Sonic Evil 3
Chapter 1 – Return to the Nightmare
It all began as an ordinary day in September,
An ordinary day in Raccoon City,
A city controlled by umbrella…
No one dared to impose them,
And that lack of strength would untimely lead to their destruction
I suppose they had to suffer the consequences of their actions
But there would be no forgiveness
If only they'd had the courage to fight?
It's true that once the wheels of justice begin to turn nothing can stop them
Nothing…
It was Raccoon City's last chance
And my last chance
My last escape…
Two months had passed since the events that had occurred within the Arklay Mansion, one that had forever changed the life of Amy Valentine and that of her other S.T.A.R.S. comrades. Amy thought that they had eradicated and survived the horrors that lay within the mansion but soon discovered that it had been for nothing as the virus had spread into the city and she was once again dropped right into the middle of another fight for survival in the nightmare that was Raccoon City. With the affairs at the mansion behind them, Amy, Sonic, Knuckles and Cosmo had tried to clarify exactly what they had witnessed and experienced however there was skepticism among those within the Police department, none more so than the chief of police himself. He somehow had it in his mind that they had concocted the whole story in order to gain publicity that was until the virus escape and turned the peaceful and tranquil little town into a nightmare.
Sonic had decided to leave on his own accord, he had his own mission in mind, one that would see the downfall of Umbrella, Amy would have followed Sonic in his mission only she felt the need to remain in the city and play her part there. As for Knuckles and Cosmo, no one knew what had happened to them except for Sonic and Amy who knew they'd had left Raccoon City with the same determination to see an end of the Umbrella Corporation. Amy sat alone in her apartment, what had been an ordinary day since resigning from S.T.A.R.S had turned dreadful, swapping her trademark blue S.T.A.R.S uniform she wore a simple blue tube top, a short black skirt, a long sleeved white jumper tied around her waist with a pair of brown knee length boots.
Before leaving she equipped herself with her M92F Custom hand gun; ready for whatever laid in wait outside, before leaving she turned said a final farewell to what was her beloved apartment. Knowing that she'd never see it again she felt a wave of sadness at the thought of having to leave behind her home and everything that she was familiar with but she had no other choice if she was to survive this ordeal.
Cautiously she stepped into the hallway, keeping a steady hand on her gun and a keen eye open for any danger that would come at her.
Walking along the familiar corridors she couldn't help but glance at the abandoned apartments, clear signs of scattered, discarded and broken materials lay about with shattered shards of wood and glass that crunched underfoot. Splashes of blood from innocent victims painted the floors and walls in a vibrant hue of red, the aroma of smoke began to fill her senses as her sensitive ears picked up on the distinct sound of burning flames. She made a break for the emergency stairwell in an effort to escape the building, black smoke began to descend from the floors above and without a second thought she ran towards the bottom floor.
The door to the ground floor was shut, Amy lent against it and pressed her ear to it, behind the door she heard the sound of moaning and flickering flames, this was her only chance to escape regardless of what lay behind the door and she'd rather not be burnt to a crisp. With one swift kick to the door, it swung wide open, Amy ran towards the exit but not without dodging burning debris and one or two zombies that lunged in an attempt to ensnare her. She was almost out when the entire building was engulfed by the flames, Amy somersaulted through the side entrance doors as they exploded outward from the intense heat of the flames. Finding herself in the alleyway she followed the path until she couldn't go any further and hopped over a trash bin that blocked the path.
The street seemed devoid of any life, but just as quick as she'd climbed over the bind she'd slowly became surrounded by the undead, they came at her from both sides and with nowhere else to run she was forcibly backed up into a door. Amy' felt her heart pounding in her chest out of fear that she'd be their next meal as she tried to open the door but with no luck as it wouldn't budge. But she wasn't just going to lay down and die as she slammed her shoulder into the door to force it open until it finally gave way and swung wide open… backing away from the zombies she turned sharply and bolted away until she found herself within a large warehouse with the main door securely shut from the angers outside.
September 28th Daylight…
The monsters have overtaken the city…
Somehow…
I'm still alive…
"Alright we've gotta get out of here" suggested Amy
"What! What do you think you're talking about? I just lost my daughter out there, how dare you tell me to go back outside" stated Manic angrily
"Look I'm sorry about your daughter but there isn't going to be any rescue we have to get out of here!" answered Amy
"No! I'm not going anywhere. I'd rather starve to death in here than be eaten by one of those undead monsters! Now leave me alone!" shouted Manic as he turned and locked himself in a shipment container.
Amy wasted no time in collecting any supplies she could find in the warehouse before she once again ventured outside into the creature infested city. she hadn't gone far when a door suddenly burst open right in front of her which caused her to jump slightly back, she became shocked as she saw none other than Jet running for his life from a pack of zombies. Making the decision to follow Jet she raced after him in hopes of catching up to him so that they could try and escape the city together and after much searching she eventually caught up to him. A sigh of relief escaped as she was glad to have caught up with him but she was quickly brought back into reality when she heard Jet shout in protest and witnessed as he was being attacked by a zombie. As quickly as he was being attacked the zombie met its end with a bullet to the head, sighing in exhaustion Jet slide down against the bar to contain himself as Amy approached him.
"Jet hang in there… why isn't someone doing something about all this?" asked Amy
"I didn't know you were still alive Amy. The police aren't trained to handle this kind of situation what could they do? Listen he's coming for us… we're both gonna die!" stated Jet
"What exactly are you saying Jet?" inquired Amy
"You'll see… he's after S.T.A.R.S. Members there's no escape from him" replied Jet