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The story takes place in the events after Raccoon City, and Chris' narrow escape from the "cleansing." He was on a search for his sister, that was all he cared about, and if anybody tried to stop him, they would feel the full extent of his wrath, and years of hand-to-hand, and other military training.

Somewhere on the East Coast of the United States, approximately 60 miles outside of Raccoon City...

Chris came to in an unfamiliar area, he blinked several times to adjust his eyes to the sunlight. He couldn't remember anything past the explosion behind him, how had he escaped, and was he the only one? He rubbed his head gently and stood up in a hurry, "CLAIRE!!!" He shouted suddenly remembering he had seen his sister in Raccoon City. He took a step forward and stumbled suddenly realizing his leg was injured. He growled with frustration, looked down and didn't see any cuts or scratches in his leg so nodded subtly, "Just swollen, probably from the aftermath of whatever happened after the explosion." He checked grabbed for his radio but it was in pieces. Nervously he grabbed quickly for his gun, which was still at his side, and still looked great, aside from a few minor scratches. He pulled the barrel back, one in the chamber. He dropped the clip, roughly half way used, no extras on him. He sighed, knowing that he would have to find ammo, he couldn't keep using his knife and hands, it would eventually drain him of his stamina, and if that happened... He shuddered but shook the thought off and began walking southwest hoping that he would find something, anything to give him a clue to his sister's whereabouts.

Chris whipped around with his pistol drawn, aimed where the voice came from, "Freeze! Identify yourself." His arm was steady, his thumb on the hammer of his .45, as he stared at the sewer passage. He knew that he could no longer hesitate in this world if he had to take a life. His leg was beginning to sting, but he had to ignore it and be ready for anything. The only thing that mattered was finding his sister.

Chris pulled the hammer back as he growled, "Chris Redfield, STARS! Identify yourself or I'll open fire!" He was tired of games. He knew it was a time for people to be wary of one another, but he had a mission. He needed to find his sister, and his partner. What if Claire had been bitten? Was Jill even alive? She saved his life and threw herself and Wesker out of a window at Spencer's mansion... His lip came up in a snarl. He couldn't allow those thoughts to cross his mind, he needed to stay positive.

Chris stared at the young woman in disbelief as he rushed towards her. "Are you alright?" He looked the young girl over. She looked starved an exhausted. Chris could hardly believe she had made it as long as she did, "How old are you Jessica?" He asked as he quietly check her for any scratches or other indications of infection.

"A ways. I'm not exactly sure where we are. Some sort of accident during my escape, but I don't remember how I was traveling, or if I was with anyone." Chris still could hardly believe the girl was only 19, then to have to go through this? He shook his head and began stretching out his leg, "What happened in there?"

Chris couldn't blame her for simply running. He suddenly thought about Leon, and Rebecca, "Did you come across anybody named Leon, or Rebecca when you were there?" He could only hope his team and Leon had made it out okay.

Chris stopped moving completely, could it be Albert Wesker? But how? That would mean Jill could still be alive. He had a rush of relief and second wind hit him all at once, "We have to move, it isn't safe here and my partner may still be alive. Can you walk? I can carry you if I need to." He looked at the young woman and waited for her to answer.

Chris knelt down and put his back to her, "Its not a problem. He tilted his head to one side then the other trying to stretch his neck out.