A/N: After spending a good amount of time going over the layout of the mansion and storyline data that occurs between RE0 and RE1, I'm finally able to get this chapter written and ready for the public. There will be heavy elements from Umbrella Chronicles in this chapter, and a few things are going to come to light regarding Ethan. But I'll let you all see for yourself.

Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil.

Chapter 14:

"I have had dreams, and I have had nightmares. I overcame the nightmares because of my dreams." - Dr. Jonas Salk

Everything was dark, but she could see the shadows all around her moving as though they were alive. Rebecca looked every which way, feeling as though something was stalking him just out of her field of vision, aiming her Beretta every time she heard something shift out in the creeping blackness.

"R...Rebecca..." she spun and gasped when she saw Ethan limping out of the shadows. His clothes and vest torn exposing multiple bleeding wounds underneath. "We...We have to get out of here...its coming back..." he wheezed with blood dribbling down his chin.

She tried to move toward him, but found her feet frozen in place. She tried to speak, but the words wouldn't leave her mouth. That was when she saw something coming out of the dark behind him, something big.

In the next moment, he was wrapped up in a large body. Dark-green scales making up the form, a few flesh-colored tumors disrupting the pattern, as it coiled around him, tightening to the point where bones snapped loudly through the air. More blood shooting out of the profiler's mouth from the pressure before he was dragged into the shadows.

A silent scream ripped from Rebecca's throat seeing him dragged off. That was then she heard another sound, a low but deep hissing like a truck slowly letting off its break pressure. Turning, she found herself face to face with a massive serpent.

The creature was easily thousands of times bigger than an average snake, its head as big as the hood of a car with two large fangs on either side of its mouth that were as big around as her arms and about two feet long. A thin, forked tongue flickered ar the air in front of her face, its yellow eyes leering into hers and freezing her in place.

Fear griped her heart as she watched the snake draw closer to her, hissing loudly while its maw opened impossibly wide, big enough to swallow her whole without difficulty.

The medic whimpered and clenched her eyes shut, prepared for the inevitable when she felt the heat from the snake's mouth about to envelop her-

-"Rebecca!"

X

Green eyes sprang open with a gasp, her heart beating wildly in her chest as she looked around the dormitory that she had fallen asleep in. "Rebecca?" She rolled over and looked up at Ethan's concerned face as he leaned over her. "You were having a nightmare. Everything okay?"

Rebecca sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes as the last dregs of sleep and her bad dream left her thoughts. "I'm fine." she said leaning into his side while he sat next to her. "Did I wake you?"

"Been up for the last few minutes, thought I'd let you sleep a little longer while I filled up our clips." he replied motioning to the full 9mm magazines and the empty bullet boxes on the desk. "When I saw you tossing and turning I thought it was something pretty bad, so I woke you up."

They sat together in silence for a few moments before getting off the bed. "How long were we asleep?" asked the medic as she began to gather up her gear.

"Six, seven hours. Chances are it's already dark out. A little longer than I was expecting, but after last night we really needed it." Ethan said clipping his belt and rig in place before reaching for his vest. The movement caused the bandage on his right arm to come undone slightly which caught Rebecca's attention.

"We should have another look at that to see if the wounds are healing alright." she said reaching for his arm.

"It's alright, hasn't bothered me in a while anyway." said the Profiler. But his girlfriend would have none of it and got ahold of him. Unwrapping the bandages and pulling away the blood soaked gauze she had applied hours before. A gasp left her lips and her eyes widened. "What? What's wrong?" Ethan asked wondering what it could have been. Looking down at his arm, he felt just as shocked as she was.

Where four, large gashes that should have needed stitches used to be, were now long, angry pink lines. The claw marks from the Hunter where almost completely healed, the pink coloring being that of new skin growing in place that should have taken several days or even a week at the most to develop.

"What the fuck..." Ethan said running his fingers over the tissue. It was real, this wasn't a hallucination or a dream, he was actually healing at a much higher rate than what should have been considered normal. He looked at Rebecca who looked back with questions in her gaze. "Could the herbs have done this?"

She shook her head slowly, "The herbs help with the pain and the healing process...but they never work this quickly. I studied those kinds of plants extensively, I should know." she ran her own fingers over the nearly healed wounds. "Ethan...do you know how this is possible? Those kinds of injuries should have taken a while to heal up like this."

The profiler shook his head, "I have absolutely no idea. I swear on everything decent in the world, Becs, I don't know how this happened. I've never healed like this before."

"Could it be the virus? The monster you were fighting might have transferred it to you." she offered.

"Unlikely. From the notes I've read, only a rare few are immune to T. In everyone else it causes death or mutation. Besides, the virus is transferred through fluids and I wasn't bitten."

Rebecca bit her lip in thought as she continued to examine his arm. "Bite or not, this isn't normal. But since you aren't showing the signs of how the virus affects people you should be alright, for the most part." she said sounding relieved. "Just, be sure to let me know if you feel different in anyway, okay?"

Ethan smiled and pulled on his vest, "No worries, Becs. I feel fine, great even. But I'll let you know if something doesn't feel right." he kissed the top of her head before slipping all his newly stocked clips into the right slots and picking up his weapons.

He did actually feel really good, suprising since he had been dead tired when they arrived on the mansion grounds. Like he had more energy and was more alert than he had been before. He'd found this out when he had gotten up minutes ago, but played it off as getting some good rest after their fight through the training facility.

After dividing up the ammo, he had a total of five full 20-round clips for his Samurai Edge making 100 bullets all together. He also had 26 shells for the shotgun and two remaining speed loaders for his magnum.

Rebecca had four full 15-round clips for her Beretta, but her MP5 was empty and decided to leave it behind since the empty gun was useless now. He offered her the shotgun, but she passed it up saying she was a better shot with her pistol.

Supplies in place, the couple readied their handguns and headed to the door leading out of the room. "We'll head to the mansion, if Bravo Team's here then they'll be in the main building." said Ethan as he unlocked the door and pulled it open-

-And almost running right smack into someone who was already reaching for the door handle.

"Gah!" the man shouted stumbling back a step, raising his pistol only to freeze when he saw who was standing in the doorway. "Ethan? Rebecca?" he asked stunned.

"Richard?" Rebecca asked feeling her heart lift seeing another member of her team alive and well.

Richard Aiken was Bravo's communications specialist and resident morale boost. It was damn hard for anyone to be in a bad mood with him around, in fact when Ethan and Rebecca first joined STARS he was the first one to really get to know them and make them feel welcome.

He stood about the same height as Ethan with a military style haircut, and wore an orange military style shirt with the STARS symbol on his right shoulder, dark green pants and combat boots. An orange tactical vest holding his supplies with his favorite assault shotgun strapped across his back.

The communication specialist grinned tiredly, "It's good to see you guys are alright."

"We've had a pretty long night, Rich." Ethan said relaxing his posture. "Fought a shitload of monsters and managed to get away alive."

Richard nodded, "I know the feeling, ever since we all got separated we were told to rendezvous here. Never thought we'd face zombies and other freaks of nature. Did either of you run into any of the others?"

The profiler blew out a breath, Rebecca flinched before she spoke. "We...found Edward..." she trailed off.

Richard's gaze went to the floor, "I see...it hasn't been much better on my end either. Everyone who made it is either in hiding or..." he shook his head before turning to the two rookies. "We have to find Enrico. He'll know what to do."

"Was thinking the same thing." said Ethan as the three of them headed out into the hallway. "If the others managed to get here, they're probably holed up in the mansion itself. I say we head that way."

Getting agreements from the two Bravos, the three of them left the room and headed out into the corridor. The air still unnaturally quiet as their footfalls echoed off of the wooden walls. The darkness outside the windows had proven Ethan's assumption that it was night-time once more.

"What a horrible first assignment for you guys, huh?" Richard said from the back of the small group, holding his Beretta with the barrel pointed at the ceiling as they looked around for hostility.

"Could be a lot worse." replied Rebecca. "Although, with everything we've encountered so far I don't see how."

"Things can always be worse, guys." said Ethan as they turned the corner and headed toward the front of the residence dorms. "The fact that we're still breathing is a blessing, and one that I intend to keep going as long as we're still standing."

The windows nearby rattled from someone banging on them, turning to their left, they saw a zombie that looked to have been a bit overweight when he died slamming his open palms on the glass. His only clothing a pair of torn brown shorts that was stained with dried unnamed fluids, his upper half riddled with tears and chunks of flesh missing while his sightless eyes leered at them with its mouth hanging open with animalistic hunger.

After a couple more hits the window shattered and the undead fell into the hallway, sliding across the floor and leaving a bloody smear across the windowsill and the floor. Cold hands pushing up, it tried to stand only to be pushed down by a boot.

The profiler shook his head before raising his foot up and slamming the heel on the back of its head with a loud crunch. The body going still from the impact before he turned to the others. "Safe to say that the freaks have come out to play." he said as they continued on.

"What exactly did you guys go through?" asked Richard as they stood outside the door leading to the front of the building.

"After we separated, we encountered a train in the forest that lead to a training facility that was being run by Umbrella." said Rebecca. "They were making the monsters there, and the virus that turned people into zombies. We managed to escape and found our way here."

The comm specialist nodded, "I know the place. We all regrouped with Enrico there before we started looking for the two of you. I can't believe those guys are behind all of this, but I guess the evidence speaks for itself."

Walking through the door, they moved around the holes in the floor and turned left. Ethan was in the back of the group when he heard something moving behind him. In the next moment that something wrapped around his throat and pulled back.

The two Bravos spun around hearing the profiler gag and his weapon fall to the floor, seeing him gripping a long green tendril that wrapped around his neck extending from the smaller hole in the floor behind him. Gritting his teeth, he pulled with all his strength against the appendage and stopped it from pulling him back farther, but it kept trying to squeeze around his throat.

"Ethan, hang on!" Richard shouted pulling out his knife and slashing the tentacle. The long appendage sliced clean through by the sharpened blade and causing a loud shriek to echo out through the building from somewhere farther in.

Coughing a bit, Ethan rubbed his throat before looking down at the sliced tentacle on the floor. 'Gotta pay closer attention to this shit, I'm really starting to slip.' he thought picking his weapon back up. "Thanks for the save, Rich."

"Uh...guys?" The two males looked toward Rebecca who was staring wide eyed toward the far end of the hallway where the exit was. Through the faded light, two sets of grey hairy legs stretched from around the corner where the exit was. Each limb treaded slowly forward until a spider that barely fit inside the hallway appeared. Eight, pitch-black eyes locked on to the humans facing it while it slowly crept toward them.

Holstering his pistol and drawing his shotgun, Ethan chambered a fresh round and aiming at the slanted face of the oversized arachnid. The spider reared back on its back four legs and let out a low hiss, exposing a small mouth with fangs dripping venom on to the floorboards.

Boom! The shot peppered the creature's hair-covered body splashing green blood and small chunks of flesh across the walls. The spider screeched and stumbled back a couple of steps, one of its front legs crippled as it dragged itself forward again.

A second shotgun blast was heard and the arachnid was thrown against the back wall and landed on its back. Twitching wildly before its legs curled in on themselves and laid still in a pool of spreading blood on the floor.

Richard racked his assault shotgun as he looked at the downed insect. "That could be trouble." he commented. The double doors leading to the bar the two rookies had passed through when they arrived burst open and a second spider, this one larger than the first with black and grey stripes, squeezed itself through the door way as it came after them.

Rebecca spun back around where the first spider had been killed and saw a smaller, brown one crawling over the body of the dead one. "Got another one over here." she said aiming her handgun at it.

"Christ, and I thought the train had a pest problem." Ethan said as he and Richard aimed their shotguns at the bigger one before opening fire. The rounds tearing through the large arachnid's body and sending it scuttling back while Rebecca fired several shots toward the one ahead of her.

One final blast blew half of the larger spider's head apart and ending its life as it collapsed to the floor. The smaller one reared back on its legs and fired a glob of webbing from its mouth, forcing the medic to drop into a crouch as it flew over her head and splatter on the wall behind her while she kept firing. On the seventh shot it stopped moving and flopped on to its side dead.

"We better get the hell outta here before more of these eight-legged bastards show up." Ethan said loading fresh rounds into his shotgun and heading toward the front of the building with the two Bravos.

When their backs were turned he pulled the key for room 001 out of his pocket and unlocked the door as he passed by it. 'For later' he thought as they stepped over the dead spiders and out the open doorway to the cobblestone corridor beyond.

"Man, I hate spiders." Rebecca said with a slight shiver when they turned the first corner, the sounds of crickets chirping reverberating off the walls as they kept moving.

"Honestly, I hate zombies more." said Richard aiming his shotgun at the next corner where two carriers shuffled around it. Seeing the three STARS, they raised their arms and moved a little faster after them.

Putting the shotgun away, the profiler charged forward and kicked the first zombie in the chest, sending the undead slamming into the wall behind it while Rebecca drilled the other between the eyes with a shot from her pistol . The downed zombie struggled to stand but went still when a knife blade pierced its temple.

Pulling the weapon free, Ethan shook the blood and grey matter from it before sheathing it and taking out his Samurai Edge. "Not sure how many people were working here before the virus hit, not to mention how many BOWs are here."

"BOWs?" asked the comm specialist.

" 'Bio-Organic Weaponry'." Rebecca clarified. "The monsters we've been fighting. They're the bi-product of the virus Umbrella had created which causes mutation in certain kinds of living tissue."

Richard shook his head, "Why the hell would these people make this shit? What could they possibly gain from doing things like this to people?"

They approached the door at the end of the corridor when Ethan answered, "What else? Money. Creating, testing, and perfecting this shit before selling it to the highest bidders like home made weapons. But they didn't count on one of the people they snuffed out to come back from the dead and seek revenge. That's how the virus started spreading."

"So the cannibal murders that we've been looking into?" implored the older man.

The profiler nodded, "Bet you twenty bucks that the so called 'murderers' were zombies that managed to wander away from the facility. And at the moment were standing within, or on top of, another one according to then notes we were able to dig up at the training facility."

He shook his head and grabbed the door handle in front of them, "We'll worry about this more later, lets find the others and try to find some way back to the city." Pushing the door open, they found themselves stepping into the main courtyard of the mansion.

The waterfall on their left, which held the entrance to the hidden tunnel network below their feet, sprayed water into the air as it crashed on to the stones under it. A trio of archways was on their right leading to an enclosed section with a small fountain in the center of it surrounded by potted plants.

"This looks like a beautiful place." Rebecca said looking around at the waterfall and plants.

"Maybe it was at one point. But not anymore." said her fellow rookie as they treaded forward, weapons sweeping for anything that might come out of the shadows. A flock of crows shot into the air from the high walls and flew off into the darkness. Going off his memory of the mansions layout, he looked off toward where the fountain was and saw a small lift in the shape of a circular cage in the back corner. "There's a lift over there, we should try that."

Richard nodded, "Good idea, it'll probably take us closer to-" he stopped when they heard soft clicking on stone. It was subtle at first considering the waterfall next to them, but after a moment they heard it clearly. And anyone who had once owned a dog would know that sound anywhere.

On the other side of the waterfall was another alcove, two small forms trotted out of the opening and stood in the faded light. Two dogs stood growling, their rotting and torn bodies shaking as they exposed sharp, bloodied teeth.

The trio didn't give them a chance to lunge and fired on them. 9mm rounds punching through the body of one and dropping it to the floor, a shotgun blast reducing the second to a pile of decomposing flesh.

Rebecca turned to the waterfall when she saw movement and witnessed a zombie crawling on its stomach out of the sheet of water. The reason for it crawling was revealed when it came from out of the water and was dragging itself along with its lower half missing. Intestines and shredded chunks of flesh trailing behind it as it continued to pull itself forward.

Without missing a beat, the medic raised her weapon and fired. The back of the carrier's head exploding and turning the rush of water pink for a moment. "We need to get moving, the longer we stay the more trouble will be coming."

"Agreed, let's go." said Ethan as they headed toward the elevator. All the while thinking how long it would be before Alpha Team arrived.

X

It had been a tight fit for the three of them in the small lift, but they managed regardless as they made it to the upper level of the courtyard. Resistance was only a couple more undead dogs and one zombie as they pushed their way through into the shed that led into the mansion interior.

Along the way Ethan's mind had been turning over scenarios in his head. Wondering what he could and should do when they get inside. Knowing all of the traps and puzzles along with their solutions ahead of time gave him an edge. And if he could solve most of them before the others came looking for them than they would stand a better chance.

Though there was a factor that would prove difficult to anything he tried to plan. Albert Wesker.

If he went about everything in the mansion like he knew about it ahead of time, the traitor would know about it in an instant and consider him a threat to his and Umbrella's plans. The backlash from it could be catastrophic for him and the other STARS. And he still didn't have enough evidence to prove that he is a traitor to the others.

His thoughts had kept spinning even while he was fighting, coming up with ways to seem oblivious to what was around them, but also paving the way for the others so that they could all get down to the labs and shut this place down for good.

Dropping the infected Doberman that had been waiting for them in the corridor leading from the shed to the mansion itself, he had come up with something. It wasn't going to be easy, and it would paint a huge target on his back, but it was the only way that would ensure that nothing happened to Rebecca and the others.

'God this is really gonna suck.' he thought as they walked through the door and stood within the Spencer Mansion.

"Well, we made it. But we better stay on our toes." said Richard reloading his shotgun and taking out his Beretta. Rebecca nodded, as they rounded the corner-

-Only to jump back out of the way as a pair of sharp claws carved into the wallpapered wall they had been next to. Standing before them was a zombie, but this one looked far different than the ones they had encountered before. Its skin was ripped with blood seeping into its flesh giving it a sinister red tint with slightly bigger muscles than the other carriers. On the ends of its hands was a set of razor sharp talons that carved through the wood of the wall easily and could render flesh just as well.

The new monster pulled its claws free and leered at the STARS with rage-filled eyes, letting out an inhuman shriek before running at them, full sprint despite the obviously dead and stiff muscles.

A hail of rounds met it part way. Holes bursting open along its body but didn't seem to slow it down much until a shot to the side of the head made it stagger. Ethan reaimed and drilled the thing between its eyes and causing it to fall flat at their feet.

"What the hell was that?!" Richard exclaimed keeping his weapon trained on the creature's prone form.

Kneeling down next to it, Rebecca and Ethan looked the monster over before giving each other a look. "Anything in the labs say something about this?" asked the medic looking over the creature's claws.

"V-ACT." he said catching her attention. "Its a condition that occurs within an infected human if left dormant for a long period of time. Some of the lab reports said something about further mutation in a select few undead subjects, the red coloring in their skin is due to blood seepage, their muscles expand making them stronger and faster, and they grow claws. Some of the scientists had named them 'Crimson Heads', and they were considered prototype BOWs."

"Are you saying that certain zombies are able to turn into these things?" asked the comm specialist getting a nod in return. "How do we stop them from turning?"

Standing again, the profiler checked to make sure nothing else was coming before answering. "Do what we've been doing. Destroy the brain and make sure that they stay down, and if that doesn't work burn the bodies."

Checking their weapons, the STARS approached the double doors behind the downed Crimson Head and stepped through them. Making their way down the winding corridors, checking around corners carefully to be sure that nothing was waiting for them.

"This doesn't feel right." Rebecca said lowering her weapon as they rounded another corner.

"We'll be fine, Becs." Ethan replied bumping his shoulder lightly with hers as they stepped through another doorway into a well lit corridor with black and white tiled floors. "Just gotta keep doing what we did back at the training complex."

She nodded, taking a deep breath as they walked carefully forward. Stopping long enough for Ethan and Richard to stab the two corpses slumped against the walls across from one another in the head so they didn't come back later. Reaching the corner and peering around to see two infected dogs running straight for them.

Knife still in hand, the profiler flipped the blade around so that he was holding it reverse-grip style. Kicking the first in the head with a sickening crack as the other lunged for his throat.

Time slowed down as he moved to the side, lashing out with his fist still gripping his combat knife and punching the creature in the head and sending it crashing to the wall next to him. Sending the undead animal, and a painting that had been hanging there, crashing to the floor in a heap. A quick 9mm round to the head ensured that it stayed down.

Blinking when things came back into focus, he turned to the other two STARS who stood there stunned. "...what?" he asked wondering what they were looking at.

"You...moved so fast, I didn't think you could move like that." said Rebecca looking down at the unmoving creatures.

"Fast?" he wondered out loud. "They were the ones moving too slow. Guess the decomposition was too far along unlike the others we've encountered." he said thinking nothing of it.

Richard shook his head, "She's right, Ethan. One minute you were in the line of fire of those things, the next you were putting them down like they were nothing." he said trying to believe it himself.

Shrugging it off, the profiler turned to the door at the far end of the hallway. "Either way, they're down and out. And judging by the where we're standing, the front of this place can't be too far." The two Bravos let the matter drop as they followed after him, though Rebecca kept glancing at him every now and again outside his peripheral vision.

They passed through the art gallery and found the map for the first floor of the mansion within the basin held my the statue in the center. Looking it over, Rebecca stashed it in her hip pack before they went through the other side of the room and found themselves in the main foyer of the building.

"Wow...this looks familiar." Ethan commented as they stepped through the room, their footsteps on the tiles echoing throughout the wide open space.

Richard looked toward the front door and went over to it, jigging the handle and cursing. "Shit, it won't budge. And here I thought we actually made it."

"Guess we'll have to find another way." said Rebecca as they looked about the main room. The main staircase that lead up to a mural on the wall that had the outline in the center that looked like it could have been a doorway with stairs branching off on either side leading to the upper balcony. The high ceiling rebounding all the sounds they made as they headed for the base of the steps.

'I'll worry about the door behind the stairs leading to the altar later' Ethan thought as they went up the steps to the second floor. Finding two doors on either side, they went over to the right first and found both doors locked. Moving around the balcony, they headed toward the other side when Rebecca stopped, looking out the large window out into the forest. "Hay, someone's down there!" she said getting closer.

Coming up on either side of her, the two males saw them too. Out in the darkness, the STARS made out two forms walking toward the treeline. One with long grey hair wearing a long black trench coat was leading a bigger individual wearing a white trench coat. The one following had a large black sack that looked like a body bag slung over his shoulder, but didn't seem at all hindered by the extra weight.

"Who are they? And what could they be up to?" asked Richard as the two down below disappeared into the forest.

'Sergei Vladimir and his fucking guard dog.' Ethan thought narrowing his eyes. "Nothing good, that looked like a body bag over the big one's shoulder." he said backing away from the window.

"Do you think they work for Umbrella?" asked his girlfriend turning to him.

"I can guarantee it. This place is suppose to be a secret, and everything here is either dead or a living weapon, and they pretty much just strolled out of here like it was a day at the park." replied the profiler. "If they aren't working for Umbrella, then they're a pair of very ballsy hikers."

The comm specialist agreed with the statement before addressing the two rookies, "We should keep moving. We still have to find Enrico and the others." getting nods back, they headed to the first door on the other half of the landing and found it unlocked.

The warm breeze and the sounds of insects filled the foyer as the door opened up to a stone pathway with a rusty metal fence on the right side leading to a large patio that overlooked the forest around the front of the mansion.

"Everything seems quiet." Ethan said as they swept around looking for any movement. Something shined out of the corner of his eye between two planters. Kneeling down, he found a dog collar laying in a small pool of blood, the tag smeared dark red as he plucked it off and looked it over. Pressing a small button on the top and causing the small, fork-like end of a key extended from the 'tag'.

Slipping the 'imitation key' into his pocket for later, he got up and followed after the other two just as the windows that led to the upper level of the dining room to explode outward.

A flock of crows flew forth and converged on the STARS. Pecking and clawing at them as they screeched while the trio tried to ward them off. Ethan pulled his knife out and slashed at the air, slicing through several of the birds and dropping them to the ground dead while the others flew off. Rebecca waved her hands while covering her face with her arms as the birds continued to attack her.

Stepping back, she lost her footing and yelped before tumbling down a small flight of steps to the bottom part of the patio. "Rebecca!" her boyfriend shouted before firing his pistol into the air and scaring off the rest of the flock. Jumping down the steps and checking to be sure if she was okay.

Shaking off the fall, the medic looked at the ground with a solumn expression. "It's probably just us now..." she said trailing off. The older teen picked her up and held her close, not saying a word, just offering comfort.

Wiping a small trail of blood from his cheek, Richard stood close by the couple as they separated and stood back up. "Help will come." he said reassuringly. "I'm sure the Captain is out there somewhere. We shouldn't give up hope."

"There's still the three of us, we'll back each other up and we'll get out of this." Ethan agreed as they reloaded their weapons. The profiler paused with his clip half-way into the Beretta's handle when that old feeling of impending danger fell over him.

Rebecca had finished loading her own weapon when she noticed a large shadow loom over them. Looking up, she felt her heart stop in her chest and her veins run cold. "LOOK OUT!" she screamed grabbing the other two by the hand and leaping aside.

A moment later something large and heavy slammed down where they had been standing, shaking the entire patio and causing more glass on the broken windows to fall out and shatter on the ground.

Getting back to their feet, the STARS were stunned beyond words at the horror that was before them. A long body almost as big around as a mini van slithered down from the overhang above them, covered in hard, dark-green scales with a handful of pink tumors disrupting the pattern in a few places.

The front end raised up, towering over the trio with a head the size of a cars hood with two glowing yellow eyes and fangs that were two feet long and the size of a man's forearm dripping with saliva and venom. A thin, forked tongue swept in the air quickly before disappearing behind the scaled lips that housed its mouth.

"Oh...Fuck..." Ethan muttered looking up into the eyes of the large serpent as it opened its mouth wide enough to swallow a person whole and let out a deep hiss that sounded like a truck letting off break pressure.

The Yawn reared its head back and snapped forward, intending on making the STARS its next meal.

A/N: And Cliffhanger, I know its evil but it seemed like a good place to stop for the time being and leave you guys guessing for a little while so I can focus on getting the next chapter out. After reading my reviews, I found someone asking about possible pairings for the other characters. And I'm going to tell you that there will be, and here is how they stand;

Ethan(OC)/Rebecca

Chris/Jill

Leon/Ada

Claire/? (Toss up between Steve and Piers)

Sherry/Jake

Helena/Billy (Not for a long time, but in the works)

And if you're wondering, this whole story will go through RE0, 1, 2, parts of 3 and Operation Raccoon City, Revelations, 5 (Including DLC Prequel), and 6. With several large components from the books, Umbrella Chronicles, Darkside Chronicles, and the movies mixed in to tie it all together. I intend on going the whole ten yards and beyond with this, so prepare for a long one!