A Different Evil, A Different Time.
Author's note: This is my first actual story, be nice… Or not. Whatever. I was inspired to start writing by a good friend, who also writes story. Go check it out. Here's a link to a good one by her. .net/s/6007867/1/bHorror_b_bcollection_b
ALSO. This is supposed to be humor, horror and action. So there will be a fourth wall broken. IT SHALL HAPPEN. . . Oh, and. It's a Resident Evil Fan-Fiction, in a way. The location is Raccoon City. Chris is based off of Chris Redfield, and the antagonists are zombies as well as Wesker.
Chapter 1: Morning of Evil.
Chris yawned, opening his eyes. He stretches his arms out, and stands up out of his bed, running his right hand through his short brown hair. Looking over at a picture of a S.T.A.R.S recruitment poster which hangs on his bedroom door. Should he have joined them? Sure, being a police officer was great. But the STARS were a lot better. But, now that Raccoon City had been threatened by those terrorists, Chris wasn't all that sure that being a police officer or being part of the STARS would be a good idea. The young man yawns, getting dressed in his police outfit. Holstering his Beretta 92, 9mm pistol as he does so.
"Well, time to-" He gets cut off by the sound of his radio buzzing. He raises it to his ear.
"Emergency! Power has gone down in the east part of Raccoon City, riots are beginning to spread! Reports of death already spreading, reports are similar to those in Asia. Asia has gone dark, all other parts of the world have gone dark. Repeat, all areas of the world have gone dark. We are alone! We are alone!"
"What the…" Chris quickly sprints outside, the radio message seems to be only a recording, as it continues repeating itself, he quickly runs through the door of his house. Only to see fire everywhere, blood on the streets, his car stolen, and an injured man stumbling slowly towards him.