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Second Lieutenant Billy Coen stood watch at the perimeter of the caravan of the escape vehicles, which had been arranged in a large circle to keep people protected. The surviving soldiers were also on patrol, making sure that nothing attacked them in the night. Once again, Billy was counting his lucky stars, unable to believe he was still alive after all this time. During the start of the outbreak, he had fought against the infected with his partner, Rebecca Chambers, but the overwhelming number of undead force the pair to flee for their lives, eventually making their way towards Washington where they found salvation in the White House, which had become a fortress and one of the few uninfected places in the country. There, Billy continued the fight under the command of Resistance leader Leon Kennedy, earning his trust and vice versa, which was quite something as Billy trusted no-one except for Rebecca. As the infection got worse, Billy felt that he was living on borrowed time, believing that it was only a matter of time before the undead stormed the White House. At least that was until Albert Wesker, former head of Umbrella, showed up. Knowing of the man, Billy had attempted to fight the man, but found himself easily outmatched, as Wesker explained to Leon that they needed to join forces against the Red Queen and an uneasy truce was met. Billy didn't enjoy working for Wesker, who viewed himself as leader of the Resistance, but he had made good on his promise to help, fortifying the defenses and giving the Resistance another chance to fight back against the undead. But even still, Billy found it hard to trust Wesker, believing that he was working towards an ulterior motive that wasn't for the good of mankind, although Rebecca just told him that he was being silly. So instead, Billy focused on what he did best and that was protecting the people, a job he found difficult, but rewarding. Now, he was in charge of leading the survivors to safety and he hoped he wouldn't let them down, as Rebecca joined him atop a transport vehicle.
"How's it going up here?" she asked, as cheerfully as always.
"Tense," Billy replied, "We're too exposed out here."
He could hear faint conversations within the caravan, but he heard something else and he stood up, cocking his rifle, a few nearby soldiers catching wind of the noise and doing the same, while Rebecca had drawn her handgun, struggling to peer into the darkness.
"I think we've got company," Billy said, "Get the people out of here."
Something flew overhead and hell rained down, explosions erupting and lighting up the night sky. Billy and the soldiers were startled by the sudden attack, but at least the air strike was raining down upon the zombie horde. Gunfire burst to life, zombies howling into the night, as Billy caught sight of several rifle lights and he saw flashes of zombies being obliterated by gunfire, blood spraying through the air. Billy was unsure of what to do, seeing that it was under control, although he remained on the alert in case anything came too close.
Three minutes was all it took before the horde was destroyed, during which a few spotlights had been set up to view the carnage, as Leon stepped out of the darkness, an empty assault rifle in hand and he was joined by Claire, Jill, Jake and Alice.
"Leon, good to see you again," Billy called out, "So, where the hell is Wesker?"
"Wesker didn't make it," Leon said, "But we did get the cure."
The jet fighter that Chris was piloting soared overhead, surveying the surrounding area for any more zombies, as Alice strode into the caravan, searching for her 'daughter'. After the incident in China, she had used the tracking device given to her from Wesker to locate Becky and the rest of the survivors. The flight back to Washington had been tense, as she hoped to get back in time, while Jake was in mourning for his father, despite the bitter dislike they had for each other. Now back on US soil, Alice led the others straight to the location, while Chris had obtained a jet fighter to do a quick surveillance sweep over the area. Moving through the crowd of survivors and vehicles, a smile came to Alice when she was presented with the sight of her daughter and Becky rushed at her mother, hugging her tightly.
"I missed you, Mommy," Becky said, "I'm glad you're back."
"I missed you too," Alice said, kneeling before her and using sign language.
"Mom, you don't have to do that. I can hear perfectly well now."
Alice was shocked and took a moment to recover from that news, "How?"
The young girl shrugged and removed her bracelet, revealing a small puncture mark. Alice took the bracelet and turned it over to reveal a small spur and she shook her head, seeing Wesker had found a way to administer the cure for Becky's deafness. Even though she hated him for the deceit, Alice was somewhat thankful that he had restored Becky's hearing.
"So, what happens now?" Billy asked Leon.
"We save the world," Leon replied, "One step at a time."
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The missile soared overhead, panels opening on its flank and there was ignition, the missile exploding and dispensing a huge cloud of pink smoke that swept over the area. Zombies staggered through the smoke as it crawled through their nasal cavities, breaching their bodies and attacking the virus, neutralizing it. Wounds healed, as zombies collapsed to the ground, hearts beating again, everything else coming back to life, as they took their first breaths, some for the first time in years. As the revived humans struggled to acclimate to their restored lives, the Resistance formed a ring around the area to defend them from the rest of the city's zombies that would be drawn by the faint scent of fresh meat, as they waited for the transport.
"What…what…happened?" a young man gasped heavily, ugly memories in his head.
He could remember the outbreak of zombies and how he had tried to escape the city with his girlfriend. He remembered being pulled from the car by several zombies, the pain of their teeth slicing through his body as they devoured him alive. That was the last thing he remembered and now he was suddenly alive again, with no clear reason why.
"Hey, it's okay," Alice said, kneeling beside him, "You're alive. That's all that matters."
"I remember…dying…," the young man said, "I'm alive? How? I…died."
"You're alive. Just stay with that. Just keep breathing."
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Slowly, but surely, the cure began to help humanity to take back the world. Chris Redfield and Jill Valentina formed the B.S.A.A; an organization designed to deliver the cure around the world and destroyed those that weren't affected, such as the Majini and Las Plagas. Thanks to a certain Oswell Spencer, we were able to replicate the cure to continue our mission and with several months, the USA was brought back alive. People found it hard to become accustomed to life after so long, but the States were on their way to being rebuilt, along with the rest of the world. The T-virus was dying out and the world was being reborn. Umbrella was gone for good, their evil wiped from the planet. I had hope that humanity would survive, that the world would be restored to the way it was before. I had lost many allies and friends in the fight to save the world, but now peace had finally been achieved. No longer would we have to keep running, looking over our shoulder, wondering when the next day was going to be our last. Now, humanity could thrive again. It would take some time, but we will get there. With the B.S.A.A in action and governments reforming, I no longer had a need for my powers and so, I took that one last gift from Wesker. I took the antibodies, removed my powers and made myself human again. Then, I took Becky to Canada to start our lives anew for the better, with no more nightmares. It is about time.
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Edonia, one year later…
The young boy hid in the wooden shack, hearing the snarls and growls from outside. Just as he went to look through the cracks, someone appeared beside him, resting a comforting hand on his shoulder. The boy looked up at his savior and couldn't help the smile on his face.
"You came," he said.
"We had a deal, didn't we?" Jake said.
The boy nodded and withdrew a shiny red apple from his robes. Jake smiled and took the apple, before unlocking the door and stepping outside, facing a small horde of Majini, their eyes wild and flower-like mouths splayed open wide, as Jake tucked his father's sunglasses inside his pocket, feeling his phone buzz. He took it out, seeing a message from K-Mart.
"It's going to have to wait, darling," he said to himself, "Little busy right now."
"You are going to keep your promise?" the boy asked from the safety of the shack.
Jake looked around at the Majini as they charged at him and he whipped out his handgun, taking aim, before taking a bite out of the apple, then thumbed back the hammer.
"Fair's fair, kid," Jake said and he pulled the trigger.
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AN: So, that's the end and I felt it was appropriate to use the credit scene from Resident Evil 6 to finish the story. I want to thank everyone who reviewed, favourited and/or followed. You all mean so much to me, so thank you. A special thank you to Ragnarok666 for giving me ideas and suggestions for this story to help improve it and make it better. Again, thank you all.