Disclaimer: No I didn't create the characters of resident evil. The ones in this story are mine of course but the concepts, zombies, mutants, and umbrellas are not mine except for the plot of this story of course. Everything else belongs to Capcom and their buddies. I'm not stealing…just borrowing…and yeah the beginning of this may remind you of Code Veronica but it's just one part so…yeah I think all that makes my point.
Author's Note: This is one of the very first fan fiction's I have ever written and completed. That's right it is done. It was done a looooong time ago and then rewritten about twelve thousand times, long before I published the first three chapters here. I have decided to upload the rest of it, one chapter at a time, see how it is received. Hope it is liked. Oh and please excuse any five or six year old errors that may be in here.
Resident Evil
Unsettled Revenge
Chapter One: Trapped
Locked up…for a short period of time.
Disoriented human senses slowly began regaining life. A weak sense of touch channeled the effects of a subtle rumbling through an unconscious human body. Two distorted and silent voices echoed around the pitch-black darkness surrounding the human.
"Quite the catch don't you think?"
A distorted chuckle rang in the darkness. "Yeah, I'm surprised I didn't fuck her before we brought her in."
Several different musty scents flowed in and out of the helpless human slowly bringing her back to life. Before she could react to the unbearable odor around her however, a near gallon of room temperature water ignited all of the senses resting inside the girl's body. A frightened scream escaped the girl as she sat up. Quick short breaths were all she could manage while frantically wiping the stagnant water from her eyes. Stale air burned her eyes as the water evaporated blurring her vision.
With a few blinks, black rusted walls came into view. "Wha…where am I?"
An M-4 Carbine assault rifle carried by a tall well-built man floated into view next. The stone cold expression did little to intimidate the girl since she was already scared out of her mind.
The man stared down at the frightened girl below him. Her brunette hair was soaked and the water on her face had run down her neck then settled over her chest as the black T-shirt she wore sapped it up. "Shut up and get up!" He centered the barrel of the assault rifle in front of her face.
Although she was confused and frightened the girl managed to stand then wiped the remaining water from her hands onto the tight black jeans she wore. "Are you deaf? I said where am I!" Her right hand rose to wipe some water from her face.
The tone in the girl's voice fueled an already present annoyance in the man's chest. He grabbed her hand then flung it down to her side. "Keep your hands down and get moving!"
Not completely oblivious to her situation the girl's fear began to subside as flames of anger burned inside her. "No! Who are you! And why did you bring me here!"
"I don't have time for this, walk or I rearrange you're face!" The man raised the riffle to the girl's face.
Frigid chills of fear resurfaced in the girl's chest dousing the raging flames and her natural instincts for survival set her legs into motion. For the first time since she awoke the girl noticed the door sitting on the far end of the room. Besides smelling foul, the air felt very cold, more cold than the girl had realized before she started walking. She stopped a foot away from the door and folded her arms rubbing them with her hands.
The guard pushed her. "Keep moving!"
"Where are you taking me!"
"You'll know when you get there, now move!"
The man shot a few rounds by the girl's feet causing her to jump away screaming in fear. Terrified but still competent the girl kept walking. Dark and depressing, the world outside of the room sucked almost every emotion from the girl's heart leaving her only with despair. Her head turned from left to right as she studied her surroundings. A cracked and broken road lay dead beneath her feet. To her right several small steel buildings each with its own small parking lot sat on the ground. To her left another row of buildings lined the ground, behind them a large broken down water tower stood tall in the night's sky. Around all of these structures, a huge barb wire fence surrounded to the girl's best judgement what appeared to be an old science complex. The only thing that stuck out through the old run down storage houses was one small building that seemed well built and well kept. Smoke puffed from the iron chimney and an electrical current ran through the walls every few seconds. Behind her, the building she had just stepped out of was gone. Tire tracks decorated the ground where the building once sat and as the girl's stare turned to the left she noticed a large military truck driving off towards a gated entrance with several guards standing on either side of it. Each guard carried an assault rifle similar to the weapon the guard behind her carried. Where the hell is he taking me? She wondered. Slowly, her stare rose from the road to a large stone building. Like all of the others this structure was worn out.
The guard behind her pointed to the building. "That's where you're being taken, now keep moving." He started walking a bit faster until he was beside her.
The girl didn't want to study her surroundings anymore, she hated them, she wanted to be home with her family, she thought of closing her eyes but she hated the dark, so she watched her breath form in front of her for a distraction.
When they finally reached their destination the guard stepped in front of the girl and opened the door. "Inside."
The girl slowly walked inside of the building. The guard seeming to want to be somewhere in a hurry pushed her inside. "Hurry the hell up already!" The girl gasped and stumbled into the building and fell to her hands and knees then stayed there staring at the floor.
"Get up!" The guard yelled. "Hey Larry I got another one for ya!" He called out with his gloved hand cupped at the side of his mouth.
With that he turned and left the building shutting the door behind him. The girl looked up and a wall with a half circle extension similar to that of a hotel lobby was the first thing to come into view. But this was no hotel. Aftershocks from the door slamming behind her were still fresh in her ears and she knew her freedom was only a few steps away. As she stood, a round sinister face filled most of her vision. A silent sigh escaped the teenager with all of her hopes for escape.
Larry's stare rose from the girl's black sneakers to her long slender legs, slowed down as it passed her small waist and bare stomach, then stopped at her large breasts covered only by a tiny black T-shirt with sleeves that didn't extend beyond the top of her shoulders. His smirk revealed a set of yellow teeth with a large gap in the center. "Well, well…you're a pretty one aren't you?" Slowly, his smirk faded. "What a waste…" He grabbed her arm. "Come on, this way." He pulled her as he walked down a hall.
Larry didn't share the same hostile demeanor that the other guards possessed. This fact sparked a flicker of hope in the girl that maybe this man would actually answer her questions. "Hey! Where am I! Who are you people and why did you bring me here!"
"Ah…the three questions I hear every time I meet someone new…why can't anyone ever be more creative."
Once again the emotional flames in the girl's chest died and she decided not to bother asking her captors anything else. Disgusted by the sweat and grime oozing from Larry's hand, the girl yanked her arm away from him. "Stop pulling me I have legs you know."
A smirk peeked out from under the flab around Larry's face. "Yes…you most certainly do. I…suggest…you use them to follow me and not to run, cause if you use them to run then you will loose them." Larry started down the hall in front of his counter without checking to see if the girl followed him.
The girl figured a few things could explain Larry's lack of interest in her escape. One: he was too tired or lazy, two: she would have no chance of escaping even if she made it out of the building, or three: he was a lot faster than he looked. Larry's gut hung out over his pants and the rolls on the back of his neck quickly destroyed all of the third scenario's credibility. Larry led her down the hall and then down some stairs, the girl forced herself to look around so she could get a good memory of where she could run if the chance presented itself, not that she felt too comfortable about going back outside alone…not until daytime anyway. A strange odor was already hovering around the inside of the building making it hard for the girl to keep down what she ate before being abducted. Several turned over barrels littered the floor. A thick red substance seeped out of a few attracting hundreds of cockroaches and other insects. The girl covered her mouth while she gagged from the sight and stench then realized it was better the bugs were attracted to the barrels and not herself. A loud squeak turned her stare to the right and she spotted a large rat run out of one hole in the wall into another. Raising her stare to the ceiling brought thousands of spider webs filled with slain insects into view. This is obviously a prison.
Larry reached the end of the hall and stopped beside a door on the left. Mockingly, he opened the door for the girl then hunched over as if he were escorting her into a fancy hotel room. "Your luxurious room awaits my lady, forgive me if you don't like the arrangements but we have other guests tonight and they are all just so messy."
A warm wave of relief washed over the girl as she saw several other people inside the room. They all had different faces but the same expression, a depressed, fearful look. She could tell they had been there for a while, their clothes were filthy and dirt sprinkled from their hair as they turned their heads. Most of them gave the girl a quick glance then continued with what they were doing, which was staring at the ceiling lying down or staring at the floor sitting up.
Larry held up a pad that he grabbed off of the round table back upstairs then looked down to the bottom of the list of names written on it. "Linn Renolds, what a pretty name." He laughed. "I hope you enjoy your stay at Umbrella rooms and board hahahahaha."
Linn didn't notice any other employee in the building besides Larry. "Thank you, Larry, I'll try my best to enjoy this shit hole."
Larry gasped then stared at Linn. "How did you know my name?"
From that point on Linn knew the intelligence level of the guards from this warden's stupidity. She tried to get as much fun out of her situation as she could. "I'm psychic and I have telekinetic powers! You better let me go or I'll turn you inside out!"
Larry's eyes widened in fear for a second then he shook his head. "Telekewhattic?"
Linn shook her head then sighed. "Never mind just get back to your luxurious job Mr. warden." Larry stared at Linn for a few more seconds, slowly backed out of the room, and then closed the door locking it.
Larry managed only a few steps away from the holding cell before a loud voice screeched from his walky talky resting on the side of his belt. "We have a prison break!"
"What!" Larry yelled to himself. He turned around then ran back to the cell door, unlocked it, and ran inside. Everything seemed to be just the way he left it until his stare rested upon two empty beds near the back of the room. One belonged to Linn who was walking over to it. A note was the only thing resting on the other bed. Still in shock, Larry ran over to the bed, picked up the note, and read it.
Note
Hey Larry, it was nice knowin' ya and I appreciate you showin' me around the prison room and all but I got other arrangements to attend to so I can't stay in this shit hole any longer, thanks again and peace!
End Note
Larry crumbled up the note in his hand then threw it to the floor. Linn stared at him confused, Larry ran back to the door and out of it, he slammed it shut locking it.
Linn picked up the note and read it. "Wow…someone escaped from here, I hope whoever it is makes it."
A woman walked up to her; she was about the same height as Linn. The woman's grim expression formed into a fearful one, a spark of anger flared on and off. "Don't say that! If that little punk escapes from here…they'll kill us all!"
Startled from the sudden shouting, Linn glanced up at the infuriated woman. "I'm sorry…I didn't know."
The woman stared at her for a few more seconds then walked back over to her bed.
"Don't mind her." A voice echoed from the bed above Linn's bed. "She's just scared like the rest of us, but she can't control it as well. What she needs to realize is that we're all going to die anyway…so there's no point in taking her fears out on other people."
Linn looked up to the top of her bunk bed. "Hey, is that how all of you think? What's the matter with you people? Someone just escaped. How hard could it be to get by that weirdo, Larry?" Distracted by her own determination, Linn didn't realize she was shouting. The antagonizing laughs she got from the other prisoners confused her. "What? What?"
A man got up from his bunk and walked over to Linn. "That someone who escaped from here was no ordinary someone, he is what you would call fortunate."
"What do you mean?"
"He means that the boy who escaped from here was fortunate enough to have the skills and physical ability to do it." The answer came from the man above Linn. "We on the other hand are just ordinary people and judging from the way you look, so are you."
"Well I may not be a muscular karate type of person but I'm what you would call a clever get out of tight situations person so does that count?"
"Hmmm, well it depends." The man beside Linn stated.
"On what?"
The man above Linn chuckled. "On how quickly you can outwit one of the finest military organizations in the world, and on how fast you can run."
"Well I can run a one hundred meter in nine point nine seconds…I'm guessing that's over the speed qualification." Linn said silently.
"Yes but you still need that other one." The man beside her pointed out.
"Hmm…well if they're just going to kill all of us anyway I think I'll take my chances with an escape plan."
The man beside Linn sat down on a chair. "Oh it's true…none of these people know who our hosts are or why they brought us here, but what we do know is that every week one of us gets taken from this room and never returns."
"Well I know who they are, Umbrella, the people behind the destruction of Raccoon City." Linn said folding her arms.
The man couldn't help laughing. "We all know they're Umbrella, but that doesn't mean everyone knows who they are. Sure they appear to be a pharmaceutical and software corporation but that can't be the truth, zombies aren't created from medicine."
"Zombies!"
"You mean you don't know? They were all over the screen when the news reported the situation in Raccoon City."
"I don't watch much TV…I just heard about it in college."
"Well there's no real proof that Umbrella was the cause but that was only because the only proof presented was quickly discredited. A gutsy reporter got a photo of them selling black market chemicals to a secret organization. No one had any info on the people they sold it to but the reporter explained that it was no medical group, more like a military group. The photo wasn't good enough for the paper; instead it got the back of a tabloids magazine. No one paid it any mind until the reporter suddenly disappeared."
"No one ever heard from the reporter again." The man above Linn said while chuckling.
"Until now." The man in the chair laughed a little then extended his hand. "Todd Richards, independent reporter. I cover flying saucers, big foot, and the lockness monster."
Linn shook his hand. "Nice to meet you…can you tell me more about what's been going on with Umbrella…? I knew this place wasn't someplace I'd want to be alone in…."
"Sure, I'll tell you all I know." Todd replied.
"There's a lot more to Umbrella than what I'm about to tell you but here goes. I know as much from what happened in Raccoon City seeing as how I'm a survivor, no one knew about me because I didn't go public with my escape. I simply sent anonymous photos with information to news stations and the white house…all of these places seemed to ignore me, probably because of Umbrella. Anyway, I was trying to get information on what the corporation was really up to, I didn't suspect as much that they didn't give a damn about the loss of an entire city. Even though the release of the Tyrant Virus was an accident the bastards at Umbrella studied the monsters their viral weaponry created while the beasts ate everyone! Earlier, before the chaos started, I snuck into a warehouse on the outskirts of the city where the deal between Umbrella and those suspicious people went down. I had a small sound-enhancing device that I got from a friend who specializes in these sorts of things. I heard…."
Flashback
"Here it is, the Tyrant Virus just as we promised, do you have what we asked for?"
"Yes, here it is, one hundred million dollars in cash, this was very hard to come by, I'm hoping for your sake that what you're giving us does the same as what we saw in your lab comrade, or we'll be paying you another visit ja?"
"Oh don't worry boys, you're getting your moneys worth, I guarantee it."
End Flashback
"After that I took a few photos of the exchange, hid myself until they were gone, then got out of there."
"Wow…I would have never imagined." Linn said shocked.
"Well believe it cause it's the truth. Anyway, a few weeks after that the dying started… the people, plants, animals, even the insects started mutating into other things. I managed to escape and that's when I sent my recording and photos to the White House. Somehow, they found out it was me who squealed on them and where I live. Three days later on the news Umbrella covered its tracks. They said that the whole deal was a fake to bring down the biggest drug Mafia in Russia. They claimed there was a hidden tracking device in the brief case and that when they had the location of the Mafia headquarters they informed our government of their location. At first I thought I was a fool but later I learned that the government had no information on this operation until after my anonymous tip. My suspicions were right and I knew that Umbrella would be coming for me soon but before I could go into hiding they got me. Two men in suits broke into my apartment and knocked me out, when I woke up I was here." Todd sighed and folded his arms.
"Im so sorry." Linn said.
"Don't be, it's my fault for thinking I could take on Umbrella by myself."
"Hey, why haven't you tried to escape, Todd? If you managed to get out of that monster infested city a few guards shouldn't be too hard to sneak by." Linn wondered
"Yeah it does seem strange doesn't it? The truth is, I have tried to escape but a few minutes after I got out of the building my stomach started ripping itself apart. I couldn't take another step and the reason for my pain was something they put inside me. It's some kind of electrical device that shocks me if I move too far away from the machine that operates it, I would have tried to shut the machine down but I don't know what it is or what it looks like." Todd replied.
Linn looked at him confused. "But why would they put one of those things in you and not in all of us? There couldn't be one in the guy who escaped from here if he's still on the run."
"Yeah I know, he doesn't have one. He's only fifteen and they thought it wouldn't be a problem to keep him here. They couldn't have been more wrong. Even I could tell that kid wasn't staying here long. No one here really liked him though. He's as mean as hell and pretty much kept to himself. He's a quiet guy but trust me, you don't want to get on his bad side, I sorta wish I could've gone with him…I know I would've gotten out of here if I did."
"Wow…sounds like quite a guy, do you know his name?" Linn asked.
Before Todd could answer, a deafening explosion knocked the beds and chairs over. Everyone screamed while scrambling to their feet.
"What was that!" Linn yelled.
"I don't know!" Todd replied.
Another explosion shook the building. Some people got down under the turned over bunk beds and put their hands over their heads. Another explosion hit this time breaking the hinges off the cell door making it fall over. Linn stared at the empty doorway. Her eyes sparkled with tears of hope as she gazed up at her freedom. She was at the doorway in less than two seconds and down the hall in three with Todd following close behind her.
"Hey! Wait up!"
Linn slowed her dash as she turned to Todd. "Hurry up!"
Linn silently thanked herself for keeping her eyes open while Larry escorted her through the prison.
Her legs lost most of their strength when she reached the exit and her mouth dropped from intense shock. "What the hell…how could all of this have happened so quickly?"
When he finally caught up, Todd hunched over and grabbed his knees. At first he was too tired to realize what had happened. Finally, he caught his breath and stood up and as his sight took in the carnage in front of him his breath stopped. A maelstrom of chaos lay before the two escaped prisoners. Several craters and boulders were scattered across the land. Almost every storehouse was destroyed and flames raged throughout any that dared to remain partially intact. A few military trucks were in pieces around the destroyed storehouses. Half of a large black chopper with snapped propellers lay in flames on what was left of the fence. Beside the vehicle gate near the center of the broken down fence a military truck had smashed through the concrete wall. Beside the truck a door for the guards sat undamaged.
Linn shrugged then pointed at the door. "I guess we go that way."
Todd nodded in agreement. "Yeah…I hope that whatever destroyed this place destroyed the machine that controls the thing in my stomach."
Linn glanced at Todd as they walked towards the door. "Todd…why did they put that thing in your stomach?"
"Well I don't know really, I guess they figured if I was able to get photos of their exchange with those Russians and escape Raccoon City alive that it would be a risk to leave me unleashed." Todd replied as they reached the door. "Well…I guess if I got this far the machine was destroyed, that's a relief."
Linn forced herself to keep any flicker of hope that tried to ignite inside of her down. With her freedom from the nightmare she was forced into only a doorway away she couldn't help letting the flames of hope burn again. The door opened easily and Linn walked through. After only taking four steps beyond the door, two bloody hands grabbed her from behind. Struggling with whomever was holding onto her only helped the crazed human force her to the ground.
Linn screamed while frantically trying to get whomever or whatever was on her, off. "Todd help!"
Todd stood there staring at what had grabbed Linn; he was paralyzed with fear. Another terrified scream from Linn finally returned his senses to his body. "Linn!"
He grabbed the psychotic man and pulled him off of Linn then quickly backed away. His senses slowly started fading again refusing to let him remove his gaze from the man. "No…please god no…was I destined to die at the hands of these things…why…why me? What did I do? What the fuck did I do damnit!"
Linn got up changing her stare from the man to Todd. "What is that?"
Todd felt his sanity slipping away piece by piece and couldn't help laughing at the pointless question. "What the fuck do you think it is? It's a fucking zombie and if there's one then there's always more. Not to mention their bioweapon friends. It was just luck that I escaped Raccoon City, just luck…I'm going to die here…we're both going to die here, there's no escaping this curse! If you come in to contact with one of these things it doesn't matter if you escape…you're always drawn to them! No matter how safe and far away you feel you are…you can never truly be free of the death these things will give you!"
Linn grabbed Todd's shoulders and shook him. "Todd calm down! You've got to calm down! We're almost out of here!"
Everything that was Todd Richards, his personality, his smug grin, even the questioning gaze that every reporter is blessed with seemed to vanish after Linn stopped shaking him. His blank gaze rested in front of Linn's anxious stare. "Snap out of it Danny…we're almost out of here. They couldn't have possibly had enough time to barricade the sewers!"
Linn cautiously let go of Todd then slowly backed away from him. "Todd…what's the matter with you?"
Todd's gaze turned to a door on the other side of the area he and Linn had just entered. "Listen all's we have to do is keep following the water flow and we'll reach one of the drainage pipes that lets out into the valleys outside the city. So stop your complaining and…" Todd gasped. "Jesus Christ! What the fuck is that! Danny! Behind you!" Suddenly the independent reporter dashed towards the door leaving Linn alone with the zombie. "No! Let go of my brother!"
Besides not knowing what was going on, Linn couldn't believe what was happening. Forty seconds ago she had escaped from an illegal prison and was about to find a phone to call for help. Now she was alone with a bloodthirsty zombie. "Todd wait!"
Not having any handle on the situation quickly became the least of Linn's worries as Todd disappeared behind the red door. She darted after him but only managed two steps before the zombie's hand wrapped around her ankle. Crawling was pointless. Although decaying, the zombie's hand harbored an iron grip. "Let go of me!"
Before anything else could pass through Linn's mind, twelve feet away from her, large quantities of dirt blasted into the air. When the dust cleared a rotting clenched fist appeared from beneath the earth. Seconds later twelve more explosions of sand rang in Linn's ears. An eerie moan flowed out of the dead bodies rising from the ground into Linn's ears. Too frightened to even feel her own heartbeat Linn screamed and pulled harder. The zombie that had a hold of her rose to its knees and started crawling towards her ankle.
"No!" Linn screamed as she gave another desperate tug with all of her strength.
The zombie's superhuman strength did no protect its body from decaying. An adrenaline forced pull ripped the undead man's arm from its socket. Overwhelmed with relief that she had finally been freed from certain death, Linn barely noticed the near skinless hand attached to her ankle. Having to struggle to stand shattered her calm and returned her fear with a burning intensity. She quickly kicked the arm off of her ankle then rose to her feet. Escape entered her mind first, then as twelve corpses surrounded her all the reasonable thought she possessed died. With her intelligence gone Linn's natural instincts for survival took over her body. Unfortunately the only plan her instincts could conceive was backing away. Rough rusted metal ripped apart by concrete scraped against her back. Unaware that it was only an engine grill touching her back, Linn turned expecting to be tackled by some undead creature. Instead, the front half of a lifeless body decomposed silently on top of the truck hood. The other half dripped blood onto the driver's seat. The sight of a black shining gun clutched in the dead man's right hand slowly brought Linn's mind back under control. Wrapping her own hands around a dead bloody hand was not something she wanted to do but staring at two halves of a dead body was enough to bring up a lunch she hadn't eaten. Using all of her willpower to keep herself from vomiting, Linn relieved the dead man of his gun then quickly turned around. A dead stare and rotten teeth met Linn's terrified face. The black barrel of the gun rose in front of the zombie's face and three loud bangs intertwined with Linn's screams knocked the zombie to the ground. Immediately after the monster hit the ground Linn dashed for the red door on the other side of the walled in area. Frantically she pulled the door open then slammed it shut after stepping through it.