Hell is only the Beginning

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to the Resident Evil series

Author's Note: Well, where to start. I'm sure no one remembers, but over two years ago I was the author of a story called "Through the Eyes of a Child". I never finished it. In fact, after re-reading it the other day, I saw just how horrible it was, and I was thinking about deleting it. Well, I was going to, but I've decided to re-write it instead, now that I'm older and have a far better grasp of English and what I'm doing XD Either way, I'm planning to finish this one no matter what, so please enjoy, and as always please R&R :)

Chapter 1: A Night to Remember

He finally kissed. Her lips were soft, and Jesse could taste her cherry lip-gloss. She grabbed his hand and squeezed, and he returned the gesture. After what seemed like an eternity, the two teenagers finally parted lips, a smile etched on both of their faces. Jesse stared into her eyes, absorbed in their beauty.

"Leanna...You're so beautiful..." He spoke softly.

She blushed, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're so sweet" she whispered back.

It was Jesse's turn to blush, and he frowned out of embarresment, looking down at his feet. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said, letting go of his hands.

"Yeah, have a goodnight." Jesse said, his smile returning once again. He watched as his best friend, and what Jess now figured girlfriend, Leanna Williams open her front door and disappered into her house, giving him one last glimpse at her raven black shoulder length hair, her brown eyes, and her beautiful Filipino face. He stood staring at her door for a few moments, his stomach fliping and floping with butterflies, and then decided he had better head back home. He walked back down her home's garden pathway, and opened the car door of a crimson red 1976 Pontiac Trans Am, and stepped into the car.

"Well, did you do it?" A voice asked him.

"Yeah...It was amazing"

A shout of laughter. "Well it's about damn time Jess, you guys have known each other for like...forever."

Jess didn't reply, his smile saying it all. He looked back up at Leanna's house one last time before the car started up with a thunderous roar, and sped off into the night. Jess looked into the car door mirror, ignoring his best friend's rant about Jess's "overdue relationship". Jesse Anderson saw a teenage boy staring back at him, 16 years old, 5'9. His recently shaven, Caucasian face was still smiling, his dark brown eyes wide open and briming with excitment, despite the small but noticable dark lines under his eye. His hair was a typical teenager hair-do, long enough to cover his ears, and straightened with the bangs pushed to the side out of his eyes. It was the typical skater kid haircut, becoming more and more popular with teens. He wore a simple black hoodie, with dark blue pants and "skater" shoes. Jess had an average body weight, not too skinny but not too fat. He took a weight training class last year in his sophmore year at Raccoon High, and he was able to stay in shape over the summer. He was nothing compared to anything like football players or wrestlers though.

"So did you guys make out in the park?" The same voice questioned him.

Jess turned to face his friend with a small grin. "No, we just took a walk." He replied.

"Aww, no action?"

"Clint! Shut your face!"

Clint Harper was grinning like an idiot, his flashy teeth reflecting the street lights as they passed by. He was 17 years old, Caucasian like Jess, the star varsity football quaterback for Raccoon High, and Jess's best friend for 11 years. His short, dirty blonde hair matched his yellow leather jacket, along with his light blue jeans and tennis shoes. He was 6'4, and since he was the star quaterback for the football team, he was in very tip top shape. His muscular frame easy intimidated even the worst bullies at school, and it helped him avoid a fight whenever someone decided to pick a fight with Jess or any other of his friends. He carried on his life with a certain confidence that no one else had, or Jess thought maybe it was extreme cockyness. Either way, it didn't matter when it came to their friendship. They were almost perfect for each other; Jess was patient, a little shy, and certainly didn't mind how much Clint talked. Clint always liked to hear his voice, and they always seemed to watch out for each other throughout school, Jess being the think things through kid, and Clint being the muscle. Despite the differances in things like groups of friends, lifestyles and whatnot, they always managed to keep their friendship.

"So, are you coming with me to Kelly's tonight? I hear she's having a party for the latest game we won."

"Nah, I've got better things to do." Jess replied. Deep down, Jess and Clint both knew Jess didn't want to go a to a party full of popular football players, cheerleaders, and other people Jess particularly didn't like. "Like what? Gonna call Leanna and stay up until god knows when talking on the phone?" The mocking sarcasm was present in his voice. "Whatever. Besides, I've been doing that for the past six months anyway." Jess replied with a small chuckle. "Either way, I don't want to be out too late. You know it's been all over the news, those weirdos attacking everyone." The car slowed to halt at a red light, though no other cars were present at the intersection. "Oh come one, you seriously believe what Danny Parker has been saying?" Clint took a right turn, and suddenly decided to head towards the downtown area. "What? About how come crazy cult is doing all the killing?" Clint nodded. "No way, that kid is seriously crazy, I swear. Either way, someone's doing the killing, and I don't want to be running around after dark." The resolve was clear in his voice.

"Ok, ok, well let's stop and get somthing to eat downtown. I need somthing to eat before going to Kelly's." Clint stated more then asked. Jess signed in annoyance, but nodded in agreement anyway.

The rest of the car ride was mostly silent, so Clint turned his radio on, hopeing to catch a good rap or hip-hop song playing. Instead, he was greeted with silence. "What's wrong with your radio?" Jess asked. "It's not my radio, it's the damn radio station." Jess chuckled to himself. He looked outside the window, observing the streets and it's people, or rather it's lack of people.

"There's no one around" Jess stated.

"I'm sure everyone is just at the Sharks football game, I heard they were playing Springfield tonight." Clint replied, still trying to fix the radio.

They turned another corner, and Clint slammed on his brakes. "Ugh!" Jess was thrown forward, and gave a bewildered look to Clint. He was staring off into the distance. Jess looked outside the window. About 5 blocks down the streets, three cops cars were sitting in the middle of the road, forming a barricade. Jess could see the officers waving the hands around, motioning towards shapes in the darkness. People were running in the opposite direction, screaming and shouting. Jess stared wide eye at all of the people fleeing down the street.

Those people are injured! Holy shit, they're bleeding!

"Let's get out of here, I don't want to mess with the cops at all." Clint jammed his car into reverse, and slammed his foot on the pedal. "Wait! We gotta help them or somthing!" Jess exclaimed, unbuckling his seatbelt. "No Jess!" Clint looked back at Jess. "We-"

Thud!

Clint immediatly stopped the car and looked in horror at the back window. A shape blocked the rear view window, unmoving for a moment, and then slid off the car, falling to the ground with a sickly splat! that the two teens heard. Jess's heart seemed to stop. Both boy slowly turned to look each in the face, both wide eye with the realization of what had happened. "Oh my god, I just hit someone!" Clint shouted, unbuckling his seatbelt, throwing his car door open and running behind the car. Jess quickly followed, running around to the back of the car. He stopped when he saw the person on the ground.

"What the...fuck?" Clint whispered. He backed away from the corpse, his jaw wide hanging wide open with utter shock. "What? Jess asked, and stepped into view of the man's face. "H...Holy shit!" Jess stuttered, backing away with Clint. One good look at the face was all Jess needed to see. The flesh was completely white, absoluetly no color at all. The man had no lips, and a chunk of the skin on his nose was missing, reveiling his bone. His cheek was bloody and Jess saw a gaping hole in the man's neck. the two things that got Jess the most were the eyes. There were no pupils, at all. The milky white eyeballs just stared into the sky, no color whatsoever where the pupil should have been. Then, there was the smell. Jess took one good wiff outside of the car, and his stomach floped around like jelly. The man smelled like roadkill you would find on the highway. jess had to breathe through his mouth, but the smell was so strong it didn't seem to help at all.

Jess found it hard to say anything at all, his throat not wanting to open properly. "Jesus Clint, what the fuck did you do?" He finally managed to spit out. "N-No, there's no fucking way I did that!" The panic was clear in Clint's voice. "Then what happened to-" A moan interrupted Jess, freezing both boys in their tracks. They looked it horror at the body. It moved.

"Ooh..." The man whined again.

"Shit! He's alive!" Clint yelled and ran over to help the man. He bent down and grasped the man shoulders, trying to talk to him. "Hey! Hey man, are you ok!? What the fuck happened-" He stopped when the man reached out towards Clint, grasping his forearm and pulling Clint towards him.

Clint! Get away! Jess couldn't speak the words, he stood frozen with fear. The next thing he knew, Clint was screaming in pain. "Aaaah!" Jess's eyes widened even more. The man was biting Clint's forearm his hands digging deep into Clints arm, like a drowning man gripping a lifeguard for dear life. Clint howled in pain, and tried to pull away, but the man wouldn't let go. "Jess!! Fucking help!!' Clint screamed at Jess, who was still standing there. Jess blinked, and then his mind registered only one thing.

Help Clint

Jess ran and kicked the man in the stomach with all the force he could muster, but his foot just seemed to sink right into the monsters's stomach. Jess kicked him again, this time in the jaw, which made it let go of Clint's arm, if only for a moment. Clint jumped back, and fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Jess quickly ran over to Clint and grabbed his arm, trying to help him to his feet. "Come Clint! I'm not that goddamn strong!" Adrenaline flowed thorugh Jess's veins as he helped Clint stand up. "Fuck! Fuck!" Clint screamed again, holding his injured arm against his side. Jess paniced, he didn't know what to do.

Oh my god, what do I do!? Jess looked around, looking for someone, anyone to call out to. "Help! My friend's hurt!" He screamed at a few fleeing citizens, but they ignored him. He cried out again, but the only thing that was listening was the former corpse behind them, rising to its feet.

"Uhhhggg..." It moaned in frustration, shambling towards the two teens. "Oh my god!" Clint screamed, his adrenaline kicking in, running towards the nearest building. He ran up the steps, Jess following behind. The door was locked. "Help!" Clint screamed, banging on the door with his good arm.

There! Jess spotted a building across the street. "Clint come on!" Jess pulled at Clint's jacket and they ran down the steps across the street. They dodged and weaved in between the crowd who was still screaming in terror and running away. Jess didn't bother to see where they were going, he just thought of one thing, and that was to get away from that corpse. He wanted to get away and never see that man again. Too bad fate had other plans for Jess. Jess only caught a glimpse of the sign above the building before he grasped the doorknob and Clint and him toppled into the doorway.

The sign read J's Bar.

Author's Note: Well, that's chapter one. Pretty short, I know. I plan to make following chapters longer, but for now this will have to do. If you would be so kind, please give me a review on what you thought. Please don't flame, but I certainly welcome constructed criticism and such. Any help pointing out spelling and grammer errors would be most kind too :) Thanks