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Resident evil: Survivor 4

PrologueDescions, Actions, Consquences, and Results

Factors that we must undertake in our everyday live. No matter what you do, or where you go, you can't escape them. From the moment you wake up, you do your shit, and go back to sleep. Then you wake up and do it all again. I've leanered this valuable lesson. For it's been burned into my retina. Burrowed down deep inside where it will live with me till the day I die.

I learned these when I went into the Spencer Estate, so many years ago…

Decisions: I made the descion with some friend's to enter the woods of Raccoon Forrest, to solve the case of the cannibalistic murders, and become the cities heroes. There would be a parade for us, we'd say some boring speech, then receive medals for our bravery.

Actions: We followed through with this using the action of sneaking off from our parents homes. We went through with action by stetling down in the forrest and partying the night away until we couldent party anymore.

Consequnces??: Simple. I got to sit aside and watch as my best friend's died all around me. One by one, they were taken, while I viewed in horror. I was punished for my foolishness by not being able to save anyone. I was weak, helpless………pathetic…

Results: The results?? Apart from two others, everyone I cared about had died. I was a survivor, and so were my friends. We had learned the truth about Umbrella Coropration. The most powerful pharmetucial company on the planet…was expermitning in illegal biological weapons, or B.O.W.

You see when you stare down death itself and you cheat the grim reaper, your life changes forever. Do it more then once, and you go down a dangerous path. You think to yourself: why me?! Why me and not the others?!? WHY WAS I SPARED FOR GODSAKE!?!? You were lucky, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. You gripe to yourself that: I never asked for this!! I nevere asked for Raccoon City to become a nightmare for the living dead!! I never asked to become part Hunter!! And I certainly never asked to fight again'st super natural beings!!!

A little bit about myself, I'm twenty two years old. I have jet black hair (once dark brown), cut short and neat. I have aqua colored eye's (formerly brown), that will occasionly shift to a sickly yellow. I'm a tall young man, at a high 6,2. I weigh about 190 lbs, so I'm neither skinny, nor fat. I have tanned skin, which suprislinly never changed over the past 6 years. My skill's in martial art's have expanded over the past six years. I've trained and honed both my body and soul, up to the point where I belive I could fight Bruce Lee and win!! I know Tae Kwon Doe, Kung Fu, Wu Shuu, Karate, Kick Boxing, Thai Kick Boxing, Akido, Brazillian Jujstu, Kendo, Jujistu, Jeet Kune Doe, and Tang Soo Do. My skill's in firearms have increased dramatically over the years.

Whilst I prefer hand to hand combat, I must train in all aspects so I've practiced with as many firearm's I could master. My own personal weapon, the Colt .M1911, with customized aspects, such as it could hold 14 rounds compared to the previous 7. It had a silencer, and sniper scoope that I designed for it. It used .45 ACP rounds, it's firepower was increased. It's one, powerful sonvabitch…

My history as of now…

In 1998, I was a sixteen year old carefree boy, with dreams about going on adventures and becoming a hero. Yeah, I'm a hero now……a tragic hero… Anyway, the murders of Raccoon City in July was escalating to an alarming rate, and the RPD was having difficulty catching the cannablaistic cult behind all this. So, ignorant as I was, I came up with a plan with my best friebds to solve the case ourselves.

Sneaking into the forrest the night of the 24th, we settled down to party as we were going to explore the forrest the next day. We never made it through the night as one of Umbrella's accidental B.O.W.'s, the dogs, got loose and killed two of my friends immeditaly. Running like hell, we fled into the mansion, where even more horrors awaited us!!

Seperated and terrified, I bucked up, and began my search for my friends. As I made my way through the mansion, I discovered the S.T.A.R.S., Raccoon Cities elite and finest. At first, they denied our help, but saw reason when they realized we had a common goal: find our alies and escape!!

Even with the S.T.A.R.S., it was a fucking nightmare. Making it into the mansion's underground lab, we discorved that the leader of the S.T.A.R.S., Albert Wesker, was double agent. Fortuanly, he got his when his own creation murderd him in cold blood. There was no time to relax though, as the mansion's self-destruct system had been activated. Fighting against the Tyrant in another round, we escaped with seconds to spare. Out of all ten of us that entered the mansion, only myself, Joe, and Tom were left. The rest had died like this:

Kevin and Mike had been mauled to death by the dogs. Mike had gone off to take a piss, but had been killed in the middle of it. During the dogs chasing us, Kevin tripped over a tree root, and was killed.

Rob's brains had been eaten out by a zombie!! I'm not sure how, but when I discovered him, he was already dead…

Alex died from his severe wounds. Joe had found him barley breathing. He was unable to do anything to help, as Alex died right in front of him. When I went to find him later, he revived as a zombie, and I had to kill him…

Matt had been murderd by Lisa Trevor. Joe and Barry Burton had found him in a hysterical fit, backing away from her, shooting her with machine guns that proved ineffective. She silenced him by slamming her cuffed hand's into his face, casuing it to explode…

Sean……that jerk…He sacarficed himself to save my life. Chris and I discovered him in the Aqua chamber underneath the cabins. The B.O.W. Neptune would have devoured me, but Sean pushed me out of the way and was killed himself.

John had been devoured by Plant 442, but was spat out after Joe killed it. He was already half dead, so he put an end to his suffering with a bullet to the brain…

We escaped back to the city, and no one belived us about Umbrella conspiarying against us all!! Those damn fools!! If only they had listened…it made no difference. It was their own fault for to listening to me…

Dropping out of high school, I hardly talked to my father afterwards, as he did'nt belive me either. I couldent trust anyone in the city now…cept for Joe, Tom, and Jill…They helped me through for the next two months.

However, when it hit late September, the nightmare continued. As for methods I don't know how, the T-Virus had been unleashed upon the city, and hell on earth began. I was in Jacks's Bar when it happened, and already I had problems: Tom died immediately at the beginning, Jill was missing, my father was missing, we were being chased!! Fighting through multiple parts of the city, whilst also meeting Dustin Raymond and Luke Shock, a soldier for the UBCS, and an agent from the USFU, we escaped the city, and went our sepearte ways…My father had died though, so I was alone…I did'nt escape unscratched either. Whilst in the city, a mutated Hunter clawed me and infected me with the Hunter Virus, changing my DNA. It awoke something within me…

Before continuing, I must explain. Over the next few months, something would immerse from my being. Whilst I was on Rockfort island, trying to escape with Claire Redfield and Steve Burnside, a new part of me woke up. Violent, Angry…Hateful…I had gained an alternate ego, named ZETA!! My hunter self. It gave me power!! Strength, Speed, Agility, Intellegence and Endurance, everything!!! Almost at the cost of my humanity, I gained the ability to transform into a Hunter, whilst keeping my consciouness…

Anyway, I escaped from that nightmare, but Wesker had an apprentice, name Micheal Young, and I still couldent locate Joe…Three times I went through those nightmares.

It was'nt over for me, not by a long shot!! Over the next six years, I would become involved with……demons, and more zombies. Here, let me list the bullshit I had to put up with:

In 1999, I went to Silent Hill and met Harry Mason, who was searching for his daughter Cheryl. Searching the town, and meeting many strange people, while fighting demons and monsters, we discovered that Cheryl was apart of some ceremony that this crazy cult had worshiped their god, Samuael. While their, we met a normal nurse, named Lisa. We could only meet her though whenever we went to the alternate world. Near the ned, she discovered that she was just another monster, and that broke my heart. Because she was so kind and caring. Despite her pleas, we left her … Killing their god, saving his daughter, Cybil the cop, and stopping the cult from taking control, we escaped the town. Harry went off to raise his adopted daughter once more, whilst Cybil would return to her duty as a cop.

In 2001, I had a feeling the nightmare that I experienced in Silent Hill wasn't over. Returning to the town, I assited Jame's Sunderland in putting his personal demons to rest. Going through the town once more to discover what happened to his supposedly dead wife, we met a look a like of his wife named Maria, and a sinister punisher of guilt named Pyramid Head… Fighting past the monsters, whilst dealing with the other crazy people their, and meeting this annoying brat named Laura, we discovered to a horrfyign truth that Jame's wife Mary did'nt die from a disease three years ago: HE had killed his wife!! Despite this knowledge, I stuck with him and helped him confront his demons as he defeated them, putting an end to Pyramid Head. Near the end, we found out that Maria, who had died multiple times, only to come back and try and confuse us, was a demon herself, sent to fool James. Not needing her anymore, James rebuked, telling her it was over. Maria did'nt seem to agree as she transformed into a she bitch demon. Killing her, Jame's was somehow reunited with his wife. He begged for her forgivness, telling her why he did it, because she was making him suffer just as much as she did. She forgave him, and asked for him to go on with his life while promising to take care of Laura. He went off to adopt her while I bid farewell to them…

In 2002, whilst continuning my job in STARS, I rented an apartment in South Ashfield Height.I did'nt keep it for long though…Befriending Henry Townshend, I satyed the nihgt in his apartment since I had just gotten home from work, and was too damn tired to go to my own apartment. Waking up, we found the front door was bolted shut from the inside, with several dead locks, and chains. That was'nt all. The windows were sealed shut, and hard as hell (I punched them as hard as I could and did'nt leave a dent) the phone did'nt work, the TV did'nt work, the radio did'nt work, hell we couldent get anyone to hear us when he screamed for help!! For five days we were trapped inside Henry's apartment, until on the sixth day, a giant hole appeared in his bathroom. Climing into it, we ended up in a Silent Hill like world… Coming across others who were also trapped, they would always's end up getting killed, by horrifying measures.. Eilen Galvin, Henry's next door neighbor was one of the lucky ones as she barley escaped getting killed… Later, as we trid to protect Eilen, whie making our way through the alternative worlds, we discovered that we were being stalked by a supposedly dead searil killer, named Walter Sullivan… He was maing this ritual called the 22 Sacarments, where he was supposed to sacarfice twenty two people in order to reicve what he wanted!! Henry and I were intened to be the last ones, and he almost killed Eileen. However, in a final battle, we stopped his plan's and killed him… Henry and I did'nt return to our apartments for awhile after what we went though. I stayed their for awhile longer before moving out, and saying goodbye to Henry and Eileen…

In 2003……

The most happened to me at that time!!

First, in Febuary, rumors had been spread of a new B.O.W. that was being worked on in a secret facility in Russia. Although I was on duty ast the time, when Chris asked me to come check it out, I agreed. Getting inside a chopper filled with special trained forces, we heade off towards Russia. Inside our chopper, along with Chris and Jill, was a few other raccoon city survivors. Some guy named Kevin, with his wife Cindy. Both were talking about some people named David, Yoko, Alyssa and Jim…whoever the hell they were. Anyway, we arrived at the base, landed and jumped into action. I stuck with Chris and Jill, while Kevin and Cindy led another team. Fighting are way threw the outerside of the base, and finishing off a small army of Hunters, we made our way underground. Underground was'nt anybetter as most of the security system was still active, figured for an "abandonded base"… Nearly avoiding getting our heads chopped off by lasers, we made it to the main arean!! Well…at least Chris and Jill did, I stayed behind to fight Micheal, who had apparently followed us. It was my chance to kick his ass for last time…and boy was it a tough fight!! Wesker must have put him on something, because he was moving as fast as hell!! Anyway to make a long story short, neither of us won, Chris and Jill blew up the monster called TALOS, and we escaped.

Three months later, I had heard rumors about this kid, Jim Foster, who had been on that boating incident and had been captured by Weskre, but escaped through the help of HUNK. HUNK?!? The prick who had captured me back at Rockfort?! Weird. Anyway, I told him about how I needed his help and how we were going to attack a major part of Umbrella's main competitor at the time, B.E.T.A. We had to spilt up during our mission and Dustin had turned traitor because Wesker had blackmailed him. Luckly, he turned back and helped us. We forgave him afterwards. After that mess, Jim and his sister calimed that did'nt want anything else to do with Umbrella, and left back home to the states with their friends Billy and Stacy. Lucky kids, wish I could give up on this life…

Two months later, I finally had lost it. My sanity snapped. Hearing about something going on up in Willamete, Colorado (Dead Rising) I headed up their. Im not even gonna bother with the details of that!! So many zombies!! All because of BETA!! Their just as bad as Umbrella!! Anyway, I'll never forget what happened right after I got away back to Florida. I opened the front door to my home, stepped inside, closed the door and dropped my stuff. Slowly, I began to snicker. That snickereing turned into chuckling. That chuckling turned laughter, and finally that laughter turned into a hysterical fit. I collapsed to the floor of my home laughing. I was the funniest man on earth. All the death, all the horror I had experienced just struck with me indescribable humor!! I laughed until my sides hurt and yet I still continued to laugh!! I had finally gone insane!!

It was that little incident that got me fired the Florida STARS when some of my fellow officers happned to be passing by. Put into an insatution for a good, 4 months I recovered slowly, but surely. After I was back to normal, I had changed. Being locked away for 4 months and going through everything I went through, I realized how weak I truly was. I couldent allow my nerves to get the best of me ever again, not like last time. So in order to dstance myself from the person I once was, I changed my hair color, eye color, my name and occupation. I am no longer a member of STARS. I am now a renegade mercenary: The Twilight Reaper.

The year is now 2004.

As a freelance mercenary, I accepted jobs from both sides of conflicts. Weather I did some work for the government, or for the mob, it did'nt matter. As long as they payed well. In such a short time, I've become well known. I've either hunted men down, or retrieved priceless artifacts for business men. As the Twilight Reaper, I brought fear towards wanted men. Known for my cold, effective way's of finishing the job, the Black Ops division of the government called me in a few times to kill some corrupted men within the government, as they demanded perfection. When I did some part time for the mob, I would either have to kill traitors, or deliver something. I've stabbed, shot, broken men's necks, strangled them, beat them to death, and blown them away. I'm almost a one man army…

Umbrella was finally finished. Despite them hiring the best corrupted lawyers and false witness's money could buy, it proved useless to all the evidence that was retrieved back in Russia. Umbrella's stock prices crashed, and a worldwide man hunt was conducted to search for Ozwell E. Spencer, the president of Umbrella. I wish to find him so I can kill him myself. He's ruined my life!! It's only right that I return all the grief he and his damn company caused me. I have'nt spoken to the other survivors in awhile now. No doubt they heard about my breakdown…perhaps it was for the best. That I stay away, so I don't bring up anymore bad memorys.

However, it soon became August, and I had'nt recived any jobs in awhile. So when I recived a call from the President, I accepted. Apparently his daughter had been kidnapped by some cult in a rural part of eastern Europe. My skills would be put to the test once more, however, I would'nt be battleing zombies this time…

I am Drew O'Connor no more. My name is Keith Taylor's…and this is my story…

Main Characters: (As of now)

Keith "The Reaper" Taylor's: Age 22: Formerly Drew O'Connor, and STARS member, this young man has the most experience in any T-Virus, or supernatural related incident. No longer the care-free teenager that he was back in Raccoon City, he has become cold, dark, and cynical. Possibly from his experiences in T-Virus incidents. Known as the Twilight Reaper, he is a fearless mercenary with years of experience in both martial arts and gun play. Possesing Hunter releated powers, and an altnerate ego named ZETA, he barley feels human anymore…

Leon Scott Kennedy: Age 27: Once a member of the Raccoon Police Department, he is a survivor of Raccoon City, and has changed a great deal of the past six years. Now working form the government, he has become a top notch agent working directly under the president. Whils the prefers to work alone, he is secertlg glad that someone from Raccoon City was being sent in to back him up. He must survive the horror in order to rescue the president's daughter…

Ashley Grahams: Age 20: The daughter of the President of the United States of America, this young girl is an ordinary late adolescent caught up in this nightmare. Kidnapped from her home as she was heading back to Massachuttes, her location was unknown for some time, but recently, she was rumored to being held captive in a village in Europe…

Let the games once again…begin

There's the intro to Survivor 4. Hopefully it will interst people who will leave reviews…peter. Anyway, I will update soon. Also for those wondering, just to let you know, this is all original. I came up with the Survivor series, so anyone saying I'm copying someone else is wrong. In order to continue, I require revews though. Hopefully, this story will keep you busy. Thanks Airforce2009, Miracle Viguy38, and others for previous stories. This one's for you guys!!

RESIDENT EVIL!!