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The Beginning
Chapter One
His eyes slowly opened to the new site of his new apartment in Raccoon City. He wasn't quite used to it yet. He had just moved in and there were still boxes to be unpacked. He had recently had to move across town from an apartment he had been in for awhile because he had been transferred here after joining the STARS team a few months after he lost a job with the Air Force. He had a new job that was going to be an unfamiliar one. Recently his old friend, Barry Burton, got him to join some new police team in Raccoon City, The S.T.A.R.S. team.
He reluctantly got out of bed and looked at his clock. It was 8:30. He didn't want to be late to work. It would be his fourth day there. He had somewhat got to know everyone there last week and got his personal stuff there in order. He went into the bathroom and got a quick shower before he left.
After a short shower he got out and grabbed his toothbrush. He looked at himself in the mirror as he did. He was a young, well-built man who not only had to support himself but put his sister through college since their parents died awhile ago. He loved Claire and hoped she was enjoying college. He remembered he didn't have to pay for college, the Air Force did. But he was dishonorably a month ago. He felt no remorse for doing what he did though. He disobeyed a direct command and saved the lives of ten soldiers in his Special Forces squad.
He shook off his thoughts and washed his mouth out from the toothpaste and ran to his closet. He put on a white STARS t-shirt and then buttoned up a white collared shirt. After that he pulled on a pair of khakis and put on a belt. Then he snatched a black tie and put it on.
He rolled up the sleeves on his shirt since it was summer and hot. Then he went to his nightstand and put his badge on the front of his belt. Then he clipped his pistol holster onto the side of his belt. The holster also held one extra clip in it. He was carrying a Berretta M9. He was quite comfortable with one since he had used one in the Air Force the past couple of years. But this was a custom one Barry had made with the Mr. Kendo down at Kendo gun shop. Chris wanted to stop by there soon to check it out since he wanted to add to his gun collection.
But that was beside him now. He had to get to the station as soon as possible. He snatched his keys off the coffee table and headed to his car. He was going to have to skip breakfast for now.
He headed to the parking of the apartment. He ran to his jeep and hopped in. He put in the keys and started up his car. He took off toward the station. He punched it and hoped he wasn't too late.
Author's note: Sorry about it being so short. Please Read and Review! More chapters coming soon. And this is also my first fanfic.
The Beginning
Chapter One
His eyes slowly opened to the new site of his new apartment in Raccoon City. He wasn't quite used to it yet. He had just moved in and there were still boxes to be unpacked. He had recently had to move across town from an apartment he had been in for awhile because he had been transferred here after joining the STARS team a few months after he lost a job with the Air Force. He had a new job that was going to be an unfamiliar one. Recently his old friend, Barry Burton, got him to join some new police team in Raccoon City, The S.T.A.R.S. team.
He reluctantly got out of bed and looked at his clock. It was 8:30. He didn't want to be late to work. It would be his fourth day there. He had somewhat got to know everyone there last week and got his personal stuff there in order. He went into the bathroom and got a quick shower before he left.
After a short shower he got out and grabbed his toothbrush. He looked at himself in the mirror as he did. He was a young, well-built man who not only had to support himself but put his sister through college since their parents died awhile ago. He loved Claire and hoped she was enjoying college. He remembered he didn't have to pay for college, the Air Force did. But he was dishonorably a month ago. He felt no remorse for doing what he did though. He disobeyed a direct command and saved the lives of ten soldiers in his Special Forces squad.
He shook off his thoughts and washed his mouth out from the toothpaste and ran to his closet. He put on a white STARS t-shirt and then buttoned up a white collared shirt. After that he pulled on a pair of khakis and put on a belt. Then he snatched a black tie and put it on.
He rolled up the sleeves on his shirt since it was summer and hot. Then he went to his nightstand and put his badge on the front of his belt. Then he clipped his pistol holster onto the side of his belt. The holster also held one extra clip in it. He was carrying a Berretta M9. He was quite comfortable with one since he had used one in the Air Force the past couple of years. But this was a custom one Barry had made with the Mr. Kendo down at Kendo gun shop. Chris wanted to stop by there soon to check it out since he wanted to add to his gun collection.
But that was beside him now. He had to get to the station as soon as possible. He snatched his keys off the coffee table and headed to his car. He was going to have to skip breakfast for now.
He headed to the parking of the apartment. He ran to his jeep and hopped in. He put in the keys and started up his car. He took off toward the station. He punched it and hoped he wasn't too late.
Author's note: Sorry about it being so short. Please Read and Review! More chapters coming soon. And this is also my first fanfic.
