Book One:

Resident Evil: The Reaper of Darkness

Chapter 1

A Rude Awakening

Pain…without love

Pain…can't get enough

Pain…I like it rough

Cause I'd rather feel pain then nothing at all…

Jacob's eyes snapped open as his alarm went off. He put his hands behind his head and continued to listen to the song, which he particularly liked. As he sat he bobbed his head with the beat of the music. As he lay in bed listening to song after song, letting the sleep in his body leave him, the sun began to creep into his room through the shades. He was roused out of bed only by the nagging bark of his dog Scooter, letting him know he had to go bad. He rolled out of his bed, still to tired to think, and began to walk out of his room and upstairs. He plopped down on the couch and turned on the television as he waited for his dog to finish his business. He leaned back as his head slanted a little to the side as a show for a stand up comedian was starting. He had better get the dog before he missed any of it.

He let the dog in and after feeding him, returned to the couch to watch the comedian. He must have fallen asleep again because when he woke up it was 9:17 A.M, nearly an hour after he woke up. He got up and headed downstairs and jumped in the shower. His parents had gone off to Lincoln, NE for a few days which was a long 2 hour drive from his home in the little town of Tekamah NE. He had forgotten that until just recently. He didn't think well after sleep. He got out and walked to his room, no towel covering his body. He loved his body from head to toe. His muscles were even distributed among his 6'5 body frame, which was tall for his age of 15. He entered his room with Scooter at his heels as usual. He walked in to his closet and pulled on some baggy gym shorts over his underwear. He followed that by throwing on a sleeveless shirt followed by a black shirt with the words 'Property of Tiger Basketball' on it. He returned upstairs and looked at the list his mom had left him. He rolled his eyes and walked outside to get the mail. The garage door slid open as he walked to the end of the driveway and the mail. On his way back he heard the sound of sirens, followed by the horn of a fire truck.

"Humph. Wonder which one of the dumbass farmers set their field on fire this time." Jacob retorted to the sirens. As he walked back inside his neighbor yelled from across the street.

"Hey Jacob when you going to weights tonight?"

Jacob turned to see his neighbor and long time friend Ethan Warren standing at the bottom of his sloped driveway.

"I don't know yet. I'll call you later."

"Alright well don't forget."

Jacob just put his hand into the air to acknowledge Ethan before returning inside and plopping down on the couch for a nap.

There was a slight thud at the door and Jacob's eyes snapped open. He looked around to see that it was almost 11 o'clock. Another heavy thud, then another and another. Then there was shouting.

"Jacob it's Ethan. Let me in quick, something is going on."

Jacob rolled off the couch and got to his feet and made his was to the door only to see Ethan holding one of his hunting shotguns.

"Jesus what are you doing with that." He snapped at him, obviously mad that he had been awoken.

"Something is wrong. The phone lines are dead along with cell phones. Let's go downtown and see if anyone knows what's goin on." Ethan replied back nervously.

"Whatever lets just go. Got nothing better to do since you woke me up."

The duo jumped in the soon to be senior in high school's car and took off down their hill and towards Main Street.

The ride was mostly silent and Jacob continued to steal glances at the gun that lay between them. Ethan's voice ripped Jacob's eyes away from the gun and toward the street.

"Jesus what happened? It looks like a war zone."

The two sat in the stopped car at a four way intersection that a left or right turn would put them on Main Street. Ethan didn't make a move to leave the car. There was a small fire burning up to the right on a bush near the curb. Several small cars were either abandoned in the street or were wrecked. One car even laid on its hood. There was no sign of life on the street that usually bustled with the hicks that lived in this town.

"Look there's a car." Jacob shouted as he pointed off to the left as a car came up the street, clearly speeding. The car swerved into the turning lane and then into the wrong lane. It continued its pattern of its lane changes as it got closer. Neither spoke. The car swerved back into the wrong lane again but this time he lost control and jumped the curb only to be stopped by a street lamp cattycorner to where the car was stopped.

"SHIT!" They both screamed at almost the same time as they jumped out of the pickup and ran towards the crashed car. Ethan turned back to reach in and grab the hunting shotgun. Jacob was already yanking at the driver's side door.

"Damn thing won't open." He yelled frantically, noticing the man inside was moving slightly. He looked around in a panic and saw a chunk of cement. He ran over to it and grabbed it then ran back and smashed in the window. Ethan managed to get the passenger side door wrenched open. "Sir are you alright." Jacob asked realizing how stupid the question was.

"You…need…get…out…Zombies…."

"Ethan looked up with a worried look on his face. "He has to be hallucinating Jacob."

"National Guard…survivors…Blair…safe…." His head sagged and his chest didn't rise again.

"Oh my God. Ethan he's dead."

"Jesus." Ethan said as he dropped his head in grief as he leaned on the top of the car.

The dead man's eyes snapped open, and without any regard to the injury that should have been there he lunged at Ethan.

"Whoa!" He yelled as he slammed the door right as the man's head cleared it. He didn't move again. "What the hell, he was dead. Right?"

"Unnnngggghhhh."

They both turned to see three people limping towards them, one of which had no lower jaw. They cut them off from Ethan's pickup.

"What are you waiting for? Shoot 'em!"

"Are you kidding, I'm not gunna shoot a human."

They began to back away as two more appeared from around another corner.

"Nuh uh. These aren't human, not anymore at least."