(I forgot to describe what our main chrecters look like Carlos is Age:35 Height:6'5 Hair:black Eyes:brown Weight 183 lbs (Muscle) and Daikus is Age: 17 Height: 6' 5" Weight: 156 lbs Hair:White they are both Cuacasion)
Chapter 2 Not so joyous ride
Yeah Yeah you know that was a good splatter" He responded But soon he swerved the car avoiding an explosion. "What the fuck!" He looked in the rear view mirror to see a convoy van speeding towards them with the Nemesis standing on the roof with a Rocket launcher in it's hands. "Shit, Carlos we got company!"
"Ooooo ok i was wondering if you saw that big explosion sir." Carlos hung out the window with minigun in hand. "Eat this motherfucker." He opened fire with the minigun spray a hail of bullets at the convoy.
The Convoy swerved left and right trying to avoid the stream of gunfire. Daikus quickly got an Idea. "Hey Carlos, keep them busy, I going to be pulling some dukes of hazard shit."
"Sir the Duke boys drove a orange 1969 Dodge Charger, not a cherry red Ferrari." Carlos said as he continued to fire on the convoys lead car.
Daikus let out a hard sigh "Baka..." Quickly the car accelerated. "Hold on!" The car soon came to a bridge. Breaking through the safely sign reading, Bridge out "NoZ, NoZ, Wheres NoZ, Ah HA!" Without a moment's hesitation, he instantly flipped up the switch and pressed the button on the stearing wheel Sending the car well over 360 mph as it zoomed over a ramp and made it to the other side of the Bridge. "Holy shit! YEAH!" Daikus turned the wheel and stepped on the break, spinning out the car to watch as the convoy van reaches the Ramp but falls off the bridge dropping into the water. "Damn! that was fun..."
Carlos looked on blankly forward. "I feel nothing." He pulled the minigun in and sat back in the backseat. "On to raven city."
"Whatever, We gotta get gas..." He said noting gas metter on the dash board as the car's engine roared through the streets.
"Lets go." Carlos said, he didnt add the sir to it this time. He didnt feel the need to, but that was also odd he wasnt suppose to feel ether.
"Finally you dropped the 'Sir' part." Soon, the engine revved down as the pulled into a gas station, Daikus got out. "You pump the gas, gonna see if anyone's alive in there..." He said looking towards the store part of the gas station. "God, I have a nic fit like a son of a bitch..."
Carlos got out of the car, he walked over and took the gas pump. He flipped the switch down, he stuck the pump into the tank and started whistleing as it started to fill up.
daikus pushed open the glass door and looked around drawing his gun and keeping it low, "Hey, anyone here?" "Don't move!" The store clerk yelled aiming his shotgun towards Daikus, "WHAO! don't shoot bro, I got like thirty bucks, just want some gas and hopefully a pack of cigarettes..." The clerk uneasly put down the gun. As Daikus reached in his pocket thank god she gave me some money Much to his surprise he put a fifty on the counter. "Well then... I'll take... some gas, a pack of menthols, and I guess... A few cubans if ya got em..." The clerk took the money and gave back the change lacing a pack of cigarettes, Cubans and two books of matches on the counter. Daikus walked out and over to Carlos. "Hey, catch." He said tossing Carlos the cubans.
Carlos grabbed the Cubans. "O thank god just what i need, light?" He said putting them in his pocket except for one.
Daikus slid a book of matches across the roof of the car and got in packing his Cigarettes and flipping two lucks as he pulled one out and lit it up. Taking a long drag from it he sighed. "Haven't had one in a while... Well, get in man." He said turning the key in the egnition and starting the engine.
Carlos took the matches and got in the car, he got in and lit up a match and lit the cigar. He took a good drag of it. "Its been years fucking Umbrella." Carlos as he took another drag. "Fucking fuckers."
Daikus pressed on the gas and they peeled off onto the street. "So how'd you end up being captured by them?" he responded.
"I dont rember, the last thing i can really rember was being with Jill Valentine." Carlos said taking another drag of the cigar, he blew the smoke out the window.
"Eh, I was tricked. Said they had a cure for my Sickle-cell" He said taking another hit from his Cigarette and exhaling the smoke out the driver side window.
Carlos kept smokeing. "The sooner we get to raven city the better, i wonder i wonder if any one i knew is still alive Jill or alice." Carlos said.
"Jill Valentine? You mean you were one of those who survived the Raccoon City insident?" He asked interested. As he flicked out the bud of the Cigarette through the window and lighting up another one.
"Yea i was sent in with a Umbrella team to do somthing, i cant rember i do rember saveing Jills life though." Carlos said as he finshed the cigar.
"Really? It was like, all on the news... Some viral outbreak like whats happening now... a task force was like, sent in and like only one survived with like, a bunch of Civilians and an ex cop..."
"Leon S. Kenedy, Jill Valentine and Carlos Oliveira." Carlos said without thinking. "How do i know Leon?" He asked himself.
"Yeah... something about zombies and stuff, thought it was tabloid lown way out of perpursion, guess I was wrong..." He said taking a hit from his cigarrete as they past the New York boreder.
''Naw that shit was real, the Nemesis there was real untill Jill killed it." Carlos said leaning back in his seat. "Was one big fucking bloody mess."
"Bet it was hell..." He mumbled looking around as the only thing that was infront of them was a long road.
"It sure wasnt hevan, we lost alot of good men on that bull shit mission good men." Carlos said looking out the window. "Stupid bastards."
"So, speaking from expirience, how bad are these 'tyrant' things I was told about?" He questioned.
"Bad ass strong as hell, only way it Died was it got blown up dureing the escape." Carlos said. "Cant kill them with bullets."
"damn..." He mumbled then flipped on the radio. This just in, another city has fallen victim, there really is no escape, This Jake marline for 9.77- What was that! No, No god no! the sound of a dorr busting down and the man's screams could be heard through the radio as the sound of his flesh being torn off echoed through the car until he shut off the radio. "Well, welcome to hell... a perfect thing to wake up to after a year..."
"Yea." Carlos paused for a moment, he took out a pistol and cocked it. "Lets take back our god damn world from Umbrella." He said.
"Yeah." Daikus nodded as he pulled the car up to a train station. "C'mon, only way to get to Raven City undetected is through under ground, this Train takes us under the city." He said stepping out of the car.
Carlos got out of the Car. "Sad to have to say goodbye to this car." Carlos said as he reached in the back and grabbed the Minigun. "Lets go."
"Heh, sure." The train came to hault with the worlds URO written across the side. Carlos and Daikus stepped on as the train took off. "Finally, I can fucking sleep..." Daikus said plopping down on a chair next to the window as he started to relax.
"I slept long enough you go ahead." Carlos said sitting across from Daikus, He sat the minigun in the floor and looked out the window.
We'll get there in about Six hours, try to relax. From what the woman told me, anything with the word URO on it is safe..." he said with his eyes closed.
"Umbrealla resitance." Carlos said as he started to relax, he lay down on the seat and closed his eyes feeling tired all of a sudden.
