A/N - I have a feeling i'm goinng to love writing this - hope you will like it too!
Impossibilities
It had been a great first week at school. The sun was shining for once, and the only way you could describe the summer holidays was crap! It was a fine day in Raccoon City, my long dark hair swished in the light breeze as I walked home from school. I walked with my best friend Gina, she was blonde, always got the lads attention, I envied her in some ways, but still, she was my best friend, I had been through loads with her. This was our last academic year at the Charles Vendik comprehensive school. After this we would go to college.
We stopped outside an apartment block, Gina lived on the 6th floor. I gave her a hug.
"Guess I'll see you on Monday then?" I asked
"Yeah, well, after all them murders in the Arklay Mountains, my Dad doesn't like me stopping with my Mum and step-dad at the weekend. At least I get to see him! Anyway Danielle, don't you have a date Saturday night?"
I smiled and bit my lip as I thought of Alex, he asked me if I wanted to go to the Curry house with him, then maybe go to his house to watch a movie. Gina noticed my smirk.
"Oh Danielle! I almost forgot!" She rooted through her bag for a while, and took out a small square package with foil around it.
"GINA! There is no way in hell I'm going to let him go that far! I'm still underage, I have got to wait for another three days before I turn 16!" Lucky for Gina her birthday was early September ever since she has always took a packet of condoms. So would I, if I was as attractive as her. She smiled and winked at me.
"Anyway I must get going, cya later, and have fun!"
"You too!" I said as I strolled off into my own thoughts. What should I wear. Should I kiss him, it's the first date, maybe a bit rushed? I was interrupted when a rat ran across the road. How disgusting! The streets aren't that dirty! It then ran up to me and launched itself at me, I ducked out the way, it ran to me again, trying to bite me.
"CRAZY RAT!" I kept jumping up and down so it wouldn't bite me. Some strange guy picked the rat up by its tale, the rat was going nuts! He was a short old man, with a white beard. He examined it, before taking a small pocket knife and stabbing it through the head. Blood started dripping. I watched in shear shock. He finally spoke.
"If I were you, young lady, I'd get yourself the hell outta hear by tomorrow night, or you all shall be doomed in pain and suffering!" The guy was nuts. I just started to stroll off, nodding at him before I turned around. What had just happened?
The door was slightly open when I got home, my Mum and Dad were mean to be at work right? No, shit! I entered the kitchen through the door, I was silent as possible, placing my bag on the floor, and closed the front door. I then took a key from my bad and unlocked one of the cupboards, taking out a survival knife. My parents would always want me safe if I were ever home alone and the 'worst' started to happen, as they would say. I think they were being cautious about the Arklay murders. My Mum and Dad were employed with Umbrella, the pharmaceutical giant, they are always home late, working at the labs. My Dad recently got promoted, he won't tell me what he was working on, top secret apparently.
I flipped the knife between my palms, it was thin bladed, with the familiar Umbrella logo printed on the side of it. I took it in my left hand, investigating the house, opening every door quickly, yet silently. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe Mum forgot to lock the door and the wind blew it? Strange. I kept the knife with me just in case.
I ran upstairs, being careful not to trip, my Dad would always have a go at me if I ran upstairs. I quickly changed into some denim shorts, and a black top with the word WARNING in bold white letters, diagonally down. I tied my hair up in a mid-high ponytail. Then had a quick glance in the mirror before turning my laptop on. I jumped up when I heard the sound of glass breaking. That came from downstairs? I grabbed my knife and tiptoed downstairs. I could hear shuffling, followed by a light groan. It was coming from the living area. What the hell? I walked towards the door, it was slightly open, I peered through the crack. I couldn't see anything, it had gone silent. The door was the suddenly throttled open, causing me to stare in to the white eyes of something. Half of the persons face was missing, his, I think, shirt was covered in blood, I screamed, loud. It pushed me down to the floor taking itself with me, I held it back, it was trying to bite me, I think. I wanted to scream, I wanted to call the police, I wanted to live, and sure as hell I didn't want it to tear my flesh. I felt like being sick.
I almost forgot about my knife, laying besides me. I made a reach for it, stabbing the thing in the chest, it fell lifelessly to the ground. I then stood up, trying to think what had just happened. Through the window I could see more people struggling and being bit by these things on the streets. I heard a croaking sound, I looked down at the 'thing', it started moving again.
"No!" Was all I could whisper. I sprinted upstairs, locking myself in the bedroom door. I looked at my phone, one missed call from an unidentified number, and one voicemail. I rubbed the blood off my hands, I had to keep cool, then pressed the phone to my ear. It was my Mum.
"Honey, listen, as soon as you get this, leave the city, I mean it, these things on the streets, they are coming, I'm sorry I was involved with this, me and your father, I love you, don't you for-" There was loud scream, and I heard the moaning of the creatures. I heard skin and organs being torn, I couldn't listen anymore, I quickly deleted the voicemail. I soon tried ringing my friends, not even Gina answered. What on earth is going on?