The beginning of this chapter was pretty easy to right, but the ending was a bit harder. Im gonna be digging into more on the past of the two main characters, and way they are in Raccoon City.
So Enjoy story.
Chapter 2.The Journey Begins
They could hear the commotion outside the door. The banging, The moaning, The Clawing. The young man took a movable shelf and slid it in front of the door, before collapsing to the ground in front of it.
"Damnit! What the hell are those things." The female officer seemed almost disoriented at the whole situation.
"I don't have a clue." The young man was trying to catch his breath.
Beep.Beep.Beep.Beep.
They both perked their ears up at the noise. The female officer reached in her back pocket and pulled out a small walkie talkie. She pressed the button.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" A male voice called out of the device.
"Yes. This is officer Thompson. Im at Raccoon outpost 3. We were attacked by these...these...things, I don't even know what there are." The officer said.
"Officer Thompson? This is Officer Cruz. Im at the RCPD HQ. We were attacked too. They attacked out of the blue. They were...were..." The officer at the other end paused. "They were eating the other officers."
The man and Officer Thompson went silent.
"I suggest you get the fuck out of there and over here. There are evacuating the city and the only take off point is at the HQ. I was told that they are gonna be evacuating people until 5:30 A.M." Cruz continued.
The man looked at his watch. "8:30...9 hours." The young man though to himself.
"If you don't get here by then, your gonna be shit out of luck. I suggest you get moving now, that 25 miles is gonna be a bitch to cover. Officer Cruz out." The walkie went silent.
"Did he say 25 miles?" The man had a sense of urgency in his voice.
"Yup. Its 25 miles from here to HQ." The officer seemed to lose the distress and gained a sense of what needed to be done. She moved over to the shelves and grabbed a black duffle bag and began loading up on ammunition. The man stood up and joined her, grabbing a black duffle as well. He threw boxes of ammunition in as well as two .40 cal Beretta's, an MP5, and a Desert Eagle.
"You guys were prepared for something werent you?" He said as he stuffed a box of Desert Eagle ammo in his bag.
She smiled, "Yeah, I always thought this was a bit much on the weaponry but I never really questioned it. Questioning any of Chief Irons policies will get your ass canned."
He shook his head as he continued to stuff a few boxes of ammo into the bag. He then grabbed a shotgun sitting on the shelf and slung it over his shoulder.
"You got a name?" The officer asked him.
The man turned, "Yeah, Drake, Drake Evans."
She nodded in his direction, "Well, Drake. My name is Officer Thompson, Veronica Thompson."
Drake smiled and nodded, before zipping up the duffle. Veronica did the same. Veronica was in her mid 20's. She had blonde hair, which she kept in a bun. Drake noticed her as being beautiful, but that was the last thing on his mind.
"I gotta do one more thing before we go."Veronica moved to another shelf and grabbed a riot vest off the shelf. She unbuttoned her police uniform shirt and threw it aside. She was wearing a black tank top underneath it. Drake turned around to respect her privacy. Veronica saw this and smirked while rolling her eyes. She snapped on the vest before calling to Drake.
"Ready." He turned around to see her dressed in the vest. She had undone the bun in her hair and tied it off in a pony tail. "Its good idea if you put one on too." Drake nodded as Veronica tossed the large riot vest to him. He took off his over shirt and threw the vest on over his white t-shirt. Veronica noticed he was well built. Even though she was a police officer, she was still a woman.
Drake quickly snapped the vest in place and strapped the shotgun over his back. Drake looked like an action hero, ready to take on a whole army.
"Is that the only exit?" Drake pointed to the small window in the corner of the room.
"Yeah I guess it is." The banging on the door hadn't let up and was pushing on the door. "And I think we have to move now." Drake nodded. They moved over to the window. It was sealed.
"Easy way to solve this one." Drake said as he reached into his vest holster and pulled out one of the Berettas he has got his hands on. It was already loaded. He lifted the gun with out hesitation and opened fire on the window, braking out panes of glass. With enough glass removed, he took the butt of the gun and broke away more glass, making the whole easier to get out of. "Come on." He motioned to Veronica. She went over to the window as Drake boasted her up, helping her get out.
Veronica stuck her hand through the opening, "Come on Drake." Drake looked at her but then looked at something on the shelf. He went out of her line of sight, but the returned with a metal case of some kind.
"Take this." He threw the metal case up to her. She caught it as Drake was propping himself up through the window. As he slipped through the opening, the shelf crashed down and the door opened. The creatures that attacked them before poured into the room. Drake and Veronica quickly scrambled to their feet as they hit the grass outside. The moon light lit up the sky with a eerie, dull glow. The night air was cool.
"You all right?" Drake looked over to Veronica. She nodded before unzipping her duffle bag, pulling out a Ruger Revolver. She began to load the gun as Drake kneeled towards the window and watched as the creatures scrambled to reach at Drake. The window was small enough to where he was safe.
"Drake, I don't think its to safe to get that close." Veronica said while finishing loading the gun.
"Yeah I know, I just want to know what they are." Drake said before standing up and walking over to Veronica.
"Why did you grab that case?" Veronica said, pointing at the green, aluminum case, laying on the ground.
"Damn, I almost forgot about that." Drake ran over to it. He brought it back over to her and set it on the ground. Veronica zipped up her bag and put it over her shoulder, placing the Ruger in her holster.
"You ready?" She looked down at drake, who was looking at the metal box.
"Almost..." He continued to look at the case, before flipping the two locks on the front of it. He slowly took the lid off, revealing what he had retrieved.
"Hey Veronica, take a look at this." Drake motioned for her as she walked over to him. He whipped around, holding what was in the case.
Hand Grenades.
"What the hell are you gonna do with those?" She exclaimed as drake held the green object in his hand.
"You know, once you pull the pin on one of these things, you got 10 seconds to get rid of it. Otherwise, your gonna be claiming disability the rest of your life." He said as he rotated it in his hand, placing his thumb on the pin.
"Im ready if you are." Drake said as he held the grenade is his right hand. Veronica nodded as she adjusted the duffle bag on her shoulder.
"On my Count" Drake said as he prepared to run.
"1..."
Drake bounced his eyes between Veronica and the monsters.
"2..."
Drakes hand twitched as he kept his eyes on Veronica.
"3!"
Drake flicked the pin off the grenade and threw it into the open window, into room filled with the mutated men.
