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July 23, 1999 a year after the STARS Bravo Team entered the Arklay Mountain.

Hearing broken glass under my feet was a sickening sound as every location I found was abandon or worse, dead bodies that have been decomposing for quite some time. There is alway broken glass as I can hear screaming voices calling out for help.
"So this is where STARS Bravo Team were at." The eerie sound of nothing as my voice echoed off the walls sent chills down my back as I heard a noise coming from upstairs. I pulled out my silver 50. Cal Desert Eagle with black wings on each side and slowly walked up the stairs.
"Who's there?"

Name: Dan Johnson

Age: 28

Race: Italian

Weapon of Choice: Custom 9mm pistol

Personality: Rude, Cocky, egotistic

Faction: S.T.A.R.S. Delta Team

Biography: Dan joined the US Marines at the age of 18. He stayed their for three years until he decided to join the Green Beret. He failed the test three times until he passed on the fourth. After that he decided to leave and join S.T.A.R.S. because he was tired of the US Army sending him on suicide runs.

Albert and Dan walked down a hall cautiously. They heard some moans from behind and turned to see a horde of zombies following.

Dan: Damn their good...

Albert: Run!

They ran up some stairs to floor two. Dan saw a table holding a plant on it. The zombies made their way up the stairs.

Dan: That'll work!

Dan picked up the plant and put it on the floor. He then lifted the table and chucked it down the stairs knocking the zombies down like dominoes. He then poored the water from the plant down the steps making the polished hardwood incredibly slippery.

Albert: Excellent work Dan.

Dan: Only the best.

(I loves the Italians accent!)

Name: Sick Blackfield
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Blood Type: B-
Job Work: United Nation Bio Terror Counter Strike Team, Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance
Jobs: BTCST - Caption Of Delta Team
BSAA - Field Work
Weapon:
M4A1 Carbine - M203 attachment, 40mm standard frag, 40mm High Expolsive, 40 mm, Optic Sights, Lazer dots.

Mossberg 500 - Stanard Shotgun

P-90 - Stanard

History: Sick grow up in the street of New York City. Rise by follow gang member that he called his brother. There was nothing going on as the city on total lock down. He soon join in to the Marine to do some clean up. Soon the United Nation created a bio terror as he follow up on it. Tracking someone down as it narely wipe out his whole team in the Artic. They quickly rank him up and put him as Caption of Delta. Chris Redfield asked the United Nation help on a mission that he was tracking down someone. They sent in Sick to help him out somewhere in South America. Once it was done, Chris gave a report that Sick should be highly recomand on the BSAA team. Sick accept it as he work with each team that he's with.

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The chopper flew over the mansion as Sick begin to repel down quickly. Running up to the door holding his M4 and kick the door open. Closing it behind him quickly as he turn on the lazer sight and hear his commanding officer over the radio. Telling him that he need to blow up the building and grab any data. And kill anyone on sight if their hostile.

Sick heard several shots from a hallway that he was in. Speeding up his steps and begin to tag the licker then fired off an M203 from his M4 seeing it fall back and the skin begin to burn from it. Pointing his rifle at the girl "You with Umbralla?" He said in a calm tone but serious.

I slowly cursed under my breath as three strangers approached me and they both save my life but it made me uneasy at the same time.
"No I'm not with Umbrella and thank you for saving me." I thank the stranger and turned to the other two.
"Thank you for saving me as well." I backed away into the lab as I still didn't trust them. I was debating with myself if I should raise my gun just in case they were going to kill me either way.
"What are you doing in this mansion." I was thinking where the train crashed into as I turned and an infected monkey jumped on me.
"Not you again I could have swore I killed you." I was keeping its mouth away from me. I couldn't even reach for my knife in my boat and my gun flew out my hand as the monkey was trying to kill me.

"I hate these monkeys but thanks. And what do you mean you're going to blow up the mansion? And what data are you looking for." I stood up and grabbed my gun as I was shooting at the monkeys that were gathering along with a large spider crawling its way towards us. I backed out of the lab and went between the two strangers.
"I hate spiders even more." I stared shooting rounds at the spider as this was the way I needed to go.

I turned back to both of them as I was getting a shiver going up my spine.
"May I ask why are you here stranger." I looked to the guy in the long black coat.

I shrugged my shoulder as I followed him since i have no choice since he said that he was going to blow up the place anyways.
"What kind of data are you looking for exactly."