The Letters of STARS and RPD

I do not own any characters mentioned in this story they belong to Capcom.

NOTE: Contains swearing and graphic written dialog.

My God...what have I done...?

She wasn't infected...she wasn't infected...and I've killed her...she wasn't infected and I've killed her...

JULY 24th 1998.

That was when it started. The mansion, the insident...the nightmere. It all started when we lost contact with BRAVO. They were alpha team, ready to go in first if somewhat second fiddle...but they were a good team...

Wesker came back from somewhere, but he never said where from and when we asked him he just brushed it to one side but he kept looking at me oddly...those dark shiney sunglasses, in fact I don't think I've ever seen him without them, let alone his eyes...but what made me concerned was this sly smile, showing off his clean white teeth. I hated it, I never trusted Wesker...even though he was higher up than me, I had to command from his slow sleepy voice, it gave me the creeps...

He wasn't back for long from where he came from but straight away he came to me and kept asking me about my family, my beautiful wife and my two daughters...I didn't like it one bit.

The same day later on, we got a bit concern about BRAVO, but we had reports that they had crashed in the Raccoon forest, not far from that mansion...where those bodies of hikers were found, ripped to shreads.

We arrived at the location and found BRAVO's helicopter, it was ripped to pieces, I couldn't believe what I saw, their was a body in the cockpit, his face was gone...blood still dripping and black fluid from where I'm guessing, was where his eyes were...but the crash didn't do this to him, it was something else...I wish I knew what...

Suddently Joseph was shouting something...then he screamed...it happened way to fast and the next minute, Joseph was gone, his screams silent...nothing but the sound of a dying man. Jill shoot at these things moving and before I knew it, we were all running...

Wesker mentioned to go to the mansion and so we did, still running...these things, creatures I've never seen in my life were chasing us...Jill and Chris shoot at these things, direct hits but didn't go down, they just...kept coming back at us...they got up and carried on chasing us. I turned and shot one, the flash of my gun lit up the grounds for a split second, quick flashes of dogs, but not really dogs...just creatures that looked like dogs, their skin and blood...their flesh was still fresh...as if they've been skinned alive...and angry, very angry! What the fuck where they?

I turned around and Wesker was running next to me, I don't know if it was my imagination but I swear to God, Wesker was smiling...I couldn't tell, it was dark but I can't worry about that now...I other things on my mind.

"Barry, go to that door now" shouted Wesker.

I spotted the door and went for it, but Wesker went the other way, he carried on following Chris and Jill. Most of those dog-like creatures went after them and I just one to deal with. I got my colt, took a deep breath...if I missed, it could be the end of me...BANG...head exploded, blood, ripped brain and skull flying out of the burst head, the animal went down...it twitched, but it still growled...BANG the twitching stopped...no way could anything survive my bullets to the head, not even for a muscle spasem...

The fog was getting thicker and the night was getting colder. I looked around the fields, I had time...nothing was coming my way for now. There no wind.

I heard a slam...a door slam...I'm praying the others made it.

I walked around the mansion...no sign of Chris and no sign of Jill...they were gone...but here is the point of my story...I found Wesker. I now know why he smiles to me and asks me about my family...he's got them hostage, the fucking bastard...THE FUCKING BASTARD!! He had a gun to my head and if I didn't do as he said...he only needed to give the word to one of his men and my family would be...I couldn't bear to say the word, let alone think about it...what choice did I have? Bastard!

He wanted me to kill Chris and Jill...so off I went, and Wesker warned me that he would be watching me and if I didn't do as I say...

Later on I did find Jill but I couldn't face the facts, she was my friend and she was looking for Chris...Wesker never mentioned a time limit on Chris and Jill's death...just don't let them escape the mansion, that's all. By then I've seen dead people walk and moan, frog creatures with jump speeds I've never seen in my life...Umbrella...Wesker was working for Umbrella, they were upto no good, making this...T-Virus, that reanimates the dead, it was gonna be used in armies and military but it's all gone wrong...and playing God would do that...

I'll skip to the chase...Wesker was killed by his own creation...the Tyrant...Me, Jill, Brad, Chris and Rebecca, who I believe was new, had escaped hell and Wesker was rotting in it...but like any other Virus this world has...it spreads.

By the time we got back, we tried to warn the police and public but within months, the T-Virus was in the city and was impossible to stop. Chris by then had already gone, he went to the Antartic if I remember correctly...something like...? Jill, stayed in the city but last I heard...she did manage to escape.

Weeks before we went our seperate ways, I went to see my family, they were all sick...the kids wouldn't stop stratching, the wife was throwing her guts up...it was a circus in our house, the house was wardened off...but for some reason I wasn't infected. Umbrella sciecentist quarratined my house. I couldn't leave the house neither but I needed to get themout of here and quick...I've seen what that virus could do...and yes, my kids were infected...I couldn't bring myself together... but my wife was unconfirmed but she had the same signs as the kids did...she was asleep...but I could hear those kids in pain...something needed to be done...and I knew what...?

I went to their door, their was no sound, no struggle, movement...shit, it's started. I filled my gun up, lock stock. I entered the room...it was dark, I felt the wall to find the light switch, I pressed it and there they were...standing, smiling...pale...dead...they were chewing their fingers, snapping the bones off, blood sqeezing out of their mouths...they spotted me and roared, they came at me...no act of God could've stopped me as I pulled my trigger and watch my oldest daughters head exploded, I felt nothing...the same to my youngest, two bullets, one ripping her chest, blood bursting like a balloon and the other through her eye, the eye being pushed back and ripping black fluid mxing with the flowing blood, she gurgled, no scream, no pain...no longer will I hear her laughter...neither of them...but in theory, these last moments were not with my daughters but the foul pits of hell. Their must be a God, a heaven...if hell already excists...

What about my wife, she was infected too...it was only a matter of time.

I walked backed into our room...hand on my trigger...and I whispered..."I love you and I'll always love you...my beautiful sweetheart.

She opened her eyes. "Barry...?"

But it was too late, the next minute I know...the bed and walls were covered in her blood, her body flopped and life exited her. I did shead a tear...it was nearly thirty years with this woman and now it seems like a fucking waste.

There was a letter on her bed desk, it was address to me and it was about Jane...she was negative...she...she didn't have the Virus...she didn't...have it...

My God...what have I done...?

She wasn't infected...she wasn't infected...and I've killed her...she wasn't infected and I've killed her...

I couldn't believe my judgement...what the hell have I done...I couldn't cope with this guilt, my tears were dropping on the floor, soaking into my beard first...I saw my wife again and the dreadful thing I've just done...he was heathly nothing but a stupid stomach bug...she was gonna be fine...now she's dead, along with my kids...

Damn you, Umbrella

I had a few more bullets left...I put the gun to my head...the trigger slightly squeezed, expecting darkness over my eyes...then, something caught my eye...it was a mission from an unknown goverment...it mission to go on a ship, a cruise ship...I don't know...but I felt as if I needed to do this...it was gonna take Umbrella down...Chris and Jill are doing their part...why shouldn't I?

I read the letter more and found out that Leon S. Kennedy was already on that ship...he left Raccoon City a couple of weeks ago...maybe he knew something we didn't...

This is it then...I hope I can survive this and do my mission, I'll contact these people as soon as possible. For those millions of people who have died...the surviving S.T.A.R.S will bring down Umbrella...

For my wife, Jane and my two beautiful kids...

Barry.