A/N: THAT'S RIGHT, BOYS AND GIRLS! MULTIPLE ROUTES! MULTIPLE ENDINGS! Well, only three, but still. The first route, MY ending! WHOO!

Devlin route:

"You gotta be kidding me," Devlin said as he stood up.

"You don't think it's him, do you," Nat asked.

"Cor, you have the absolute worst stalkers," Devlin said.

"Shit, I've had ex-girlfriends less clingy," Corey said.

"I'll take care of it," Devlin said.

"Uh-uh. He's mine to kill," Corey said.

"Cor, it might not be him. It could be a Tyrant."

"That's not much better, brother."

"Actually, it is. A Tyrant might as well be a regular zombie at this point. Whatever's through those doors, I can handle it. Later," Devlin said as he closed the doors behind him. He walked through the second car, conveniently finding ammunition for his weapons.

Devlin then entered the third car from where the others were, walking down an empty train car. "Well, this doesn't just scream Boss Area."

As soon as he said that, the last car began to tear. Then, a massive abomination of wriggling flesh and meat and teeth tore through the car, roaring at Devlin.

"That you, Fon?"

"AaarRraaaaAAAaacllll!"

"Sounded like a yes to me," Devlin said as he took out his minigun and blasted at the monster.

He riddled it with bullets until an eye popped out of its massive mouth, which Devlin continued to blast until it burst.

Then, an arm popped out. It tore out of the eye, revealing a body.

"What the fu-"

The humanoid creature looked up at Devlin with hate-filled eyes. "DRACUL!"

"FON?!"

Alfonso lunged out of the abominable body, grabbing Devlin by the throat before slamming him onto the ground and lifting him.

Alfonso glared at Devlin before looking at his body. It was hideous. He was completely nude, but devoid of genitals, was covered in pulsing veins, and had sickly purple skin. He then looked at Devlin with his glowing red eyes and laughed. "How about that? It seems the GRT-Virus was successful."

"How is becoming a dickless purple freak a success," Devlin choked out.

"Because now, I'm a god. Birkin's reports stated there would be consciousness in someone infected with G, but I'm in full control. Meaning I can enjoy torturing you to death before going after Smith and Beck."

"Interesting. Just one problem. You called yourself a god in front of a scientist."

"And?"

"It's pretty much a scientist's job to KILL gods," Devlin smirked.

"That so? Then... you're fired," Alfonso said as he reeled back his arm, preparing to stab Devlin.

"Oh, by the way, don't blink."

"Huh?"

Devlin then took out his gun and fired point blank in Alfonso's eye, making him release Devlin as he stumbled back to his old body. His eye immediately healed, the monster glaring at Devlin before feeling something on his wrist. He looked to see his old body trying to drag him back, but Alfonso ripped the tendril off before it could try.

However, Devlin noticed that and smirked before standing back up.

"Alright, Fon." The monster glared at the scientist. "Let's end this. One final experimentent. And I do mean the last fucking one," Devlin said as he pointed his gun, Alfonso taking a feral fighting stance, both ready for their final fight.

Devlin shot at Alfonso, who dodged all of his bullets, seemingly warping.

Alfonso then grabbed Devlin by the throat, holding his shooting arm down. "Pitiful," Alfonso said.

Devlin then felt a searing pain, as if he was being drained of his very life. "What the-"

"I told you I was a god. Now pay tribute to me."

"You feel... more like... a Parasite," Devlin said before sticking his hand in Alfonso's mouth.

"The faa," Alfonso garbled in confusion.

Devlin then ripped Alfonso's teeth out, blood spewing out of his mouth.

Alfonso screamed as he threw Devlin into the next car, holding onto his bleeding mouth before glaring at Devlin. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"

"Technically not true," Devlin said as he stood up. "I'm pretty much celibate."

Alfonso looked at Devlin like he was an idiot. "Did you just admit to being a virgin?"

"Meh, I'm Baptist. I don't mind admitting to not banging a woman. Besides, I lived in Louisiana before becoming an Umbrella scientist. Most women around me were old enough to be my grandma. Besides, besides Nat, when was the last time you ever saw a girl worth marrying, let alone sleeping with? I mean, Jade and Julie are also perfect women but those are my little sisters. And last time I checked, we weren't in Alabama."

Alfonso was seething in rage. "HOW THE FUCK DID I LOSE TO AN IDIOT LIKE YOU," he roared as he shot tendrils at Devlin, who easily dodged them all.

"Well, in my defense... you absolutely SUCK compared to Corey."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DIE, NIGGA," he roared as he tried to slash Devlin.

But Devlin dodged them all before kicking off and landing away from the mad Tyrant. "Ah-ah-ah," Devlin went. "Language. Remember, I'm not black. Besides, Corey revoked your N-Word Pass last Tuesday for being, and I quote: 'a bitch-ass piece-of-shit who has no right bein' called a brotha'.' So, yeah, what you said just now was SUUUPER racist. And we are in a liberal state, so you might get canceled."

"DO YOU EVER SHUT UP," Alfonso roared as appeared in front of Devloin and grabbed him by the throat.

"Crap," Devlin strained. "Wasn't expecting you to be this fast."

Devlin then let out a grunt of pain after Alfonso stabbed him in the waist, draining him. "I'm gonna make you look like a fucking mummy, boy."

"Again. Not black. So, technically kinda ra-" Devlin gasped as Alfonso drained him even more.

Alfonso glared at Devlin before he looked confused. "What?" His eyes then widened. "WHAT?! ALL THIS TIME! ALL THIS FUCKING TIME, YOU'VE BEEN A FUCKING GENIUS?! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN ON THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS BY NOW! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN ONE OF UMBRELLA'S MOST POWERFUL INFLUENCORS, BUT YOU'VE BEEN HOLDING YOURSELF BACK!? WHY?!"

Devlin chuckled. "Because," he choked out as he pulled something out of his back pocket. "Not into having that kinda power and responsibility. You'd be surprised how little freedom those guys have. They're not even allowed to eat the good shit, like this here apple."

Devlin then stuffed something in Alfonso's mouth before yanking his hand away.

Alfonso heard a click and saw... a pin around Devlin's finger.

His eyes then widened when he realized... that Devlin had just stuffed a grenade into his mouth.

BOOM!

Corey and Nat looked at the door.

"You hear that," Corey asked.

"How could I no-" Nat was interrupted by an explosion. "SHIT! THE FACILITY IS GOING OFF!"

"DAMMIT! WE NEED TO SPEED UP," Corey said as he ran to the control panel.

"ARE YOU NUTS?!" Another explosion occurred, practically right next to the train. "GO FASTER! GO FASTER!"

"YOU KNOW WE'VE BEEN AROUND DEVLIN TOO LONG WHEN YOU'RE TEMPTED TO SAY 'THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID'!"

"AGREED!"

When the smoke cleared, Devlin was on his back, groaning. He sat up, rubbing his head. "WHOA," he went after an explosion took out part of the train car. "Should probably get out of here."

"Like hell you are."

Devlin looked to see Alfonso, his body regenerating as he glared at the scientist.

"Congratulations, Dracul. I officially hate you more than I hate Smith."

Devlin chuckled as he shook his head, standing to his feet. "Oh, how nice. What do I win? Cash? A gift basket?"

"Me, ripping your fucking heart out."

"Oh. Heart massage. Still, I prefer the consolation prize." Devlin aimed his gun at Alfonso. "Killing you."

CLICK.

"Huh?"

CLICK, CLICK.

"Oh, fuck."

"Finally out of bullets, virgin?"

"Dude. We're almost thirty and you use a high school grade insult?"

"Why do I care about dead man's thoughts?"

"Because I don't need a gun to kill you. I've got other ways."

"You used up all of your grenades, didn't you," Alfonso smirked.

"I used up everything. Bullets, bombs, knives; I'm basically naked."

"Then how do you intend to beat me," Alfonso said as he stood in front of Devlin, the monster towering over him, literally looking down at him with an evil smile.

"Well, Nat doesn't need weapons to kick your ass."

"Yet you're not her. You're not even that idiot Smith. You're just a weak, defenseless, tiny little man."

Devlin shrugged. "I still have this." Devlin held his hand up to Alfonso's face.

He burst out laughing just as an explosion occurred, somehow making his evil laugh more dramatic. "YOU'RE GIVING ME THE HAND?! YOU REALLY ARE AN IDIOT!"

Devlin tilted his head with a smile. "Begone."

A massive pulse burst out of Devlin's hand, Alfonso's stomach not only caving in but stretching out close to the mound of flesh, making it react. Alfonso coughed up blood as he skidded away, dangerously close to the flesh that became even more active.

Alfonso vomited blood, panting before looking up at Devlin in shock. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

"A perk to the R-Virus, I guess. I only used it once so far. When I was absolutely starving and a zombie tried to attack me from behind. Turns out the R-Virus repaired my body to the point where the brain's natural limitations are unleashed, which is why Nat, Cor, and I are superhumanly powerful. It's often been thought that a human with more access to the mind would be able to channel esper-like abilities, including psychokinesis, or just good ol' telekinesis for you plebs."

Alfonso's eyes widened. "You... You've been holding back."

"Not totally accurate. I don't know how to fully use these new powers of mine. You... are the guinea pig."

Alfonso's hand tore through the metal, so angry that he didn't notice the flesh lightly coiling around his ankle. "This entire time... you've been messing with me? No. No! NO! FUCK YOU! FUCK THIS! FUCK EVERYTHING! I AIN'T SOME TEST SUBJECT! I AM THE PERFECT BEING! THE ULTIMATE LIFEFORM! I AM A GOD! YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME," Alfonso roared as he shot his tentacles at Devlin.

Devlin just raised a finger, the tentacles slamming into an invisible wall.

"WHA?!"

Devlin then pointed a finger gun at Alfonso. "Bang."

An explosion happened right after Devlin said that the blast from his telekinesis slammed into Alfonso like a cannon, pushing him into the flesh.

Alfonso coughed up blood before realizing he was being reabsorbed into his old body. "NO! NO! LET GO OF ME! THIS BODY IS PERFECT! GET OFF! GET OFF OF ME!"

Devlin smirked before he walked away, using his powers to rip off the cover of the railway coupling.

"DRACUL! I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE PLANNING!"

"Mm?"

"YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN TAKE ON ALL OF UMBRELLA ALONE?!"

"Oh, you saw that much of my memories, eh?"

"ALL TO PROTECT SMITH AND HIS BITCH?!" Alfonso didn't react when Devlin stabbed him with the thrown cover.

"Never insult my family," Devlin said coldly.

"YOU'RE AN IDIOT, DRACUL! NO ONE IS POWERFUL ENOUGH TO TAKE ON UMBRELLA ON THEIR OWN! NOT EVEN YOU! THIS IS NO DIFFERENT FROM A MORTAL CHALLENGING OLYMPUS ITSELF TO WAR!"

Devlin blinked before he chuckled before laughing maniacally. "I LIKE THAT ANALOGY," he roared during an explosion just as Alfonso was close to being fully absorbed, only his head visible as the eye nearly completely reformed. "ONE MAN VS THE VERY GODS THEMSELVES! NO HELP FROM THE TITANS! NO FANCY PROPHECY! NO MAGIC BULLSHIT! JUST A MAN WITH THE BALLS TO SPIT IN THE FACE OF THE PANTHEON ITSELF! IF YOU WERE MOTIVING ME TO TAKE THEM ON EVEN MORE, CONGRATU-FUCKING-LATIONS!"

Alfonso snarled at Devlin as he smirked at the abomination. "I'm not afraid of Umbrella, Fon. Cor and Nat have something to live for: each other, the twins, and whatever little one they'll absolutely bring into the world. Me? I'm content with them living happily ever after, with or without me. And if the only way for that ending to be reached is me sacrificing myself, then I'd gladly challenge Hell itself to war."

Devlin then used his powers to destroy the coupling. "Ta-ta."

"DRACUL," Alfonso roared as his car rolled back toward the flames. He was then fully absorbed into the flesh, the eye completely reforming. Then, the slit pupil constricted right as the entire car was engulfed. Devlin actually heard Alfonso's agonizing death roar as he was reduced to not even dust in the explosion.

Dr. Alfonso was now completely and totally dead.

Devlin smirked before he noticed the explosions becoming more frequent and violent.

"Uh-oh," he went as the explosion nearly reached him and his car.

"Alright, then," Devlin said as he cracked his knuckles. "One last fight."

The flames roared as if they themselves were a living monster, chasing after Devlin. Devlin then released a roar as used his powers to clash against the inferno.

The largest explosion yet had occurred.

Corey was trying to keep the train steady, trying to keep out of the explosion but not too fast to be derailed. Then, the massive explosion occurred, blasting the train car out of the tunnel.

Bracing for impact, Corey and Natalie hugged each other protectively, the car slamming and skidding across the ground.

When it was over, they both got up, looking around.

Nat punched through the roof, tearing it open, she and Corey got out and looked at the tunnel. It was smoking, some flames still visible, but no more explosions to worry about.

"Is it over," Nat asked. "I mean, did we get out?"

"Yeah. . . Wait, where's Devlin?!"

Nat's eyes widened before looking at the end of the car. "DEV?!"

"DEVLIN," Corey yelled as he ran toward the car.

They stopped when a hand grabbed the car, both looking ready to fight.

Then, Devlin appeared, glasses black with soot, face covered in grime, hardly any of his lab coat left, shirt torn enough to reveal his abs, burns on his pants and yet he still had his shoes. He then coughed up smoke. "Why do people like smoking? That tasted terrible."

"DEV," Nat went.

"Hm? WHOA! OOF," he went after Nat grappled him into a bearhug before switching to a noogie.

"YA GOT SOME NERVE SCARING ME LIKE THAT, LITTLE BROTHER!"

"TAPPING OUT! TAPPING OUT!"

"I'm not a wrestler," Nat said with a smirk.

"START THE COUNT, COR! START THE COUNT!"

Corey shook his head. "You deserve this," he said with a smirk.

"What did I do," Devlin asked as he lifted Nat's arm, getting out of her hold, and surprising her.

"That's a good question. What the hell happened in the other car?"

"Hm? Oh! Remember that Tyrant Nat killed?"

"The one whose block I literally kno... You're kidding."

"It came back for round three! Can you believe it?! It was still missing its jaw, though. Its neck was also its convenient weakness."

"You fought a Tyrant alone," Corey asked.

"Why do you sound so surprised? You killed that lion alone, didn't ya?"

"I had my damn railgun. How did you... Ah, who am I kidding? You're the type of lunatic who could kill someone with a pencil."

"Guilty," Devlin laughed before sighing. "Can't believe we got out of that crap in one piece."

"Well, it's not over, that's for sure," Nat said. "The company is bound to know we survived. They're gonna come after us."

"Not just us," Devlin said.

"The twins," Corey went.

"I vote we find them and lay low for a while," Devlin said.

"Agreed on the girls, but where the hell could we lay low," Nat asked.

"Believe it or not, I have a place," Devlin said.

"Is it in Louisiana," Corey asked.

"Fuck no."

"Alright," Corey shrugged before they heard an engine. They all looked to see it was a truck.

"Think it's Umbrella," Nat asked.

"Nah," Devlin said.

"You sound sure, Dev," Corey said.

"Ten bucks it passes by us."

"You're on," Nat said as they watched the truck on the side of the road.

It really did just drive by.

"Two guys and a hot chick in the middle of nowhere and he doesn't even try to stop," Corey said with a shake of his head.

"FUCK YOU, TOO, ASSHOLE," Nat said as she flipped the guy off.

"So... how far are we from Raccoon City anyway," Devlin asked.

Corey took out his phone. But before he could do anything, Red Queen's sigil appeared. AN APPROXIMATE HOUR'S WALK. HOWEVER, THERE IS NO REASON TO GO TOWARD THE CITY.

"Why not," Corey asked.

RACCOON CITY HAS BEEN DESTROYED. WHILE YOU THREE WERE FIGHTING IN THE BOWELS OF THE FACILITY, AN OUTBREAK OCCURRED IN THE CITY, CAUSING THE U.S. MILITARY TO LAUNCH A NUCLEAR ROCKET AT THE HEART OF THE CITY, DESTROYING IT AND ANYTHING WITHIN.

"WHAT," Corey went.

"WHAT ABOUT THE GIRL'S," Natalie yelled.

THERE IS NO DATA ON THE SURVIVORS OF RACCOON CITY. THE NUMBER OF SURVIVORS IS COMPLETELY UNKNOWN.

"Translation: they're out there. Probably looking for us," Devlin shrugged.

"And how can you be so sure," Corey all but spat.

Devlin raised an eyebrow, looking at Corey. " Because they're your sisters?"

Corey had a look of realization.

"If there's anyone more stubborn than the three of us, it's those two."

"He's right. He's right! Corey, the girls are alright," Nat said in excitement.

Corey was quiet for a bit before he smirked. "Damn right, they are. And we're gonna find them."

"You're goddamn right we are," Nat said as she can Corey began to walk, Devlin standing behind them.

Then, his phone rang, Devlin answering it. "Yo."

ARE YOU SURE IT IS BEST NOT TO TELL THEM OF YOUR PLANS?

"Yup. Right now, finding the twins is all that matters. Then, I take them to that nice cabin in the mountains, lull them into security, convince them they can live happily ever after, and then you and I will get to start the party."

YOU REALIZE THEIR FURY WILL BE IMMEASURABLE IF THEY EVER DISCOVER THE TRUTH, DO YOU NOT?

"Meh. Blissful ignorance." Devlin then began to walk after his siblings, putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Bliiiiissful ignorance."

A/N: And that's the end of my route. Time to go to Cor's route.