HTYT - Alright this is the first story I've worked on that I haven't finished first, and that's because I want to test the response to it.
Tea - Wow. I'm NOT being bashed.
HTYT - No. I kind of like you, even though your friendship stuff can be corny.
Tea - (blush) I just love my friends. And no, I'm not going to go into a discussion!
Yami - Amen!
Tea - (whacks him on the head with a pillow) Cheeky bastard.
HTYT - I don't own anything, not even the plot. It's all courtesy of the Resident Evil guys and the YGO guys.

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Just a moment and he would be done.

One last sample.....

The case locked with small hydraulic locks and he smirked to himself. Taking one of the other test tubes he gave it a last look then threw it over his shoulder. The Red Queen would lock the members of the Hive in, and he would be far away from there when it happened.

Just not quite far enough.

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Serenity looked around her while on the phone, hearing the alarms for the building go off, "Don't worry, just a fire drill."

"'Renity, the doors are locked," Mako walked up and gave her the news.

She looked at him with confusion, "What about the ones at the back?"

"Locked as well," Weevil informed, adjusting his cuffs and doing up one of the buttons.

Screams filled the room. Jets of gas shot from the air conditioners, and everyone dropped to the floor. Serenity glanced around then shouted, "HALON! FIND A WAY OUT!"

She didn't know until she started choking that she wasn't going to be leaving. Alive at least.

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Tea awoke with a sharp intake of breath.

The sounds of water splattering against tile soon filled her ears and she realized she was completely naked on the floor of her shower, wrapped in the curtain. Her shoulder stung from where she'd fallen and she slowly rose from the shower floor and glanced around. Where was she? Or more importantly, WHO was she?

Walking over to the steamed over mirror, she wiped a hand over it to clear it, and looked into bright blue eyes, shiny brown and slightly damp hair with a few highlights running through it, and a face with sharp features, and noticed scars on her shoulders. What were they from? Her gaze concentrated on them for a moment, before she turned and wrapped herself in a white silk robe and exited the bathroom.

Tea stepped into what she assumed was her bedroom, and looked it over, noticing a few things, like a photo with herself in it standing next to someone, on what looked like their wedding day, which made her realize there was a gold wedding band on her finger.

The second thing she saw was a propped up note against the photo frame, with the words 'today, all your dreams come true.'

She lay it down and tried to write the same words. It wasn't her handwriting at all.

Her fingers drifted lightly over the drawers and to the handles and gradually she pulled one drawer out, revealing plain white clothes neatly stacked. T-shirts, trousers, skirts, all white and clean, completely without a bit of discolouration. She slid it back and went to the second which was almost the same, this time with sheets.

She did the same with the last: her eyes widened and she jumped back a step. Instead of clothes, a sheet of reinforced glass with a keypad blinking 'locked' covered various firearms, one she recognized as a Smith and Wesson, another an M4 Carbine. What the hell were all these doing in her house?

She turned her attention to the bed, which for the first time she noticed had an outfit laid out for, well, her she assumed. It consisted of a short wine red skirt, black knee length boots and and the most striking part, an asymmetric red dress, the longer half reaching her knee and the shorter riding up to sit on her hip. She quite liked it to be honest.

A few minutes later she walked back to the photo, now fully dressed and looking extremely attractive. She was still confused she didn't remember marrying this person, and who the hell he was. The man was definitely handsome, with long black hair and sharp green eyes that appeared quite piercing.

A door slammed in the hallway and her head shot up, eyes directed to the source of the disturbance. "Hello?"

No answer. Feeling compelled to find out what the slamming sound was, she stepped slowly, her boots making a light echoing thud on the wooden floors, and walked towards the hallway where she was met with a set of double doors. Tea slowly pulled one of the doors open and shivered at the rush of cold air that brushed over her exposed arms in the early morning air...or was it early evening? She couldn't tell. She looked around in the twilit air. "Hello-" the moment she spoke, an entire flock of birds from the wooded area in her view flew up into the sky, squawking and cawing from the shock.

She shivered and smiled slightly nervously, and backed into the doorway, then screamed as a pair of arms wearing a suit jacket dragged her back and into the room again, running with her as she struggled. "GET OFF ME! LET ME GO!!!" The man didn't stop and continued to drag her.

Something small slid across the floor about five feet from them and burst upwards with a flash, and they fell back in shock.

She pushed herself back against the wall, and watched as several heavily armed figured cascaded through the window and two of them grabbed the guy who'd dragged her halfway through the room. The strap of her dress had fallen on one side, and she pulled it back on her shoulders as she was faced with who she assumed was the leader.

He grabbed her and literally lifted her to her feet and pinned her by one shoulder against the wall. "Report."

"What?"

"Report. I want your report, soldier," he repeated.

"Sir, the house's defenses are still in place. She probably under the side-effect," one spoke, typing into a keypad on his arm.

The two who had grabbed her attacker had him handcuffed and at gunpoint and the shorter of them spoke through his mask, "Who are you?"

"I'm a cop! Joseph Wheeler!" he shouted over the commotion.

"I'm not getting a match on it," the other spoke, looking at the screen of his handheld.

"I just trained for it, I'm not on the files yet!" Joey insisted, yelling a little louder, "You can't do this to me!"

The shorter one pulled off his mask with a smirk and pointed a gun at the base of the man's neck, then went near to his ear, "Really? Well blow me, bitch."

Joey tilted to look at him. The man looked more like a teenager than an adult, but had an air of confidence that was almost intimidating. Tri-coloured hair fell in long strands around the boyish face.

The one next to him pulled his own mask off to reveal similar hair, but with a much sharper face, and it was quite obvious at the look that they shared that there was something there, and it certainly wasn't brotherly. "Bakura, should we secure the guy here?"

'Bakura' didn't take his gaze off Tea and pulled off his mask. "No, Yami, we'll take him with us. Let's move." Tea looked around confused as she was dragged by the arm to an elevator where there used to be a statue. She was forced to look forward as the doors closed behind her and was led down steps once it stopped. What the hell was going on!?

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HTYT - Well?
Yugi - Well what?
HTYT - You're represented by the girl character again.
Yugi - Yeah, but she's fucking kick-ass.
Tea - True. I'm the central character?
HTYT - Yep! And anyone who hates it can go to hell and rot, because I AIN'T CHANGING IT FOR ANYONE! Tea fits well as Alice.
Yami - Yeah.
HTYT - (sigh) Are you sulking because you kick it early on.
Yami - (fidgets).....Maybe.