Hey guys, time for the second chapter of this, sorry about the wait for some reason it wouldn't let me upload it. Hope you like and thanks to sophie623 && Lotsofimagination for the reviews, it means a lot.

She raced home without a single glance back, the pit of her stomach was overcome with joy that she didn't even notice she was speeding resulting in her not getting one but receiving three speeding tickets. Lucky for her law enforcement cared less about her speeding and were more concerned about stopping any zombie or infected from getting into the small town where she lived. The female had taken into account the size of the area when she moved small enough so that if the infection spread there wouldn't be too many zombies to tackle with yet big enough that she would be able to get any help or provisions that she would need. After all with Umbrella after her she needed to be careful, she was so careful in fact that she was no longer Claire Redfield. She had been going by the alias of Alex Grimshaw for a fair while now not that it was really flashy but she liked it that way.

Claire or rather Alex wondered how long it would take for her brother to come back, the BSAA had informed her that Jill was alive and well not to mention that Chris would be returning with another partner known as Sheva. She couldn't wait to meet either one of the females so that she could crush Jill in a dead lock hug grip while passing her view on this new African partner. She guessed that her brother would want to team up with Jill again yet wasn't sure if they would allow her back after everything she did, Claire knew that it wasn't her fault but the BSAA weren't one's for forgiveness not since Wesker. Sliding off of her bike in mid thought she hurried indoors before a neighbor clocked her to talk for hours on end. With a gentle sigh she threw her keys onto the counter then sprawled out into her leather sofa loving the feeling of the cool texture as it brushed softly against her skin.

With a thud she jumped to her feet startled after hearing a gunshot. Slowly looking around she clocked the culprit allowing a laugh to fall from her jaw, it was her alarm clock which she had purchased for the soul reason of making a gun shot noise with each number instead of beeping away which quite frankly bored her to death. Claire united her hair band releasing her brunette locks which swayed in a strange rhythm around her neck before she began to get to work.

Four hours later after a lot of yelling, swearing, pacing and throwing things the young Redfield sibling had finished. Not only had she cleaned her whole place top to bottom but she had freshly cooked everything that her and that of her guests would be eating that night. The female just hoped that Sheva wasn't a vegetarian or she was going to have hardly anything to munch on unlike her brother who would probably devour the whole arrangement before anyone could get a look in. Still no matter what, they were siblings and she could truly say that she loved her brother more than anything. Well bike's came first but Chris was a very close second. Sort of.

Her eyes darted from the clock to her front door every few moments her ears listening intently that she would be able to hear as soon as something walked up her drive. She could almost feel the tension in the room. It was safe to say that the Redfield female wasn't the most patient person when it came to waiting for someone to arrive. Children on the other hand were a completely different thing all together and although they could be far more demanding than adults Claire just found it far more easier to look after a child than a full grown person.

"Sherry" she found herself murmur wondering how the female was doing. Claire guessed that she would be all grown up now she hoped she had a happy childhood after that dreadful day, her own father. "Poor kid"

Finally the doorbell rang pulling the female out of her day dream noticing that she was still in food covered clothes. Shouting for them to wait Claire ran to her bedroom pulling on a tight pair of blue jeans, a black top and her signature red jacket. She had only just slid her arms in when the female's front door burst open with a fearsome shot. This time it wasn't her clock. Normally you would suspect someone to freeze up or panic but Claire wasn't a normal person thus instead of diving for her mobile she threw her hands underneath her silk white pillow producing a Browning Hipower handgun in each hand. Both loaded, ready to go.

Sliding against her wall she watched as her door knob finally opened revealing a pair of armored male's in full Umbrella outfits. Snarling Claire fired at the guy in front leaving six bullets within his body before he even knew what was happening. As he fell his colleague lifted up a small needle like device which he shot straight onto each one of the female's arm's causing the gun to drops as she screamed. She found herself flying backwards into her wardrobe which crumbled against her burying her in clothes and small pieces of wooden draws. Anger taking over she pulled out the needles discarding them to the floor to move forward when the serum within the needles hit her.

She could feel her heart beat slow draining away her life with each breath. That said she wasn't going to give up. Ferociously she again tried to crawl to her forgotten handguns yet the Umbrella solider was already kicking them to the side by the time she moved an inch. Lowering his own body to hers he couldn't help but laugh at the female's struggle, she had guts he would have to give her that.

"Don't try to fight it Claire, or should I say Alex? The serum will drain your energy. It's inevitable" he exclaimed kicking her into the chest twice as he shouted into the next room "Someone get in here and pick up this trash"

"Bastard" she gasped blood slowly forming in her torn mouth.

"Sorry I don't understand freak" he exclaimed stepping onto her fingers as he left "We'll be seeing each other very soon"

"Die" she spat wanting nothing more than to get up and ram the male's head repeatedly into her door frame.

Claire felt her legs being grabbed from behind pulling her now frail figure away from her once protected home, the only place that she had felt safe in for a long while. Now she had lost all of that. She guessed she would never see it again. Umbrella wasn't going to let her live, not this time.

"I'm sorry" muttered the female thinking of how she had failed those that she cared dearly.

Leon brushed his hair forward the male feeling slightly more exposed without a fringe. He had to look presentable seeing as how he was meeting the president yet again, he just hoped that his daughter hadn't been kidnapped again. She was a great girl but no good in a fight plus her screaming, it was enough to make anyone deaf. Shuddering slightly at the memories he ignored his mobile ringing for the first few minutes until it vibrated so violently that it clattered to the floor the screen cracking slightly. With a sigh of annoyance he reached down to pick it up.

"Ok, Im coming" he murmured pressing the piece of technology to his ear "Leon"

"I know who you are officer" cut a female's voice full of power and authority.

"Ada Wong"

"No time for chit chat, you need to leave now"

"Why?"

"What did I just say?" she asked an impatient tone coming through "You never listen do you? It's Umbrella they're coming for you"

"How do you know?" he gasped twisting his body to stare out of his bathroom window.

"Just run!" yelled Ada.

Taking a deep breath he ran towards his living room equipping the few weapons that he had holding out his handgun before him. Carefully he sneaked his way towards the stairs that ran to each flat door noticing beams of light aimed at his figure. His stomach turned as he darted upwards past the remaining flats towards the slightly decaying rooftop. Lifting the mobile to his ear he heard the female breathing heavily obviously waiting for a response from the male.

"Worried about me?" he asked in a husky voice.

"You wish" she barked back a smile appearing on her face.

"Im on the roof, now can you tell me how you know?"

"Fine" she told him laughing before slamming the mobile down yet the male could still here the laughing which drew his attention to a small metallic dish where a female jumped down her head tilting slightly "Because I work for them and we'll hunting you"

The female raised two hunting knifes forward which she threw at Leon who would if been impaled had his legs not been pulled from beneath him. Having the wind knocked out of him gave Leon the chance to stare at his savior who was wrapped up in black boots and a long red dress which hung below her knee's. Forcing his eyes to the hero's face he soon discovered that it was in fact Ada Wong, another Ada Wong. Looking from the female who shot him to the female who saved him he knew which one her preferred still he didn't have a clue what was happening. The confusion was evident on his expression which made Ada laugh before standing to her feet with Leon quickly joining her.

"She isn't me" the woman explained raising her hands to rest of her hips "She's a clone, another freak experiment gone wrong by Umbrella you think they'd get tired of making them"

"Aww why did you have to tell him? I was having so much fun" she snarled watching the twenty something unit of Umbrella soldiers surround them "Now be good and we won't hurt you"

"Like we haven't heard that before" muttered Leon receiving a kick in the back of his legs for the comment.

Ada swung round kicking the solider in the chest until another solider whacked his machine gun against her head only to receive a fist in the face from Leon. The cloned female roared out picking up her blades which she swiped at each captive branding their right cheeks with a x shaped mark. Leon went to wipe the blood away yet found his hand kicked away before he could do such a thing. The real Ada glared at the clone getting ready to grab her own blades and shove them down her throat which would of given her great delight had her hands and feet not been cuffed. Oh that plus the fact that she had six shotguns pressed into her back which didn't help.

"You okay?" he asked his eyes absorbing everything that was Ada.

"Never better"

"You cut your hair"

"You noticed?" she said raising a brow.

"Well I ..."

"Shut up" screamed the fake Ada quickly pointing at the Umbrella soldiers "Take them to Umbrella Im sure his old friends are dying to see him"

"Old friends?"

"Oh yes a certain Claire Redfield, if she's still alive when you arrive that is"

"If you touch her I will" he began teeth grinding together.

"What? Talk me to death? Please! Unlike your co star here you can't even get a decent haircut"

"Don't you ever stop moaning?" asked Ada her rolls rolling "Why the x?"

"Because that's my name" she told them walking towards the stairs her hips slowly shaking from side to side "Excella Gionne"