(FYI: I've been gone for a while, sorry about that. As some know I got an Xbox 360 Elite and like a million sand box games! So I've been busy catching up with some of my favorite series like Half Life 2, Assassin Creed 2 and Brotherhood, Fallout 3 and New Vegas, and MassEffect. See why I haven't been on? ^_^ So any way, I'm using my mom's computer so there might be a few missspells and I have nor trust any betas because...I'm paranoid writer who believes if I make my characters suffer to much they may come back to haunt me. XD)

(This is-might be a one-shot. It matters if I get more thoughts for it, if people like it, if BMDX,WolfAngel, and FoxMewBrittany like it. If it turns out its not a one shot more fans may join in our adventure. BMD-X: Brandon Monarch. FoxMewBrittany: Britt (Sora Avalon) Rahmonn. WolfAngel: Elle Matthews. I hope I got those names right. I do not own these OC's, this FanFic is a surprise for my three friends. If it is not good they may beat me to a bloody pulp...-_-'.)

(But enough of me and my lips flapping! Enjoy!)

'Fan's Rule!

Resident Evil Edition.'

Comic-con 2011, SanFran Californa, July 20th.

Jamy Boyd's POV

It took all of my savings but I was finally able to pay my way to Californa and into this years Comic-con. It took 2 Summer jobs and 4 mawed lawns to finally get the cash, not to mention what it took to convince my mom to let me come. She even gave me her Droid phone to take with me.

I fumbled with my Comic-con name tag as I stood outside the convention center. I smelled the afternoon air as I straitened my Doctor Who shirt and put my name tag back around my neck.

It was hot outside, but what did you suspect from a Californan July afternoon?

My curly brunette hair was put up in a high pony tail and my new red and black glasses continued to slide down my nose.

I sighed, then took the Droid phone out of my pocket. I had my fanfiction page up as well as my Tumblr account. I was talking to Brandon, Sora, and Elle; three of my closest online friends.

Brandon and I had survived hilarious adventures together in the Resident Evil world, joking around with the legendary Albert Wesker!

Sora and I were once sucked into the RE world as well, her on Chris' side, I on Wesker's. Being torn from each other, after surviving The Mansion together, by horrible events.

And Elle and I survived the zombie apocolypse together then we were sucked into RE 0 and teamed up with Rebecca Chambers and Billy Coen.

Of course, all of these events are just fan written fan fictions of Resident Evil with self inserts.

But it was fun thinking that some where all those things actually happened.

The thought made me smile.

After typing up several text posts announcing I was heading into the convention center I finally went in.

It was amazing! Fans of different series, video games, and comic books...even anime, were every where!

It was like a fan's heavan!

I spent hours in the comic books, manga, anime, costumes, live action Sci-Fi, video games, and ect. I even got to see the voice actor for Wesker-D.C. Douglas himself! As well as shaking Matt Smith's hand...then fainting.

I posted all of this, in detail, as it happened with my phone.

Little did I know my day had only JUST begun.

Exit Jamy's POV

Yes, this convention was the perfect place to hide it! No one would ever realize what they had if they got their hands on it here.

The artifact that could transend time, space, dementions, and reality itself! They called it the Twilight Zone Conferter. For if some one would think of another demention, it would come into their own reality with only them realizing it, not only that but it had an eeirly similar feel to it, like the Twilight Zone. Arty knew of it's power, it wasn't even safe in the Warehouse! It wasn't even safe in his hands, one little slip and everything would be different.

But if some one who thought it was just some stupid peice of plastic got it it would be safe.

Arty wiped his sweating head and continued to jog through the convention center. He needed to find a place to hide the TZC. And now!

But after all this stress Arty needed to use the little boy's room, little did Arty know but as he fled to the bathroom the TZC fell out of his pockets, and into the hands of...

Jamy Boyd's POV

I needed to go to the bathroom, wash up a bit, slap some cold water on my face. It was all I could do but keep fainting from an awesomeness over load.

I took a deep breath as I walked over to the bathrooms, thank god they were every where, otherwise I'd have to walk a mile to get to one.

But as I was about to walk into the ladies washroom I nearly stepped on something. "Uh?" I looked down to see something that looked like a black Iphone. I picked it up slowly and turned it in my hands carefully. On the back it said TZC and I wondered if that was the intials of it's owner. "Hmmmmm..." I hummed as I went into the bathroom.

As I stepped in front of the mirrors in the bathroom I started to fiddle with the device. I pressed my palm on the cover and it began to light up.

"~Powering up~."

I nearly dropped the device whenever it said that in a sing song male voice.

"~Twilight Zone Conferter online.~"

'Twilight Zone Conferter? What the ...heck?' I thought as the cover began to light up like my Droid phone.

"User being scanned, please remain still."

A bright light then began to scan my face, nearly blinding me in the process. "Crap!"

"User scan complete. User reconized as Jamy Boyd AKA Chaoskiller, Project X, and Jamy Catalyst.

Now awaiting orders."

"Orders?" I tilted my head side ways, I then questioned why the device's screen was blank. That is, until I looked up into the mirror. A hologram of Rod Sterling was looking at me through the mirror. So instead of my reflection he was there watching me. "Oh! That explains the whole Twilight Zone thing." I said to myself, glad no one else was around.

Rod Sterling just stood there, waiting.

"Ummm...I-" Before I could ask the hologram what exactly this TZC device did my phone began to ring.

Daft Punk's 'Harder, Better, Faster Stronger' was my ring tone for the day. I pulled my phone out and saw I had a message from Brandon on Tumblr.

My Tumblr and fanfiction page was still up as I pulled out my phone, my mistake was putting it any where near the TZC.

"Digtal link up beginning."

"What?" Suddenly all the info that was on the Droid was being sucked into the mirror then put into the TZC device.

"Link up completed. Requested reality and assistants being added to list. Reality link up beginning."

"Whatever that means I have a really bad feeling it's not good..." I mumbled as I tried everything I could to turn the device off. No matter what I did however it didn't stop!

In a matter of seconds a glowing blue portal appeared behind me and before I could move out of the way, three people came flying through it, landing on top me.

"Okay, now I know this is not my house!" I could hear a familar voice say.

"Elle?" I asked as I tried to get up.

"Jamy?" The three, who were on top of me, said at the same time.

"Yep...Ummmm could you guys get off of me?" I asked as all four of us began to stand.

Britt, Brandon, and Elle all stood right in front of me, their arms crossed. Britt wearing a tank top and some sweats, Elle a light jacket and some jeans with no shoes or socks, and Brandon whom was wearing a shirt, some shorts, and crocs. They all looked at me as if expecting an explanation.

"So...what exactly have you gotten us into now?" Britt asked.

"Well at least were not in The Mansion...I think?" Brandon replied as he looked around.

"And at least Wesker isn't here." Elle added.

"Ummm...I can explain. But first Elle this is Brandon Monarch and Britt Rohmann...whom you may or may not know from Tumblr." I said indicating to them as they said their hello's. "Also this is the 2011 Comic-con in SanFran...and this is what is responisble for bringing you here." I then held up the TZC.

"An Iphone?" Elle asked with her eyebrows raised.

"No...I have no idea what it is. I found it...on the ...floor." I then looked down ashamed as the three looked at me like 'And-you-didn't-see-this-coming?'. "Look how was I supposed to-"

Before I could finish screaming came from outside and gun fire minutes later.

We remained silent for several minutes, knowing that there was something more important in front of us.

Elle, Britt, and Brandon looked back at me again. I shrugged, blushing. "It's not my fault...blame him." I then pointed to where Rod Sterling was still looking at us through the mirror.

"Is that-" Brandon was about to say before Britt cut him off.

"A hologram of the guy-"

"From the Twilight Zone?" Elle then finished the sentence and I gave the three an odd look.

They all shrugged.

"Yeah it is." I said then turned to the mirror. "Explain yourself Sterling!" I yelled at the hologram. The hologram smirked for a second then went poker face again.

"Very well. I am the TZC and I take the reality of my users dreams and combine it with the reality in which they live. It is like a game...or the 60's Twlight Zone Television Show. You are brought into a new world that is like your own and made the main character. You chose these three to be with you as you survive your world being combined with another reality called...Resident Evil."

The hologram finally explained as we continued to get on edge because of the shooting outside.

"Thats not surprising." Elle sighed.

"And...there is one more thing you need to know."

I started pacing then, breathing lightly as I rubbed my temples. Brandon looked worried as he leaned against one of the stalls, Britt looked like she was thinking as she stood, and Elle was taking a peak outside of the bathroom.

"What? What other information could you possibly have for me?" I angerily said as my voice trembled. I glared at the hologram as it stared at me.

"As long as you hold the TZC device in your hands, you may control EVERYTHING and ANYTHING that happens around you. As you are partial to writing I would suggest writing it out on the hand held device, but you may also use the voice command module attached to the top as well."

This peice of information made every one pause. This...this changed everything.

"Well...maybe we won't die after all." Elle said with a wicked grin on her face.

"Actually, this might be kinda fun." Britt added, smiling as well.

"In fact...this will be fun." Brandon stated as he stood up off of the stall door.

As they all smiled and thought to what extent we could put this tool to use, I was messing with the TZC in my hands. I put the device out and stood in front of Brandon, "Hold still." I said as he looked at me, perplexed. The device's cover now had options and apps on it like an Iphone. I took a picture of Brandon and changed his clothes. I gave him, in the picture, a green BSAA uniform, a holster with a 10mm pistol in it, shoes, and a pair of sunglasses. But on the BSAA uniform I put Outcasts instead. When I pressed the 'Finished' button I heard Brandon jump and I turned to him, as expected he was now wearing the outfit I just described.

"Holy crap."

After this I did the same for Elle and Britt. Elle got a red uniform and Britt a blue one, with the same weapon and design. I smiled at myself at how good they looked in my designed uniforms.

I then got the same get up but it was black with a Socom US-P handgun.

"Manipulating reality, 10 times easier than I thought." I said with a huge grin on my face.

"Ummm...I hate to interupt your training session but...there is a hostage situation going on outside, remember?" Elle said.

All 4 of us then peaked our heads outside the door to see HUNK units pointing guns at random geeks and nerds.

I stepped back 2 steps to type up the experience that went with the uniforms for us. Then I put both my Droid and the TZC in my uniform pockets.

"Okay guys...lets move out." I said as I patted Brandon's back and walked outside. Slowly I hid behind one of the booths and counted how many units there were of HUNK soliders on the main stage of the convention center. Elle then Britt then Brandon came after me, ready to rock'n roll.

I was about to send the signal to Britt, whom was closest in distance from me, that I was going ahead as a distraction. That is, before I heard some one stride in.

I could sense him before I saw or heard him, he had no idea we were here yet however. If I was right, then that changed everything. Us against Wesker, no way. So, a change in script and scenery would do nicely.

"What are you doing?" Elle yell whispered as I began typing on the TZC.

A keyboard appeared, looking like a hologram, from the TZC and I began typing. I could only hope that my idea worked.

After a pressed the Enter button in the keyboard, there was a bright flash of light. It disoriented me for a second before I blinked and opened my eyes to see the change in scenery I had created.

The 4 of us sat in a New York City cafe and we were all wearing light winter clothing. You could tell it was a Fall day outside by the color of the trees in the park across the street. You could also smell the 4 cups of hot chocolate that sat in front of all of us. The only thing that hadn't changed was the fact we still wore something similar to uniforms that said Outcasts on the front.

The cafe barely had any one inside, so it was the perfect place for us to cool our jets and talk.

"Okay...is it just me...or...is all of this really confusing?" Elle said as she leaned her chair back, relaxing yet still alert.

Britt took up her cup of hot chocolate and took a sip, "Nice choice of place Jamy, good place to think peacefully."

Brandon looked around, "Did you steal this place from that one scene in Inception?" He asked.

"No..." I replied."Yes." I smiled.

"I think this is incredibly cool!" Britt finally answered Elle's statement. "We can literally do whatever we want!"

Elle thought for a second, "Anything?" She asked.

"Anything." I answered.

"Oh...the world just became a whole lot more dangerous of a place to live in." Elle said, and at that we all laughed.

I myself finally sipped some of the hot chocolate and relaxed, thinking everything was safe. But when I went to get the TZC out of my pocket I saw a silver breifcase sitting beside me. I leaned out of my chair and turned the case over, as I feared, it was Umbrella.

"Whats the matter Jam?" Elle asked as she sat to my left and was looking at the case. Brandon was to my right, looking over my shoulder, and Britt was right in front of me.

"This is...Umbrella." I couldn't say anymore as I heard the bell over the front door of the cafe ring. We all quickly whipped our heads around to see...Albert Wesker, Ada Wong, and Jack Krauser walk in. I gulped and so did every one else.

We may be huge fans of Wesker but we were also fans of living.

Wesker walked right up to our table, Ada appeared by his side and so did Krauser. The three of them wore light winter apearal as well.

"I do believe, Miss Boyd, that you have something that belongs to me." Wesker adressed and glared at me from over his sunglasses.

As I leaned back, all of a sudden feeling all powerful, I decided that I'd play hardball. I looked from Britt, to Brandon, to Elle, giving them each a signal.

"No, I think your mistaken."

Little did I know, that sentence would start the beginning of the biggest adventure of my life.

(Okay so, I'm not going to continue this without reviews, also I know there is barely any RE in this chapter, but if I continue this that will change. Kuddos to those who knew the other shows I mentioned! I also want to know if Britt, Brandon, and Elle liked it. If they didn't it's going bye-bye. I will take any and all suggestions for anything for this fanfic and if you want a cameo tell me. So, was it good?)