Travis Kennedy slowly began to come to in the hospital, bilious and thinking his head was going to explode. The pain of where he was slashed across the belly reminded him of an incident where he helped Rebecca and her friends, where he ended up much the same way he was now.

F**king Interpol. It was the law enforcement agency's obsession with him, how they would stop at nothing to force him to work for them, which led him to set a trap. He wasn't sure how many of them were killed in the attack but he was prepared to fight off the survivors, even when Vega, the Spanish matador and Shadowlaw terrorist who Interpol had joined forces with to come after him, had nearly killed him.

"Oh, you're finally awake." The doctor came over to see how Travis was.

"How long has it been?" Travis asked.

"Three days. You were lucky you were found when you had. Any longer and you might well have died." The news shocked Travis.

"I..." He wanted to ask questions, ask about how he got here, but the fact he could have been killed was too much for him.

"We were told what happened," the doctor continued. "Rest assured that we won't let anyone know you're here. I was given very strict instructions." The kind old man smiled. "In actuality you are meant to be dead, according to the orders we were given." Travis finally found the courage to speak.

"What happened?"

"After the fight you were brought in here. The woman with you told us that were anyone to come looking for you, we were to say you were dead."

"A woman?" Travis wondered. He paused, thinking. "Nancy."

****

Nancy Allen, soldier of fortune currently hired by Interpol's chief investigators to eliminate those who had gone rogue on them, was eager to get home to her family as a report was demanded on what had occurred.

"Sure I killed at least three of them," she told her superiors, playing it straight down the line since Interpol could give her trouble in the future, given how she had quit the military. "The rest are like headless chooks. I left enough evidence to convince them that their target is dead. At the very least that will demoralise them." She paused, the mission she had not enjoyed whatsoever. "They might even go back to working for you now."

"If they are not returned to normal you will be hearing from us to finish the job." With that communications were severed.

"Sure I will, f**khead." Nancy turned her concentration back to home, trying to shake the thoughts of the previous mission from her mind.

****

Jun, Leon and Rebecca had had time to look over the Antarctic base they had discovered, and their findings were disturbing to say the very least.

"It sounds crazy," Leon was saying, even though he should know better. Leon Scott Kennedy was a veteran of crazy events, a virus outbreak in the very city he was coming in for his first day as a police officer that turned people into the undead, and then recently a rescue mission against a cult that somehow had been able to use an ancient parasite to control a village and, they hoped, to conquer America with.

"We have some details we're able to chase down though, right?" Rebecca noted. Rebecca Chambers had been through similar incidents as Leon had, except she was special police. Of the three of them, it was Rebecca who had the most right to be there. Her knowledge and experience in bioweapons was proof of that. What they had found however was potentially a lot worse.

"I have a feeling this is connected to that girl Travis was looking after." Jun Kazama had sought out Travis for his knowledge in bioweapons, which she was investigating. She never did learn much from him, but through him she was led to Rebecca, who had proven invaluable.

"Rei?" Rebecca thought about that for a moment. "Your psychic powers, is it?" she asked dubiously.

"I'm serious." Rebecca wasn't sure what to make of what she heard about Jun and her meant to be psychic.

"Leave it Rebecca," Leon said. "Anything about what he told us?"

"I'm not sure, yet." Rei Ayanami was the catalyst for forcibly evolving the human race, before she was pulled through time into the past. Travis had taken her in until she confessed what she had done. Since then he had been trying to kill her.

"Like I said, it sounds crazy. It might be worth finding him and seeing what he makes of all this." Little did they know that the threat Rei held was only beginning.

****

As far as human cloning was concerned, it was nothing new to Rei Ayanami. Although she had no knowledge of it all she did find a strange sort of familiarity over the strange circumstances that led to whom she was. Her first memory was of the laboratory where she was created, where she was told about whom she was in order to save any later confusion. She knew who she was cloned from as well, Rei Ayanami, who the terrorist organization Shadowlaw was able to obtain a blood sample from to create a clone of their own. It was their hope that she would be able to use her powers for their bidding, but having no clue of this she was sent after the traitor Vega instead. It was because of that she was here now, thinking she had been abandoned after a failed attempt on Vega's life. It was all very convoluted for her but she took it all in her stride, wondering through the back alleys of the city she was in until she spotted a group of kids. They had to be younger than her, pretty young considering she was only 14 or 15. Rei wondered what they were doing and drew closer to see they were facing off against some similarly aged, though rougher looking kids. It seemed like a fight was inevitable. From the bad language that was shouted Rei figured that this was coming for a while, one side accusing the other of a number of misdemeanours from their parents not paying protection to ratting out the gang to the police. It was none of her business, Rei knew, but she couldn't just stand idly by and let this happen. On instinct she stepped out between the two gangs.

"Back off," she ordered coolly, sizing up the gang she was facing.

"What, got your big sister to fight for you?" one of them called out.

"Nah, that ain't any of their family." Most of the kids there were wondering just what the heck Rei was. Her blue hair and red eyes were strange enough, but the black army outfit she had on totally threw them, especially since she looked too young to be a soldier.

"You better keep your nose out of this, girly." Rei just stood there with no hint of emotion on her face.

"Hey," one of the young thugs said, walking up to her, "say something when we talk to you." Rei couldn't be accused of being physically strong, but she was capable of grabbing an eight-year-old boy around the throat and lifting him up into the air.

"That answer enough?" she asked, tossing the kid to the ground. At that the two gangs rushed each other and Rei.

"I ain't scared of no psycho bitch." One of the youths, Rei guessed the leader, struck Rei across the face. Rei just stood there. "Huh, bitch can't fight." Another punch. "C'mon, fight back you little bitch." He threw another punch that Rei caught. Before he could attack again she grabbed him by the throat like she did before, but this time she seemed intent on choking the life from him. That was evident from the look on her face, cold and dangerous. The other gang members ran to the defence of their leader, but the youths from the other gang went to fight them off.

"C'mon, get help." It seemed the gang was lacking in loyalty and guts and chose to retreat. As they did so the kids Rei helped out ran to her. She had brought the leader down to the ground with the chokehold now, but it was clear that was not enough

"Let him go," one of them said. Rei answered with a glare to shut him up.

"Come on, you're gonna kill him." The kids pulled at Rei's arm and managed to get her to let go. The gang members slowly backed away from Rei, who was motionless on her knees.

"We are so dead," one of them called out, and they quickly decided they should run off as well. Rei left them be, motionless over the gang member she tried to kill until she sensed movement and looked. It was the kids from before, followed by a number of large, black gang members.

"That's her," one of them said. "She's the one who came after us."