RESIDENT EVIL 3 NEMESIS: THE OTHER SURVIVOR
Prologue
It all began as an ordinary day in September. An ordinary day in Raccoon City; A city controlled by Umbrella. No one dared to oppose them... And that lack of strength will ultimately lead to their destruction. If only they had the courage to fight. I suppose they have to suffer the consequences of their action. There will be No Forgiveness...It's true... as the wheels of justice begin to turn... Nothing can stop them....Nothing...It was Raccoon City's Last Chance...My Last Chance.....Our Last Escape.....
Once again you have entered the world of survival horror..... Good Luck
CHAPTER 1
September 25- Afternoon
Cody worked his way through the tons of barricades that the cops had put up all around the city. Though he found it quite stupid that the cops would barricade the city so no virus carriers could leave, he'd seen the first stage of the virus and no one with it would be able to walk so what was the big idea with so much effort to keep them in? It really didn't matter to him anyway, he had no family, he lived in an orphanage in uptown Raccoon City. About two blocks over from the Bar Jack, and he was getting the hell out of here. Cody stuck primarily to the back alleyways that lead to his friend Wesley's house, Wesley's mom and sister were both bed ridden with the virus, but it was no use to try and go to the hospital it was so full they were treating people out in the front yard. Him and Wesley planned to head southeast, stick to the back streets where they would be less likely to be noticed, cut off through the woods and come out on Route 71, there they'd hike to the main highway and head straight for New York city, he'd heard it was a great place to start a new life. Indeed Raccoon was his home, but Raccoon was decaying like a dead corpse, hell the whole city smelled like a dead corpse. He knew why it stunk so bad, so many had died that there wasn't enough room to put them all, so when people died they usually left them where they fell, until they could get proper burial. But the sun ate at the dead corpses and filled the city with the most foul odor imaginable. The sun was setting just over the buildings and a long shadow was coming over Raccoon. He wanted to get to Wesley before nightfall, he dreaded the night. Because of all the freaky things that were going on, night was the worst time of day. Cody reached yet another dumpster that had been jammed in the ally, he easily scaled over it and jumped off the other side. Finally reaching the end of the ally, when Cody made it out he was right across from the boutique, he made his way down the V shaped road and finally to Wesley's house. His door was jammed shut with a large chunk of cement and him and his father were sat on the front door step.
"Oh hi Cody" Wesley's father greeted,
"Hey Mr.Deloach" Cody replied,
"So Cody what's up?" Wesley asked,
"Well . . . . . Besides the fact Raccoon has entered the third stage of hell, I'd say the only thing that is up is Chief Iorns ego" Cody joked,
Wesley and his father laughed a little at Cody's sad attempt to ease up some of the tension.
"So you ready?" Wesley asked,
"As always" Cody replied,
"Let me guess, you two are going on your little mid-night watch again" Mr.Deloach said,
"You'd be surprised at what you'd find out watching from the top of buildings these days" Wesley said, Mr.Deloach laughed a bit and Cody and Wesley were off. Cody was a bit Hungary, and contemplated going by Emma's Diner and grabbing a bite to eat when they were done. Like always, they used the fire escape on a near by building to get to the top of the building, then they'd jump from roof to roof. It was more like a routine then a adventure anymore,
"I'm glad to get out of that damn house" Wesley admitted as he and Cody jumped from roof top to roof top.
"I thought you liked talking to your father" Cody said, making an effort to keep up a jog.
"Yea I do but to some extent, I mean the man is a total wreck" Wesley said,
Cody shifted his gaze to Wesley and continued to jog,
"He needs your support more then ever now" Cody said, looking back in front of him as he leaped to the next roof. Wesley opened his mouth to reply when the sounds of gunfire flooded their ears. Wesley and Cody both stopped immediately, between the intermitted blasts they could hear loud cries.
"What's that?" Cody asked, Wesley looked at him with a look of confusion, the two ran over to the side of the building and looked down. The streets were filled with carnage the remaining alive civilians ran for their lives. As what looked like walking corpses chased after them in some sort of blood lust. This haunting image drained Cody and Wesley of the color in their faces, they didn't want to watch but for some reason they couldn't look away. The corpses dragged their feet and stumbled around like drunks, arms out stretched as if they were reaching for the panicked survivors. Cody turned his head at the sound of cars screeching to a halt. The cops made barricades with their cars and cocked their guns, pointing them toward the army of the undead. Cody looked to the side and got a good glimpse of one of the undead, his flesh was green and pale white, hanging from his bones, blood splattered all over him, his jaw seemed to be broken, hanging open placed on his pallid face. Clumps of matted skin and hair fell from his rotting skull as he walked.
"FIRE!" Cody heard one of the police yell, and that's when more firing began, brilliant flashes of light sent hot led into the bodies of the virus carriers. Blood sprinkled across the ground and patches of rotted skin flew as did bullets. Yet the police's guns seemed to do no good on the army of the undead, even after several shots, torn off limbs, they still continued to make their way at the cops. And finally one did, followed by another, and another, and soon, the cops were being torn apart by the vicious creatures. And finally Cody and Wesley were left with the aftermath, several dead bodies littered the ground, convulsing then making their way back to their feet. Cody pushed himself back, not wanting to see anymore. That's when Cody felt the contents in his stomach churn, racing up and out, Cody puked on the buildings roof top and heard Wesley puke also.
"What in the hell is going on here?" Cody asked,
"Everyone's gone nuts!" Wesley yelled, Cody could sense the raw fear in his voice,
"Wesley, those things, they were dead! AND THEY WERE WALKING!!!! Dead things don't get up and walk none the less eat the flesh of other living things!" Cody yelled,
"Their.... Their...." Wesley stammered,
"Go ahead say it, their zombies" Cody said, Wesley looked at him with a look of complete and utter fear.
"Wesley you head back to your house, the basketball court is just on the other side of the building, I am going to go to the gun shop and get Ken to get us some fire power" Cody ordered,
"SCREW THAT! I am not going back alone Cody I am scared!" Wesley exclaimed,
"SO AM I! But we need to get us some kind of safety!" Cody yelled back, Wesley stared at him for a moment, "We can meet back at the bar across from your house, the windows are already boarded up, if you don't find your dad just go there and lock all the doors, I'll come there and from there we can plan our escape" Cody added, Wesley was speechless, he just nodded in agreement.
He was merly trying to survive, but little does he know he's just walked into his worst nightmare
* * *
"Come on Ken, just two guns and some ammo!" Cody pleaded,
"I can't just give you a gun, your under age number one and number two-" Ken started,
"LISTEN KEN! How many times have I helped you out? Outside everyone in the damn town has turned into zombies! I just need two guns, whose going to know? EVERYONE IS DEAD!" Cody argued, Ken looked at him for a moment then walked to his desk and pulled out two guns. A Glock 357, and a Beretta nine millimeter, along with two boxes of ammo.
"They both have full clips, and each box has fifty bullets" Ken said, handing him the stuff, Cody tucked the beretta in his belt and stuffed the rest in a medium sized side back that was strapped at his hip.
"Thank you Ken. . . . Thank you" Cody said,
* * *
Cody tried not to breath out his nose and just out of his mouth as he made his way across the rooftops and back to Wesley. It stunk so bad, in the background he could hear the single minded cries of the zombies, all looking for food. Almost all the zombies looked the same, tattered blood stained clothing, some were missing limbs, hunks of skin, other were bloated with wet putrefaction. Puss oozed from their many wounds, white milky eyes set into their pallid blood stained skulls. The whole town smelt like a meat freezer that had been left open for weeks. Cody made it back to the fire escape, about to go down when-
Cody saw the most horrific sight ever, the one that would haunt his dreams for years to come. Wesley was laid out across the ground, zombies tore at his stomach and ripped his organs out, feeding on them. His face still had the expression of pure terror, though crimson blood splattered all over it. Cody sunk to his knees, he'd been the one who had ordered Wesley to go back, instead of staying with him. He'd sentenced his best friend to death, Cody could feel the cold tears making their way down his cheeks. Coming down in streams, Cody pulled his gun in front of him and began to fire. Bullet after bullet splitting the heads of the zombies that were ripping his best friend apart. Cody rushed down the fire escape and to Wesley's side, he was dead no doubt about it.
"Wesley please get up . . . . Please . . . . Don't leave me here alone. . . . I can't make it out of the city alone, god what have I done. . . . . Wesley I let you die . . ." Cody cried, backing away from his body Cody raced down the street.
* * *
September 28, Night
24 hours before Resident Evil 2
"AARRGHH!" Cody yelled in frustration as he kicked at the police precinct door, but with no luck. Cody's spent the ladder part of the past two days rummaging the streets at night and sleeping during the day since it was harder for the zombies to spot him at night. After Wesley died Cody figured he'd do his best to survive and pay back who ever had done this to his city. He needed a key card to get the doors open, Cody sighed in frustration and headed back out. Maybe he'd be able to break some glass and get in somewhere else. Cody stepped out of the police station, that's when he saw her for the first time. She looked to be in her early twenties, she was wearing a tight miniskirt, with boots, and a blue tube top. She glanced at him for a moment then went to speak,
Sqreeak!
Cody and Jill both swung around, as the metal gates swung open and a man stumbled out into the courtyard.
"BRAD!" The women yelled, her voice was sweet, yet full of character.
"Juh. . . . Jill!!" Brad called out, there was a trace of terror in his voice, Cody went to speak when-
Brad disappeared behind a wall of black, Cody backed up in terror as his eyes followed up the giant mutant. His shoulders were impossibly broad, and his arms impossibly long, his face was all out of proportion with the rest of his body. Purple, huge veins snaked out from under his leather coat, his skin looked like badly healed scar tissue. He had huge, razor sharp teeth set in his lip less mouth. His eyes were pure white, he had a line of surgical stapes up the side of his face. Brad stumbled away in fear but the Nemesis grabbed him up, holding him face to face with him as he placed his giant hand over his face,
"JILL HELP!" Brad screamed, but he was immediately silenced as a fleshly tentacle shot through his head, spilling chunks of brain, meaty flesh, skull and hair all over the ground. the monster growled and tossed his body away, leaving it convulsing on the ground. The Nemesis turned to Jill,
"Sttarrsss" It said, in an animal like tone, Jill's eyes widened as it approached her. Cody's brain finally registered and Cody pointed his gun up and fired twice, each bullet smacked into his leather like skin but shed no blood. The monster merly turned to him, growling when Jill barreled past it and raced toward the police precinct doors. Cody turned and pulled the door open, Jill shoved him forward and kicked the door shut, the double doors rattled on their hinges as the monster rammed into it. Then, finally, it stopped, Jill stood there for a moment and Cody got up off the marble floor after being shoved forward and stumbling down the small set of stairs.
"Sorry about that kid you OK?" Jill said, stepping forward and looking at him,
"I haven't been OK for the past three days" Cody said,
"Yeah.... I can see why" Jill said,
Jill walked past Cody and to the main computer, she took out a key card and Cody heard a few clicking noises as all the doors unlocked. Jill continued to look at the screen and ripped a small piece of paper and wrote down the numbers "4312". She then walked out of the computer area and headed to a door on the left, Cody stood in the same place he'd been since he got up. Jill placed one hand on the door then turned to him, he was wearing a pair of black cargo pants, mud drenched combat boots, and a slightly torn black vest, his white T-shirt under it was long sleeved, but the sleeves were tattered and torn off at his elbow. His face had smudges of dried blood and dirt, and he more a general look of terror.
"Come on kid, it doesn't look like you got anyone, and neither do I, we could probably make it out alive if we worked together" Jill said, Cody's eyes seemed to light up as he rushed over to Jill's side. She noticed he had a gun, she'd actually noticed it back when he'd shot the monster and . . . . Saved her life, that's right, he had bought her enough time to get by, had he not been there she'd probably had to square off against it. It more then likely would have made quick work of her, she slowly opened the door, taking a deep breath, they were about to make the first step in the solution to their worst nightmare.
Prologue
It all began as an ordinary day in September. An ordinary day in Raccoon City; A city controlled by Umbrella. No one dared to oppose them... And that lack of strength will ultimately lead to their destruction. If only they had the courage to fight. I suppose they have to suffer the consequences of their action. There will be No Forgiveness...It's true... as the wheels of justice begin to turn... Nothing can stop them....Nothing...It was Raccoon City's Last Chance...My Last Chance.....Our Last Escape.....
Once again you have entered the world of survival horror..... Good Luck
CHAPTER 1
September 25- Afternoon
Cody worked his way through the tons of barricades that the cops had put up all around the city. Though he found it quite stupid that the cops would barricade the city so no virus carriers could leave, he'd seen the first stage of the virus and no one with it would be able to walk so what was the big idea with so much effort to keep them in? It really didn't matter to him anyway, he had no family, he lived in an orphanage in uptown Raccoon City. About two blocks over from the Bar Jack, and he was getting the hell out of here. Cody stuck primarily to the back alleyways that lead to his friend Wesley's house, Wesley's mom and sister were both bed ridden with the virus, but it was no use to try and go to the hospital it was so full they were treating people out in the front yard. Him and Wesley planned to head southeast, stick to the back streets where they would be less likely to be noticed, cut off through the woods and come out on Route 71, there they'd hike to the main highway and head straight for New York city, he'd heard it was a great place to start a new life. Indeed Raccoon was his home, but Raccoon was decaying like a dead corpse, hell the whole city smelled like a dead corpse. He knew why it stunk so bad, so many had died that there wasn't enough room to put them all, so when people died they usually left them where they fell, until they could get proper burial. But the sun ate at the dead corpses and filled the city with the most foul odor imaginable. The sun was setting just over the buildings and a long shadow was coming over Raccoon. He wanted to get to Wesley before nightfall, he dreaded the night. Because of all the freaky things that were going on, night was the worst time of day. Cody reached yet another dumpster that had been jammed in the ally, he easily scaled over it and jumped off the other side. Finally reaching the end of the ally, when Cody made it out he was right across from the boutique, he made his way down the V shaped road and finally to Wesley's house. His door was jammed shut with a large chunk of cement and him and his father were sat on the front door step.
"Oh hi Cody" Wesley's father greeted,
"Hey Mr.Deloach" Cody replied,
"So Cody what's up?" Wesley asked,
"Well . . . . . Besides the fact Raccoon has entered the third stage of hell, I'd say the only thing that is up is Chief Iorns ego" Cody joked,
Wesley and his father laughed a little at Cody's sad attempt to ease up some of the tension.
"So you ready?" Wesley asked,
"As always" Cody replied,
"Let me guess, you two are going on your little mid-night watch again" Mr.Deloach said,
"You'd be surprised at what you'd find out watching from the top of buildings these days" Wesley said, Mr.Deloach laughed a bit and Cody and Wesley were off. Cody was a bit Hungary, and contemplated going by Emma's Diner and grabbing a bite to eat when they were done. Like always, they used the fire escape on a near by building to get to the top of the building, then they'd jump from roof to roof. It was more like a routine then a adventure anymore,
"I'm glad to get out of that damn house" Wesley admitted as he and Cody jumped from roof top to roof top.
"I thought you liked talking to your father" Cody said, making an effort to keep up a jog.
"Yea I do but to some extent, I mean the man is a total wreck" Wesley said,
Cody shifted his gaze to Wesley and continued to jog,
"He needs your support more then ever now" Cody said, looking back in front of him as he leaped to the next roof. Wesley opened his mouth to reply when the sounds of gunfire flooded their ears. Wesley and Cody both stopped immediately, between the intermitted blasts they could hear loud cries.
"What's that?" Cody asked, Wesley looked at him with a look of confusion, the two ran over to the side of the building and looked down. The streets were filled with carnage the remaining alive civilians ran for their lives. As what looked like walking corpses chased after them in some sort of blood lust. This haunting image drained Cody and Wesley of the color in their faces, they didn't want to watch but for some reason they couldn't look away. The corpses dragged their feet and stumbled around like drunks, arms out stretched as if they were reaching for the panicked survivors. Cody turned his head at the sound of cars screeching to a halt. The cops made barricades with their cars and cocked their guns, pointing them toward the army of the undead. Cody looked to the side and got a good glimpse of one of the undead, his flesh was green and pale white, hanging from his bones, blood splattered all over him, his jaw seemed to be broken, hanging open placed on his pallid face. Clumps of matted skin and hair fell from his rotting skull as he walked.
"FIRE!" Cody heard one of the police yell, and that's when more firing began, brilliant flashes of light sent hot led into the bodies of the virus carriers. Blood sprinkled across the ground and patches of rotted skin flew as did bullets. Yet the police's guns seemed to do no good on the army of the undead, even after several shots, torn off limbs, they still continued to make their way at the cops. And finally one did, followed by another, and another, and soon, the cops were being torn apart by the vicious creatures. And finally Cody and Wesley were left with the aftermath, several dead bodies littered the ground, convulsing then making their way back to their feet. Cody pushed himself back, not wanting to see anymore. That's when Cody felt the contents in his stomach churn, racing up and out, Cody puked on the buildings roof top and heard Wesley puke also.
"What in the hell is going on here?" Cody asked,
"Everyone's gone nuts!" Wesley yelled, Cody could sense the raw fear in his voice,
"Wesley, those things, they were dead! AND THEY WERE WALKING!!!! Dead things don't get up and walk none the less eat the flesh of other living things!" Cody yelled,
"Their.... Their...." Wesley stammered,
"Go ahead say it, their zombies" Cody said, Wesley looked at him with a look of complete and utter fear.
"Wesley you head back to your house, the basketball court is just on the other side of the building, I am going to go to the gun shop and get Ken to get us some fire power" Cody ordered,
"SCREW THAT! I am not going back alone Cody I am scared!" Wesley exclaimed,
"SO AM I! But we need to get us some kind of safety!" Cody yelled back, Wesley stared at him for a moment, "We can meet back at the bar across from your house, the windows are already boarded up, if you don't find your dad just go there and lock all the doors, I'll come there and from there we can plan our escape" Cody added, Wesley was speechless, he just nodded in agreement.
He was merly trying to survive, but little does he know he's just walked into his worst nightmare
* * *
"Come on Ken, just two guns and some ammo!" Cody pleaded,
"I can't just give you a gun, your under age number one and number two-" Ken started,
"LISTEN KEN! How many times have I helped you out? Outside everyone in the damn town has turned into zombies! I just need two guns, whose going to know? EVERYONE IS DEAD!" Cody argued, Ken looked at him for a moment then walked to his desk and pulled out two guns. A Glock 357, and a Beretta nine millimeter, along with two boxes of ammo.
"They both have full clips, and each box has fifty bullets" Ken said, handing him the stuff, Cody tucked the beretta in his belt and stuffed the rest in a medium sized side back that was strapped at his hip.
"Thank you Ken. . . . Thank you" Cody said,
* * *
Cody tried not to breath out his nose and just out of his mouth as he made his way across the rooftops and back to Wesley. It stunk so bad, in the background he could hear the single minded cries of the zombies, all looking for food. Almost all the zombies looked the same, tattered blood stained clothing, some were missing limbs, hunks of skin, other were bloated with wet putrefaction. Puss oozed from their many wounds, white milky eyes set into their pallid blood stained skulls. The whole town smelt like a meat freezer that had been left open for weeks. Cody made it back to the fire escape, about to go down when-
Cody saw the most horrific sight ever, the one that would haunt his dreams for years to come. Wesley was laid out across the ground, zombies tore at his stomach and ripped his organs out, feeding on them. His face still had the expression of pure terror, though crimson blood splattered all over it. Cody sunk to his knees, he'd been the one who had ordered Wesley to go back, instead of staying with him. He'd sentenced his best friend to death, Cody could feel the cold tears making their way down his cheeks. Coming down in streams, Cody pulled his gun in front of him and began to fire. Bullet after bullet splitting the heads of the zombies that were ripping his best friend apart. Cody rushed down the fire escape and to Wesley's side, he was dead no doubt about it.
"Wesley please get up . . . . Please . . . . Don't leave me here alone. . . . I can't make it out of the city alone, god what have I done. . . . . Wesley I let you die . . ." Cody cried, backing away from his body Cody raced down the street.
* * *
September 28, Night
24 hours before Resident Evil 2
"AARRGHH!" Cody yelled in frustration as he kicked at the police precinct door, but with no luck. Cody's spent the ladder part of the past two days rummaging the streets at night and sleeping during the day since it was harder for the zombies to spot him at night. After Wesley died Cody figured he'd do his best to survive and pay back who ever had done this to his city. He needed a key card to get the doors open, Cody sighed in frustration and headed back out. Maybe he'd be able to break some glass and get in somewhere else. Cody stepped out of the police station, that's when he saw her for the first time. She looked to be in her early twenties, she was wearing a tight miniskirt, with boots, and a blue tube top. She glanced at him for a moment then went to speak,
Sqreeak!
Cody and Jill both swung around, as the metal gates swung open and a man stumbled out into the courtyard.
"BRAD!" The women yelled, her voice was sweet, yet full of character.
"Juh. . . . Jill!!" Brad called out, there was a trace of terror in his voice, Cody went to speak when-
Brad disappeared behind a wall of black, Cody backed up in terror as his eyes followed up the giant mutant. His shoulders were impossibly broad, and his arms impossibly long, his face was all out of proportion with the rest of his body. Purple, huge veins snaked out from under his leather coat, his skin looked like badly healed scar tissue. He had huge, razor sharp teeth set in his lip less mouth. His eyes were pure white, he had a line of surgical stapes up the side of his face. Brad stumbled away in fear but the Nemesis grabbed him up, holding him face to face with him as he placed his giant hand over his face,
"JILL HELP!" Brad screamed, but he was immediately silenced as a fleshly tentacle shot through his head, spilling chunks of brain, meaty flesh, skull and hair all over the ground. the monster growled and tossed his body away, leaving it convulsing on the ground. The Nemesis turned to Jill,
"Sttarrsss" It said, in an animal like tone, Jill's eyes widened as it approached her. Cody's brain finally registered and Cody pointed his gun up and fired twice, each bullet smacked into his leather like skin but shed no blood. The monster merly turned to him, growling when Jill barreled past it and raced toward the police precinct doors. Cody turned and pulled the door open, Jill shoved him forward and kicked the door shut, the double doors rattled on their hinges as the monster rammed into it. Then, finally, it stopped, Jill stood there for a moment and Cody got up off the marble floor after being shoved forward and stumbling down the small set of stairs.
"Sorry about that kid you OK?" Jill said, stepping forward and looking at him,
"I haven't been OK for the past three days" Cody said,
"Yeah.... I can see why" Jill said,
Jill walked past Cody and to the main computer, she took out a key card and Cody heard a few clicking noises as all the doors unlocked. Jill continued to look at the screen and ripped a small piece of paper and wrote down the numbers "4312". She then walked out of the computer area and headed to a door on the left, Cody stood in the same place he'd been since he got up. Jill placed one hand on the door then turned to him, he was wearing a pair of black cargo pants, mud drenched combat boots, and a slightly torn black vest, his white T-shirt under it was long sleeved, but the sleeves were tattered and torn off at his elbow. His face had smudges of dried blood and dirt, and he more a general look of terror.
"Come on kid, it doesn't look like you got anyone, and neither do I, we could probably make it out alive if we worked together" Jill said, Cody's eyes seemed to light up as he rushed over to Jill's side. She noticed he had a gun, she'd actually noticed it back when he'd shot the monster and . . . . Saved her life, that's right, he had bought her enough time to get by, had he not been there she'd probably had to square off against it. It more then likely would have made quick work of her, she slowly opened the door, taking a deep breath, they were about to make the first step in the solution to their worst nightmare.