So I watched all the E3 2018 Press Conferences, so yes I did see the Resident Evil 2 Remake trailer, and the other trailer. My thoughts? I really, really don't know. While I'm glad they showed it and all, finally, I'm a bit upset, and frustrated that the Remake is OTS and not Fixed Camera Angles like the original. I was REALLY hoping the Remake would be done the same way the first Resident Evil Remake was done. As for character designs, Leon looks great, but Claire's redesign was just too much in my opinion. Those are really the only issues I have with it honestly. Either way, I still plan on getting the game.
Disclaimer: Resident Evil and its characters belong to Capcom obviously, any Original characters in this story belong to me.
Chapter 2:
'Walking Dead'
Ecliptic Express
'Rebecca'
Rebecca was glad to be out of the rain. But her relief didn't last long, and was quickly replaced with surprise and confusion.
When she entered the train, it immediately caught her attention that no one was present.
No passengers as far as she could tell.
Another thing that caught her attention was all of the luggage that was scattered all over the place.
And if that wasn't enough, the most alarming thing that caught her attention were the red stains on the seats.
The first thing that came to mind was that there could have been a riot on the train, and some people got injured in the process, but she quickly ruled that out, there would have been some people present even if that were the case.
Rebecca took a good look for anything else and finally decided to move on, heading towards the dining car.
However, that was no longer an option when she discovered the door to the dining car was locked.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Rebecca turned and made her way towards the door at the other end of the car she was in.
As she made her way towards the door, another thought occurred to her.
The escaped prisoner.
Perhaps he was involved somehow.
It seemed to add up so far. The train, motionless, there were no passengers present so far, and everything was a complete mess, not to mention the seats were stained red with blood. And then there was the military truck that he was kept in, not far away.
The more she thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense.
So far, her assumption was, that the train had possibly been hijacked by people associated with the escaped prisoner. Then, they could have stopped the train, left it and intercepted the military truck transporting the prisoner.
And after he was retrieved, it was possible they were planning on using the train to get away completely.
However, that last part of her assumption seemed off.
For one, if they were planning on using the train to get away, would it not have gone by now? Secondly, the fact that the train was still there when she found it.
She wasn't sure how recent the prisoner's escape was, but at the very least, they would have taken off before she found the train.
Rebecca was so deep in her thoughts that she hadn't realised there was a voice speaking after she entered the next car.
Looking around, she called out, "This Officer Chambers from STARS Bravo team. Please identify yourself."
"Is someone there?" She added as she slowly made her way through the car.
She saw someone slumped in their seat up ahead, and as she got closer, the voice got louder.
However, as soon as Rebecca got close enough to get a look at the persons face, she recoiled with a gasp, a look of horror on her face.
The person was dead.
He had marks all over his body, most noticeably on his neck and face.
What stuck out was the fact that he looked like he had been dead for a while now, his skin was completely dark and rotten.
Rebecca turned her attention to the source of the voice, a portable radio on the floor next to the mans feet.
She reached down, picking it up and just looked at it as she started to rethink her assumption on the situation.
If the train was hijacked, surely the hijackers wouldn't have been so careless as to kill everyone onboard. Then again, this could also have been the handiwork of the escaped prisoner.
Captain Enrico did say the fugitive was brutal and ruthless, and all of the dead people she could now see on the train certainly seemed to match the work of someone who fitted those traits.
Rebecca made a silent vow to herself to ensure those responsible for all of these dead people would face justice.
Just as she turned the radio off however, she caught movement at the corner of her eye and looked over in shock as the dead man slowly got up from the seat and started to approach her.
One look at the mans pale, lifeless eyes and Rebecca turned to make a run for it.
But she was quickly stopped in her tracks when she saw two more men, who were in the same dead looking state as the first, slowly approaching her from the door she came in.
She had no idea where they had come from, and, she just didn't understand at all.
They were supposed to be dead.
And, yet they were up and walking.
Rebecca looked back at the first one, and reached for her gun. "S-Stay back! I have a gun!"
Neither of them seemed to acknowledge what she said, the three dead men still slowly walking towards her.
Moving quick, Rebecca managed to slip around the first one and backed away to get some distance between her and them.
Finally, she pulled her gun out, "I...I'm warning you! If you don't stay back, I-I'll be forced to shoot you!"
No acknowledgement.
It was as if they were completely deaf to her words.
She had no idea what to do.
But just one long look at them was enough to tell her that if she didn't defend herself right now, she would be in trouble.
Rebecca tightened her grip around her gun and aimed it.
Her hands started to shake as she watched the three walking corpses slowly limp towards her.
They were already dead.
She told herself that in her head over and over as she struggled to pull the trigger.
Ecliptic Express
Elsewhere on the train...
Two survivors hid in a room just next to the saloon.
One was sitting on the floor, his back up against the door, clutching his cross pendant in his hand as he mumbled to himself.
The other was sitting down on the other side of the room next to the bed, clutching the hunting gun that he found inside, looking like he was on the verge of having a panic attack.
Besides the mumbling of one of them, and heavy, worried breathing of the other, it was very quiet.
"..and so I plead to you now to help us make it out of this and...and please give us a sign, that help will come. Amen." Danny mumbled, louder now, holding his clutched hand to his forehead before slowly bringing it down and kissing the cross pendant.
He looked over at Bryan in the corner, "Hey, are you doing okay?"
Bryan turned to him, and his eyes gave Danny the answer.
Fear, worry, shock, and that was just a few.
"I...I-I don't even...t-there were so many people down there. T-They're all...dead. A-All of them." Bryan stuttered on his words, struggling to just speak.
Danny gulped, taking a deep breath, a worried one, "I...I know."
Bryan looked at him again, "K-Kyle...he went d-down there. Do you t-think he...?"
Shaking his head, Danny simply replied, "I'm...I'm trying not to...think about that right now bro."
Tears were already forming in Bryan's eyes as he looked back at the floor, "W-What the fuck happened man? P-People are dead! And those, things, outside the r-room..."
"Hey..." Danny said, getting to his feet and walking over to his friend. "W-Why don't you get some rest, I'll keep watch."
Bryan looked up at him, confused, "How c-come you aren't-"
"I am." Danny interrupted, and as he held out his hand to take the hunting gun from him, Bryan could indeed see Danny's hand, shaking.
Another look, and Bryan took his hand, letting Danny help him to his feet before giving him the hunting gun.
As Bryan sat down on the bed, he asked, "You think...you think someone will notice we're m-missing? You think they'll s-send help?"
Danny sat down in front of the door, hunting gun firmly gripped in his hands.
Just as he was about to respond, the faint sound of gunshots caught their attention.
Managing a little smile, Danny replied, "Yes."
He raised a hand to his chest, clutching the cross pendant hanging from his neck.
Ecliptic Express
'Rebecca'
Rebecca backed away as she looked down at the corpses on the floor.
They were motionless, and it seemed like they weren't going to be getting up this time.
"What just happened? I-I thought they were dead." She said, still unsure how to process what happened.
When she gunned them down, the first couple of bullets didn't even seem to faze them.
And with not many other options since they were slowly getting closer, Rebecca was forced to take them down with a shot to the head.
They went down immediately, just like that when she shot each of them in the head, and though she was relieved for a moment, she remembered there was currently many more dead passengers on the train.
She turned her attention to the other dead passengers that were slumped on their seats.
None of them were getting back up like the others did.
But that didn't mean they weren't going to.
Deciding not to stick around and find out, Rebecca immediately turned and made her way into the next car.
The carriage she was in now was narrow, with several rooms along the way.
Wanting to leave nothing unchecked, she entered the first room.
Already, she was greeted with the sight of another dead passenger, laying lifeless on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed in the room.
Rebecca immediately felt sorry for the poor man, who looked like was killed in his sleep.
She approached the bunk bed, taking a good look around the room while keeping an eye on the dead passenger, making sure he didn't get up and catch her by surprise like the others did.
While searching, she found what appeared to be the passengers diary on a stool under the desk.
Curious if there was anything that could give her information as to what happened, Rebecca decided to give the diary a quick read.
'July 14th
Orders came from the boss today.
Looks like we're in charge of investigating the remains of the Arklay Mountains Laboratory.
We're moving in two groups. The initial group is assigned to start checking what's left of the abandoned experiment.
July 16th
Unfortunately, the test production of the B.O.W.(Type–Y139) had to be suspended because of this investigation.
It's the same with Type–Y139. There's still so much we don't know about responses to the crustacean t-virus. There's a lot of interesting research left...
Depending on the species and nurturing conditions, only minute doses of "T" bring about remarkable changes in solidity, size, multiplication of internal toxins and brain development. If these effects can be controlled, a powerful weapon could be produced.
But the sudden development of the shell results in corresponding fragility. Certain areas become exceedingly weak.
Problematically, one of these areas is the head carapace.
This lab we are going to, were they pursuing the same research? It would certainly help to find data and samples that would help us in our research.
July 19th
The day is finally approaching...I am growing more anxious.
The Raccoon City newspapers and TV stations are full of reports about the bizarre murders in the suburbs.
It can't be the virus.
Can it? If it is...
No, I can't think of that now. I have to concentrate on this investigation and make sure it goes smoothly.'
Rebecca was silent for a long moment, trying to make sense of what she read.
Even after giving it another quick read, she still couldn't figure out what to make of it.
On one hand, she knew it couldn't be anything good.
"If these effects can be controlled, a powerful weapon could be produced." Rebecca quietly repeated a part of the diary to herself.
That part alone immediately told her that something was going on.
She didn't know what exactly, but it was not good at all.
Rebecca closed the diary and put it on the desk, making a mental note to come back for it when she was done searching the train. Captain Enrico would probably want to take a look at it himself.
She exited the room and made her way into the next one.
Thankfully there was no dead passenger on the bed this time, though luggage was strewn all over the place, much like everywhere else.
Besides the typewriter on the desk, the only thing catching Rebecca's eye was the open suitcase on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed, and a torn file next to it.
Rebecca figured it would be better to check out what was left of the paper, just in case it had more information.
She was annoyed however when she noticed some sections were illegible due to bloodstains.
Either way, she tried to make out what she could as she read it.
'8 miles north of Raccoon City, in the Arklay Mountains, lies our comp ny's Management training facility. It was shut down years ag .
Now, w are conducting a preliminary tudy into the re-opening of the faci ities.
First Investigation Unit is alre dy on-site and opening th investi ation, I want yo r team to provide suppo t.
The following orders re Will m Birk and 1s I ves gat o Un t.'
Unfortunately, the rest of the letter as she noticed earlier, was all torn and unreadable, much to her annoyance, as she likely would have gotten answers from the rest of it.
Shaking her head in frustration, Rebecca turned and exited the room, continuing her way through the train car.
There was another room along the way, the Conductors Office, but this time the door was locked, so Rebecca was forced to leave it for now and move on.
By the time she reached the end of the car, she recoiled in surprise when she saw a dead train employee slumped up against the wall.
Much like every other dead person she found, his body was completely, and brutally, torn apart.
Noticing something in the employees hand, Rebecca slowly put her gun away and kneeled down in front of the corpse.
She reached towards the lifeless employees hand, all while making sure to keep her eyes on any sign of movement from him, prepared to jump away in case he got back up like the others.
Thankfully it didn't come to that, and Rebecca took the train key without any trouble.
Or so she thought.
Rebecca could hear footsteps creeping up behind her.
Slowly, she turned and rose up, first looking at the handgun that was pointed at her, then locking eyes with the man that was holding it.
A man she recognised instantly.
"Billy...Lieutenant Coen."
The escaped prisoner, Billy Coen, just stared at her, "So, you seem to know me. Been fantasizing about me, have you?"
"You were the prisoner that was being transferred for execution. You were with those soldiers outside." Rebecca replied.
Billy stared at her for a moment, before replying, "Oh, I see. You're with STARS. Well, no offense, honey, but your kind doesn't seem to want me around." He lowered his gun and put it away, adding, "So I'm afraid our little chat time is over."
Just like that, Billy walked away.
"Wait!" Rebecca however rushed after him, stopping him in his tracks, "You're under arrest!"
Billy looked over at her, almost smirking at her statement, "No thanks, doll-face." He replied, showing her the pair of handcuffs dangling from his wrist. "I've already worn handcuffs."
Again, he walked away.
"I could shoot, you know." Rebecca said as he walked away from her.
Ultimately, she didn't end up reaching for her gun, and just let him be for now.
She turned back and exhaled in frustration.
At least she now knew where the escaped prisoner was. It was only a matter of contacting the others now to inform them of her location.
Her train of thought was interrupted however as something, someone, came crashing through one of the windows behind her.
Rebecca turned and looked on in shock as she saw Edward struggle to sit himself up against the wall.
"Edward!" She ran to his side and looked at the wounds on his body, "Are you alright? What happened?"
The older STARS member hissed in pain, "It's worse than...we can't..." He looked Rebecca in the eye, "You must be careful, Rebecca. The forest is full of...z-zombies...and monsters..."
"Zombies and monsters?" Rebecca repeated, immediately recalling the walking dead passengers from earlier.
"Ugh, ahh..." Edward's head went limp, and he seemingly succumbed to his wounds.
Before Rebecca could do anything to help, something else came crashing through the other window behind her.
She looked over and saw the source.
A dog.
Or at least, a dog that looked like it had been dead for a while and then got back up.
It was just like the dead passengers from earlier.
Rebecca didn't need to think twice about what to do and immediately made a run for it.
The dog jumped at her and she just barely dodged it by ducking out of the way.
As she ran back down the car, another dog jumped through a window in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
Rebecca quickly ran on while the dog was getting back to its feet, not even daring to look back as she heard them continue to give chase.
Fast as she could, Rebecca opened the door to the previous train car and slammed it shut behind her.
Just in time to hear the dogs bang against the door.
It wasn't over yet however.
Before she could stop to catch her breath, Rebecca looked up and saw several 'zombies' standing around the train car.
Not willing to give them a chance to catch her, Rebecca made a run for it, sprinting down the car while the zombies were out of the way.
Very quickly, she made it to the other side of the car and wasted little time opening the door to the next one and shutting it tight behind her.
Finally, she was greeted with the sight of an empty car, no zombies, no zombies...dogs, nothing. She could finally catch her breath.
She was surprised, then relieved when she heard the sound of her radio beeping.
"This is Rebecca. Over." Rebecca said, speaking into the radio.
"Rebecca? Can you hear me? This is Enrico. What's your location? Over."
The static in the radio made it hard for Rebecca to hear him clearly. "Enrico! Hello! Can you read me? Please respond!"
"Rebecca, I can hear you. Now listen up. We've obtained detailed information on the fugitive from a document found in the wrecked wagon. Billy Coen killed as many as...
Twenty-three people. Over."
Rebecca gasped, "Twenty-three people?" She nervously repeated to herself.
"We have also confirmed that he was institutionalized. So keep your guard up. Can you hear me, Rebecca? Over."
"Stay alert, Rebecca. He wouldn't think twice before killing you."
Rebecca recovered from her shock when the static cut Enrico off. "Enrico! Captain! Hello? Hello?!"
She pressed the buttons on the radio in a hopeful attempt to get in contact again, but to no avail.
Deciding to try later, Rebecca moved on, making her way to the end of the car with the locked door to the dining car.
As she started to unlock the door, she could hear movement behind her.
Looking over her shoulder, she could see a couple of zombies getting up from behind the seats.
How did she not notice them before?
It didn't matter, the door to the dining car was unlocked now, so she wasted no time heading through and closing it tight behind her.
Moving around the train was going to get difficult if more of the dead passengers got up.
Rebecca approached the door to the kitchen and, much to her frustration, it was locked. She made a mental note to start expecting to come across more locked doors.
From the look of it, it seemed the door required power, so hopefully she could find something that would start it up.
Looking over, she saw a piece of paper on the desk in the corner next to the stairs.
She walked over to pick it up, hoping it would give her something go on.
'When closing the dining car, supervisors are asked to switch off the automatic doors after ensuring all staff have vacated the car.
The main automatic doors power switch is located on the roof of the fifth car.
Inspections will take place when the train is garaged.
After inspections are complete, use the ladder at the rear of the second floor of the dining car.
Umbrella Corp.
Maintenance Department'
"Well, I guess that helps, sort of." Rebecca quietly said to herself.
Before she could move on, she heard the door behind her opening.
She quickly turned, expecting to see a zombie.
Only to find Billy instead.
Right now, she didn't know whether to be somewhat relieved, or more worried.
Billy approached her, and said, "It's gonna be dangerous from here on in. Why don't we cooperate?"
"Cooperate with you?" Rebecca replied, looking surprised that he even suggested it.
The escaped prisoner did a good job keeping a stoic expression as he replied, "Listen, little girl. If you haven't noticed, there are some pretty freaked out things on this train, and I for one want to get out of here." He stood on the stairs, leaning against the railing, adding, "I don't think we stand a chance doing it alone."
Rebecca just glared at him, "You expect me to trust you? A wanted felon? I don't need your help. I can handle this on my own." She pointed a finger at him, "And don't call me little girl."
Billy chuckled slightly, playfully flicking Rebecca's forehead with his hand, "Alright, Miss Do-It-Yourself. What should I call you?"
"The name is Rebecca Chambers. But that's Officer Chambers to you." Rebecca tried to say as professionally as she could.
"Well then, Rebecca." Billy replied, walking over to the door and resting his back against it. "Why don't you go and try, while I wait here." He folded his arms and just stared at her, expecting another childish response.
Rebecca decided not to humour him however, and made her way upstairs, since it was the only way to go.
As soon as she made it up to the diner, she instantly caught sight of, what looked to be a live passenger.
An old man.
Slowly, Rebecca approached the old man. When he didn't seem to acknowledge her presence, Rebecca quietly called out, "Umm...excuse me, sir?"
No response came from the old man.
Rebecca put a hand on his shoulder, gently shaking him, "Sir?"
His head moved, as if he was turning to look at her.
Then it turned even more than it should have, until it fell off of his body and landed at her feet.
Rebecca gasped, then screamed as she watched the rest of the old mans body fall to pieces.
The pieces of the old mans body fell into piles of slime, then, dozens of little leech creatures emerged. The leeches all merged into one big pile and starting growing bigger, and bigger.
Soon the large pile of leeches started to take form.
A human shape was the result of the leeches merging together. They disappeared into the body covered in slime, and the head of the body lunged forward and sneered at Rebecca.
It was the old man, except this time he looked, just like a slimy zombie.
Rebecca quickly backed away, as far as she could and pulled out her handgun.
The 'old man' limped towards her, and then lunged his arm out at her.
Rebecca just barely dodged the arm that stretched across the room and tried to hit her.
Acting fast, Rebecca aimed as good and as quick as she could, and shot the old man in the head.
The old mans head split open in response to the bullet, and then the entire body fell apart.
All of the leeches separated and starting bouncing on the floor towards Rebecca so fast she couldn't react in time.
Rebecca screamed as the leeches swarmed all over her body in seconds.
But just as she was about to accept her fate as leech food, she heard the sound of gunshots, and the leeches dropped from her body in piles.
Rebecca fell to her knees, and looked over to see Billy approaching from the stairs, gun in hand.
In the blink of an eye, several leeches shot into the air towards him.
Billy reacted with surprisingly quick reflexes however, leaping sideways into the air and accurately took down the leeches with a couple of shots.
Upon landing on the floor, Billy looked over and saw all of the other leeches slowly sliding back into the shadows, out of sight.
Getting to his feet, Billy approached Rebecca while keeping his guard up, asking, "Are you ok?"
Rebecca smiled slightly and responded with a thumbs up.
Billy smirked a little, then took cover behind the table as he heard, singing, outside the train.
The two of them looked out the window and saw a cloaked young man standing on the hill, apparently the source of the singing.
Thunder and lightning lit up the hill briefly, just enough for them to make out his face and his long hair.
What else they noticed however, were dozens and dozens of leeches outside gathering around the cloaked man.
Except they weren't attacking him.
"Who is that guy?" Billy asked, but not really expecting an answer from Rebecca.
The two of them nearly fell over when the train started up, and began moving again.
"What's going on? Who's controlling the train?" Rebecca asked.
Billy looked around, "Go and check out the first engine car."
Just as Rebecca was about to take off, Billy stopped her, "Listen! We gotta cooperate with each other from now on. You got that?"
Rebecca looked reluctant to agree, "Well, I don't-"
"Clue in, girl!" Billy interrupted. "Or maybe you like being worm bait."
A sigh, and Rebecca finally relented. "Alright. But you just remember, I will shoot you if you try anything funny!" She said, pointing a finger at him.
"Fine. Now, take these with you." Billy replied, tossing Rebecca a box of handgun bullets.
She caught it and put it in her pack.
"If you find anything, give me a call. Alright?" Billy added, showing Rebecca his radio.
Rebecca took out her own radio, then nodded at him.
She remembered the piece of paper she read earlier mentioned the power switch for the door below was on the roof of the train.
Which meant, she had to go to the roof.
Of a speeding train.
She mentally kicked herself, for not doing so before it started back up.
Authors Notes: I likely would have gotten this chapter done and posted much quicker if it wasn't for the fact that just trying to write something besides cutscenes, wasn't so difficult. That's the hard part about writing these stories. That said, I might be able to get the next one done a little faster since that's where things might start to take off. To save time, I plan on making sure that every boss fight will be short and specific, as in I don't plan on writing paragraphs per fight. I'll take a realistic look at how many bullets it would take to kill an overgrown scorpion.
In response to a question about submitting OC's, I was originally thinking about accepting OC Submissions for this story, but ultimately chose not to because I wanted Bryan and Danny's character development to be more in the spotlight alongside Rebecca and Billy. Plus, I really, really don't see any other possible way to fit in other characters, so no, there won't be any OC Submissions for this one.
Also to save time, I won't be including every tedious puzzle from the game, there will be a few brief time jumps, because who wants to read a story about figuring out puzzles and backtracking throughout the majority of the story? Yeah, I wouldn't either.
Anyway, as usual, please Review, the feedback is always appreciated.