Notes:This is mine. Mine ya hear?! Don't steal or I sue.
I don't own anything. RE belongs to Capcom as does Raccoon City and Nemesis. Don't sue!
Thanks to my 2 fans lol and Morgan and Stocks for lending me their names. And Chan, giver of cigarettes. And Nick, his name soon as well.
Well...I guess its time to return to the world of horror... so enjoy!!
The
Escape
The sun had risen same as usual in Raccoon City. The
citizens of this town had gone on with their business same as usual
but today was going to be like none other.It had started with some
strange killings a few weeks back. People going missing then turning
up dead. Nothing strange in a missing person's case but the murder
victims would be found missing chunks of skin, seemingly bitten to
death, having their skin ripped off and their insides removed.
The Morgue at the local hospital soon became full of these dead bodies. Some were missing eyes and arms; some had their throats ripped out. It seemed as if the killers was some sort of cannibal and a rumour soon began that a cult who killed and ate people were living in the hills. This was scotched eventually but it wasn't far from the truth.
Soon after this theory was rubbished by the RPD and the Mayor, the invasion began...
Several police officers were gathered round a table, looking at a map of the city. Richey James was sat just behind them, looking round at the remains of the "best police force in the world". Out of 200 men and women, only 30 survived the onslaught of the zombies in the town. Of course it was more than likely there were others but Richey knew they would be dead within the hour. The zombies controlled the town and no-body was safe.
Out of the 30 men , nearly half were rookies who had just joined up and even then he could see that most of the were more intimidated by the man standing by the window.
What was his name? Hunk or something? Yes that's it.
It wasn't hard to see why. The guy had to be 6'7, and built like a tank. He was also merciless, against human or monster. Richey had heard the stories about him.
Killing those prisoners, even though they weren't infected. Jeez.. What a guy.
Richey had seen action against the zombies. When they had taken refuge in the RPD he had made a stand against a huge number of creatures. He'd seen his friends ripped to pieces against an un-feeling army. He hadn't felt guilty, just sad at watching them die.
"Ok ladies it's time to make our way out of here, heres the plan." The remaining police went to the chairs and sat down, cradling their guns. Except for Hunk, who went to the door.
The officer who had called their attention stood up and flicked on a projector. "OK ladies there are 1 way out of the city. We figure it to be near the apartment blocks in Sector 6. It's the Trolley system we are going to use. We know that the zombies are everywhere here as well and there have also been sightings of survivors in the RPD area as well. We will go in groups of 6. Also , on a final note there has also been a sighting of an ammo
cache near the Church but it hasn't been confirmed.
The Mission will go as so. 1: Rescue any survivors 2: Find Ammo cache 3: Find and clear the Trolley area of infected.
You may leave."
Richey looked at the map and saw that the RPD was closest to their current position. He reloaded this M4A1 and made sure his trusty knife was in his shoulder pocket. He knew that this could be his final action as a police officer.
Please Lord let me get out of here alive. I can't die here , this isn't my time to go!
This prayer was interrupted by Hunk tapping him on the shoulder telling him to get moving , that they haven't got all day and unless we move they will die.
Why does he want me to join him? Ah well safety in numbers....
Richey watched the rest of the survivors move out and then turned to Hunk.
"Well , what are we doing?" Hunk turned round and said to him. "We go to the RPD."
Richey nodded and followed Hunk out of the door, the time for prayer over.
Will they survive?