RESIDENT EVIL:
Undead city
September 26th, 5:45
pm
Our
helicopter flew over the city, the city that has gone to sleep. The dead walk
in huge hordes down the streets eating the living. Umbrella, the large
pharmaceutical company has sent us into save civilians from this. Nothing much
was explained to us, But I don't know why a pharmaceutical company has sent us
in. The only thing that has been said to us is that there has been a spill, or
a chemical leak. But what is known now is that raccoon has been turn in to the
city of the dead. I have been running all over downtown, not founding many
people. This place is a death trap, the air is a consist smell of decay and
shit combined. Most of my men are dead already. I know some are still live, I
know am alive but I am alone.
Tyrell
sat up from the warehouse wall and throw the empty bottle of water across the
room. He leaves the small office and heads down the stairs, assault rifle in
one hand and the warehouse key in the other. He unlocks the door and heads out
into the infested streets once again, trying his hardest to found some
survivors of this mess. Moans come from a nearby alley, and three of the virus
carriers walk out, badly decayed. Tyrell raised his M4A1 up to his right eye
and took aim. Tyrell pulled the trigger and three rounds shot off. Parts of
brain and rotting skin flew back as the bullets tore through its skull. The
other two stumble towards Tyrell; he swung his assault rifle around and fires
into the stomach of the closest one. Dark crimson blood pours out of the wound,
not feeling the effects of the heavy rounds it walks on. It's rotting arms
reach out for Tyrell. He swings his assault rifle's butt into the dead face of
the zombie. It stumbles back and falls to the pavement. Tyrell presses his foot
down on its chest and aims his assault rifle at its head. A round went off
fulling the still night air with a new noise. The third one was already on
Tyrell as he turned around; its decaying smell hit him hard. Tyrell pulled the
trigger and the bullet found its mark; the zombie went down as fast as the shot
was fired. A sign of relief went over Tyrell as he proceeds down the street.
Passing by several cars piled up against each other. Tyrell's cold blue eyes
catch something strange in front of him, a undead corpse in the driver's seat
of a car. It was moving around; its decayed hands slammed against the front
window shield, trying it's best to get out, to get to him. Tyrell passed with
out a bother of the creature. Walking farther he saw something in the
distances, a blare of green and red, leaping through the air behind a pile of
cars. Tyrell raised his assault rifle, and took aim. A scream came from the
creature, a scream from something that is truly terrible. The creature jumped
on top of a rusted red station wagon; still blaring it's horrible song. It's
long claws scraped across the top of the car as it walk towards. Its' face was
badly decayed, with red tumors all over the top of its body. It seemed like one
of its eyes was blown out or fell out .The monster smelled horrible but what
didn't in this city. It bellowed one last time before it leaped off the top of
the car and landed in front of him. It's claws raised up, and Tyrell fires
several rounds into the creature's stomach. Patches of tough green skin tore
off and where replaced with wet blood. The hunter stumbled back as the NATO
rounds rip though it's stomach. The creature screamed wildly as its organs and
inteses spilled out in a bloody mess onto the street. Tyrell raised his rifle
and let one last round fire into the head of the creature, killing it.
Tyrell
walked on down the dark street, passing by a squad car with its lights and
sirens still going. He then noticed
that he was nearing the police station. The bodies of several cops and firemen
were scattered all around the area. Then he saw the large rust colored iron
gates that lead to the R.P.D building. The courtyard was empty unexcpt a couple
of crows that fluttered up as Tyrell walk through, cawing as the fly away in
dark backdrop of the night sky. Once inside he saw a young couple holding each
other." hey, it's not safe here. Head for the clock tower a rescue evac is
coming." "It's all umbrella's fault, my dad was a researcher for
umbrella. He told me that a man by the name of William birkin was murder there,
and this virus break out at their labs. There is no hope for any of us. " Says
the young girl. " Calm down, I am
here to save you ." says Tyrell with a cool calm voice. " Do you have a weapon?
" They turn their heads to each other and repeyed "No." Tyrell's
hand reaches into his holster and pulls out a small handgun and hands it to the
young man. He also gives him all the clips he had for it, six of them. "Go
to the clock tower north west part of the city. I will be there after I look around
here." The couple left back into the warm summer night, and Tyrell walked
over to the computer and checked the system it seemed that the front hall doors
were locked and some other doors throughout the station where as well. Tyrell
left the computer and walk into the office to the left of it. The place was
trashed; papers and blood littered the floor. A couple of dead bodies lied on
the ground as well, both dead. He
walked onto the fileing room, and proceeds into the hallway. A gun cocked and
Tyrell swung around with his rifle ready .A slim Asian woman, with a red
cocktail dress and a gun pointed to his head stood in front of him. " I
thought you were one of them. You know the ones that have taken over the city.
I am Ada Wong." the woman lowers the gun." the police station is not
a safe place Ada, head for the clock tower with me, evac is waiting
there." " What are you? Army? Or just some kind of nut? " She
interrupts. " I am with the umbrella biohazard countermeasure force sent
in to save civillins. But the mission has taken a turn for the worst and most
of the men are dead by now." Tyrell says around a low whisper. " Ha,
umbrella has sent in a military group to clean this disaster up. Leave me be, I
work for umbrella too, sent here to retrieve the g-virus. I have my own orders,
I vise you to get out of here as soon as you can." Ada's words shocked and
confused Tyrell. "G-virus? What the hell is the g-virus and why does umbrella
want it." The words repeated in Tyrell's mind as he made his way towards the
staircase. Upstairs a fat man walk back and forth down the hall and then turns
towards Tyrell. " I didn't know there was someone else alive besides, that
weird woman and that little brat sherry birkin." " Who are you?" asks Tyrell. "Nothing now, since umbrella's
doings have turned the city into a shit hole. I once was something; I was the
chief of police and now nothing! " The man screamed out in rage. Tyrell
back up some, looking confused as the chief turned on him. The strange man
looks Tyrell over. He spots the umbrella logo and his mouth drops open " What are you doing in the city, I
thought all the spies from umbrella were dead. I know why you are here, your
here to kill me .Yes, I understand now. Well, it seems that you are going to
die before I do! " One of windows shatters inward, the chief covered
himself from the shards with his arms, as a monster, bright red, with an
exposed brain flies at him. The chief was smashed against the wall as the
licker tackled him and his handgun went off in the stomach of the creature. It
let out little yelps as each bullet shot out of the barrel and into its
stomach. It collapses on top of him and
the chief pushed it off him. Tyrell run down the stairs, hearing the police chief
evil laugh behind him. He stops, forgetting that he gave his handgun to that
couple and he only has one more clip for the M4A1. He had to found other
weapon. He stopped off in the side office and found a dead cop lying there. He
was a zombie but he had been shot in the head, Tyrell search around his waist.
He found what he was looking for; the shape of a handgun could be felt under
his hand. Tyrell pulled it out, it was a berretta, a standard issue for the
r.p.d.he also found three more clips for it, Tyrell went on.
Outside
rain from above hit his face; it was cooling and relaxing to Tyrell as he run
through the empty street. Something leaped in front of him, a black two-headed
creature. Long fangs, four legs ending with sharp claws. It slowly moved around
to the left and let out a scream. A scream for blood, Tyrell raised his M4A1
and held down the trigger, the rounds ripped though the strange monster's
exoskeleton. Blood and other body parts fly off it, the creature lets out one
last scream and collapses on the ground. Tyrell reloads his rifle and go on
down the street. Tyrell could see the back of the clock tower as he neared the
hospital. A small group of zombies were bent over in the street eating some
fresh prey they just caught. Tyrell let rip with his rifle, the bullets tearing
though most of them. A female one let out a hugerful moan as she approached
him, and Tyrell shot a round between her eyes. She falls to the ground
backwards, letting off a groan as she hits the street below. The last three
closed in on him, he pushes the trigger on the gun. The bullets exit out the back of their rotting skulls, they go
down with moans of displesement. The emptiness of the assault rifle showed that
it was out of ammo, Tyrell throws it down and pulls out the berretta that he
got from the dead cop. He stops at a few cars blocking his way, he lifts
himself up on top of the hood of one. He jumps off and stops when he hears
shots coming from the hospital. Tyrell runs in with out hesitation; no one was
in the main lobby. So Tyrell decides to try the small office on the right.
After the small office he goes into the doctor's workplace. Inside the doctors
office, other u.b.c.s. Member was standing there. His eyes were turn from the
dead doctor on the floor to Tyrell with his handgun raised at him." yes,
it seems that another guinea pig has survivored," says the man with a Russia
accent. "What do you mean guinea pig? " " You are not a
supervisor are you? Then I will tell you the story. The real reason we were
sent in is that umbrella wanted battle data on the B.O.W.s We were never here
to resurce civilians just a cover up. And too bad you won't live to do anything
about that." the man raised his gun to Tyrell and fired two shots off and
escapes through the elevator. Intense pain goes through Tyrell's stomach and
shoulder as he hits the ground hard." damn it.... " Spouts Tyrell as
blood trinks down his bottom lip. He rises up and goes after the crazy white
haired man. Tyrell enters the last door of the hallway on the 4th floor.
Looking around for the crazy man that shot him, but there was no sign of him
anywhere. The door opened and closed and Tyrell didn't have time to turn around
before a sharp pain raged throughout his lower back. He falls to the ground
dropping his gun. He manages to crawl to a file cabinet to rest his back
against it. The man stood over him with his gun drawn. Tyrell saw the trigger
pulled two more times, the first bullet missed him .The second one hit him in
the gut again. Another u.b.c.s member rushed in, and began to talk to the crazy
man. Tyell couldn't understand the words but he know that they know each
other. "No more, umbrella can't own
everyone. Thought Tyrell. "No....more." whispered Tyrell as with his one free
hand he pulled out a grenade. He groans to cover the sound of the pin being
pulled and held it close to him. A flash of white goes over him and then
blackness. Tyrell now know that he was not able to make it out of a city of the
dead.
