Chapter 2: What We Need

She lunges towards Ivan and he froze, fear developing him and all of a sudden, he hears what sounds to be another body falling.

"What are you doing standing around?!" An unusual voice states.

"This isn't your Mrs. Rose!"

Ivan opens his eyes to see a figure looking at him and Mrs. Rose on the ground, preparing to get up again.

"Give me this!"

He snatched the knife from his hands and stuck it in Mrs. Rose's head, dropping her to the ground and ending her life.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" Ivan screams out in protest.

"She's not what you think she is. She's turned into a mindless cannibal and you were going to be her next meal."

Ivan opens his mouth to begin the protest when he looks to the right of the hallway to see another blood ridden figure stumble towards them. The unknown man pushes Ivan into his apartment and locks the door and barricades it with his nearby dresser.

"What the fuck is going on?!" Ivan screams out.

"And who the fuck are you?!"

The man turns around to show himself.

"I'm Leon Kennedy. I'm part of the Raccoon City Police department sent to evacuate the building. I was quickly overrun by those things and ran up here. I'm glad to see someone alive..."

Ivan gasped to hear the horrific news.

"I... I... I don't understand..."

Leon looks at me.

"What... happened to Mrs. Rose?"

Leon responds. " I don't know. But she wasn't Mrs. Rose anymore. Whatever those things are are multiplying throughout the city... taking down innocent lives with them."

Ivan stood still, shocked in horror and disbelief.

He muffles up the words to begin questioning.

"Why is there only one of you to clear out an apartment complex? Why isn't there more people saved? You have weapons... you have backup... GOD! Where is Chris when I need him...?"

Leon began to explain.

"I DID have a team... they were quickly overrun by those things. I've seen them...get attacked ... and eaten alive..."

Ivan paused his thoughts.

"Oh my... I'm sorry for asking..."

Leon looks up to me.

"May I get the name of the person I saved?" "Ivan." He responded with.

"Well, Ivan, we need to find a way out of here... but with the sound of hungry bastards outside this door, I say we keep a low profile and try in the morning. We need to head to the Police Department to figure out this mess."

Hope begins to fill him as this cop presents himself with a plan.

"That sounds good..."

Hours passed and they chatted in low voices. Ivan learned that it's his first day on the job and that he's traveled here for work.

"Some first day." Ivan jokingly said.

"Yeah, I can say. Hey, it's beginning to hit dusk... you got food around here?"

Ivan perks up to hear the thought of food as his inner chef comes out.

"Actually, yes! I can cook us up something ASAP and have you come back for seconds!"

Ivan uickly noticed how loud he was talking and hunched over. Luckily these walls are thick and would need to throw a 600 pound man to make a creak.

"Hehe, sounds good. Haven't ate all day."

Ivan began to cook up some pasta with meatballs as he remembered him saying he has a thing for Italian food. Ivan also grabbed some bread to make some homemade garlic bread. Who would've known the best time to cook and feel motivated while doing it was when the city was in a mass murder spree?

"DONE! So, you take big plates or are you generous?"

Ivan sees him staring as he stirs up the pasta a bit more to get the tomato sauce in every corner.

He finally snaps out of it and chuckles.

"Uh, ya, I'll take a big plate."

Ivan chuckles in happiness because it always felt good for someone to appreciate your cooking.

They take the time to eat and Leon gotten comfortable with taken off his Raccoon City Police Department vest and placing it aside. After the feast, Ivan looked up after cleaning my face to see Leon staring at an old photo of him and his ex boyfriend.

"You two look happy huh? Where is he?"

Ivan looks at him with a glimpse of sadness.

"We're not together anymore. It was just a photo I loved from the both of us."

Leon eyes widened and he expressed his sorrows.

"Don't worry, it's fine. Not everything stays peaceful"

He shakes his head in agreement. We hear a scream in the hallway with what sounds like to be loud footsteps running.

We both get up to peek through the door we just moved the shelf from.

The woman that screamed was on the floor with two of those things on her. Ivan tried to unlock the door with a bottle in the other hand and Leon placed his hand over his and shoved it out the way. He tried to protest but his muscles weren't just for show. He looks into his eyes.

"Look to the left." He whispers.

Ivan peeks through the little glass to see two right around the corner shuffling towards the already limp woman.

"They would've got you. Trust me, I was ready to save her too."

He pushes the shelf back to where it was on the door and Ivan began shaking and crying.

"We could've saved her if we were just keeping an eye out. What is happening... where's help!?"

Leon looks at him and sits him down back on the chair at the table.

"Listen, I know this is bad but you have to stay strong. We need to stay strong. We leave the complex in the morning and make a break for it to the Raccoon city police department where I'm sure there's survivors."

Ivan began to calm down as he get lost in his eyes and securing voice.

Ivan sighs and shake my head. Another hour has passed since that woman and Ivan's been keeping an ear out for any noise he hears. He's grown accustom to slow footsteps and groaning and try to distinguish it from anything unusual. Leon looks out the window and quickly covers it with the blinds. Ivan breaks the tension in the room.

"I'm... going to go take a shower. I need one. The door will be unlocked if anything."

Ivan starts up the shower and listens to the tv from the other room.

"All survivors are recommended to report to a nearby safe haven. If possible, make your way to The Police Department. Do not! I repeat! Do not stay on the streets!"

He tunes out the mess and wraps up his time in the shower. He steps out to dry himself and realizes he forgot his clothes.

"God damnit." Ivan cursed to himself.

He steps out the bathroom with a towel around his waist and makes way across the living room to where Leon is. He blushes as he catches him in the corner of his eye staring.

"I'm sorry! I forgot my clothes!" Ivan flutters his way across the living room.

Leon's face was a bright pink.

"You're fine." Leon's said whole staring.

Ivan comes back to the living room with fresh clothes and Leon turns to him.

"And I thought we would be staying with the birthday suit." He jokingly said.

Ivan giggles in response.

"Pretty sure you wouldn't even like that." Ivan said both laugh and he starts another conversation.

"Do you want to take one? I have some clothes left over from my ex that might fit you."

Leon responds with "Yeah, if you don't mind. It's been a long day." Ivan asks him.

Ivan brough Leon over the clothes and a towel and he steps into the bathroom. He sits down on the couch and turns the channel to any other news channel and they are all off the air.

He sighs and turn to see if there's any real life television to calm his nerves as the footsteps outside continue.

Hip Hop Atlanta is on and Ivan became attuned to it.

Television girl 1: "Girl, Raquanda took your mans." Says my favorite girl Sophia.

Television girl 2: "Trust me girl, I know, she'll get it when she comes over."

His mouth does a little "oooh" as Ivan heard the tea be spilt.

After some time, Leon steps out the bathroom with only half the clothes Ivan gave him, revealing his abs and toned body.

"Is this revenge for me coming out naked?" Ivan asks, closing one eye.

"A little, but I usually sleep without a shirt on. Speaking of sleep, am I staying on the couch?" Leon questions him.

"I guess... I have a bed with enough room for the both of us if you're okay with that." Ivan tells Leon.

"I don't know... you sound like a problem." Leon jokes around with Ivan, getting ready.

They both share another giggle as he turns off sall the lights and he makes his way into his room.

"So the morning is our departure?" He asks Leon.

"Yup, have you done some packing?" Leon asks him.

The idea snaps into his head as he almost forgot something. He opens up his closet to a secret compartment with 2 guns and 3 boxes of bullets.

"This will help us." Ivan said while cleaning the dust off them.

"You've been hiding that?" He wonders.

I look in disappointment.

"I'm not really a gun person... I hate the thought of it and hate that it's here... but it does make you feel safer." Ivan stares down at the gun.

"Its a lucky find none the less. We can clear the hallway in the morning." He said while yawning.

Ivan nods in approval and hops into the bed with the pillows ready.

"Do I just...?" He asks, feeling awkward.

Ivan slaps on his side for him to lay down and he does. After 10 minutes of just senseless life talk, Ivan dozes off into sleep.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The door shoots open and a group of bloody people surround the bed. Ivan looks over to see no one there. He scoots off the side to fall into an abyss where he became stuck. The bodies soon follow and stock onto him, each digging into him. Ivan screams out in agony as the horrors continue.

Ivan shot up from his bed, a pool of sweat surrounding his shirt collar. Leon shoots up to check him.

"Are you okay?!" His voice tired and worried.

Ivan shoots his head left and right quickly checking the surroundings. Leon is just staring. A hand is then placed on him. Ivan slaps it out the way and almost yells out a scream as he notices the face near him. He looks at Leon to see him rubbing his hand. His deep breaths shorten and he begins to regather his thoughts.

"It was just a nightmare... it's okay... you're fine." Leon comforts Ivan.

Ivan looks at him and touches his chest to make sure it was real.

"oh my god... I haven't dreamth of something that realistic..." Ivan whispers out.

Leon grabs his hand in reassurance.

"You're fine." He calmly started.

He pulls Ivan close and embraces him. He haven't felt this safe since before... the breakup. The warmth of someone next to him. The feeling of a body warming up with his as he enter peace. He haven't felt this way in a while. The breathing from his chest... the softness of his skin. Ivan soon falls back to sleep.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Ivan soon begins to hyperventilate but this time, the knocks seemed to be more calm. The door opens as he sees Leon, shirtless, holding out his hand. He grabs it, and he pulls Ivan up. They press bodies against each other as they stare at each other. They catch each other's eyes and his mouth opens...

Leon: "More breaking news as the violence has spread completely throughout Raccoon City..."

Ivan snaps up to realize he's the only one in the bed. The morning rays shine as car alarms are spread throughout the streets. He walks into the next room to see Leon, shirtless, once again, monitoring the television.

"Good morning. You feeling better?" Leon asks.

"Much better." He responds back.

The two stare at each other and the news person gives out a evacuation notice.

Tv: "LEAVE RACCOON CITY! IT IS NOT SAFE HERE! EVACUATE!"

They look at each other.

"We need to head to the police department."

Ivan gets his stuff ready with the handy hip pouch and gun ready. His ex has taught him how to use this even with his disapproval... now he's glad he did. His bag is filled with survival items and food to last us 2 days. Leon finally decides that a shirt is necessary though he wasn't complaining the night before. He put on the jacket that Ivan gave him and it fit him perfectly. After a brief setup, they were ready to leave this building.