TITLE: The Unknowns…
Written by: IrregularSega
Introduction…
This is a story of horror. Just like Resident Evil…but different.
The title for unknowns…you will see what the title means.
CHAPTER 1…
-The Beginning of a new Terror-
2006, is a time when a secret organization created a bio-organic life with over 20 different attribute cells that can create new life. But new life with the horror within, but in order to see the results of the Bio-organic life cells…they did a horrible thing to a city. Triford City! The city with the greatest amount of Resources like oil, food, plants and many more.
One day, a helicopter flew above the great crowed city and man wearing a brown leather jacket, black pants and sunglasses clanged onto the edge of the helicopter and faced down towards the city with an evil smile of his face.
The strong wind blew his hair wildly and took out a capsule a size of a pocket calculator. He opened the cover made of iron and cold air flew out swiftly.
The man turned the capsule upside down and a tiny red ball, which is a size of a marble, dropped out.
It had a tiny colour of black in the direct middle of the red ball. The glowing ball that looks like a lava lamp fell to the ground into the city.
The marble looking ball fell and hit right into the streets of Triford City and cracked into half..
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6 days later…
Through the dark city…
Thick mist grew around the streets and path of Triforce City. The wind that pass through could be heard through the echo and the emptiness of the city.
Broken cars, shattered glassed of shops, dirty paper…were all lying around the streets. No one in sight, no sound of any single life. No rats infesting the grounds, and not even a slight sounds of crickets cries.
At the entrance of the city connected to the highway, a dark figure heads through the mist. A figure with cold eyes, short black hair.
Everything he wore was black. His T-shirt, pants, shoes, a classic watch, and black gloves which covers only his fists and reveal his fingers. Last of all, he wore a long unbuttoned leather jacket that reached to his knee level.
The wind breezes heavily again and the heavy sound echoed through the empty streets…
The man walked into the streets looking around.
"Is this the city?" the Wanderer asked himself., as he looked around the dreary city. "How can the weapon I am looking for be here? In a place like this?"
The Wanderer walks down the path and came across a police station.
He was rather confused to what was going on, but thought, he might find something in the Trrford Police department.
He looked at the huge station and he walked up the stone-made stairs and entered the station.
As he entered the station, he views a huge hall with dim lights on the ceiling.
The hall was large and a brown circular counter rests on the middle of the main hall. The Wanderer walked deeper and saw no one in sight.
"Not even the police? This is pathetic." Whispered the Wanderer.
As he walked down the red carpet stairway and reached near the counter, he suddenly heard sounds of pots and pans falling onto the ground.
The Wanderer turned to his right and saw a wooden door where he thinks the sound came from.
He walked to the door and held the round shiny knob and turned it anti-clockwise direction.
As he opened the door, he came across the police department cafeteria. He saw blood everywhere. At that time, he heard a sound of munching. Like someone eating raw meat, and it was coming over from the kitchen. The long sets of table rows were all filled with plates and bowls. The spilled food was all splattered over the tables. As the Wanderer walked over the counter and past a stove filled with blood, the sound of the horrible munching grows louder. The Wanderer entered the double door in front of him and he pushed it silently. The horrible sound was definitely close by.
Pot and pans were dangling around the hooks on the ceiling like somebody just hit the cutlery.
The wanderer heard a voice of a man. Like he was being strangled or something. But the sound was far from being strangled. It's like he was being killed far more worse then what the Wanderer thought.
But he didn't really care.
Just then, he saw blood splitting into the wall behind a stove and the wanderer walked right to that spot.
To his horror, he saw a man in a chef clothing doing something to a struggling body on the floor.
The Wanderer walked closer and the chef turned his head, revealing cracked pale skin with no hair, white eyes and blood all over his mouths.
It was a chef EATING a police officer. Clamping it's jaw right into the neck of the dead police officer who turned out to be running from the chef a moment ago.
"What is the world!?" whispered the Wanderer.
The crazy human who ate the died man saw the Wanderer and started to get up, revealing it's body filled with blood on his white chef clothing.
It's hands were all rotten and the looks of the man was like he was completely decompose as parts of it's skin fell right off of the crazy chef in front of the wanderer's eyes.
"He's not a human!" thought the Wanderer.
The inhuman creature started to walk slowly towards the Wanderer, mourning loudly, hungry for fresh flesh…
As the Wanderer backed away, the inhuman beast walks closer.
What will he do???
To be Continued