Resident Evil 2
By X-Man
Note: If you haven't read the first one, then why the hell are you reading this one? This is a sequel of sorts to my first script Resident Evil the Movie, so you wont understand anything unless you read the first one. Also on the requests of others, this will be in story form-not scrip
Resident Evil 2:
Chapter One: The Same Old Dance
Conway South Carolina
It was once a small southern town, nothing short of crime ever happened, but in the last week it had turned into a war zone. Black trucks have filled the area, searching for clues from what is know known as the "attack". There was hundreds injured and even more frightened. What appeared to be zombies attacked this small town, and caused mass panic and hysteria. It was the day after the attack and the citizens were trying to clean up.
A large flatbed truck was parked outside of a destroyed pawnshop. Two men were carrying bodies out; the bodies were wrapped in a sort of white goo, the goo dripped off a hand and bounced onto the pavement, the pavement sizzled where it hit. Two men in yellow biohazard suits walked out behind them, carrying what appeared to be a giant dead spider, the spiders legs were curled upward to the sky. A young man around twenty was throwing off debris looking for survivors.
"Did you find any Travis"
Travis stops and turns to see an armed police officer behind him.
"None so far, what is the government saying"
"They are disavowing any knowledge of this. They have also placed quarantine
on the entire state. "
"That sounds like them"
Travis lifts a piece of board off of a body, the head had been removed from the.
"Here's another one, go get the truck"
"Yes sir"
The officer turned and walked off. Travis wiped the sweat off his brow, the terrible memories of the night before flooded his mind.
"Mr. Ray?" a voice sounded behind him
Travis turned to see a man in a dark suit, wearing dark glasses
"That's me, I have already gave my statement once today, I don't want to do it again"
The man smiled
"I'm not from the newspapers nor am I from the police department"
"So you're from the government, what do you want"
The man held up his briefcase
"Is there somewhere we can talk?"
Travis nodded; he walked off to a nearby tent for rescue workers. Inside the tent there was a long wooden table, with chairs around it. Travis sat down in one of the chairs and offered one to the agent.
The agent sat down
"My name is Special Agent Wesker from the NSA"
The name sounded surreal to Travis, like he had heard it before.
"Wesker, huh? What do you want"
Wesker nodded
"We would like to know what you think about this"
Wesker opened the briefcase and pulled out a map with red circles on it
"These areas marked in red are zones where we have had the same sort of outbreak"
Travis nodded as he stared at the map
Wesker pointed out a circle that was boldly drawn in red
"That is circle is Conway, and because of you and your "friends" it is still standing"
"What does this have to do with me"
Wesker took off his sunglasses and looked directly
"Because you are the only one that seems to know what is going on"
Travis shook his head
"Look buddy, it happened, I reacted, pure and simple"
Wesker smiled an almost evil grin
"Well we have sent soldiers in to other spots and we have yet to hear anything from them"
Travis sat up in his chair
"What other spots?"
Wesker shook his head
"That's classified"
Travis jumped across the table, catching Wesker by the collar
"Look asshole, in the last day I have about been, killed, blown up, and eaten by giant spiders, if I want to know what the Hell is going on, I will know"
Wesker coughed and gagged
"There were more zombies loose, the government cant explain the rips, but as soon as they appear we send people in, when they arrive the rips close up, and the soldiers disappear"
Travis released Wesker, who slowly sat back in his seat
"They want to blame me don't they?"
Wesker fixed his loose tie
"Right now, they are willing to blame anyone"
Travis held his hands over his eyes
Wesker smiled
"And to make matters worse, a factory has appeared, much like the one in your hometown"
Travis looked up
"Where and don't give me any of that classified bullshit"
Wesker pulled a piece of paper out
"A town in Ohio, Springfield I believe the name is"
Travis looked shocked
"Wait give me that map"
Wesker looked confused and handed Travis the map. Travis knocked off some empty soda cans off the table. He spread out an American road map across the table, the setting the other map on top of it; he located a route where all the rips had taken place. It formed a trail, a trail leading straight to Ohio.
Travis sighed loudly
"It's the same route my parents take to Ohio, in fact I sent them there last night"
He slammed his fist on to the table
"They are after Sherry. That bitch Jessica is leading them there"
Wesker's pocket buzzed. He pulled out a cell phone, he talked quietly into it, so quiet that Travis couldn't pick up any of the conversation.
Travis pulled out his own cell phone and dialed a number
He held it to his ear as it buzzed
"Hello, Leon speaking"
Travis spoke quietly
"Leon, is Claire with you?"
"Yeah, do you want to talk to her"
"No, get ready we are going on a road trip. Bring the jeep to the tent in ten minutes"
"Ok, what's wrong?"
"Ill explain it all when you get here, but bring the gear"
Travis turned to see Wesker staring at him
"Yeah mom I'll talk to you later"
Travis quickly turned the phone off before Leon could respond
Wesker stood and watched Travis's every move
"That was the president"
Travis smiled
"And what did he say"
"I am to give you and your team orders to go to Ohio and take care of this situation, quietly"
"I was going to Ohio without your say anyway"
"The president also says that you may use any amount of force necessary"
Travis shifted in his seat
"I was planning on it"
Wesker reached into his pocket, pulling out three badges with the S.T.A.R.S emblem on them
"STARS huh?" Travis looked at his badge
"Then you knew didn't you, the game..."
He looked up to Wesker, but Wesker had disappeared
"Wesker??"
Travis looked around but Wesker was nowhere to be found. Weird guy. He gathered the badges as he heard the sounds of Leon pull up
Leon rushed into the tent followed by Claire, who ran and hugged Travis's neck. Travis tossed Leon a badge. Leon stared at it for a moment before realizing what it was; he looked at Travis, his eyes wide. Travis nodded, letting Leon know that he understood also.
The badge belonged to Chris Redfield, Claire's brother. Chris was who she was looking for when she had gotten caught up in all of this mess. How was Travis going to tell her that Chris was over here also?
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How indeed? Ahh another ongoing fic for the X-Man. Next issue: Travis and the crew make it to Ohio, but what will be there waiting for them. Claire's search for Chris in the real world begins
By X-Man
Note: If you haven't read the first one, then why the hell are you reading this one? This is a sequel of sorts to my first script Resident Evil the Movie, so you wont understand anything unless you read the first one. Also on the requests of others, this will be in story form-not scrip
Resident Evil 2:
Chapter One: The Same Old Dance
Conway South Carolina
It was once a small southern town, nothing short of crime ever happened, but in the last week it had turned into a war zone. Black trucks have filled the area, searching for clues from what is know known as the "attack". There was hundreds injured and even more frightened. What appeared to be zombies attacked this small town, and caused mass panic and hysteria. It was the day after the attack and the citizens were trying to clean up.
A large flatbed truck was parked outside of a destroyed pawnshop. Two men were carrying bodies out; the bodies were wrapped in a sort of white goo, the goo dripped off a hand and bounced onto the pavement, the pavement sizzled where it hit. Two men in yellow biohazard suits walked out behind them, carrying what appeared to be a giant dead spider, the spiders legs were curled upward to the sky. A young man around twenty was throwing off debris looking for survivors.
"Did you find any Travis"
Travis stops and turns to see an armed police officer behind him.
"None so far, what is the government saying"
"They are disavowing any knowledge of this. They have also placed quarantine
on the entire state. "
"That sounds like them"
Travis lifts a piece of board off of a body, the head had been removed from the.
"Here's another one, go get the truck"
"Yes sir"
The officer turned and walked off. Travis wiped the sweat off his brow, the terrible memories of the night before flooded his mind.
"Mr. Ray?" a voice sounded behind him
Travis turned to see a man in a dark suit, wearing dark glasses
"That's me, I have already gave my statement once today, I don't want to do it again"
The man smiled
"I'm not from the newspapers nor am I from the police department"
"So you're from the government, what do you want"
The man held up his briefcase
"Is there somewhere we can talk?"
Travis nodded; he walked off to a nearby tent for rescue workers. Inside the tent there was a long wooden table, with chairs around it. Travis sat down in one of the chairs and offered one to the agent.
The agent sat down
"My name is Special Agent Wesker from the NSA"
The name sounded surreal to Travis, like he had heard it before.
"Wesker, huh? What do you want"
Wesker nodded
"We would like to know what you think about this"
Wesker opened the briefcase and pulled out a map with red circles on it
"These areas marked in red are zones where we have had the same sort of outbreak"
Travis nodded as he stared at the map
Wesker pointed out a circle that was boldly drawn in red
"That is circle is Conway, and because of you and your "friends" it is still standing"
"What does this have to do with me"
Wesker took off his sunglasses and looked directly
"Because you are the only one that seems to know what is going on"
Travis shook his head
"Look buddy, it happened, I reacted, pure and simple"
Wesker smiled an almost evil grin
"Well we have sent soldiers in to other spots and we have yet to hear anything from them"
Travis sat up in his chair
"What other spots?"
Wesker shook his head
"That's classified"
Travis jumped across the table, catching Wesker by the collar
"Look asshole, in the last day I have about been, killed, blown up, and eaten by giant spiders, if I want to know what the Hell is going on, I will know"
Wesker coughed and gagged
"There were more zombies loose, the government cant explain the rips, but as soon as they appear we send people in, when they arrive the rips close up, and the soldiers disappear"
Travis released Wesker, who slowly sat back in his seat
"They want to blame me don't they?"
Wesker fixed his loose tie
"Right now, they are willing to blame anyone"
Travis held his hands over his eyes
Wesker smiled
"And to make matters worse, a factory has appeared, much like the one in your hometown"
Travis looked up
"Where and don't give me any of that classified bullshit"
Wesker pulled a piece of paper out
"A town in Ohio, Springfield I believe the name is"
Travis looked shocked
"Wait give me that map"
Wesker looked confused and handed Travis the map. Travis knocked off some empty soda cans off the table. He spread out an American road map across the table, the setting the other map on top of it; he located a route where all the rips had taken place. It formed a trail, a trail leading straight to Ohio.
Travis sighed loudly
"It's the same route my parents take to Ohio, in fact I sent them there last night"
He slammed his fist on to the table
"They are after Sherry. That bitch Jessica is leading them there"
Wesker's pocket buzzed. He pulled out a cell phone, he talked quietly into it, so quiet that Travis couldn't pick up any of the conversation.
Travis pulled out his own cell phone and dialed a number
He held it to his ear as it buzzed
"Hello, Leon speaking"
Travis spoke quietly
"Leon, is Claire with you?"
"Yeah, do you want to talk to her"
"No, get ready we are going on a road trip. Bring the jeep to the tent in ten minutes"
"Ok, what's wrong?"
"Ill explain it all when you get here, but bring the gear"
Travis turned to see Wesker staring at him
"Yeah mom I'll talk to you later"
Travis quickly turned the phone off before Leon could respond
Wesker stood and watched Travis's every move
"That was the president"
Travis smiled
"And what did he say"
"I am to give you and your team orders to go to Ohio and take care of this situation, quietly"
"I was going to Ohio without your say anyway"
"The president also says that you may use any amount of force necessary"
Travis shifted in his seat
"I was planning on it"
Wesker reached into his pocket, pulling out three badges with the S.T.A.R.S emblem on them
"STARS huh?" Travis looked at his badge
"Then you knew didn't you, the game..."
He looked up to Wesker, but Wesker had disappeared
"Wesker??"
Travis looked around but Wesker was nowhere to be found. Weird guy. He gathered the badges as he heard the sounds of Leon pull up
Leon rushed into the tent followed by Claire, who ran and hugged Travis's neck. Travis tossed Leon a badge. Leon stared at it for a moment before realizing what it was; he looked at Travis, his eyes wide. Travis nodded, letting Leon know that he understood also.
The badge belonged to Chris Redfield, Claire's brother. Chris was who she was looking for when she had gotten caught up in all of this mess. How was Travis going to tell her that Chris was over here also?
______________________________________________________________________
How indeed? Ahh another ongoing fic for the X-Man. Next issue: Travis and the crew make it to Ohio, but what will be there waiting for them. Claire's search for Chris in the real world begins