This is a complete OC chapter; this chapter is to make the OC character mysterious and hopefully slightly loveable. Hopefully it'll have people wondering why Umbrella is chasing him, that is my main goal. I'd also just like to put out there that I'm Australian so the way I pronounce or spell a word is different from say the way it's spelt in America and there is a chance that somewhere during the story I'll end up approaching a language barrier such as 'tap' and 'faucet' so I'd like to apologize for that now. Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter, next one up after I've updated my other story.

Disclaimer – Somebody once told me if you wish hard enough you can have anything you want...Well I mustn't be wishing hard enough because Resident Evil does not belong to me.

The guns reminded me,
That this was just an attempt to punch holes in the darkness,
That enveloped us now

Michael Poeltl

xxx

The screeching of tires could be heard for miles, even if it was rubber against sand. The black 1970 Dodge Charger bouncing around the desert would have been enough to cause a stir before the apocalypse but even still it was a natural occurrence even before the apocalypse for Carter Malbye.

Carter slammed down harder on the accelerator jumping the sand dune and ditch as Umbrella's vehicles slowly closed in behind him. He slammed his foot down on the brake and yanked the steering wheel to the right the moment the tires hit the gravel road.

The smell of burning rubber filtered through the air in and around Carter's car, he took a glance out the passenger side of the car noting the Umbrella vehicles starting their jump of the sand dune. Slamming his foot on the accelerator, the car started its push forward down the Interstate, with a glance over his right shoulder he noted one of the Umbrella vehicles had landed in the ditch and another had gone nose first into the Interstate gravel, the third skidding to a halt just like he had before continuing its pursuit.

He turned back to the long stretch of road that continued to stretch into the horizon, letting his eye's flick down to the slowly increasing speedometer. His foot was pressed down as hard as it could be against the accelerator, with a glance back at the now quickly approaching Umbrella vehicle he turned back to the road in front of him with a sigh.

One thing he knew was Umbrella never gave up...especially when it came to him. He had to lose that last vehicle before it was on him but with a long stretch of road and barren wasteland losing Umbrella was proving to be difficult. He ducked taking a quick glance back as his trunk window as it shattered into a million pieces. He had, had this millions of times, once Umbrella started figuring out you weren't going to stop they started firing; he was just surprised it took them this long to figure out he wasn't pulling over on his own free will.

Carter followed the Umbrella vehicle with his eye's until it was on the right side of his vehicle slamming into him to drive him off the road. He sent a small apologetic sorry to his car before yanking the steering wheel to the right ramming the Umbrella vehicle with screeching metal against metal. He knew his car probably had scratches the length of its body on it now. The Umbrella vehicle didn't even seem fazed by the hit; he ducked once more as pistol bullet's erupted through his passenger side window passing through the car and shattering his driver side window, the whizz of bullets skimming over his head as his heart started hammering away as the adrenaline kicked in.

He slammed the brake down spinning the car around to face the opposite direction. He let his head fall forward against the steering wheel at the cocking off shotguns, stun guns, pistols and assault rifles. He turned his head to face the brown haired man with a crew cut, he gave a small innocent smile as the door was yanked open and him yanked out of the vehicle a few seconds later. Umbrella was always quick to pounce which meant you had to be quicker or pay the consequences.

"Search the vehicle up and down," the brown haired man yelled before he slammed the blonds face down onto the heated gravel road. "And you stay still," he growled holding both hands behind them young man's back.

"Hey, hey don't need to ask me twice," Carter retorted with a grin.

Carter remained stoic scrunching up his face once at the pain shooting through the middle of his back the moment the man above him dug his knee into the centre. He shifted his face slightly trying to remove the burning heat of the gravel below him from searing his face. He heard the shuffling die down after a few minutes and with a small grin he was yanked up off the ground and shoved away. He let the grin widen as he rubbed his wrist and rolled his shoulder's letting the pain subside.

"We didn't find anything ma'am," the Lieutenant turned back to his Captain.

"Did you check inside the seats or under the trunk floor?" Carter questioned with a raised eyebrow and a chuckle.

"Just tell us where it is and we let you go," Lieutenant Stone spoke again giving a nod towards the men to search the areas the young man had suggested.

"Okay to tell you where something is, I need to know what that something you're looking for is," Carter's grin disappeared as he gave a small shrug of his shoulders watching his beloved car being interrogated.

"Nothing but a horde of weapons," one the uniformed men turned back towards his Lieutenant.

"I could have you locked away for possession of all those weapons," the Lieutenant took a threatening step forward towards Carter.

"Have you taken a look around lately," he spoke up amusement tinting his tone and a sarcastic remark on the forefront of his mind. He shut his mouth biting his bottom lip to keep himself from saying it, the only thing it would accomplish is to escalate his current situation.

"Stand down Lieutenant," Captain Harper took a step forward towards the young blond haired man, "Just tell us where you put it."

"I don't know what you mean," Carter stood his ground he wasn't going to be intimidated by a woman least of all an Umbrella Officer.

"Then why did you drive away?" Lieutenant Stone asked aggravation evident in his tone, leaning back and crossing his arms to prevent himself from shoving a fist into the blonds face.

"Because you were chasing me," he replied sarcastically back to the Lieutenant while continuing the staring contest that had developed between himself and the Captain.

Lieutenant Stone huffed before opening his mouth and slamming it shut just as quickly once the Captain raised a hand to silence him. "That will be enough Lieutenant, everybody round up were heading back."

"But ma'am..." he halted his sentence at the glare he received from the Captain with a scowl he pivoted stomping back to the Umbrella vehicle.

Carter gave a small snort of laughter as the Captain entered the Umbrella vehicle before it started up and U-turned driving away in the direction they had come from. Carter let out a sigh of relief before approaching his shambled car, pushing the hood up with a click he chuckled as he picked up the metallic suitcase wedged between the engine and inside body of the car. Slamming the hood back down and making his way around the car to the driver's side.

He slid inside after shoving the driver side seat back in place. He shifted for a few seconds to get comfortable before throwing the metallic case over his right shoulder, hearing the small thud it made as it connected with the destroyed cardboard boxes and loose tin cans of food. He turned the key in the ignition, revving the engine for a few seconds before driving off in the opposite direction of Umbrella.

Next update will be after I've update my other story so it should be up shortly. Hope you enjoyed.