally would, or it could be fatal.

"Whoa! Really?" Jordan looked over to see Wesker standing next to a very happy Boog.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Jordan stormed over before grabbing Boog by his forearm and literally throwing him into a stall.

"Get ready Boog, and you need to stop stealing my freaking campers!" Jordan ran a hand through her hair before noticing that everyone, minus Boog, was ready and waiting. Jordan walked over to a microphone that would be used as an intercom.

"Everyone remain calm and alert. When the light flashes green you will have approximately 45 seconds to fire 12 rounds into the targets at the end of the wall." Jordan walked over to the Casey's stall.

"Remember: If you shoot prematurely you will be disqualified. The first test will begin in 5 seconds…5…4…3…2…1." None of the lights flashed green, but someone shot all their rounds on rapid succession.

"Just as I thought. Casey connected all shots; 7 headshots, no injuries. 19 points." Jordan sighed to herself; she had a feeling Casey would do this just to make her angry, but she wasn't sure she'd do it with a disqualification on the line.

She needs to be more considerate of the team and not just her own amusement. Nonetheless she predicted this and was counting on this result for a test, so she let it slide.

"Are you going to disqualify her?" Wesker asked from over Jordan's shoulder.

"No, she's a… special condition." Jordan replied as she covered up her notes/tally sheet.

"Ah, I see." Wesker walked over to a random booth, which happened to be Leslie's and pressed the green button. The light flashed on,

"Hey, wait for me to get over there first." Jordan rushed over in time to see Leslie's performance. Leslie almost automatically began shooting as a reaction to the signal.

"Very nice… 11 rounds connected. 6 headshots, but she grazed the woman's ear; so that's 13 points." Wesker nodded in approval silently and took a step back from the stalls.

"I can actually pick this time? How sincere of you." Jordan threw a fake smile as she tried to pick someone from Team Bravo.

"How about you…" Jordan pressed the button and stared into the window.

"You've got to be kidding me." Jordan said with a sigh; Lindsay saw the light and immediately turned to wave at the window. Shoot the target, please. You only have 30 seconds left.

"She's an odd one." Wesker interjected as Lindsay shot an almost perfect round.

"Tell me about it, but she gets results so I don't care." Lindsay got 9 headshots and 2 neck shots, but unfortunately for this competition they would be scored as regular shots.

"Would it be more efficient if we split up?" Wesker asked.

"Yes, exponentially. Thanks for ask-" Wesker was already scoring someone else, evidenced by the shots. I guess he wasn't being considerate, he was just giving a heads up."

With the 2 hosts now split up the scoring went by faster and less awkwardly.

The final tally for the individuals was:

Casey: 19 points Susan: 11 points

Leslie: 13 points Damon: 18 points

Boog: 14 points Rebecca: 15 points

Michael: 17 points James: 13 points

Christine: 13 points Logan: 14 points

Alex: 7 points Lindsay: 21 points

The final total scores leave Team Alpha with 83 points and Team Bravo with 92 points.

"The winner of this competition is Team Bravo. Congratulations you guys. Your reward is to spend the rest of the day with Wesker, and you get to sleep in tomorrow while Team Alpha does mandatory shooting practice." Team Alpha groaned while Team Bravo basically jumped and screamed in excitement.

"BUT, before you go I want to discuss some things first. Everyone did very well here today and I'm proud of you all, but I observed some things that will help you along your journeys. The added equipment and the decision, on my part, to make you wait in a ready stance was to fatigue you all slightly along with the lack of sleep. Some of you aren't that physically strong yet, so that made it more difficult for you to get an accurate shot. Also, some of you got very high scores that were penalized by shooting the civilian; in real life those points aren't just points, they are real lives that need to be handled with caution and care. Alright, I'm done. You can go get some sleep, a shower, or go talk to Wesker if you're on Team Bravo. Team A has the same choices minus the Wesker part."

Jordan was trying to find Wesker to keep a look out, and she saw Lindsay almost immediately placed herself at Wesker's side.

"I'm sure that Lindsay won't give him time to do anything too terrible." Jordan said with a smile as she sent a few guards to look out just in case. She went to the cafeteria to see that most of the people had actually gone back to the cabins to sleep.

"Not surprising." Jordan said with a sigh. She looked out the window to see Lindsay harassing Wesker and he caught her gaze with a look asking if he could leave or kill her. Jordan smirked and shook her head. He scowled at her and continued his lethal glare until Jordan opened the window.

"What's the matter Wesker, I thought you didn't take orders."

So that's the chapter, I hope I didn't disappoint anyone too deeply. I'm doing something very dangerous right now. I'm writing the chapter and immediately uploading it to FF; without editing. *le gasp*Anyways R&R and please don't lose hope in me! Have a nice day guys :D.