Resident Evil-Project:Zero
Chapter I
The moon cascaded over the bank of Raccoon City River, located deep within the woods. The night was crisp and cool. A small twig snapped as a tiny mouse scattered along the ground. An owl hooted softly from a tree a few yards away. Down far below the mountains and woods, Raccon City was still buzzing and Whirring as much as it did in the day time. The night was a perfect, according to Steven Finch. It was a great night for him to go up in the wooded mountains of Raccon City, and get a clear head. Steven loved to hike, ever since he was a little boy. His father always used to take him up to the mountains for camping trips, just him and his old man. He loved those times. When his father passed away when he was 20, he wished that someday, him and a son of his own could make the same nostalgic times camping and such. Unfotunatley, Steven devorced his wife, and she won custody of the child. So this was the only time that he could get out from his busy work desk, and just think.
The moon soon began rising higher in the sky. It shown an eerie bright glow on the forrest. Steven hicked over rocks, and hills, when finally... "Ahhhh, here it is. My favorite spot." He had reached, the spot where he had made memories of such great times of just him and his father. "this place brings back many memories, its so ad to think about. Boy I sure do miss Pop, He would have loved Jordan." he thought as he sat down on a tree stump. "man, it must havce been 3 years since ive been up here last, but it seems like only yesterday me and dad were here. I even remember this stump! the stump where i cut my head on when i tripped and fell holding my first caught fish." He opened his napsack, and pulled out a granola bar, unwraped it, and took a bite still remeniscing on old times. Just then the woods got very silent. No owls hooting, now crickettes chirping. Dead silence. When all of a sudden..."SNAP!" a sound a twig snapping startled Steven. But before he could react there was another, "SNAP!" It seemed to be getting closer slowly. "WHOS THERE?" cried Steven. The only answer he recieved was the snaping of more twigs. However, the sound now seemed to circulate all around him now. Steven was petrified, for whatever was coming was a mystery. "SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP" All around him. His pulse quickend even more. He could of swore he heard a moan. Was this real or was his mind just playing tricks. Now he knoew he heard a moan. Many moans. From all around him. The shadows of the creatures danced around him in almost a swaying motion. The circle of shadows were closing in. There was Nothing he could do. Nothing. The cicle of shadows closed in, closer, and closer. When they were almost close enough to touch, the moon light hit one of them only for a split second, but long enough to see a face. It was a horribly mangled face, with almost red eyes. Blood driping from all over its head. Steven could do nothing but scream as the unseen foes sunk deep into his flesh. But then, then screaming stopped, and the forrest was quiet again.
Chapter I
The moon cascaded over the bank of Raccoon City River, located deep within the woods. The night was crisp and cool. A small twig snapped as a tiny mouse scattered along the ground. An owl hooted softly from a tree a few yards away. Down far below the mountains and woods, Raccon City was still buzzing and Whirring as much as it did in the day time. The night was a perfect, according to Steven Finch. It was a great night for him to go up in the wooded mountains of Raccon City, and get a clear head. Steven loved to hike, ever since he was a little boy. His father always used to take him up to the mountains for camping trips, just him and his old man. He loved those times. When his father passed away when he was 20, he wished that someday, him and a son of his own could make the same nostalgic times camping and such. Unfotunatley, Steven devorced his wife, and she won custody of the child. So this was the only time that he could get out from his busy work desk, and just think.
The moon soon began rising higher in the sky. It shown an eerie bright glow on the forrest. Steven hicked over rocks, and hills, when finally... "Ahhhh, here it is. My favorite spot." He had reached, the spot where he had made memories of such great times of just him and his father. "this place brings back many memories, its so ad to think about. Boy I sure do miss Pop, He would have loved Jordan." he thought as he sat down on a tree stump. "man, it must havce been 3 years since ive been up here last, but it seems like only yesterday me and dad were here. I even remember this stump! the stump where i cut my head on when i tripped and fell holding my first caught fish." He opened his napsack, and pulled out a granola bar, unwraped it, and took a bite still remeniscing on old times. Just then the woods got very silent. No owls hooting, now crickettes chirping. Dead silence. When all of a sudden..."SNAP!" a sound a twig snapping startled Steven. But before he could react there was another, "SNAP!" It seemed to be getting closer slowly. "WHOS THERE?" cried Steven. The only answer he recieved was the snaping of more twigs. However, the sound now seemed to circulate all around him now. Steven was petrified, for whatever was coming was a mystery. "SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP" All around him. His pulse quickend even more. He could of swore he heard a moan. Was this real or was his mind just playing tricks. Now he knoew he heard a moan. Many moans. From all around him. The shadows of the creatures danced around him in almost a swaying motion. The circle of shadows were closing in. There was Nothing he could do. Nothing. The cicle of shadows closed in, closer, and closer. When they were almost close enough to touch, the moon light hit one of them only for a split second, but long enough to see a face. It was a horribly mangled face, with almost red eyes. Blood driping from all over its head. Steven could do nothing but scream as the unseen foes sunk deep into his flesh. But then, then screaming stopped, and the forrest was quiet again.