The gang was still fighting back against the zombie-demon horde that surrounded them, with Steve, Brad and Joseph blowing their heads off, Angel and Cherri blasting them away, back-to-back, Vaggie slashing through them with her spear while protecting Charlie, who couldn't really fight at the moment, and Alastor who merely stood still where he was and slaughtered any walking corpse that came near him...

"Man, this brings back unsettling memories!", Steve screamed out.

"Agreed!", Brad said. And Joseph said, "Ditto!"

"Does this kind of stuff happen a lot around you guys?!", Angel yelled out.

To which Brad answered, while smacking a zombie with his gun, "You. Have. No. I. Dea!"

Then Joseph brought out a shotgun, saying, "At least there are no dogs!"

"Aren't you a dog?", Vaggie asked while pulling out her spear from a zombie's skull.

"Yeah, and I hate being a dog!", Joseph yelled.

"I don't blame him.", Brad said while reloading. "It's a long story. We'll tell you later."

"This would be going a whole lot faster if everybody pitched in and fought back!", Steve yelled, pointing out to Charlie.

"I'm sorry, but...I can't!", She yelled out. "These were my people! All I wanted was to help them!"

Brad then realized something, as he blew off another zombie's head, "Wait, weren't you laughed at on live TV?"

"Oh yeah! I should've recognized you!", Joseph said, reloading his shotgun. "That song was kinda weird, if I'm honest."

"Well, if you assholes don't like the idea, you can go fuck each other and throw yourselves to the zombies!", Vaggie yelled out, angry at the two S.T.A.R.S members.

"That's not what we're say at all!", Brad said, firing more bullets. "Like the kid said, you're gonna need more clients at your hotel when this is over. We'll be more than happy to check in!"

"Really?! You mean it?!", Charlie asked excitingly.

"Yeah.", Joseph said, suddenly aiming towards Charlie. "But for now, get down!"

Charlie quickly ducked as Joseph blasted a zombie that was right behind her. The horde was now entirely dead and the street they were on was caked in their bloody corpses.

"Well, looks like that was the last of them.", Steve said, before turning towards Charlie. "And you were some help, princess."

"Hey! Leave her alone!", Vaggie told Steve. "If she doesn't want to fight, don't force her! This is hard on her!"

"Sometimes, you gotta close your heart to this type of stuff.", Steve said. "Making the hard decisions, that's how we survive."

Then Angel was starting to say, "But you do know that-"

"We're already dead. I get it.", Steve said, irritated. "But you can keep on not fighting forever, Charlie. If this is gonna go how I think it is, then you WILL need to make the hard decision."

Vaggie glared at Burnside while Charlie had her head down, reluctantly. Eventually, she said, "...You're right, Steve." It caught the attention of Vaggie, who looked surprised at what she said. "We all need to fight.", She said. "And I'm willing to pitch in any way I can."

Steve gave her nod while Vaggie still held her glare at him. Then Brad broke the growing silence, saying, "It's...not safe to stay out here. We should head back to Enrico."

"Who's Enrico?", Angel asked.

"Our captain.", Joseph answered. "He's waiting for us at a Garage we made our basecamp."

"I'm guessing you want us to come with?", Cherri asked.

"If you want.", Brad answered. "We got all kinds of gear and weapons you can use."

"Even explosives?", She then asked, curious and excited.

"Well, we do have grenade launchers.", Joseph pointed out.

Cherri then immediately said, "I'm in."

"Count me in too!", Angel said afterwards.

"I guess we're all going then.", Steve then said.

"Hold up.", Vaggie started to say. "We didn't agree to-"

"Vaggie, please.", Charlie said in a pleading tone.

Reluctantly, Vaggie said, "Alright."

"But...just wait one moment.", Charlie said before turn to Alastor. "Al, can you go back to the hotel and make sure it's safe?"

"Of course.", Alastor agreed. "I do my best in taking great care of my investments."

"Thanks, Alastor.", Charlie said as the Radio Demon then vanished.

"You sure it's good idea letting him keep an eye on the place?", Steve then asked Charlie.

"I'll have to agree with Steve.", Vaggie said. "Charlie, we both know Alastor isn't the most trustworthy person."

"But he does have the power to keep the place safe.", Charlie said. "Besides, two of his people are back over there. I don't think even Alastor is shallow enough to leave them for dead."

Steve and Vaggie admitted Charlie had a point there. And with that, they all decided to follow Brad and Joseph as they continued down the street.

"Wait, why can't we just take the car?", Cherri asked.

Brad then points to a smoldering wreckage that was their vehicle. "Does that answer your question?"

"Oh yeah.", Cherri awkwardly said.

And with that, they moved forward.

Meanwhile, Alastor was right outside the hotel and saw the front entrance had zombies swarming. Not that it mattered to him as he knew they were nothing but walking corpses that were easily passable. But before he could take another step, the sound of a gun clicking was close to his head.

"Alastor...you will come with me quietly.", Said a deep voice in a terrible british accent. Alastor turned his head to see that a male humanoid demon, who's skin was plane with black spots around his face, blonde slicked back hair and glowing, venomous eyes staring at him through sunglasses. He wore a black, checkered trench coat over other black clothing that suited him very well.

"My friend...", Alastor began to say. "You'd be wise at putting that gun of yours down.", Then his eyes turned to radio nobs and his voice distorted even more. "Do you have any idea...what I could do to you?"

The man remained un-phased as he still had his gun pointed at the Radio Demon's head. "No...", He simply said. "Not that it's any concern. I simply wish to see what exactly you are."

"Oh, is that all?", Alastor said, now back to normal. "If you wanted, you could've just asked. I would be more than happy to-"

He didn't finish what he was gonna say when the man shot him in the head. "Nothing says that I need you in one piece.", The man then grabbed hold of Alastor and began to drag him away. But then he felt a hand grab hold of his shoulder and look back to the Radio Demon up and about, with blood streaming down his head.

"Bad move."

And with that, Alastor punches the man away from him, but was surprise to see him land flawlessly back on his feet.

"Now you've gotten me interested in who you are.", He said.

The man replied, "Who I am doesn't matter. What I plan to do does."

"And that would be?", the curious Radio Demon asked.

"You'll play a small part in it.", The man said. "But for now...it appears I'm going to have to soften you up."

That made Alastor chuckle, as he then asked, "And how do you plan on doing that?"

At a snap of his fingers, the man something heed his neck and call, something that made Alastor's eyes widen. Dogs. Zombie dogs. Hungry looking zombie dogs, who could smell deer meet. The man simply smirked as the dog went straight towards Alastor...

"Oh, shit."

Back to Steve, Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Cherri, Brad and Joseph. They walked through the destroyed streets until the reached a garage with someone standing on top of the ceiling. Brad motions for everyone to stop, as he points out that the sinner has a gun in his hands, a grenade launcher to be exact. But the gun was lowered when the person seemed to recognize Brad, jumping down to meet him.

"Forest.", Brad greeted his partner. "Keeping watch, I see."

Forest was a crow demon, wearing a torn up vest, a winged sword tattoo on his left arm, slicked back 'hair' and along side his grenade launcher was a semi-auto rifle and his sidearm samurai edge...

"Where have you too been?", He said, not sounding to be in a good mood. "And who are the others? Survivors?"

"They're our new partners.", Joseph said. To which Brad added, "We met while fighting through hordes of zombies...and other things."

He didn't want to say it, but Forest still couldn't believe that all this was happening. Last thing he remembered from his mortal life was a bunch of freaky looking crows ganging up on him, then he shows up here as one, and the same shit he to go through in that mansion continues to happen here. But he didn't want to focus on that as his eyes moved to the others.

"They don't look all too useful.", He said bluntly, getting glares from Steve and Vaggie. Then he motions over to Charlie, soon asking, "Isn't she that girl who sang that weird song on TV months ago?"

"Old news. Let's move on already.", Charlie said, irritated.

"Agreed.", Brad said. "Let's just take them inside, and we'll talk about a plan of action."

Forest reluctantly agreed as he opens the garage door and they all head inside. When they all got in, they found that the garage had a few others, all with matching vests and weaponry...

"Guys...", Brad began. "Meet the S.T.A.R.S."

There was Richard Aiken, who was a sinner with snake like skin, teeth and eyes, having huge bite marks on his left arm, wearing an orange vest and had with him combat shotgun and ak-74. Kenneth J. Sullivan, wearing a green vest, who's skin was pale and his eyes white like Brad's, having a visible cut mark around his neck and looking like the flesh of his face was bitten off; he sported his own Samurai Edge and an FN Minimi. Edward Dewey, no different from Brad or Kenneth, only that his mouth was covered in blood and his vest was blue, having a Scoped Samurai Edge and a H&K PGS1. Kevin Dooley, a hellhound like Joseph, wearing a black vest and pilot's helmet, but he didn't have any weapons on him, just packet of cigarettes. And lastly, their captain, Enrico Marini, wearing a brown vest and looking much like Brad and Sullivan, having red blood stains on his forehead and side, armed with his own custom Samurai Edge and a Chemical Flamethrower.

The others were rather confused, except for Steve, who knew about these guys and considered this to be quite the privilege, had it been under different circumstances.

"I've...heard about you guys.", He started to say to them. "...Kinda wanted to be like you when I was kid."

"You wanted to be a cop?", Angel Dust said.

"We're not just cops." Richard hissed. "We're S.T.A.R.S. Special Tactics And Rescue Service. And we take our job...very seriously."

"Easy, Richard.", Enrico told his Communications Expert.

"The lot of good it did you.", Cherri said. "To wind up down here. I can only imagine what you did to earn your place here."

"We did nothing to deserve this.", Forest said to the cyclops. "Unlike you."

"I think I remember you from when I was like 35.", Kenneth said to Cherri. "I saw you blow yourself up outside my neighborhood."

Cherri began to glare at the S.T.A.R.S. members, who did the same to her. But eventually, Vaggie decided to butt in.

"Look, are we just gonna fucking stand here all day, or are we gonna figure out what to do next?"

"Hmph...", Enrico huffed. "Well, if you really must now, we've been trying to track down the source of the outbreak." He then shows everyone a table that had a map of Pentagram City's and the Neighboring Cities around it.

"Brad and Joseph were doing recon, gathering supplies for us.", Forest explained as the two joined in.

"But when I was out there, I saw him.", Brad said, sounding a little shaken up.

"Who?", Charlie asked.

Brad took a moment before answer, "...Wesker."

"Albert Wesker?!", Steve asked, not wanting to have heard that name.

"Oh great.", Angel said sarcastically. "Another guy I have no idea about."

"Hey, I don't know about him either.", Vaggie said which was a surprise to Angel. "Me neither.", Charlie also admitted, knowing that Steve and the S.T.A.R.S. would have to break the ice. "Would you guys care to explain?"

"Alright...", Enrico said. "Wesker...was part of S.T.A.R.S. once before, being the Leader of the Alpha Team while I was in command of Bravo."

Then Enrico began to reminisce about the times S.T.A.R.S was around and the relationship Wesker had with his so-called colleagues...

"He was a strange man who showed out of the blue, rather...emotionless, sometimes isolated from the rest of the team...but I would admit he was a good leader out in the field...but I should've known that he was playing with us the whole time."

He then remembers when Wesker shot him dead, ultimately betraying the team and revealing his true attentions...

"It turns out he worked for Umbrella.", Brad began to explain. "A corporation that practically ran Raccoon City."

"Well, we know that part.", Charlie interrupted.

"Steve told us.", Vaggie said, pointing out to Steve, who waved.

"Anyway, we thought he died at the mansion where most of us perished.", Brad continued.

"And...did he?", Angel asked.

"No.", Steve then said, angrily. "I saw him...when I died. He used my body, knowing that it still had the virus in it, and took what he needed and got rid of no longer needed."

He slammed his fists on the table and felt them start to grow burning hit for a second as everyone was startled by his outrage. Yet, Charlie couldn't help but feel bad for the guy, knowing that he was used for what Wesker had planned.

"I'm sorry, Steve.", She told him, placing her hand on his shoulder, only to retract, given that he was steaming hot.

"Anyway...", Enrico continued. "We found out that he died and arrived here about 6 years, but we've yet to apprehend him. He vanishes with the wind and leaves to track him with."

"And you're sure that he's the cause of this?", Vaggie asked.

"He's a primary suspect.", Brad answered. "But we doubt he's working alone."

"Who else could he be working with?"

"...I can think of someone.", Steve then said. "If he had connections with Umbrella, then I know someone who might just be aligned with him."

"Are you talking about Alexia Ashford?", Charlie said as Steve cringed at the name.

"And even her shithead of a brother.", He told her. "Wesker wanted the virus Alexia's family had developed. If she's here...then it's possible that she may find opportunity in working with him."

"Well that's just fucking great.", Vaggie said. "Two fucking virus-spreading assholes that MIGHT be the source of a this."

"There could be more.", Enrico then said.

"Seriously?"

"It's a possibility.", He replies. "I saw more than just Wesker when I was at the mansion and even before then."

"Yeah, me too.", Brad says. "There's more than just a few people. This is something else. Something big."

Feeling out of place and wanting to back into the action, Cherri decided to speak up.

"Well, this is been fun, but I'm kinda wanting to head back out and take back my turf."

"By yourself?", Richard asked.

"You're gonna get yourself killed.", Sullivan added.

"Yeah, well, wouldn't be the first time."

Before she left, she looked at the Grenade Launcher Forest had with him and smirked.

"Hey, you wouldn't mind if I borrow that baby of yours would you?"

"Yes, I would mind, actually.", Forest answered before pointing to his left.

"But you can have that one, over there."

Smiling, Cherri picked herself a Milkor Grenade Launcher and decided to take her leave.

"Don't die in us, Cherri.", Angel tells her.

"You know me better than that, Angel.", She tells him as she leaves. "I'd worry about my own hide if I were you."

"You think it's a good idea letting her leave with one of our weapons?", Edward asks, almost sounding mad.

"Hey, don't worry about it.", Angel says casually. "She knows what she's doing...I think."

"Alright.", Enrico said. "Let's just get back to planning."

Then Brad said, "Right. When's our next move, captain?"

Back at the Hotel, Niffty took it upon herself that the entire place was secure. As such, she boarded up the windows, blocked all entrances and exits, and barricaded the front door with everything she could find. All the while, Husk was at the bar, sleeping, but Niffty did leave a double barrel shotgun for him...

While wiping her brow, she said, "Whoo! All done! We are now secure!"

But then something blasted through the barricade and made Niffty fall on her face. She saw the silhouette of a familiar figured and feared the worst...

"AAAHH! A ZOMBIE!"

She then started throwing everything she could a high speed, but the dodged it all as everything she through went back to the front door, practically rebuilding the barricade. When she was out of things to throw, she took a breather and saw who the figure was.

"Mr. Alastor?"

Yep. But Alastor looked like he's seen better days. His suit was torn, he was covered bloody scratches and bite marks, he was even missing teeth and Niffty was pretty sure he could see his intestines sticking out. Husk then woke up from all the commotion and was surprised to see the state the Radio Demon was in.

"Jesus, Al. What the fuck happened to you?"

"I'm fine.", Alastor said, sounding out of breath himself, looking behind to show that there was a zombie corpse that was crushed under the barricade. "Well, he's not..."

And then, he falls to the ground, forcing Niffty and Husk to check up on him. Before he did, Husk looks out a window to see the shit storm that was going on outside and in the city.

"Alright, what'd I miss?", He asks.

"It's a long story.", Nifty replies.