Resident Evil
"Devil's Plague"
Characters from Resident Evil
Alice, Carlos Olivera, Claire Redfield, Betty, Mikey, K-Mart, Chase, L.J and Otto
Characters I created
Jared Redfield, Alan Redfield,
Author's Note: So basically this story eventually ties into Resident Evil Extinction. However I started it off like any normal zombie outbreak with no mention of the Resident Evil cast. Alice will come along first and the story follows her for a bit. Eventually the cast will come into play but I will be changing scenarios and hide out places and I may take the story in a whole new direction.
Chapter 1: Stay Alive
My name is Jared Redfield. I had just enlisted into the army when the world turned on us. Military is my family's background. Even my sister Claire really gets into the guns and fighting. She's tough, someone you wouldn't want to mess with. My older brother Alan has been in the service for three years already. I've had about two weeks. He's a U.S. marine. My father was a pilot. But unfortunately I never really knew him and he was shot down in Vietnam. It sucked not having a father around and just having a mother telling you what to do with your life. She tried holding me back from the army, telling me she didn't want to risk losing all three of us. But that didn't stop me. So I went ahead and joined anyways. I hope my sister is still alive out there somewhere and hopefully I'll be able to meet up with her one day. That is, if I make it out of this war alive.
Three days. Three days of fighting one of the worst enemies we have ever had to fight. These are not like the enemies we fought in Iraq. I was at the front lines now, blasting away at the enemy. We classified them as Zombies, because that's what they are. Our very own worst nightmare. I have blasted away men, women, police officers and some of our own soldiers. Even children have come forward in an attempt to break our barricade. Our supplies have stopped coming in and with the life we have lost I'm sure we were close to a retreat. We would take the remaining positive humvees back to the base camp on the edge of the city. From there though we would most likely run back to the nearest base. Regroup and go back out.
I glanced over at our soldiers that were along the left side building firing away. They had a humvees there at the street corner covering all the angles. There were just too many zombies though. We'd blast away fifty of them and fifty more would come following. Just wave after wave of them. Then to my surprise I caught a glance of a crowd of zombies inside the building. The soldiers were unaware of there presence as they were firing away at the flock ahead of them.
"9:00!" I screamed over the gunfire at them.
No use, they couldn't hear me. The guy on the .50 beside me heard and took notice. The zombies though crashed through the glass and onto the soldiers. The guy on that .50 jumped down in shock. Then the guy beside me started firing in that direction. But he wasn't just taking out zombies, he was blasting through the soldiers there too.
"Hey, watch your fire!" I screamed up to him.
"They're dead! It doesn't matter!" He yelled back as he stopped to reload.
We resumed fire on the few hundred ahead of us. A runner came up and was gunned down before he could reach the barricade. Then I spotted them. There were probably 6 of them at the least. Dogs completely covered in blood. They cautiously approached through the front line of zombies. Everyone stopped firing for a moment to try and catch a glimpse of the dogs. That was a bad sign the zombies were just getting closer now. I was the first one who resumed firing, I targeted the lead dog and blasted his head off and blood splattered everywhere. Oops. The remaining dogs glanced at their leader dead on the street and then to my horror they all looked at me. Then they growled.
"Shit!" I cursed as they started running.
I signalled for the guy on the .50 to concentrate on the dogs but he ignored my request and continued firing on the crowd. I targeted the next dog but his speed was incredible and I couldn't get a clean headshot in. Other snipers gunned two of the other dogs down so that only left three. The one I shot quickly got back up on his feet. The guy on the .50 finally came to his senses and targeted the dogs, blasting them till there was pretty much nothing left. I shook my head in disbelief. I looked over at my Sargeant for instructions. I could see in his eyes he was confused. Wasn't sure what to do. Our ammo was getting low and our supplies stopped coming so that could only concur we could be run over from all flanks. He looked behind us and then back at the crowd approaching closer and closer. They were maybe a block away now. I stood there waiting for instructions. He blew a whistle.
"Retreat!" He yelled as long as he could.
There were three humvees available. So we all loaded up in the vehicles with a soldier on the .50 just in case. I got up on one, as there wasn't much room for space inside the vehicles with all the soldiers packed inside. I took one last look at the crowd of zombies and waved to them. The guy in the second humvee took a frag grenade and through it towards the crowd. I watched it land a couple inches in front. Nice throw bud, that ought to scare them. It exploded and maybe three or four zombies were infected by the blast. A couple lost their legs but it wasn't enough to stop them. What a waste of a perfectly good grenade, I thought to myself as we sped through the rubble towards the city limits.
The fence that was put up around the base out here was down. That wasn't a good sign. I'm surprised we didn't get any assaults from behind. No wonder why our supplies stopped. They were attacked here. It didn't look like there was any fighting as of late. No undead and no soldiers. We stopped the humvees and everyone started getting out. My Sergeant made his way back to us.
"Alright! Grab whatever ammo, weapons, food and other supplies to survive and hurry up and get back here! You three stay on those .50's and DO NOT get off!" Sargeant yelled.
"Hooah!" We all yelled and I watched them scramble away in small groups.
The guy on the second humvee turned around and looked at me.
"Hey man, what do we do now?" he asked.
"Stay on the .50," I replied casually.
"No I mean like, where do we go from here? There's got to be survivors still. But how do we get away from these things. Wherever we go they will just follow," he said.
"Don't worry about it. We just have to keep on the move and avoid major infected areas," I said back to him.
"Eventually we'll run out of gas dude!" The guy on the front humvee shouted back.
"Well then we walk," I muttered.
"Hey I know," a voice said from the ground. It was the sargeant.
"Why don't we build a space ship and fly to another planet," he said imitating our conversation.
Before anyone could speak there was gunfire. I looked to my right and pointed the .50 in that direction. A lone soldier came running out with no gun in his hand.
"Help me! Help Me!" he was screaming as he collided with the side of the humvee I was on. I stepped off the .50 for a moment and looked at him. He had a bite on his hand and it was bleeding like crazy. I pulled out my sidearm and put a bullet in his head.
"What the fuck you asshole!" a soldier screamed at me as he was going over to help him.
"He was infected moron. So far there is no cure but a bullet in the head," I said to him.
"He's right bro. We need to get out of here Sarge," the guy on the second humvee suggested.
"Okay, grab your gear and let's move out!" the Sarge instructed.
"Hooah!" the soldiers repeated. I got back on the .50 and pointed it in the direction the soldier had come from. We were down a few soldiers now so there was some room. As we left the base behind I saw a few of the zombies come out of one of the tents. Some were the soldiers that got infected and a few were civilians. The zombies who were most likely responsible for the attack. I thought about firing on them but then I figured I didn't want to be that guy on the second humvee wasting a grenade. We would need the ammo for serious situations. One of the soldiers in the front was a bit confused.
"Why aren't you shooting?" he asked me.
"We need the ammo. They are no threat to us!" I called back down to him.
We drove along the road and out of the city. Going absolutely nowhere.
2 months later
Like I predicted everything out there seemed dead. Everywhere we went there was destruction and death. We'd stop for a night of sleep after setting up a clear perimeter but during the night many different things occurred and we were starting to lose our convoy. It was wild dogs, coyotes, animals or zombies themselves. All were infected and we lose soldiers over the night. We can't stop anywhere for too long or they all seem to attract to us. A fire simply doesn't keep them away they aren't wild animals. They are attracted to the light.
We were down to two humvees at this point. We left the third one back at our last camp in tact just in case some survivors came by and needed a vehicle. We figured these zombies had no knowledge of our machinery and had no intent to use them. We were currently in Nevada. We just went past Las Vegas but figured it would be crawling with the zombies so we stayed away from it. The infection was now starting to spread around the world and other countries and armies were experiencing the same things. In a few years Earth will be a deserted wasteland. Rivers and lakes would all swell up. I'm sure the oceans would start shrinking away, which could be bad news. But by that time we would be long gone, I'm sure.
We came up to an abandoned motel. It had a gas station but before we even went towards it we stopped to observe the area.
"What do you say Sarge?" Colonel William Spike asked.
"Let's check it out," he said shortly after.
I stayed on the .50 while three soldiers started towards the motel. They went inside and we waited at the two humvees. Seemed like minutes went by before we anything happened. Then we heard a few gunshots. A good spread of them actually. Two soldiers came back out to us.
"What happened?" Sarge asked them.
"Five of those suckers in their sarge. They got Ty sarge. This shit is fucked up," one of the soldiers replied.
"Is it clear?" Sarge asked not mentioning Ty.
"Yeah Sarge, there's only one entrance. All the rooms are cleared so we can set up base camp and stay over night," the soldier replied.
"Alright, listen up! Set up and secure a perimeter around the motel. Set up cameras to cover the road and desert behind," the sarge ordered.
"Hooah!" we all replied back to him.
The drivers drove the humvees over to the front of the motel and backed them up against it with the .50's facing towards the road. Four other soldiers started setting up cameras. They set up two at the entrance to the highway showing both ways of transportation. Then the others were carried away towards the back of the motel. I started to climb down from the humvee to take a break and get some food and water.
"Sarge, having technical problems with the camera's, they aren't working," one of the soldiers said.
"Okay then, it's getting dark soon. I need two snipers posted on the roof over night. Colonel and I will relieve you at 0400," Sarge instructed.
"Rest of you get inside and get your heads down," he added.
I unfortunately was one of the two snipers. I grabbed an M40 sniper rifle from the supply case and some night vision goggles. My friend Rick Gibson climbed up onto the roof with me.
"This is great," I muttered as we sat down.
"This is what life is all about," Rick added.
I pulled out a photo from my pocket. It was a photo of my family on the day I first enlisted. My brother was fully suited with his rifle while my sister had her arm around me. My mom was the one who took the photo.
"They'll be fine bro," Rick said to me.
"Don't think my mom will be," I whispered.
"Ah, don't think like that bro. Your whole family is military material," he assured me.
I laughed at that. It was kind of true; I just didn't feel my mom was the strongest of the family. She lived in New York so I feared there would just be no escape for her there. Hours went by and the night just made us both sleepy. Rick was the first to fall asleep. I had to try and stay awake being on watch with no cameras but even I couldn't do it.
End of Chapter 1