Leon was unsure of how far the 'fog' had spread, given the time they'd been at the campus.

"Hunnigan, what's it like out there?" he asked to then wish he hadn't as her reply was pretty grim.

"Hell on earth!"

Yep, he was wishing he hadn't asked now.

"Raccoon City all over again," he sighed as the pair now made it to street level. "Looks like you get to witness it now."

If he was trying to make her feel more guilty, it was working.

"Come on," she brushed him off. "Keep up, Leon!"

"I always get stuck with the bossy ones," he sighed as he followed her on before witnessing a car heading right for her. "Car!"

She turned quickly after putting down a few zombies in her way, only to now turn to nearly be swept under the wheels if it wasn't for Leon grabbing hold of her to force them out of the way.

"Thanks," she told him as she stood, feeling annoyed that they were wasting so much time.

"I know we need to get to the cathedral, but it's better to get there alive."

"I know!" she scowled at him before taking off down the street, making sure to dodge any zombies that really didn't require a bullet as she was really low on ammo.

"Women," Leon sighed as he quickly followed her on.

After cutting through a house, cafe and alleyway they now found themselves in front of a petrol station, and by the sounds of it there were survivors, a whole bunch of them. Not all of them would survive however.

"My first day and already I'm in a shootout!" a rookie cop was heard complaining over all the noise.

Leon could clearly relate to his situation.

"Hang in there," he told him. "Believe it or not I was in the same predicament as you."

"Bet you weren't against these things though, unless you..."

"Yep," Leon acknowledged. "I'm a survivor of Raccoon City."

The rookie felt like a kid in front of his idle, which now gave him the will to live through this mess.

"I don't care who the fuck you are!" some kid spat. "Just deal with these fucking things!"

"You heard him!" a girl backed him up almost crying. "Do something!"

"Stop crying and shoot those damned things!" Helena snapped at her before turning on the young man. "And you shut it and shoot!"

Leon was quite glad of Helena's snappiness as it got the pair to actually do something.

"Peter!" the girl started sobbing as she nearly got herself caught.

"Shut up! I'm trying to concentrate!" her boyfriend snapped back.

Suddenly Helena was caught off guard as something above her let out an ear splitting scream and she was the one to take the brunt of it. Quickly covering her ears she managed to block out most of it, but that wasn't the biggest problem, the sound had brought a hoard of zombies their way.

"That scream, it's like fingernails on a chalkboard." Leon winced.

Helena was just now coming back to her senses as a speeding ambulance headed right for the station they were at.

"Move!" she screamed, forcing everyone out of the way as it drove right into one of the pumps, spilling fuel all over.

"That's not good," Leon now sighed. "Everyone run!"

A few unlucky survivors ended up getting caught in either the blast or the falling debris. All that were now left were Leon, Helena, the rookie cop and the couple.

"Come on!" the cop beckoned. "There's a gun shop just around the corner."

Helena reluctantly followed on, after all she did need ammo.

"Who's down there?" someone asked from behind the locked door on the floor above.

"Survivors!" Leon shouted back.

"How'd I know you ain't been bit?"

"Just let us in old man!" the young man now banged his fist against the door.

"I wanna make sure it's clear down there before the kid puts the shutters down!" the man warned them.

"There's nothing in here, you old fucker!" the young man now snapped as he kicked at the door.

"I don't like your attitude, boy!" the man replied before stepping away from the door.

"Great," Leon sighed at hearing the familiar sound of the walking undead.

"Where'd they all come from?" the rookie now asked in bewilderment as a group of zombies hobbled over.

"Doesn't matter, just make sure they don't get in!"

Helena was already stocking up on ammunition, as well as grabbing herself another gun just to make sure.

"Ahhh! Peter, help me!" the girl screamed as one of the undead grabbed her through the boarded up window.

Her boyfriend had no intentions of helping her out.

"I got ya!" the rookie reassured her as he dealt with the thing holding her.

"Enough with the heroics, she's just slowing us down!" her boyfriend snarled as he took cover behind the counter.

"What's the matter with you!" Helena snapped. "She's your girlfriend, isn't she?"

It would seem that had triggered something in his partner, maybe she'd had a bad relationship with a boy? Who knew.

"You're welcome to her!" the kid now stood to head over to the window. "I'm not sticking around any longer with any of you!"

"Peter!" the girl screamed as she watched him climb out to now run down the street, only to come into contact with a zombie he thought he could easily take down.

The man's skin seemed to just peel away as he shot him, revealing muscle and bones. Though given enough damage, their beating heart would then pulsate right out of their chest as it's weak spot. Something they'd find out soon enough.

"Peter, no!" the girl screamed as she watched her boyfriend now get pinned under the thing as its large gaping slavering mouth came down to rip out nearly all of his throat.

"You're better off without him," the cop told her.

"Fuck you!" she spat at him, trying desperately to escape.

"Enough!" Helena smacked her. "If you want the same fate then feel free to go out there!"

"Helena," Leon called out just as the squelchy sound of the bloodshot was heard slipping through one of the windows.

The girl now sat in the corner, sobbing silently while the three of them dealt with the bloodshot.

"It's awful quiet down there," the sound of the older man was heard once again. "You still alive?"

"Yeah, now get these damn shutters down!" Leon frowned.

"Will do!"

"Come on," the rookie held out a hand to the snivelling girl.

There was the sound of heavy shutters dropping around the room followed by the unlocking of a door, but still he wouldn't allow them through.

"You ain't been bit, have ya?"

"No!" Helena glared. "Let us in!"

"Easy," he warned her. "Show me."

She gave a slow turn, allowing him to see she was fine.

"Alright, now you." He said as he looked to Leon while allowing Helena to slip inside.

Leon opened his jacket while also giving a slow turn. He was now waved in as the last two were also checked over.

"Sorry," he told them. "But I can't be taking any risks now."

"Yeah, we know how it goes." Leon nodded glumly.

"Glad you understand," the old man tapped him on the shoulder before turning to a young man next to him. "Get working on the shutters, boy."

The kid nodded, replying in Japanese as he got to work on the shutters.

"I've called in for a friend," the old man was now informing them. "He'll be coming in an old school bus. We just gotta make it to the roof."

Leon nodded as he reloaded his gun to then watch as Helena crouched down in front of the young girl she'd slapped earlier.

"How are you holding up?" she asked softly.

The girl shook her head. "I just want to go home," she sniffled.

"I know," Helena sighed as she placed her hand on the girls knee in reassurance. "What's your name?"

"Nancy," the girl told her as she wiped her face.

"Everything's going to be alright, you'll see Nancy." She smiled at her.

"They're on the walkway!" the rookie now announced as he started to open fire.

"Shit, don't let them in!" Leon shouted.

"How's the shutters coming along, boy?" the old man asked.

The kid replied in Japanese again and the old man gave a nod.

"Alright, keep these things outta here!"

Helena was up and on her feet and surprisingly so was the girl.

"Another one of those things is heading right for us!" the rookie warned just as the Japanese kid yelled something before the shutter dropped, making the bloodshot lunge headfirst into it.

"To the roof people!" the old man beckoned. "My buds on the way!"

They all hurried through the door to have it blocked off by a thick wooden plank, only soon the whole building started to shake and what burst through was one of the largest infected they'd ever seen.

"They come in extra large now too." Leon thought surprised by the sheer size of this thing.

"You've had enough there, tubby!" Helena scowled as she slid out of the way as the thing ran at them, before stopping to belch a few times.

"Come on!" the old man waved them over. "This things gonna take the whole building down!"

Thankfully they all made it to the roof to then climb down the fire escape and get inside the bus. Unfortunately though, the large meaty zombie had dropped down and was now blocking their way. It had now bent down to lift the bus right off its front wheels. The old man's friend was now forcing the accelerator down, even though it wasn't helping in the least.

"We gotta get rid of this thing!" he told them.

Leon and Helena were quick to shoot the thing in the head, forcing it to drop the bus and have them run it over. However, in that time the old man in the back had been shooting at the random zombies, only to have his gun grabbed by one. Instead of just letting go, he went with it. The Japanese kid was not one to leave the old man to go alone and jumped out to try and rescue him, only to have them both piled on.

"Damn, he was so close to making it." The driver sighed as the bus was now put in reverse to then drive around the tubby zombie in order to speed off down the street.

Helena dropped back onto one of the seats to then sit forward and bury her face in her hands. She couldn't believe she was the one that had done all this. A hand on her shoulder made her look up to see Leon looking down on her.

"You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Good," he pat her shoulder lightly. "Cause I need those answers, Helena."

"I know," she sighed heavily, now sitting back in the seat. "You'll get them I promise."

"Hold on!" the driver warned as he drove straight into a wandering zombie in the middle of the road, which he now found out was a bad idea as he lost all control of the vehicle.

Leon quickly grabbed the seats at each side of him to steady himself.

"Shit! Hang on!" the driver warned again as he tried to steer away from the cliffs edge. "Fuck!"

It was too late, the bus had now skidded to a halt, one half hanging dangerously over the edge while the other was hovering just above the ground. It was a little unfortunate too as the rookie and young girl were at the back, with Helena and Leon in the middle and the driver at the front.

"No one move!" Leon ordered. "We just have to take it nice and..."

The bus groaned as the back end lowered a little more before straightening out again as the driver moved to try and steady it.

"As I was saying, we have to take it nice and steady."

The pair at the back were more than a little worried, having situated themselves at the back of all places.

"Helena, you go first." Leon gestured to her.

"Alright," she nodded as she steadily slipped past him.

The bus swayed a little again, but as the weight shifted it brought the front end down a little more.

"My turn," Leon now made a move.

The girl in the back also made a move.

"Hey!" Helena snapped. "Don't move! Just take it easy. Once Leon is down here, then you can move."

"But I don't wanna die!" Nancy cried.

"No one's going to die," Helena reassured.

"Made it," Leon thought happily as he now joined Helena and the driver.

"Alright, now move forwards. Slowly!"

"You can do it," the cop encouraged.

"Nice and easy now," Leon told her as he held out his hand.

The bus creaked and groaned once more as the rookie cop now made his way over.

"Take it steady," Leon reminded him.

The cop nodded as he slowly and steadily walked through the aisle, getting a pat on the back as he joined them.

"Now it's going to be one at a time," Leon warned them as he kicked open the doors as much as they'd open.

"You first," the cop gestured to the girl.

She slipped through the gap and was more than happy to be standing on solid ground. The driver was the next out, followed by the cop.

"Helena," Leon gestured to her just as a set of blaring headlights were now headed their way.

The three survivors all turned, finding there was nothing they could do but run out of the way of the speeding lorry.

"Leon!" Helena screamed.

"Shit! Helena, grab onto something!"

Just as soon as she turned around they now found themselves flying through the air. Leon had quickly took hold of Helena to protect her as the bus plummeted to the floor.

Leon groaned as he now opened his eyes, everything was hazy at first until it all started to come clear. He lifted his head to look down at the weight over his legs and chest. Dropping his head back with a heavy grunt, he soon remembered. The bus driver had took it upon himself to run over a lone zombie, which then resulted in them hanging over the edge to have a lorry give them the final push.

"Helena," he raised his hands to each side of her shoulders as her head rested on his chest. "Hey, Helena!"

She was out cold unfortunately.

"Helena!" he tried again, lifting his head to look down on her.

The young woman groaned as she now stirred.

"Leon," he just made out as she lifted her head to then drop it back down again.

"Come on, Helena." He soothed softly. "We can't stay here."

The flames were growing warmer and he wondered how long it would be before they reached the fuel tank.

"Helena!" he became a little more forceful with her. "Any longer here and we'll be roasted like marshmallows."

Helena groaned again, pushing herself off of him with great effort.

"Easy now," he helped ease her up so he could slip out.

She dropped back down as soon as he crawled out.

"Helena, come on!" he held out a hand for her.

She turned to him, holding out her hand to then be heaved out. He dragged her out as far away from the bus as possible, and not a moment too soon as it now exploded right before his eyes.

"That was too close," he now breathed a sigh of relief.

Helena was now pushing herself to her hands and knees after finally coming round.

"Glad to see you're alright," he turned back to her.

She pulled herself to her feet, stumbling slightly while resting a hand on her abdomen to then turn back to look at the bus.

"I can't believe we survived that," she thought bewildered.

That was until Leon turned to see the ground now tearing up as skeletal hands broke through.

"Helena!" he pat her on the arm. "We need to move, now!"

She turned to see what he was looking at, seeing for herself a skeleton now forcing its way out of the ground.

"What else is going to happen?" she frowned as she pulled out the Hydra to quickly put it down as soon as it appeared.

"Move!" Leon pushed her as more skeletons now started to emerge."We'll try to get there before they reach us!"

Helena quickly followed him on.

"I'll find you, Deborah." She vowed.

"You know you could at least tell me what I'm going through all this for," he brought up once again.

"I told you, I'll inform you of everything I know as soon as we get inside."

"You'd better," he frowned before a walking corpse ran out of nowhere to split the pair up.

"Leon!" Helena screamed. " Are you alright?"

He made quick work of the skeletal corpse before sitting up with a groan.

"Nothing broken thankfully," he responded over the earpiece. "I doubt you'd be willing to come back for me if I had."

"You never know," came her light response.

"Nice to hear," he smirked as he made his way back to her after dealing with a few more skeletons. "Hey, stranger."

She turned to face him while waiting at the gates.

"So, you coming with me?" she asked.

He hated being left in the dark, but he desperately needed to get to the bottom of why it was her fault with the President.

"As long as you keep to your end of the bargain."

She nodded in response, looking him in the eye. "I promised, didn't I?"

He gestured to the gates. "After you."

Soon the pair were at the church doors. Helena was now banging her fist against it.

"Hello! Open up, I know you're in there!"

"Are you crazy? We're not opening these doors now that you've brought those things with you!"

"Let us in!" Helena screamed.

"Yeah, sure. So we can die too, I don't think so."

"Fine, we'll get rid of them." Leon sighed as he raised his gun.

"Just let us in!" Helena almost begged.

"Helena!" Leon turned to her as the skeletal creatures moved in.

It wasn't long before the hoard of walking corpses filled the yard, throwing in a shrieker or two along with the odd bloodshot their way.

"Not these things again," Leon grimaced as he covered his ears.

The sound of a window being smashed shortly after was a sure sign that someone was willing to help as bullets soon flew past them.

"Glad to see someone has a backbone," Leon thought rather thankful.

Once they were on their last few, the door opened and a man waved them over.

"Quickly get inside!" he yelled and Helena was soon to realise why.

"Church bells," she frowned. "Are you kidding me!"

Leon quickly headed for the door, followed closely by his partner.

"Are you..." one man walked over to ask.

"Sorry guys, we're not the rescue team you were hoping for." Leon replied glumly.

They could hear people now complaining at them for coming and bringing those things with them. Helena couldn't care less what they were saying, she needed to get to the altar.

"Shit," she groaned. "It was open the last time I was here!"

Leon looked to her.

"Please, Leon, don't ask." She stopped him.

"You're in for a whole lot of questions, Helena." He frowned as she headed off to find out what was happening next.

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After finally getting through a heap of traps only for two statues that would now open up the altar, they now found they had to deal with a B.O.W. that had spores all over its body. Something which they'd come to find, when hit, the spores released a gas that turned people into flesh eating lunatics once again.

"How do we defeat that thing?" Helena asked as she waved a hand in front of her face because of the gas.

"No clue," Leon thought. "The more we damage it, the more it'll infect the people here!"

"Everyone smash the windows and stay as close as you can to them, the less you breathe in the better!" Helena warned.

"Good idea," Leon agreed.

People rushed to the windows, finding anything they could to let the air into the place rather than have the gas fill the area. The spore creature sounded as if it were laughing as it let loose it's gas without any help from receiving damage.

"Time to let loose on this thing!" Leon yelled.

Helena pulled out an incendiary grenade and threw it at the creature to neutralise the gas, it also had the creature screaming out.

"Nice," Leon smirked. "Got anymore."

"One," she told him.

"Alright, light it up again!"

She pulled the pin and threw it at the creature, which screamed in pain as it ran towards them. The pair ducked and rolled aside, quickly turning to unload a few rounds into it. Finally it dropped to its knees, Helena quickly ran over to finish it off with a lunge kick.

"Everyone alright?" Leon now asked.

"We would have been better off if you haven't let that thing out in the first place!" someone snapped at them.

Helena was just about to have a go back, when Leon stepped in.

"Come on," he told her. "We've more important matters at hand."

Helena settled down again and headed off down the stairs of the opened altar. They headed down corridor after corridor until ending up in a room which held two chairs.

"You'll pay for what you did!" she vowed as she looked at the chairs which she and her sister had been forced to sat upon. "I'm coming, Deborah!"

"Who?" Leon asked.

Helena didn't answer him, instead she was now running down the halls frantic at having not found who she was looking for. "She's not here!"

"Who are we looking for!" Leon frowned.

Helena was quick to move on again, forcing Leon to catch up with her. Once he had done, he pinned her against the wall.

"Let me go!" she snapped.

"Stop ignoring me, Helena. I'm getting real tired of your secrets, I want answers!" he knew she could easily knock him back and he was awaiting it, but the tough girl he'd been with all this time had gone.

Helena was now shaking her head, tears in her eyes as she looked to him. "Just give me a little more time," she pleaded. "I promise I'll tell you."

He knew better than to kick her while she was down, so he backed off.

"You better have a good explanation for all this," he warned her again, though a little more softly.

She sniffled, wiped her eyes and pulled herself together.

"If I'd just told you outright, you wouldn't have been willing to help me."

"It depends on what it is."

She nodded at the response.

"Exactly," she sighed before moving on.

He reluctantly followed her on until they finally reached their destination.

"Deborah!" Helena called out while running over to a young woman lying on the floor.

Leon followed her on to stand over the pair.

"Well?" he asked.

"She's my sister!" Helena turned to him. "Yes, you can say it. I dragged you all the way down here to save my sister!"

He was slightly annoyed, but wondered himself if he would have actually followed her for one person only. But then again there must be more to it.

"There's more to this, isn't there?" he now asked.

Helena looked up at him.

"Yes," she nodded. "As soon as I get her out of here, I'll explain everything. I promise."

"You said that before," he glared at her.

"I know," she sighed as she turned back to look at Deborah, before looking back up at him. "I promise."

"Can she walk?" he now asked, dropping everything to get the younger woman out of here.

Helena turned back to her sister, who looked rather sickly.

"Deborah, can you stand?"

Her sister gave a nod, but cried out as she was pulled up. She raised a hand to her head making her sister look on with worry.

"Deborah?"

"Come on," Leon now held out a hand to help her up.

Once she was standing, Helena draped one of her arms over her shoulders while Leon took point.

"I'll deal with these, you concentrate on getting her out of here."

Helena nodded to then guide her sister out.

"You'll be alright, Deborah."

"H-Helena," her sister's voice was low and hoarse. "What am I doing here?"

"Shush, everything's alright." Helena tried to comfort her as well as herself.

"I don't remember anything," Deborah went on. "I've been forgetting things."

Helena felt guilt well up inside her, Deborah had been left here for four days straight.

"It's going to be alright, Deborah." Helena reassured her again, hoping it would actually work for her too.

"Don't feel well," Deborah told her weakly.

"I know," Helena sighed as she rubbed her sisters arm in comfort, all the while following on after Leon.

"That must be the exit," Leon now pointed out as the crossed yet another rope bridge. "We're close."

"You hear that Deborah?" Helena turned to her.

Her sister nodded in response as Helena helped her over to the next tunnel. Thankfully there was no more skeletons to hinder them as they headed closer to freedom.