When Natalia and Milo found the mangled, bloody corpse that was the only remains of Zach Smith, they barely recognized the man. He was soaked with his own blood, his white coat drenched in it, his neck gaping open and his face scarred with claw-like marks. His stomach was ripped to shreds and his arms and legs torn into ribbons. The only resemblances were the eyes open in fear and his mouth opened in fear, a wordless scream. Natalia hung her head. She never really liked the man but he had technically saved her from becoming one of the undead by showing them the location of the Anti-virus. Milo stared wide-eyed and horrified. Natalia guessed he had the same thoughts as her.

"What could've done that?" Milo asked in shock.

"Something we don't want to run in to," She stated, her eyes never leaving the bloody corpse. Milo nodded but he still seemed full of questions, and Natalia had a few herself. What could've done that? What horrible creature had Regeneration created to inflict this type of devastation? Natalia decided she really didn't want to know.

"Should we say anything?" Milo asked looking at Natalia.

"I really wouldn't know what to say if we did say something…" She said thoughtfully. Milo nodded, seeming to silently agree and they both shot the corpse one last pitiful look before turning and walking away. They had seen many sights as such and they had to learn to walk away from them unscarred and unaffected. You couldn't survive if you let death hang above you like a vulture because that vulture would let the infected know where you were and then the vultures would feed. Or in this case, death would claim you as well. Natalia survived the horrors of Raccoon City for a reason and Milo survived a few nights in the Raccoon Forest for a reason and that reason was: they could survive; a talent humans began to lose as the centuries spin by and people begin to forget how their ancestors survived, but luckily a few humans inherit this gene and others are taught it. And, perhaps, they are the truly lucky ones.

As Natalia and Milo reached the fifth corridor barren of any signs of undead life forms, Natalia began to feel a sudden feeling of dread seep through every part of her body. What if they never found a way out of this hell hole? What if the thing that got Zach came for then too? What if Regeneration captured them and used them as test subjects? Natalia realized at that moment she was being absurd.

"Uh… Natalia…" Milo breathed in a low tone.

"What?" She replied in a low voice.

"Um I think I have a good idea about what killed Zach…" He whispered.

"And that would be?"

"Uh, it's behind us… don't move," He instructed. They both slowly turned around, ready to face whatever was following them. Natalia cussed mentally. It was huge, a pale white hue, stained with blood and its eyes glowed red and yellow. Huge teeth came out of the open mouth, ears torn, scarred up and frightening. And to think that this was the last thing Zach had seen.

"It's-," She began to say.

"The Fluffy Bunny of Doom…" Milo finished for her, though it wasn't the exact word choice she was going to use. Someone must've let it in the building but Natalia had no idea who would even do that. Then she remembered the women over the speaker. She seemed cold and sneering… and homicidal. The rabbit watched them carefully, its terrifying eyes shifting over them thoughtfully, probably pondering over with one of them it wanted to eat first. It showed some signs of intelligence by that alone but it didn't seem practically smart.

"If we split up it might confuse it further," Natalia suggested low enough so Milo could just barely hear her.

"It's worth a shot," Milo agreed and he began inching toward the left and Natalia went to the right. The rabbit looked confused for a moment but it quickly made up its mind on who it wanted to go after first. The one who shot him first. Natalia fired her AK47 but it really didn't seem to care because it was heading toward Milo, its back turned to her. The rounds tearing into its flesh didn't slow it any and Milo was starting to panic. He pulled out both Desert Eagles and fired the rounds into the rabbit's chest. It growled and seemed more motivated to kill him. It swept a clawed paw over toward him so he dropped down and ducked he could almost feel it as it cut the air above him. He knew he could remain where he had been standing a few moments ago so he moved over a bit, the rabbit facing him again. He stepped back every time the rabbit stepped forward. And soon enough it had him trapped against the wall. It swiped another paw forward which made contact with Milo's arm. The claws pierced the flesh and drew a little bit of blood. Fluffy's claws were designed not to draw blood but to sting, and sting like hell.

"Why you son-of-a-bitch!" Milo cursed as he felt the horrible sting that the mark left him with. Now his brain worked twice as fast, the adrenaline starting to key up a little. He needed to kill this thing before it killed him, simple as that, and bullets didn't seem to be working. Natalia still shot at it, trying to distract it but the rabbit was focused on him and him alone. The he remembered something Leon told him not to long ago. "One thing that really helps if you're facing something bigger than you is to go for the eyes, if you shoot out its eyes it can't see and it'll fall under the firepower easier…" Shoot out the eyes… Breathing out slowly, trying to clear his head, he aimed one gun at the rabbit's left eye. Bam! The rabbit cried out, a truly pitiful sound. Blood flowed from where the eyes would've been and the rabbit growled and charged forward, angrier than ever. Milo jumped over to the side just before it collided with him. It turned, growling but Milo fired again, the metal jumping in his hands.

The rabbit cried out again, completely blinded now. "Now!" Milo cried out to Natalia. "Go for the head!" They both fired round after round into the creature's skull until it gave one final cry and moved no more. They both sighed in relief and Milo examined the wound on his arm; it wasn't deep and they was very little blood but it hurt like hell.

"You okay?" Natalia asked as she viewed the scratch.

"Yeah I'm fine," He assured her, moving his arm, testing it. "It still works so that's good." He chuckled weakly.

"Good," She stated. "Let's go now."

Eliza stared at the monitor, her expression shocked at first, and then blazing with fury. "They killed Fluffy…" She whispered. "They killed my Fluffy! They fucking killed Fluffy…" She was beyond anger now. Her eyes blazing an impossible silver fire, her teeth were clenched along with her fists. Fluffy had been one of her first creations, her favorite by far, almost like a member of the small family she had. Now it was just her. After Wesker died, Eliza found a small rabbit that got caught in a bear trap, a group of boys chased him into it and Eliza knew it was going to die. The research she had for the Virus K hadn't progressed much and she seemed to be going in circles with it. Then she decided to try something, use a small sample of the T-virus in her sample and her first test subject was the little dying rabbit.

The Fluffy that had been gunned down in the other room was the result of this experiment and Fluffy seemed eternally grateful to her. My Fluffy… gone forever… Why do I act like such a child! Then she realized a small portion of childhood innocence had been blown away as she watched her friend die. The last strand of childhood innocence her mind could offer. She was completely alone, well she still had Drake but she could not solely rely on him, they had just met. And Wesker was in a pool of Lava somewhere, Jack Kruaser had been killed, Ada Wong was somewhere but Eliza didn't know where and no one else would even bother to help her. And for a moment Eliza felt truly alone but only for a moment because she became furious, anger pounding through her along with the tainted blood of an infected being.

Drake came in at that moment. "I expect you want revenge."

Eliza smiled despite her anger. "You catch on fast, Drake."

He smiled. "I try my best."

"I'm going to teach those two a lesson, and if they're lucky they won't live to learn it." She smirked a truly evil smirk all child-likeness had evaporated leaving only a colder shell.

"Count me in," Drake said happily.

"It's time to say hello to my old friend Natalia."

Natalia and Milo quickly found a radio shortly after the rabbit attacked them. It was in what appeared to be a surveillance room that showed messed up footage from cameras, most of the pictures reduced to fuzzy screens. There was also a cold cup of coffee next to an empty coffee pot and a few cups in a tipped over waste basket. The radio was sitting on a shelf and locked in a glass box.

"You're good a lock picker," Natalia said to Milo. "Do think you can get through that?"

"Yeah," He said confidently, "easy peasy." He walked over to the box and studied the lock carefully. After a moment or two he pulled out his gun and crashed the butt of it into the glass which sent it flying into crystal shards over the floor.

"Well that works…" Natalia laughed. She went over and tried to find the right station the B.H.P.T would be listening to.

Leon S. Kennedy paced back and forth, worried as worried could be. He was very unsure and wondered how long it would take the four to radio in. They should've contacted us by now… Unless they ran into any trouble…what if they're in trouble? What if those Bio-hazard rumors where true? They could be dead right now… or maybe Regeneration found them snooping around and are putting guns to their heads at this very minute… there you go with your imagination again Kennedy. How old are you again? I'm sure they're fine, they have Chris with them and if anyone could survive through something its Redfield. And Natalia isn't an incompetent; she can hold her own quite well and Barry told me some good things about Paul and Milo… I'm sure they're all perfectly fine. Just as he thought that the radio began to buzz as a voice cut through.

"Hello… This is Natalia… odds and Milo Ventimilga… B.H.P…." The static cut off parts of the message from being so long ranged. Leon picked up the receiver and spoke into it.

"This is Leon Kennedy, Natalia and Milo, what's your situation? Over."

"Leon we need… help… zombies are everywhere… we need to leave… we…on't… ow… where Chris and Paul are… over."

"Are any of you injured or infected?" He asked then added a quick "Over."

"…Not infect…ed… or… in…ured, ove...r."

"Do you guys think you can hang in there for a bit, I'll send a 'copter over A.S.A.P and I'll try to contact Chris and Paul. Over."

"Alright…our coordinates are…" And she briefly gave him their coordinates.

"Okay, see you soon, over and out," Leon said and he decided to contact the other two and get his ass over to Pennsylvania.

"Okay, Leon said he'll be here soon," Natalia told Milo happily.

"Finally, I can't wait to get out of here," Milo said relieved.

Natalia looked over to the map of the building hanging on the wall. "There seems to be a helipad located not too far away." She pointed to a spot on the map marked with a red "H". "We go up this flight of stairs, go down these hallways and go through this room and Bam! We're out!" She traced the path with her finger nail.

"Sounds good to me," Milo said excitement starting to show in his eyes. He wanted to get the hell out of here.

They made their way through the halls and Milo noticed something strange. The bodies of some of the infected looked freshly killed, a single bullet going impeccably through their skulls. Is someone else alive… He thought. The fact that someone was here shooting down zombies almost showing them where to go was quite unnerving. The only people Milo was aware of was Drake and that one lady over the intercom. And why would they want to lead them to the helipad? Sometimes he thought he could hear an occasional gunshot from somewhere up ahead or maybe it was just his imagination trying to get the best of him. He wasn't sure but this place gave him the creeps. A few stray zombies wandered the halls, untouched by the mystery shooter so they had to kill them but the whole thing seemed… messed up.

Eliza laughed. Just a little further my little rats just a little more… I'm waiting for you… The rats always end up meeting the cat… ain't that true?

A/N: Please Reviews will help Eliza get over her grief!

Eliza: Fluffy! :(

Me: it's okay honey I miss him too

Eliza: YOU! You fucking killed him!

Natalia: Hahaha!

Eliza: Wanna go bitch!

Me: Woah! Language! I may have to change the rating to M if you two keep this up! An Natalia didn't really kill Fluffy, Milo did.

Milo: Thanks -_-

Eliza: You Son-of-a-bitch!

Me: XD Until next time!