Oh boy, here we go again. So despite the fact that the Resident Evil 0 choice had less votes on the Poll on my profile, a part of me felt entirely obligated to write a far better, and more organised Enduring the Evil 1, 2 and 3, and to do that I ultimately had to go further back and start off with RE0. And considering the fact that I wrote those three stories a long time back when my writing skills weren't all that good, I'd like to think I could write them much better now that my writing skills have improved, as such if I'm going to write ETE4, 5 and 6, I need to first write RE0 and REwrite the first three stories in a more organised way while also fixing the many mistakes I know they had.

For those of you worried about major changes, don't, the characters are still the same, this story just gives me the opportunity to write the characters in a more organised manner and flesh them out for a better written ETE1, 2 and 3, which will allow me to write ETE4, 5 and 6 to the best of my ability.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil and its characters belong to Capcom obviously, any Original characters in this story belong to me.

Summary: Following an attack on the Ecliptic Express that leaves all but two passengers as undead, Rebecca Chambers of STARS Bravo Team is forced into a position she was unprepared for, protecting the two civilians while also trying to keep an escaped prisoner in her custody.

Enduring the Evil 0

'Prologue'

A small mid-western town in America: Raccoon City.

A solitary island far off in the sea: Rockfort Island.

An island that would become the second Raccoon City: Sheena Island.

There are still many unanswered questions about these seemingly unrelated and yet intensely traumatic events.

Though it is believed that the international enterprise, Umbrella was somehow involved, little is known as to the origin of this faceless corporation.

When was it established?

By whom?

And how was the T-Virus created?

To uncover the truth, we must delve deeper into the events which transpired in the beginning before the mansion incident.

July 23, 1998

Raccoon Forest, 20:17

The Ecliptic Express was currently en route through the Raccoon Forest to the Umbrella Research Center.

Given it was owned and run by the Umbrella Corporation, it was no surprise that the entire train consisted solely of employees and researchers.

Some passengers were seated next to each other, having the usual business conversation, while others were seated alone, enjoying the peace and quiet or reading the newspaper.

With the exception of two passengers however, who were being a rather loud nuisance to some of their neighbouring passengers below them.

In one of the carriages, a young man, lean and tidy, looking about in his early twenties complete with an expensive black suit, was grabbed aside by one of the trains crew and dragged into the passage. The crewman whispered to him, "Tell those two up in the saloon to keep it down! We already got complaints about two non-employees being on this train, that was strike one. If you don't keep them quiet like you said you would then that's strike two, and you can look for another job."

The young man nodded, trying to brush aside the nervous feeling as the crew member walked away.

He was a rather good looking young guy, a good looking young business guy atleast. He had very short blonde hair that was gelled and combed back to match his young and tidy face. He had light blue eyes and a clean shaven face to complete the appearance of what he himself would like to think as the 'perfect businessman' look.

The sound of a guitar on the second floor of the carriage above forced a frustrated sigh out of him and he marched his way through the carriage and upstairs to the second floor.

As soon as he entered the saloon area of the carriage, the guitar stopped, the only two passengers in the entire saloon turning their eyes to him. "Hey Kyle, what's up?" The one with the guitar asked.

Kyle sighed with a hand over his forehead, replying, "Danny, would you please put that guitar away? I already got into trouble for bringing you guys along, if you don't keep it down I'm going to lose my job!"

The passenger, Danny, raised his hands in defeat and put the guitar back in its case. He wasn't an employee, his casual clothes in place of an expensive looking suit made that very clear

Danny was a young looking guy aswell, slightly younger looking than Kyle. He had neck length ginger hair and darkish green eyes, he was about average height, just a bit under six feet tall, with an average build and he overall looked just like any casual good looking jock from college with sharp facial features, although he personally considered himself half good looking, half cool looking.

Except tonight he was doing his best to look like a Rockstar, given his attire that consisted of a sleeveless black and white striped hoody with a black t-shirt underneath with the logo of a metal band, a pair of light blue jeans that were slightly ripped open on both knees and a pair of black and white trainers. He also had a cross pendant hanging around his neck.

Kyle looked over at the other passenger, adding, "Bryan, I was expecting this from you. Danny yeah, but mostly you."

The other passenger, Bryan, shrugged in response, "I play the drums Kyle, not the guitar, I suck at guitar."

Bryan was clearly around the same age as Danny, slightly younger looking though. He had short and messy dirty brown hair and light blue eyes, and he was shorter than the others, looking around five feet seven at most, and he had a slightly slim build, but still looked relatively fit. Compared to Danny, his facial features weren't as sharp, and if it weren't for the soft expression in his eyes, anyone would probably just see him as another casual street punk.

Compared to Danny though, Bryan was wearing a more tidy attire. He was wearing a thin black cargo jacket with a white t-shirt underneath that, like Danny's, also had the logo of a metal band, he was also wearing a pair of navy blue cargo pants and a pair of blue and white trainers.

Kyle shrugged at the teen, replying, "Whatever, just stop disturbing the passengers with all that noise."

"Alright calm down, you made your point, I'm sorry." Danny said with a wave of his hand.

A sigh, and Kyle sat down at the counter next to them, "No, it's okay. I'm the one who should be apologising. I'm just so stressed out right now, having to move so much so soon. I only just started working for Umbrella a month ago and already they're asking so much of me."

Danny nodded, "Yeah you're right. What's the big deal about this place you're moving to anyway? Did you ever find out?"

Kyle shook his head, "No. All I was told, was that I was to gather everything from my work and any belongings I needed and get on the train soon or it would leave without me."

"So you don't know anything?" Bryan asked, looking at him curiously.

Kyle looked back at him, in thought for a moment, "Well, I did hear a few of the older employees talking. Apparently it's a facility that's being reopened after twenty years of closure."

"Twenty years is a long time." Danny replied, "Why all of a sudden now do they want to reopen it?"

A shrug, and Kyle added, "You're asking the wrong guy there bro. Only been an employee for a month, I'm surprised I was even told about it. It must be super important though since they're getting everyone they can moved up there."

Bryan gave him a thumbs up, "Well good luck man. This might just be a lucky opportunity for you to move up in the business. The higher the position, the better the money."

Kyle chuckled, "Yeah, I'd like to think you're right, but I really doubt it. Don't get me wrong, the pay I get so far is pretty decent."

Taking a moment, Kyle looked back and forth between the two and added, "Thanks again guys, I really appreciate you helping me move all my work."

"Don't mention it bro, seriously, you've done a lot for us back in high school, seriously, we owe you a few favours." Danny said, giving his friend a thumbs up.

"Just a few?" Kyle raised a brow at him.

Danny shrugged, "Maybe a few more, I dunno."

Kyle chuckled, "Whatever man. Also, I don't want to sound like a broken record but remember, stay on the train. You can give me a hand to get my things off the train but that's it. I just told you minutes ago that I already got into trouble for bringing you guys along, they only allowed you onboard because you're both my 'hired help' as I told them. If you do anything other than what I 'hired' you for, I'll be heading back on the train with you looking for a new job."

Bryan groaned, "Oh my god Kyle, we get it. You don't need to drill it into our heads. We're not Connor."

Kyle leaned back a little, "Well excuse me if I don't want to take any chances."

"Relax Kyle, we're cool." Danny said.

Kyle looked at him, "Why did you guys volunteer anyway, Scott was willing to help me himself."

Bryan exchanged a glance with Danny, "Well, like we said, we you owe a few favours. And considering how stressed out you were, what better favour than to help you move all of your stuff."

Danny nodded with a chuckle, "And you sort of repaid that favour by getting us a ride on the sweetest train in Raccoon City."

"FUCK!" Kyle shot up from his seat, accidentally knocking it over as his two friends laughed at him. "You fucking manipulative fuckers!"

Danny was leaning on the counter as he struggled to breathe through his laughter, "I'm...I'm sorry man, we couldn't resist! Hahaha!"

Bryan just shook his head as he recovered from laughing, adding, "You should see your face dude, that was fucking priceless."

"You know, sometimes you guys are a lot smarter than you lead on. And I hate that." Kyle sighed.

Before either could reply, the sound of glass shattering grabbed their attention.

"What the fuck was that?" Danny asked getting up from his seat.

Kyle was about to respond, until he was interrupted by the sound of more glass shattering.

Followed by the sounds of the passengers screaming.

"What the hell is...ugh, you guys stay up here, and don't move!" Kyle said pointing a finger at them before rushing out of the carriage, leaving the two alone as they moved to hide behind the counter.

By the time he got downstairs, Kyle was greeted with a horrific sight as all of the passengers were running around screaming, others rolling around on the floor, all trying to yank off what looked like, leeches. "What the hell!"

Leeches were dropping from the ceiling everywhere, and already some of the passengers were dead, much to the young mans horror.

"H-Holy shit..." Kyle backed away, watching the passengers die.

He turned around, and another passenger, on their knees, grabbed onto him and looked him in the eye, "H-HELP ME!" The passenger screamed and fell to the floor writhing in pain as he tried to get rid of the leeches.

Kyle backed up some more and screamed in terror when he saw a leech on his arm where the passenger grabbed him.

He yanked it off, threw it onto the floor and stomped on it.

This didn't help him however, as more leeches continued to drop from the ceiling and, soon enough, numbers of them latched onto him.

Kyle screamed as he flailed about trying to get rid of the leeches, but his efforts were in vain.

Once they latched onto him, they wouldn't let go.

Kyle tried to run through the carriage but the leeches already devoured their way into his flesh.

He fell over next to the other passengers, still screaming with them.

Outside, standing on a cliff overlooking the train, a young man sang as the passengers all died one by one, their screams slowly dying out.

Until there was nothing but silence.

Two hours later

Above Raccoon Forest

A helicopter flew over Raccoon Forest towards its destination, and the STARS members inside were all quiet and prepared to begin the investigation they were sent to carry out.

'It began as a simple investigation of some bizarre murders in the suburbs of Raccoon City. Nothing in our training could ever have prepared us for the nightmare that ensued. We never stood a chance.'

The somewhat peaceful silence the STARS members were relishing was interrupted by an explosion, and the helicopter started to go out of control.

"What's going on?" Captain Enrico asked as he looked into the cockpit, holding onto a support to prevent himself from falling over.

"Engine failure! Emergency landing!" Edward Dewey, the co-pilot responded.

The pilot, Kevin Dooley, struggled to stop the helicopter from descending rapidly, but with Edward's help, the two managed to get the helicopter under control just enough to make a proper landing.

However, as they descended down into the forest, the helicopter tail ended up hitting one of the trees, causing the helicopter to spin out of control, even as it landed roughly on the ground, until it finally stopped.

Fortunately the helicopter remained in one piece.

The STARS Bravo team members exited the helicopter one by one, Rebecca Chambers, the youngest member of the team and the teams medic, exiting last, but not before turning around and flashing a thumbs up at Kevin.

The pilot responded with a salute and watched her slide the helicopter door shut behind her after she left.

"Check the current position and investigate the surrounding area." Enrico said as the team spread out a little to search the area.

It was foggy, so it was quite difficult to make anything out, even more so since it was night time. However, as they searched, something quickly caught Rebecca's eye that was hard to miss.

A soft gasp escaped Rebecca as she made out an overturned truck. "Captain! Look!"

Richard Aiken, the teams communications expert, turned his flashlight towards the vehicle, identifying it by the MP marked on the side.

Rebecca gasped in shock as the flashlight landed on the dead bodies next to the vehicle, and Forest Speyer, the teams marksman, moved over to investigate them.

Enrico investigated too, Forest checking the other side of the overturned vehicle for anything as the captain peered over one of the dead bodies, looking for signs of what killed them.

"Captain!" Rebecca called out.

"Hm? What happened?" Enrico asked looking over in her direction, making his way over without noticing the slimy liquid substance that was slowly oozing down the vehicle.

Rebecca kneeled down and picked up a file from an open case on the ground, reading it aloud as her team members approached. "Court order for transportation. Prisoner: Billy Coen. Ex-lieutenant, twenty-six years old. Court-martialled and sentenced to death, July twenty-second. Prisoner is to be transferred to the Regarthon base for execution." She finished just as Edward took the file out of her hands.

The STARS member just frowned at the file and shook his head, "Those poor soldiers. They were good men just doing their jobs, and that scum murdered them and escaped!"

Enrico snatched the file from Edward and took a look at it, "All right, everyone. Let's separate and survey the area." He said turning to the rest of the team. "Our friend is brutal and ruthless. Keep your guard up."

The rest of Bravo team nodded in response and split up, moving in separate directions.

Kenneth Sullivan, the teams recon and point man, followed Richard and Forest, simply telling them, "If we split up, I'm going with you guys."

"Lead the way then point man." Forest replied with a grin, earning a chuckle from Richard.

Richard looked back for a moment, asking, "You think Rebecca will be fine on her own?"

Forest nodded, "Yeah, don't worry about her. She can handle herself, she's proved that enough times."

"She got into STARS at only eighteen years old, I think that says enough." Kenneth added.

Richard sighed, "I hope you're right."

The very STARS member they were talking about was by herself, slowly making her way through the forest while keeping an eye out for anything that moved. She made use of the flashlight attached to her gun, shining it in the dark areas she couldn't make out.

Of course, the fog itself was still an issue, but she wasn't going to let that stop her.

As she slowly walked through the forest, a loud sound caught her attention, forcing her to spin around, aiming her gun in the direction she heard it.

She narrowed her eyes to get a good look through the fog, making out a train just up ahead, sitting motionless on the tracks.

"A train?"

Rebecca aimed her gun and flashlight around the train, looking for anything of interest, but nothing stuck out. Not yet anyway.

As the STARS member slowly approached it, rain started to pour down.

Rebecca prepped her gun as she took small steps towards the train door, knowing it was quite possible the escaped prisoner could be hiding out in the train.

Maybe luck was on her side then, it would let her search for the escaped prisoner while keeping out of the rain.

After all, what could be worse than getting drenched?

Authors Notes: I already explained my reasons why I wanted to come back and start here up above, so that said, some of you are probably wondering why I chose only two of the main OC group for this story. Simple really, I don't feel they really showed enough character in the previous stories, someone pointed that out as they reviewed my stories and I agree they needed a chance to show more character. The lack of character descriptions was also a problem which, is something I just suck at, but I hope the, somewhat okay descriptions I gave were enough.

While I'm at it, I plan on playing through Resident Evil 0 on PS4, so if you have one, feel free to add me and watch me die repeatedly on hard mode.

Without making it sound too complicated, my current plan is to write this story, then Rewrite Enduring the Evil 1, 2 and 3, which, will be written way better than the originals(and hopefully quicker). As for the people who submitted their characters to 3, no need to do it again, as it is a Rewrite after all, it's the same story, but there will be changes.

On that note, to ease the pressure and hopefully make quicker progress, I am open to accepting other Authors on here to help me Rewrite Enduring the Evil 1, 2 and 3. So if you're interested in helping out and assisting me in getting through the Rewriting process, send me a message.

As always, please Review, the feedback is always appreciated.