He had that shrug look on that face, as though an adorable puppy begging for attention as he stood in the fall weather. The faded brown leather jacket huddled around his black shirt and blue scarf. Thick strand of dark hair waved across his forehead as the wind gentle kissed his red cheeks. Alice stood on the marble steps of the mansion, Spencer wasn't home, and some how he was there. "Why are you here?" Alice asked coldly, even though her soul flew into the heavens. His broad shoulders gave a slight shrug. "I just read about your big win, and how you ended up in such a big house, I decided it wouldn't be bad to visit a very close friend." His voice was deeper, but Alice loved very sound of it. "Why?" she continued, knowing she had hurt him long ago. "Well I didn't become a fire man, or a doctor, that's a start on reminiscing." Alice couldn't help but move her jaw muscles into a smile. "Then what are you Cole Blake?" she asked with a hint of a tune. "I am a S.T.A.R.S. member." He said. "A rookie, but still, it is a start." Alice's time froze.
"Do you remember anything?" Dr. Isaacs's voice asked as Alice snapped to reality. She stood in the shower as the warm water trickled down her back. There was no one to console her. Claire and her caravan, what was left of it, headed for Alaska, just hoping the virus didn't survive the cold, but as Alice scrubbed the soap into her blonde hair she began to wonder what would of happened if she never accepted the job at Umbrella? Maybe Spencer would never have released the virus, and if he did, maybe Matt would have never been captured, and she might have married Cole. She knew that she definitely wouldn't be subjected to live as a freak made by Umbrella, there was a possibility that she would have become one of the mindless, but deep down she knew that she'd still be alive because Cole would have taken care of her, even if it cost his life.
She began to sob as she leaned up against the old cracked tile of the shower. "I am sorry." She moaned as tears fell down her tender cheeks. There was a pain in her head again as her palm held her temple to aid the harsh swelling pain. There was a surge of power, she knew that kind of surge well, something else was set free by Umbrella, another delay, the something she had to kill. She calmed down as the tears washed away with the shower rain. "I am going to need ammo." She stated blatantly. She got out and dressed herself in clean cloths she commandeered from KOHLS. She walked outside the room and She strode down the musty hall. She slowed to a halt at the end of the hall, when Umbrella is defeated what other life would there be? Umbrella was the only civilization out there, she then knew that she only wanted to kill those responsible, not those unwillingly present. She could invade Umbrella, and there can be a new civilization created to restart the Earth.
The sun shown bright in her face as she walked out into the desert life of wasted lush terrain. There was a bike resting on a kickstand. She had recovered a new one after re-entering Las Vegas. She mounted it and the engine roared on. "One day." She said looking west and rode off down the aged road.