Resident Evil: Perfect Fear
Authors' Note: Hey everyone, sorry if I didn't post any stories up sooner. I was taking a break, but now I am back with another Resident Evil story for you. I don't own the RE series. Before you read on with this one, make sure you read my previous two RE stories (Resident Evil: The Fall of Umbrella, Resident Evil: The Nightmare Returns). If you want, you can also check out my Dino Crisis story I have posted. Well, here's the third installment of my RE stories. Enjoy!
Prologue
Eight years ago, Raccoon City, night.
Ian was reading a book in the living room, enjoying the nice quiet night. It was lightly raining, but it was okay. He thought the sound of rain was very pleasant to hear. He lived alone, although his friends and family would come and visit him, he loved to live in an area very remote than any other towns. He grew up in Indiana, and decided to move somewhere far away, away from Indiana. He wanted to forget the death of his late girl friend and move on with his life. At least Raccoon City is better than Indiana, Ian thought.
The neighbors were all right; each of them gave him a welcoming basket, and Ian had fourteen of them. It took him a week to eat most of the cakes, fruits, and so on. The neighbors across the street, however, were a little awkward. They worked for Umbrella, and were never home at times. When they came home in the afternoon, they brought something with them in a large metal crate. What could it be? Ian thought. He figured it could be just medical supplies or whatever Umbrella made.
He didn't really care, as long as they didn't do anything strange. He continued to read his book-a scream came from outside. Ian dropped his book and looked outside the window. No one was outside, but the scream came from across the street. To the neighbors house. Ian ran across the street and banged on the door, hoping someone would answer, "Hello! Is everyone okay?" He knocked again and the door creaked open. It was dark, and it seemed no one was inside.
Oh my god, what am I going to do? Did someone kill the Emus'? Mr. And Mrs. Emus were the only two that lived here, and the only ones in the neighborhood that worked for Umbrella. I better check and see if they are okay. He walked into the house. The house had an ominous feeling to it. Ian heard some clicking sound on the ground when he stepped into the hallway to the kitchen. He quickly walked into the kitchen, and that's when he saw the dead body of Mr. Emus. His insides were missing. The intestines, liver, kidneys, rib cage, lungs, all of it. All of it was gone.
The clicking was getting closer to where Ian was. Ian grabbed one of the kitchen knives and readied himself. A minute passed, and there stood the Emus' dog. Ian took a deep breath of relief. Maybe whoever killed Emus left. Ian had to check the rest of the house for Mrs. Emus. He took one step forward when he saw a figure grab the dog and rip it apart. It hid in the shadows, and it moved quickly. So quick, you didn't even hear where it was going to be. Ian frantically tried to switch on the kitchen lights, but they wouldn't turn on. Damn it, why won't they turn on! The figure landed on Ian and they were both on the ground. The knife Ian had skidded across the floor and into a pool of blood.
Ian was horrified to see the sight of this creature, whatever it was. He punched it and it fell to the ground. Ian took the opportunity to grab the knife and fight. Once he grabbed it, the creature was gone. He wanted out of the house. He wanted out before the thing could get him. Breathing was coming near the back door. Ian turned and saw it was Mrs. Emus, trying to hold her dead husband. "Mrs. Emus, what is that thing?" Ian whispered. She didn't answer. She stroked the hair of her husband. "Mrs. Emus, we-" he saw she was gouged near her heart. A moment later, she died.
Ian stepped out of the kitchen to find a way out, but to only find the mysterious creature on the ceiling. The creature's eyes glowed red for a moment and swiped at Ian with a claw. He's down. It tried to attack him again, but Ian stabbed it with the knife. It howled and broke through the window, gone. Ian looked and saw that the creature disappeared into the night, with that howl. He was shocked from the encounter, and blacked out.
He woke up to the sound of a siren and the slamming of door. A police officer came, thank goodness for that. Ian stood up, and saw that the officer forced open the door and had her gun drawn. "Get down on the ground, now!" She ordered. Ian didn't understand what was going on. He got down on his knees, "Drop the knife!" He did so. Ian saw that she's a S.T.A.R.S member. She had brown hair, blue eyes, and probably a little bit older than him. She cuffed him and sat him on the recliner. She checked the kitchen and took photos. She came back to the living room, "God you, pal," She said. "Hope you had a reason for murdering those people." Murder? Ian thought.
Authors' Note: Hey everyone, sorry if I didn't post any stories up sooner. I was taking a break, but now I am back with another Resident Evil story for you. I don't own the RE series. Before you read on with this one, make sure you read my previous two RE stories (Resident Evil: The Fall of Umbrella, Resident Evil: The Nightmare Returns). If you want, you can also check out my Dino Crisis story I have posted. Well, here's the third installment of my RE stories. Enjoy!
Prologue
Eight years ago, Raccoon City, night.
Ian was reading a book in the living room, enjoying the nice quiet night. It was lightly raining, but it was okay. He thought the sound of rain was very pleasant to hear. He lived alone, although his friends and family would come and visit him, he loved to live in an area very remote than any other towns. He grew up in Indiana, and decided to move somewhere far away, away from Indiana. He wanted to forget the death of his late girl friend and move on with his life. At least Raccoon City is better than Indiana, Ian thought.
The neighbors were all right; each of them gave him a welcoming basket, and Ian had fourteen of them. It took him a week to eat most of the cakes, fruits, and so on. The neighbors across the street, however, were a little awkward. They worked for Umbrella, and were never home at times. When they came home in the afternoon, they brought something with them in a large metal crate. What could it be? Ian thought. He figured it could be just medical supplies or whatever Umbrella made.
He didn't really care, as long as they didn't do anything strange. He continued to read his book-a scream came from outside. Ian dropped his book and looked outside the window. No one was outside, but the scream came from across the street. To the neighbors house. Ian ran across the street and banged on the door, hoping someone would answer, "Hello! Is everyone okay?" He knocked again and the door creaked open. It was dark, and it seemed no one was inside.
Oh my god, what am I going to do? Did someone kill the Emus'? Mr. And Mrs. Emus were the only two that lived here, and the only ones in the neighborhood that worked for Umbrella. I better check and see if they are okay. He walked into the house. The house had an ominous feeling to it. Ian heard some clicking sound on the ground when he stepped into the hallway to the kitchen. He quickly walked into the kitchen, and that's when he saw the dead body of Mr. Emus. His insides were missing. The intestines, liver, kidneys, rib cage, lungs, all of it. All of it was gone.
The clicking was getting closer to where Ian was. Ian grabbed one of the kitchen knives and readied himself. A minute passed, and there stood the Emus' dog. Ian took a deep breath of relief. Maybe whoever killed Emus left. Ian had to check the rest of the house for Mrs. Emus. He took one step forward when he saw a figure grab the dog and rip it apart. It hid in the shadows, and it moved quickly. So quick, you didn't even hear where it was going to be. Ian frantically tried to switch on the kitchen lights, but they wouldn't turn on. Damn it, why won't they turn on! The figure landed on Ian and they were both on the ground. The knife Ian had skidded across the floor and into a pool of blood.
Ian was horrified to see the sight of this creature, whatever it was. He punched it and it fell to the ground. Ian took the opportunity to grab the knife and fight. Once he grabbed it, the creature was gone. He wanted out of the house. He wanted out before the thing could get him. Breathing was coming near the back door. Ian turned and saw it was Mrs. Emus, trying to hold her dead husband. "Mrs. Emus, what is that thing?" Ian whispered. She didn't answer. She stroked the hair of her husband. "Mrs. Emus, we-" he saw she was gouged near her heart. A moment later, she died.
Ian stepped out of the kitchen to find a way out, but to only find the mysterious creature on the ceiling. The creature's eyes glowed red for a moment and swiped at Ian with a claw. He's down. It tried to attack him again, but Ian stabbed it with the knife. It howled and broke through the window, gone. Ian looked and saw that the creature disappeared into the night, with that howl. He was shocked from the encounter, and blacked out.
He woke up to the sound of a siren and the slamming of door. A police officer came, thank goodness for that. Ian stood up, and saw that the officer forced open the door and had her gun drawn. "Get down on the ground, now!" She ordered. Ian didn't understand what was going on. He got down on his knees, "Drop the knife!" He did so. Ian saw that she's a S.T.A.R.S member. She had brown hair, blue eyes, and probably a little bit older than him. She cuffed him and sat him on the recliner. She checked the kitchen and took photos. She came back to the living room, "God you, pal," She said. "Hope you had a reason for murdering those people." Murder? Ian thought.