Based on the video game series 'Resident Evil' copyright of ©Capcom. Based on 'Resident Evil'; 'Resident Evil (Remake)'; 'Resident Evil: The Umbrella Chronicles ('The Mansion Incident')'; and other depictions.

Warning: Contains scenes of graphic violence and gore and strong language.

Summary: Alpha team has been sent in to investigate the disappearance of their comrades, but are forced to flee into an ominous mansion, where they discover mind-blowing secrets and uncover a stunning revelation.

AN: Okay guys- new chapter. Hope you all enjoy this one, it was fun to write but took a hell of a long time. Sorry for the wait!

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Chris knew that voice- it was Rebecca's. He ran, full speed, around the hall trying to locate where her came came from. There was only one door, and it was unlocked, most likely by Rebecca. He entered a narrow corridor, with beige walls and reddish-brown trim, lined with a golden color. A small pillar stood tall, and Chris swung around it. The sight he'd seen was... horrific.

Rebecca sat with Richard's head on her lap. Richard had several large wounds in the side of his arm; they were gushing blood, and Rebecca struggled with bandaging it on time.

Richard turned his head weakly towards Chris. "There... are monsters. This house... is dangerous." He started coughing, blood spurting from his wounds. Rebecca continued to try and bandage it.

"Richard, don't talk." She warned softly. Looking up at Chris, she spoke again. "He seems to have been bitten by a snake, but the wounds are abnormally large."

Richard moved around slightly. "It's not just a poisonous snake... it's a monster!" His wounds didn't seem to stop bleeding.

"Richard!" She applied more pressure to his wound. "There's a serum, but we left it in that other room..."
"Okay, I'll go get it."

The young medic looked up at Chris. "Hurry, please! And be careful!"

"I will. Just wait here." Chris reassured her, running over to the door and exiting. Back in the hall, he took only a second to figure out where to go. He ran out of the main hall, then to the balcony. He only stopped to kill one of the zombies in his way.

Running to the end of the hall, the zombie he thought he'd just killed reanimated, grabbing onto his black combat boot. The undead's attempt to bite his ankle failed, and Chris broke free of his grasp, kicking his head off the body. He continued towards the next door. Remembering there was another zombie, he reloading. Shit. Only seven bullets left, he counted mentally.

He shot the zombie in the head once, and, when he stumble back, performed a straight right punch to his head. The attack was successful in destroying the zombie's skull. Chris continued, running down the stairs hastily. He located the door and entered the room. He went over to the shelf, perusing the labels quickly. He'd found the serum needed, and retraced his steps all the way back to the main hall, then to the corridor where Richard was.

Chris handed Rebecca the serum. She examined it carefully, while unscrewing the cap. "There's only enough for one dose."

"Is he alright?" Chris questioned with concern.

"Yes. He will be." Rebecca replied, putting the serum into a syringe. "I'm going to give you a shot now. Hold still."

Richard shook his head. "Chris... here's a radio. Take it." He placed the object in his hand, before groaning in pain, his inquiries bleeding out. "Take care... of Rebecca... Chris..."

"Richard?!" Rebecca cried out, setting the unused syringe aside. She searched for a pulse, but found nothing...

"No!" She held back her tears, glancing at Chris. No... Be strong, Rebecca- for Richard.

Chris sighed, looking at Rebecca. "It's going to be okay."

"What could have done this?" She asked, not looking up at Chris, who shrugged in response.

"We could go find out." He suggested softly. She finally looked up and nodded confidently.

He helped her up, and she followed him through a door that she didn't notice not far behind her. The space was narrow, barely enough space for Chris and Rebecca to stand side-by-side. A zombie swayed in place, unaware of their presence yet. Chris shot at it three times, while Rebecca hid behind him. Chris, again, reloaded, feeling uneasy. Only four bullets...

"Hey, Rebecca?" Chris started to ask while confirming the zombie was dead. "Do you have any spare ammo on you?"

"Richard gave me this-" She held out a full clip in front of him.

"Perfect. We might need this." He stored it quickly, while proceeding towards a door at the top of a few steps. Chris turned the knob, but it was locked, and had a carving of armor. Pulling the key out, he unlocked it, and hesitantly walked through. Rebecca followed him closely behind.

It was a large storage room, but was completely empty, save for a shelf or two. Rebecca's eyes wandered around the dimly lit room. Shadows traced every wall, and she feared one of them would jump out at her. She held onto her gun as tightly as possible; it made her feel protected, though she wasn't too good with guns. But Chris is here...

Chris was equally as anxious, though she could not see that. He was leading her slowly, fearing for her safety more than his own- he couldn't afford a wrong step...

As they reached near the middle of the room, Chris and Rebecca noticed a hole in the wall. What the hell is that for?, Chris thought.

Suddenly, a large creature slithered out of the hole, hissing viciously. They turned to peer at the monster before them- a snake. A fucking giant snake. It was only two feet short of hitting the ceiling, and it swayed as it scanned the two S.T.A.R.S. members.

"Oh shit!" Chris yelled, firing into its chest, but the bullets seemed to bounce right off. Rebecca also fired, feeling unsure of herself against the hulking monster. Chris, realizing it was useless, ordered her to stop shooting, "Look for a weakness!"

The monster stretched its mouth wide open as if it was yawning, then quickly lunged forward- to Rebecca.

Time seemed to slow down in Chris' eyes, and did the one thing he could think of to save her- tackling her to the ground. For mere seconds, they both remain there, Chris pinning her, before he rolled over, groaning.

When Chris was off of her, she noticed a fresh, crimson stain on her white bulletproof vest. She felt no pain, but was it her blood?

No- not mine, she thought, looking at the marksmen. He had a circular wound on his arm, and blood rushed slowly out of it as he clutched it tightly. Oh my gosh, what have I done?

"Chris!" She ran to his side, not minding the snake in the middle of the room that had started to stand itself.

"Rebecca, get out of here!" He ordered.

"But Chris-" She started to protest as he got to his feet.

"I'll take care of this! Just get out!"

Rebecca sighed in defeat, before reaching into her pocket and placing a clip in his hand. "Yes, sir." She ran to the door quickly, hesitantly leaving the room.

The sound of the door closing rand throughout the room, echoing on the wodden walls. Chris reached for his gun, all the while staring at the gigantic snake. Look for a weakness, he remembered.

The snake slithered over to him, then stood and yawned. Chris took no chances this time, and pulled the trigger five times- right in the mouth. The monster tilted its head back in pain and hissed aggressively.

The mouth- that's the weakness!

He fired into its mouth until he ran out of ammo. Chris reloaded, then fired again. He did not care about depleting his ammo supply anymore.

The yawning snake hissed, crouching down and crawling away. He slid back inside the hole he came from.

Chris, with his gun raised, followed, making sure the snake wouldn't come back. He scanned the area, but the only object he saw was a gold-colored crest, similar to the one he'd found earlier. Picking it up, he examined it- there was a picture of a smiling, crescent moon in a starless night.

He stored it with the other, running out of the room, eager to tell Rebecca about what he just discovered.

She paced the halls waiting for him. A grin appeared on her face as she heard the door behind her slam.

"Hey, Rebecca-" He started towards her, suddenly a wave of dizziness hit him. It started to overpower him, and he couldn't stand. Chris leaned against the wall for support.

"Chris? Are you okay?" Her concerned voice sounded like static in his ears.

"Am I poisoned?" He spoke after what seemed like a decade to her. He started to turn his head to look at her, but he felt too weak. The room started to spin, colors ran together.

She looked him over, and, stuttering, confirmed, "It appears so..."

"Give me the serum." He stumbled, before collapsing, unconscious.

Rebecca was terrified. Where did I put it? Oh, right- I left it in the hall by Richard's...

She shook her head, running outside. She located the syringe, and ran back to Chris, choking back the tears that appeared when she saw Richard Aiken's blood-soaked corpse.

Rebecca took his arm and searched for his major artery. She injected all of it into him, praying that it would work. Minutes later, he returned to consciousness.

"Chris!" She embraced him, before quickly pulling away, embarrassed. Be professional- this isn't high school.

"What happened?" He asked groggily.

"You were poisoned and fell unconscious, but you're okay now."

Chris sighed in relief. "Thanks, Rebecca."

"No problem," She helped him to his feet. "Just be careful from on. Don't-"

"Yeah, yeah. Don't do anything you wouldn't do."

He pulled out his Samurai Edge and reloaded, heading out the door. He gripped the handle, but called over his shoulder. "Thanks. I owe you one."

Chris ran out to the hall with the turquoise door and headed that way. He ran around some zombies instead of shooting them. He went through a door and killed another zombie, knowing the space was too small for him to run around it. He found the corpse of another undead sprawled on the floor. Seconds later, a doorknob rattled, the door beginning to creak open.

Who could that be?

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I hope you enjoyed! I'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP!

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