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My first Fanfic, Many more to come.
Fanfic status as of now: -COMEPLETE-
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-:- The one and Only " Casi Muerto" -:-
Fanfic Began: 6.30.2005
"PLZ R&R"
-:-CHARACTERS & CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS-:-
Characters: "Fox" Rivera, Jorge Oliveira, Julian Waters
(-) also including various characters from the resident evil games, not
mentioning any names.
(-)Jorge Delgado- Age: 20, Male, (South American And Mexican Background), Shoulder Length Wavy Black hair, Dark Brown eyes.
An assistant at San Police department.
(-) "Fox" Santiago- Age:18, Female, (Costa Rican Background),Curly Brownish Black hair below shoulders, Light Green Eyes.
A troubled teen who appears in S.P.D. repeatedly for different crimes she commits.
(-)Julian Waters- Age:27, Male, (British and Italian Background), Short Light Brown Hair, Golden Eyes.
An Umbrella X officer.
-:- LOCATION -:-
San City. San City is located 10 miles south of the remains of Raccoon City.
"Umbrella X: Sent to Oblivion"
-:- CHAPTER 1 -:-
They roughly slammed the cuffs around my wrist. Hissing, i cursed at them repeatedly under my breath. I stared at the gold chain I took. Why did I take it this time? Man, I'm so stupid. "Alright, Foxy. Time to take you in, again."
I sighed. I let them throw me in the back of the patrol car, slamming the door loudly in my ear. I hissed again. I looked at the officer driving. He wasn't even an officer, "Hey, Jorge."
He smiled through the rear-view mirror, "Hey, Fox. Again and again, I always have to drive you don't I?"
I smiled back at him, "Yeah..."
"Don't talk to her you fag. Just drive."
I didn't like the other officer. I don't even know his name. Should I even know his name? What the hell, no one cares anyway. Jorge drove to S.P.D. and let me out of the car, "Move, Jorge." the other officer said.
"Look, you're a fucking newbie. Don't try to even put me down." Jorge said.
He grabbed my wrists hard and hissed angrily at Jorge, "At least I'm a real cop."
(That was mean), I thought. Yet still, I let him take me into the department. He literally dragged me down the hall to my average seat and left to give his report. (sigh, what to do now.) I looked around. It seemed a bit empty today. Not many cops roaming around, doing paper work. There were about 3 sitting at their desk, typing away. And maybe around 6 walking back and forth, grabbing a donut here and there. And in came Chief, the "main guy" here. He sat in front of me and laughed a little. All i gave him was a smirk. All I could give, what more could I give. I wasn't going to laugh. Then I'd look retarded. Or maybe I wouldn't, but that doesn't matter. "Fox. Third time this month. Why not pack your bags and move here, it might be easier." chief said.
I laughed, "I might as well. You know I love you guys. I just cant seem to stay away from you."
He laughed again, "Well, I don't know what to say about this one. Breaking in to someone's house, stealing a gold chain, hitting the owner in the head and running off. Not to mention you hit Officer Sarge in the head. He's upset about that. Got hit by a woman, makes him mad."
"O, Jeez." I said, laughing, "A woman! Is that all I am now a days."
Chief smiled, "No Fox. You're more than that."
He made me smile. He always had a way to make me smile. But his smile faded, "But Fox, you need to work on yourself. You're a great kid, just graduated from high school. Your grades weren't to bad. Why do you do this? I don't understand..."
He looked at the ground, "It's my business, Chief."
"As far as I see it, Fox, you are my business. You're either here for two reasons; either you committed a crime or you need help with boyfriend or family issues. Who was your last boyfriend again?"
"Jose." I said with a slightly airy voice.
"Right. now what did he do to you again?"
"Chief, please, just get to your point."
He sighed. "Look Fox. I love you, Kid. I do. But I'm going to have to lock you up. I dont mean to, but by god's name, you leave me no choice."
I sighed. (Damn it, I'm screwed.) I sat there while Chief stood up and un-cuffed me. "Sit still, I'll send someone for you."
"Alright." I said.
"I need a bathroom break, so I'll call your parents in five minutes."
I gave him a pleading look, "Please Chief. My dad would kill me. He thinks I'm at a friends house. Please don't call, I'll just stay till someone I know makes my bail."
"You know I need to call. I'm sorry."
With that he walked off. I sat and rubbed my wrists. I'm screwed, Dead Screwed. "Dad's going to kill me. He is, I know he is." i whispered to myself. Fighting back sudden tears, I stared at officer Sarge walk from the Chief's office, into the restroom. A hand fell on my shoulder, "You okay, Fox?"
I looked up, "O, Jorge, Its you. Yeah, I think I'm fine."
He pulled up a chair and sat next to me, "You know. I've been working for about 2 years. But you've been coming in here longer. I know it's a little ate to bring it up, but, why do you do it?"
I laughed, "God, Jorge. That's what you come to talk to me about?"
He laughs, "I guess not. I don't know. Come on now, Chief said to take you to a cell."
I lowered my head, (damn...), "I cant believe I'm being locked up.."
Jorge grabbed my arm and led me to the back cells, "Well, you went worse this time. You were always little things. Now you're being held for assault at the most. We have to hold you till we see if the guy you hit will press charges against you."
" I didn't mean to hit him though. He just scared the shit out of me. There was nothing I could do."
"Well, its ok. You'll get out soon enough."
He opened a cell and let me in. I stood as he closed the gate in front of me. I looked around the cell, sighed, and sat on the hard bed. "Fox, you want me to stay? I don't have to do anything."
I smiled, "I'd like that Jorge. I'd like that a lot."
