Resident Evil: A New City
Chapter: One
It was a late Saturday after noon and Nick woke up pissed off and depressed because is girlfriend dumped him Monday, and he was not over her yet. Nick was a blond haired blue eyed 5'11 - 6'0 male who wore glasses. He was pissed off that his father did not wake him up to do his paper route. He had the job since he was in the fifth grade. As he sat up from the couch and looked around the living room.................. no one was there. Then Nick yelled out " Is anyone there?" ................... No one answered. He looked out the window and saw that there was bloody had print on the window, and then as soon as he saw that he stood that in walked slowly toward so he could see on to the porch. He look down in a sort of aww. His older brother lay there dead and half eaten.
Nick went back to the cutch and sat down and put his black pants on then threw his t-shirt on ,and put a white football jersey on. Nick but his shoes on then headed for the door. Before he went out the door there was a not on the entertainment center propped up by a picture. On the note it said:
Dear Nick
This is your Dad. As you figured out I am gone and I will not be back for you. I am not going to screw around so I will get straight to the point. I do not work were I really work. I am actually an Umbrella scientist. I could not bring you along because of the fast you are a person with integrity and would turn umbrella in at the drop of the hat; if it suited you correct. And besides the fact you cant be bribed for large amounts of money. I admire you for that. But I am the exact opposite of you. Dammit if you were not like your mother so god damn much we could have gotten along better, and you could be here right now with me. But you are not. I am going to leave a series of clues for you to find, and get out of this city. I left some guns a backpack and a gun holster on the love seat for you. There is a M16 twenty five shots in each clip, and with three spare slips and one in the gun. Two 9MM hand guns eighteen shots in each gun, and nine spare clips for each gun and they have a clip in already. And the last gun there is a magnum fully loaded ten shots and with three spare clips. I gave you these in hopes you would fight, find the clues, and get out of the city.
Love,
Your Dad
P.S. I left a cell phone and the keys to the van on the kitchen table. Good bye and good luck.
" Fuck this only figures. What the hell else can go wrong? Who knows with my luck anything." Nick said to him self. He walked of to the love seat picked up the M16. As soon as he picked it up a strap fell. Nick put the strap over his head and left arm and let it rest on his ribs. Nick picked up the holster pelt, and put it around his waist. He pick the 9mm up and put the in the holsters, then picked up four clips and put two in each slot on both sides the guns were on. Nick then opened the backpack and put the rest of the 9mm ammo and the magnum and it's three clips in the backpack and put the back pack on. He picked up the three M16 clips and put them in his back pocket.
Nick headed for the door front door and, opened the first of two doors. He walked threw the little of a foyer there was to the next door. He opened the door and his hand flew back and griped the rifle so hard that his knuckles were white. Then the smell of a rotting body hit his face hard. Nick quickly ran over to the stairs and puked. After he spat a few times and wiped off his mouth he grabbed the rifle again pressing it hard to his body.
Nick started to take a few steps towards the what use to be his brother but now is a rotting carcase. He knelt besides the body, and poked the body with his rifle. Just then he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. Nick whipped around with the rifle gripped hard. It was a Zombie. He took precise aim at the head. (Nick was not stupid like in the movies and in video games. He knew the only way to kill a zombie was to shoot it in the head.) Nick pulled the trigger. Three pullets whizzed out and hit zombie in the head and watching the red and pink brains fly out and splatter on the grass and mud. When Nick turn around he saw his brother come back to life or so to say. Nick turn around and ran five steps the turned around agin. He knew talking with him was out of the picture. The only thing he could do for his older brother now was to put him out of his misery. Nick took careful aim on his head and pulled the trigger. Three bullets whizzed out from the gun, and nailed his older brother in the head. A clean shot between the eyes. Nick walk up to his fallen brother, and closed his eye as if he might have a quiet and peaceful sleep.
Nick went back inside and, into the living room and sat on the couch and thought of what to do for a second. He looked over to his left from were he was sitting and picked up the phone. He decided to call his friend Steve. Nick figured if anyone was alive in this hole of a town it would be Steve.
Nick hit the talk button to check if there was a dial tone. He was in luck the phone lines were not down yet. He quickly pressed the buttons for Steve's phone number. One ring two rings three rings four ring. Nick felt his heart sink a little bit when Steve had not answered yet. At the fifth ring the phone on the other end picked up.
"Hello? Nick is that you?"
"Ya Steve it's me."
"Thank god for a while I did not think anyone besides me and Iz were alive. I was thinking about coming over to your house and seeing if you were still alive."
"Yea I am alive. I will be over there as soon as possible. Ok?
"Ok."
"All right, bye."
"Bye."
Click the phone hung up.
Nick had to think for a second how he would get over there. Nick lived on twenty fourth ave. W. Steve lived on forty first ave. E. Nick got up off of the couch and head for the back door. But before he got there he stopped in the dinning room were the computer was and he sat down. The screen saver was on. Nick moved the mouse gently the screen saver went away. There was something written there and it was important.
It read:
My report By: Michael
07/14/01
Today I released the carriers in some certain places in the city that mattered.
1) The mall. I released a large amount ( about thirty or forty.) I did this place because it is a popular place with some people and there are lots of other people around the mall area.
2) In the mall area downtown. I did this because of the amount of people in the area.
3) I let about a Dozen carriers about the block away from my house due to the fact I wanted to be able to get away and there are more people out there then outside my house.
And that was the end of it.
"Shit did he say the Mall." Nick scrolled up on the computer again checking to make sure. "Fuck I have to go and get Samantha even though she dumped me on Monday and I have felt like shit sense then I still love her and she does not deserve to die."
Nick got up quickly and ran into the kitchen looking out the window. "Thank you Dad." Nick said to himself. His dad had left him his mini van ( he just wanted to make sure he did not know waether or not to trust him yet.). Nick turned around and looked down at the table for the keys. Shoving a few papers a side he also found his dad's cell phone and the keys.
Nick ran out the doors and jumped down all five stairs and landed on his feet and darted for the van. He opened the passenger side door and got in out of habit. Then he realized that his dad is not going to be there to drive him. His Dad is the shit head who started this. Nick then moved over to the driver seat and put the key in the ignition. The van worked at least. But it somewhat did not surprise him at all. Because why would his dad leave a broken down van that did not work here. Nick took the cell phone he had found looked at the screen to check if the battery was charged and it was. He took it out of the plastic casing and put the phone in a cup holder slot, and let the plastic casing fall to the ground. Nick put the van in drive and pulled out of the drive way and headed in the direction of the freeway on twenty seventh ave. W. that would take him to Steve's house.
Chapter: One
It was a late Saturday after noon and Nick woke up pissed off and depressed because is girlfriend dumped him Monday, and he was not over her yet. Nick was a blond haired blue eyed 5'11 - 6'0 male who wore glasses. He was pissed off that his father did not wake him up to do his paper route. He had the job since he was in the fifth grade. As he sat up from the couch and looked around the living room.................. no one was there. Then Nick yelled out " Is anyone there?" ................... No one answered. He looked out the window and saw that there was bloody had print on the window, and then as soon as he saw that he stood that in walked slowly toward so he could see on to the porch. He look down in a sort of aww. His older brother lay there dead and half eaten.
Nick went back to the cutch and sat down and put his black pants on then threw his t-shirt on ,and put a white football jersey on. Nick but his shoes on then headed for the door. Before he went out the door there was a not on the entertainment center propped up by a picture. On the note it said:
Dear Nick
This is your Dad. As you figured out I am gone and I will not be back for you. I am not going to screw around so I will get straight to the point. I do not work were I really work. I am actually an Umbrella scientist. I could not bring you along because of the fast you are a person with integrity and would turn umbrella in at the drop of the hat; if it suited you correct. And besides the fact you cant be bribed for large amounts of money. I admire you for that. But I am the exact opposite of you. Dammit if you were not like your mother so god damn much we could have gotten along better, and you could be here right now with me. But you are not. I am going to leave a series of clues for you to find, and get out of this city. I left some guns a backpack and a gun holster on the love seat for you. There is a M16 twenty five shots in each clip, and with three spare slips and one in the gun. Two 9MM hand guns eighteen shots in each gun, and nine spare clips for each gun and they have a clip in already. And the last gun there is a magnum fully loaded ten shots and with three spare clips. I gave you these in hopes you would fight, find the clues, and get out of the city.
Love,
Your Dad
P.S. I left a cell phone and the keys to the van on the kitchen table. Good bye and good luck.
" Fuck this only figures. What the hell else can go wrong? Who knows with my luck anything." Nick said to him self. He walked of to the love seat picked up the M16. As soon as he picked it up a strap fell. Nick put the strap over his head and left arm and let it rest on his ribs. Nick picked up the holster pelt, and put it around his waist. He pick the 9mm up and put the in the holsters, then picked up four clips and put two in each slot on both sides the guns were on. Nick then opened the backpack and put the rest of the 9mm ammo and the magnum and it's three clips in the backpack and put the back pack on. He picked up the three M16 clips and put them in his back pocket.
Nick headed for the door front door and, opened the first of two doors. He walked threw the little of a foyer there was to the next door. He opened the door and his hand flew back and griped the rifle so hard that his knuckles were white. Then the smell of a rotting body hit his face hard. Nick quickly ran over to the stairs and puked. After he spat a few times and wiped off his mouth he grabbed the rifle again pressing it hard to his body.
Nick started to take a few steps towards the what use to be his brother but now is a rotting carcase. He knelt besides the body, and poked the body with his rifle. Just then he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. Nick whipped around with the rifle gripped hard. It was a Zombie. He took precise aim at the head. (Nick was not stupid like in the movies and in video games. He knew the only way to kill a zombie was to shoot it in the head.) Nick pulled the trigger. Three pullets whizzed out and hit zombie in the head and watching the red and pink brains fly out and splatter on the grass and mud. When Nick turn around he saw his brother come back to life or so to say. Nick turn around and ran five steps the turned around agin. He knew talking with him was out of the picture. The only thing he could do for his older brother now was to put him out of his misery. Nick took careful aim on his head and pulled the trigger. Three bullets whizzed out from the gun, and nailed his older brother in the head. A clean shot between the eyes. Nick walk up to his fallen brother, and closed his eye as if he might have a quiet and peaceful sleep.
Nick went back inside and, into the living room and sat on the couch and thought of what to do for a second. He looked over to his left from were he was sitting and picked up the phone. He decided to call his friend Steve. Nick figured if anyone was alive in this hole of a town it would be Steve.
Nick hit the talk button to check if there was a dial tone. He was in luck the phone lines were not down yet. He quickly pressed the buttons for Steve's phone number. One ring two rings three rings four ring. Nick felt his heart sink a little bit when Steve had not answered yet. At the fifth ring the phone on the other end picked up.
"Hello? Nick is that you?"
"Ya Steve it's me."
"Thank god for a while I did not think anyone besides me and Iz were alive. I was thinking about coming over to your house and seeing if you were still alive."
"Yea I am alive. I will be over there as soon as possible. Ok?
"Ok."
"All right, bye."
"Bye."
Click the phone hung up.
Nick had to think for a second how he would get over there. Nick lived on twenty fourth ave. W. Steve lived on forty first ave. E. Nick got up off of the couch and head for the back door. But before he got there he stopped in the dinning room were the computer was and he sat down. The screen saver was on. Nick moved the mouse gently the screen saver went away. There was something written there and it was important.
It read:
My report By: Michael
07/14/01
Today I released the carriers in some certain places in the city that mattered.
1) The mall. I released a large amount ( about thirty or forty.) I did this place because it is a popular place with some people and there are lots of other people around the mall area.
2) In the mall area downtown. I did this because of the amount of people in the area.
3) I let about a Dozen carriers about the block away from my house due to the fact I wanted to be able to get away and there are more people out there then outside my house.
And that was the end of it.
"Shit did he say the Mall." Nick scrolled up on the computer again checking to make sure. "Fuck I have to go and get Samantha even though she dumped me on Monday and I have felt like shit sense then I still love her and she does not deserve to die."
Nick got up quickly and ran into the kitchen looking out the window. "Thank you Dad." Nick said to himself. His dad had left him his mini van ( he just wanted to make sure he did not know waether or not to trust him yet.). Nick turned around and looked down at the table for the keys. Shoving a few papers a side he also found his dad's cell phone and the keys.
Nick ran out the doors and jumped down all five stairs and landed on his feet and darted for the van. He opened the passenger side door and got in out of habit. Then he realized that his dad is not going to be there to drive him. His Dad is the shit head who started this. Nick then moved over to the driver seat and put the key in the ignition. The van worked at least. But it somewhat did not surprise him at all. Because why would his dad leave a broken down van that did not work here. Nick took the cell phone he had found looked at the screen to check if the battery was charged and it was. He took it out of the plastic casing and put the phone in a cup holder slot, and let the plastic casing fall to the ground. Nick put the van in drive and pulled out of the drive way and headed in the direction of the freeway on twenty seventh ave. W. that would take him to Steve's house.