Billy stood up. It had felt good to rest for a moment. He walked over to the door. Just to check, he pressed his ear to the door. They were still there, those stupid creatures. Sighing, he pushed the door open and swung his gun, sweeping the hall. It looked like a clear shot to the door. The door that lead to the dinning room up stairs. He was going back to kill a few things and to look around. Billy ran through the door. A zombie came around the turn up ahead by the door. In two shots it fell. Down but not dead. Not wanting to see it arise, Billy opened the door, shooting one of the zombies across the room.

Alright, through that door then across the hall.

He thought out his plan. The door was just up ahead. Gently, Billy Coen turned the knob and walked through. He heard a muffled voice and ran across to the next door, hoping that's where the person or people were. It could be a risk though. There might be someone like that crazy Marcus guy and Billy did not want to deal with another one of those. Sadly, there was only one way to find out. Billy swung the door open to find no one. He sighed. Stepping forward, he turned around the first turn. Nothing. Around the next turn. Nothing but dead zombies. So some one had been this way. With a sense of new hope, Billy ran through a door. It lead to the 2nd floor stairway. He ran around the turn and looked. No one.

Damn it! Where'd they go?

Walking along the long stairway, he saw a door that he had missed before. He pushed it open. It lead to a small room, a door on both sides. He turned to the door on his right and felt something hard and cold hit him in the back of his head. Billy fell to his knees.

What the hell?

He felt his face hit the floor as he blacked out.

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Albert Wesker stood over the unconscious Billy. This was perfect. Little miss Chambers would tell everyone that Billy was dead, leaving him the perfect test subject. There was a virus prototype that Wesker wanted to use but he had to be sure it worked and wouldn't kill him. That's where Billy came in. In his original plan, Albert was going to risk it. Just hope the virus didn't kill him, but know he had a new plan. Wesker pulled Billy into a study. Not bothering to prop him up, he grabbed a needle full of the virus prototype. Gently, he pressed the needle into Billy's arm. He pushed the liquid in and pulled the needle out.

Now we just play the waiting game. By how hard I hit him he might be out for a while but I've got time. The S.T.A.R.S are busy anyway.

Sitting in a chair, Wesker watched Billy carefully. The man had large muscles. If this worked out, he might be of use later. Leaning back, Wesker stared at the ceiling. He wasn't always the patient type. Billy stirred. Albert leaned forward, hoping the man was awake, but sadly Billy stayed asleep. Wesker sighed. He hadn't expected results immediately but they would be nice. Knowing the S.T.A.R.S. they would find their way to them and then the mission would be nearly impossible to complete.

Hurry up and wake up Billy.

In a hall close to the room, a person was waking. It had to be a human not a zombie. Hearing gun shots, Wesker jumped up and left the room, locking it from the outside. He sighed and took off running away from the sound.

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Billy opened his eyes. He was laying on a cold floor. Slowly, he sat up. It looked like a study. The back off his head hurt. He ran his hand over it. Wincing, he felt the large bump on his head.

Great.

Billy carefully stood up and looked around. There was a desk, bookshelves and a chair. It was a normal study. Smiling, Billy put a hand on his gun. It was still there. He twisted the door knob. It was locked from the other side. There were no other doors in the room. Maybe there was a key. The desk didn't have the key. Neither did the shelves.

Oh joy. My head hurts, I'm locked in a small room and Rebecca could be in danger.

He sighed and stared at the door. Maybe he could break it down. Billy put his gun up and lowered his shoulder to the door. Running, he hit the door. The wood splintered and shattered. Wow he was stronger than he thought. His shoulder didn't even hurt and the door had fallen to pieces. There were two doors. Billy took the door he knew lead to a hallway. Faster than he thought he could, Billy ran down the stairs and into the room at the bottom. He froze. Sitting on a chest in the corner, aiming her gun at him was Rebecca Chambers.

"Rebecca?" he asked stupidly.

"Billy?" she said running at him, wrapping her arms around his middle." I thought you went your own way. I thought I'd never see you again"

"well I had a run in with some dogs and remembered the mansion so I ran here." Billy said as she pulled away.

"Oh my. Are you okay?" she asked smiling at him.

" well I've got a bruise the size of my fist on the back of my head from something"

" from what?"

" I don't know. I was about to open a door and something slammed me in my head."

" Then what?"

" I woke up in a locked room and had to bust my way out." he looked at her. " So how'd you end up in here, princess" he smiled hoping to get a smile back.

She smiled " what have I told you about calling me that grandpa." she giggled " I got here by being split from another S.T.A.R.S. member."

" Oh really? Well not to burst what's left of your bubble but I've seen at least two dead S.T.A.R.S."

She frowned " do you remember anything about them?"

Billy thought for a moment. " one of them was wearing an orange shirt I think."

Rebecca gasped " oh my. That must have been Richard."

" sorry"

" I'll be okay at least I know Chris is alive."

" That's better than no one. Now does this Chris want you to stay here?"

"No he doesn't know where I am. I got chased and ran here"

" alright well how about we get out of this room and find this Chris"

" Yes sir Billy" she said smiling

" alright officer, let's go."

He walked to the door. Rebecca stood behind him. It felt good to have back up and to know that Rebecca was safe. Billy was so excited that he could have kissed her. As he opened the door he looked back. Rebecca smiled. That was encouraging. He pushed the door open.