Note: This was inspired by an RP that I was in at the Resident Evil 2 chatroom on AOL. I'm taking this stuff from memory, and adding things, since we didn't get to finish the RP. Oh, one more thing. This entire fanfic is dedicated to my best friend, and favorite person Marissa. She was Claire in the RP, and she's a very good friend of mine. I'll probably get her to help me in this too. This one's for you, Marissa!
Resident Evil: Conspiracy
Chapter One
Dominic Valsite stepped out of his jeep, looking around Raccoon City carefully. It sure was dead, no pun intended, and it smelled bad too.
"Ha," He thought to himself "I can't believe they send me just to find a bunch of renegades…This isn't fair! They should have placed two Tyrants to wreak hell on the place."
They, being Umbrella Incorporated, his employers, had sent Dominic on a quest that he thought shouldn't be handled by an operative. He pulled out the list, and checked again. He had memorized it on the way to Raccoon, but he checked it anyway, to be sure. It read:
Chris Redfield
Jill Valentine
Barry Burton
Brad Vickers
Rebecca Chambers
Leon Kennedy
Claire Redfield
He had already found Mr. Vickers on the way into Raccoon City. He was a zombie though, and his jeep accidentally ran him over numerous times…
Chris Redfield…Dominic had went to the Air Force with him. They were pretty good friends, until they went their separate ways, and stopped contacting each other. Claire was his younger sister, whom Chris had mentioned a few times. He'd said that he might hook the two up someday. Dominic chuckled to himself, and turned on his Com.
"This is Dominic Etislav, come in, anyone!" He highly doubted anyone knew his name, but he kept on the safe side anyway. After all, that bumbling ninny Wesker may have revealed all of White Umbrella's secrets. Dominic HATED Wesker. Actually, you could call them rivals. After all, they competed for everything. The higher position in W.U, the S.T.A.R.S position…Of course, Wesker got them both.
He waited a bit for an answer, and came to the conclusion that no one had a com here. He felt to unholster his Browning pistol, and grabbed air.
"Ah..SHIT!" He yelled to no one in particular. He must have dropped it a few miles back when he had to take a leak. He balled up his fists, punched a nearby fence, and his hand came away with blood. He uttered another curse word, and heard his com go off.
"S-! Is…you? I…the kid! He was…in the RPD! Did you find...-re?"
He stared at his com, and listened with interest.
"…Her! She…to find survivors! Is…helicopter ready?"
" Almost! …Ready to go in…1...r!"
Helicopter? In one hour? Ha, this was going to be too easy, Dominic thought. Any survivors were sure to come to the helicopter, and he could quickly…but he forgot his gun, which made a hell of a difference. He turned off his com, and looked at a road sign. It read:
Welcome to Raccoon City!
Population: 1,015
Raccoon Police Station: 3 miles.
That wasn't going to be easy, but Dominic imagined he could muster enough energy to walk there, seeing that the Jeep had ran out of gas at the exact time he pulled into the city limits.
"Hey! You!" A voice yelled to him from about 25 feet away.
Dominic spun around quickly, and looked at the figure. It was a woman, about 19 or 20, rather attractive, wearing a red vest and shorts, and had a gun pointed at him.
"Who are you?!" The woman demanded.
"Dominic. Etislav." He replied fairly quickly.
"Are you with Umbrella?" She said, gun still pointed.
"Umbrella? Who is Umbrella?" He asked, playing stupid.
She held her gun at him for a few seconds, and must have believed his story, because she holstered her gun. "Sorry about that." She said.
"Not a problem. Who're you? What's going on here?"
"I'm Claire. Claire Redfield. This," She said, motioning around her "is Raccoon City, home of Umbrella Inc, the people who made this mess."
Dominic froze for a bit. Claire Redfield? Chris's sister? He'd found her! But, no sign of Chris anywhere. He focused her attention on her again.
"Claire Redfield? You must be Chris's sister. We went to the Air Force together. I came here looking for him."
"Really?" She said enthsiastically. "So did I! Now that I think of it, he did mention you a few times…"
"Did you find him?" He asked.
"No…" She replied, shaking her head sadly, looking like she was going to go in tears. "Anyway…we're getting out of here soon. Are you going to come?"
Dominic contemplated this for a second. "Yes, I'll come."
He laughed inside of his head. "This'll be fun…" He thought. "Very fun indeed…"
That's all the time I had to write for now! Stay tuned for Chapter 2, and rate my story!
Resident Evil: Conspiracy
Chapter One
Dominic Valsite stepped out of his jeep, looking around Raccoon City carefully. It sure was dead, no pun intended, and it smelled bad too.
"Ha," He thought to himself "I can't believe they send me just to find a bunch of renegades…This isn't fair! They should have placed two Tyrants to wreak hell on the place."
They, being Umbrella Incorporated, his employers, had sent Dominic on a quest that he thought shouldn't be handled by an operative. He pulled out the list, and checked again. He had memorized it on the way to Raccoon, but he checked it anyway, to be sure. It read:
Chris Redfield
Jill Valentine
Barry Burton
Brad Vickers
Rebecca Chambers
Leon Kennedy
Claire Redfield
He had already found Mr. Vickers on the way into Raccoon City. He was a zombie though, and his jeep accidentally ran him over numerous times…
Chris Redfield…Dominic had went to the Air Force with him. They were pretty good friends, until they went their separate ways, and stopped contacting each other. Claire was his younger sister, whom Chris had mentioned a few times. He'd said that he might hook the two up someday. Dominic chuckled to himself, and turned on his Com.
"This is Dominic Etislav, come in, anyone!" He highly doubted anyone knew his name, but he kept on the safe side anyway. After all, that bumbling ninny Wesker may have revealed all of White Umbrella's secrets. Dominic HATED Wesker. Actually, you could call them rivals. After all, they competed for everything. The higher position in W.U, the S.T.A.R.S position…Of course, Wesker got them both.
He waited a bit for an answer, and came to the conclusion that no one had a com here. He felt to unholster his Browning pistol, and grabbed air.
"Ah..SHIT!" He yelled to no one in particular. He must have dropped it a few miles back when he had to take a leak. He balled up his fists, punched a nearby fence, and his hand came away with blood. He uttered another curse word, and heard his com go off.
"S-! Is…you? I…the kid! He was…in the RPD! Did you find...-re?"
He stared at his com, and listened with interest.
"…Her! She…to find survivors! Is…helicopter ready?"
" Almost! …Ready to go in…1...r!"
Helicopter? In one hour? Ha, this was going to be too easy, Dominic thought. Any survivors were sure to come to the helicopter, and he could quickly…but he forgot his gun, which made a hell of a difference. He turned off his com, and looked at a road sign. It read:
Welcome to Raccoon City!
Population: 1,015
Raccoon Police Station: 3 miles.
That wasn't going to be easy, but Dominic imagined he could muster enough energy to walk there, seeing that the Jeep had ran out of gas at the exact time he pulled into the city limits.
"Hey! You!" A voice yelled to him from about 25 feet away.
Dominic spun around quickly, and looked at the figure. It was a woman, about 19 or 20, rather attractive, wearing a red vest and shorts, and had a gun pointed at him.
"Who are you?!" The woman demanded.
"Dominic. Etislav." He replied fairly quickly.
"Are you with Umbrella?" She said, gun still pointed.
"Umbrella? Who is Umbrella?" He asked, playing stupid.
She held her gun at him for a few seconds, and must have believed his story, because she holstered her gun. "Sorry about that." She said.
"Not a problem. Who're you? What's going on here?"
"I'm Claire. Claire Redfield. This," She said, motioning around her "is Raccoon City, home of Umbrella Inc, the people who made this mess."
Dominic froze for a bit. Claire Redfield? Chris's sister? He'd found her! But, no sign of Chris anywhere. He focused her attention on her again.
"Claire Redfield? You must be Chris's sister. We went to the Air Force together. I came here looking for him."
"Really?" She said enthsiastically. "So did I! Now that I think of it, he did mention you a few times…"
"Did you find him?" He asked.
"No…" She replied, shaking her head sadly, looking like she was going to go in tears. "Anyway…we're getting out of here soon. Are you going to come?"
Dominic contemplated this for a second. "Yes, I'll come."
He laughed inside of his head. "This'll be fun…" He thought. "Very fun indeed…"
That's all the time I had to write for now! Stay tuned for Chapter 2, and rate my story!