This project is mostly for experimental purposes to see if I can write a decent, point-of-view story. But I hope you enjoy it as well so please read and review.

I don't own Resident Evil or Kingdom Hearts. But I'm saving up for both…I currently have $17.89! So close! XD

I looked up at saw all that my blurry vision would allow. The large shadow creeping closer and closer to me. The police girl, not far form me, laid there unconscious. I could feel the heat of the flames dancing around us. The blood from my opened wound pooled on the cold cement. The shadow finally arrives and grabs me by the collar. I'm lifted into the air and watch as my limp body sways. Death is surly here…

Sorry let me start over…It was September 26, 1998. That's when it all started...It was the end of my life, and the start of…

Ark One: First Nightmare 1

The city seemed too quite. It gave an eerie chill that ran down my spine. Everywhere I looked there didn't seem to be a single soul. The dark streets where lit by dull lamps. Newspapers and other trash cluttered the sidewalks. The street I was walking on was suddenly blocked off. A turned over fire truck, ironically on fire it's self, blocked my path.

What the hell happened here?

I remembered the news broad cast from the other day. Raccoon City now under quarantine! The headlines all said. But no reporter gave any details. All I know is that the shit really hit the fan with this trashy looking city.

Your probably wondering, what the hell I'm doing here, right? Why go walking into a piece of crap city like this? Well, it's simple really. I couldn't leave him here. After hearing the news I tried to reach his cell. No answer. Maybe he had gotten out sure, but why not accept my calls. The reporters did say one thing that got under my skin. That under no circumstances should anyone in anyway contact friends or family. Hearing that, I could only to assume the worst. But, I know him better then anyone. He's a fighter. He has to be alive in this hellish city.

I look to my left and see an alleyway. It's narrow and dark. My better instinct told me not to go, but there was no other way. The alley was far dirtier then the street was. As I passed farther and farther down, I noticed a foul smell. Finally, I see a human form. And I also find the source of the stench. On the side of the wall was a dead body.

"Aww! Fuck!" I said. I began to inspect the body. The man had a huge piece of his shoulder missing. His right arm was barely hanging on. The shoulder looked as if it had been chewed on. I close my eyes and begin to walk on. "The fuck is up with this town?"

I hear moans coming from behind me. I turn and see the corpse I had just pass by crawling towards me. I couldn't believe what I saw. The man reached for me with his one good arm, but I kicked it away. I moved faster and kept my distance.

How the-! How is a dead man chasing me!

As I find myself farther in the alley, I notice more and more corpses along the path. Some still on the ground and some standing.

"What the hell is going on!" I yelled. I found myself surrounded by about ten of those dead men. Four of them behind me, and six in front. I was sure that I was a goner.

"Get down!" I heard.

I follow the mysterious order and suddenly an eruption of gunfire fills the air. The dead men grunt and groan as they fall to the ground. I slowly stand and look at my surroundings. Each of the dead men's brains where blown all over the alleyway. I fight back the urge to barf. I then turn to the source of the gunfire. A tall man with long brown hair stands a few meters away. He had dark shades on even though it was night. He wore a badass long coat, with what looks like a military uniform on underneath. The man carries a Ingram M-11 sub-machine gun, in his right hand. He reloads his gun and looks at me.

"Well you ok?" He asks. I nod.

"Fine…" I tell him.

"Didn't think I'd find a survivor out here…" he says to himself. "Get going kid…if you're lucky, you can get out of this city while you still can." He jolts and places his left hand to his ear. "…yes…Sorry…I know, but the infected where in my way as well…the civilian was just lucky that I needed through…"

"Wha-!" I started to say.

"Rodger continuing mission." He says. The man walks past me, and the dead bodies.

"Hey you! Buddy!" I call out. "You want to tell me what the hell that was!" He ignores my voice. "Hey!" I yell while chasing him down the alley.

"Get out of here kid, incase you haven't noticed its dangerous here." He says.

"I have my reasons for coming to this place. I don't care if there are a hundred of those things." I tell him.

"You came here after the outbreak? What a dumbass…fine waste the second chance I just gave you and get yourself killed. I'm not saving you again…" He puts his hand to his ear again. "…It's the civilian he's following me now."

Is he a nut? No wait…

I see a devise just inside of his ear.

"Like I'd leave the guy with a gun…" I smarted off. The man pulls a gun from his side and points the barrel on my temple. I tense up as I feel the cold gun placed against my skin. The man laughs to himself as he spins the gun around and hands it to me. It was a Browning HP.

"Here then…" he said. "I picked this up in an abandoned patrol car." I take a hold of the gun. "If you're that determined to go farther in, then you'll need that." He extends his left hand away and a grappling hook shoots out from his sleeve. The man is pulled to the top of a building.

"H-Hey! Your just gonna leave me here!" I shouted.

"I have my own concerns and none involve you." He told me as he got to his feet. "A tip for you kid. Headshots are best when dealing with them." And with that he was gone.

I look at the Browning. It was in good condition. I pull out the magazine. Thirteen rounds. That was all!

Asshole could have at least given me a second clip.

I reload, and prepare for whatever's ahead. The alley finally opens up into a street again. I'm relieved that I didn't run into one of those monsters again. I can't afford to waste any ammo. I continue on still ready to shoot if I have to. I come across another zombie. This time a woman. I look on and feel myself about to lose my lunch. The thing was eating what was left of a child. Could it have been her own? I don't think I want to know. It didn't notice my presence. I probably won't get another chance to practice using this gun. Sick and disturbed by this site, I take aim.

Bang

She lay next to the child, her brains spread across the pavement. The child's torso is nearly a hollow shell. I can hold it in no longer. Vomit spews out and onto the street. I had never used a gun to kill someone. No…they are not humans anymore. After catching my breath, I move on.

I walk on in a cold sweat. There had been no monsters around me since the woman. I began to wonder how many could be left alive. Was it only that man from before and I? I had to find him…

Where could he be? Wait! The college! He's got to be there!

Too bad I had no idea where the college was. I snap back and realize that the street has five more of them walking about. I raise the Browning and fire. Three are down. I move to the left and take aim to kill the last two. I see nine more coming around the corner.

Fuck!

I take one more shot. And one more body falls to the ground. I turn around and see seven more to my right. I take out two more. Three more now on my left. I'm surrounded once again. Eighteen of them all around and me with only six rounds left. I was about to try and take out a few and make an opening, when a shot erupted from nowhere and took out one of them. The sound came from a building to my left. Three more shots fire. An opening forms. I don't know who was firing, but whomever it was I owed big time. Together, he and I take out the remaining zombies. Now I was out of bullets. I moved to the building.

"Excuse me…" I say. "Who ever you are thank you! I'm really grateful! I just got to this city and I don't know what exactly what's going on! I'm also out of ammo! If it's ok, may I come in?"

I wait for answer. A moment's time a woman emerges from the building. She was no more then a year or two older then I. She had blue hair and eyes, as well as a noticeable bust. Her uniform showed that she was in law enforcement. A member of the city's S.W.A.T. team, most likely. In her hands is a Heckler & Koch VP70 and on her side was a MP5 sub-machine gun.

"Well come on in…" She said. I walked inside. She was not alone. Six others where inside as well. Three boys my age, an older girl, an older man, and a child.

"Is this it…?" I asked. The police girl nodded. "Thank you again for the help…"

"Yo man, you said you just got into town, right?" One of the boys asked. His hair was jet black and spiky. "How did you pull that off? Didn't the government seal the city off?"

"I looked all around the city, for a break in the blockade. I was lucky since they where still getting things together a couple miles away from here." I told them.

"Can you lead us back there!" the old man asked.

"I'm sorry but I got all turned around, and I've run into a lot of those things out there." I told them. "I'm not sure I could get you there safely, even if I could take you back there."

"I doubt that that hole in the blockade would even still be there if we made it back." The police girl said. "Any soldiers that catch us trying to escape will probably shoot us down on site."

"Even if we aren't zombies! Geeze!" The red head boy exclaimed.

"The threat of this "disease" is to great to allow it to spread." She told them. She looked at me. "Now about you why in god's name would someone want in here?"

"…I came here to find someone…" I told her. "I didn't know that this was the state of the city. Can one of you please explain things to me? What the hell happened here?"

"…I only know what I know from second hand information, and reports." She told me.

It was then I learned of the S.T.A.R.S. mission to the Arklsy Research Facility. The police girl had herself read the reports, and at first couldn't believe it. The S.T.A.R.S members had discovered that the pharmaceutical company, Umbrella, had conducted experiments to manufacture biological weapons. Since the surviving members of S.T.A.R.S had no proof of what had happened, their stories couldn't be confirmed. But the infection caused by this "T-virus" had already begun to spread to the city. Earlier today she, as a member as the newly formed SWAT, did her best to defend the barricade. However, as her fellow operatives began to drop like flies, she soon found herself struggling to survive in the streets. She found a few survivors and had remained here with them the reminder of the night. I wrap my mind over this information.

"I'm going back out there…" I told them.

"But, that be suicide!" a blue haired boy says. "Who ever you came here to find is most likely dead."

"Hey Isa! Don't be so-!" the red haired boy started.

"Hey I can't help it if he refuses to except reality." The blue haired boy added.

"Look I don't care if you think I'm nuts. I'm still going to go. The thing is…I don't know my way around. And as of now I'm out of ammo." I told them. "If you could spare a clip of ammunition and point the way I need to go, I'll be fine."

"Sorry to say, but we're not at liberty to hand over ammo here." The police girl told me. "But if you scratch our back, we'll scratch yours." She motioned me to follow her with the finger. I followed and she handed me a box of ammo, 15 rounds. "There's this gun shop not to far from here. I was about to go off and see if I could find some more weapons and ammunition there for us. But, I could use and extra pair of eyes to watch my back. If you come with me there is a chance of use getting a hold of enough ammo that you can have your fair share."

"If it hasn't already been pillaged." I reminded her.

"It's a chance I'm willing to take." She said. "We need more fire power if we want to get out of here…"

I thought for a moment. I may have no reason to help these people, but I myself need more ammunition. With nothing I'd be dead in a matter of minutes. This mutual partnership could be for the best.

"Alright…you got a deal, umm…" I started.

"Aqua…" She said as she offered me her hand. I took her hand with my own.

"Ventus." I told her.

Aqua lead me to the back exit of the building. It was just going to be her and I. The other girl stood near the door ready to close it off after we leave.

"Once we head out we'll head non-stop for the Kendo Gun Shop." She said. "Be ready, who knows what we'll find."

I looked away. On the wall was a working clock. As I looked on it turned to twelve midnight. September 27, 1998. I took a deep breath.

"Let's Go!" I said as we charged out the door.

I didn't know it then but this city was now over run with zombies. With a hand full of lucky, or maybe unlucky, survivors. This was how it had begun. It was the end of my life, and the start of my greatest nightmare.