He Who Escaped a Fate Worse Than Death
(I don't own Resident Evil or any references)
Chapter 1
In the beginning the only thing you are born with are one's primal instincts, the will to survive; but for one to survive one must have instincts, intelligence, knowledge, and above all fortitude; with this in mind I deduce that the strong willed survive, and those with weak will be killed off by those who are stronger, yet to contradict this statement there is the statement the meek will inherit the earth…
"Now then this should keep me protected when the need arises" I said calmly as I walked back to where I was living at it wasn't much but it was fine by me, well anyway on my way back I bumped into what I thought was a homeless person "Oh sorry I didn't see you there" I said after I got up
"…"
"Um, I'd best be on my way" that's when things turned odd "Oh god he's following me" I thought as he was moving slowly towards me
"Uhhhh…" was the noise the man let out as he continued to follow me
"I don't have any change! Stop following me!" I shouted as I began to walk faster but still he followed me and pretty soon I bumped into another
"Guuuhhhhh" Said this one as I got up
"What do you want from me? Go away; I just want to go home!" I said before the one grabbed me from behind, at that I kicked him in the face which made him let go "What the heck is wrong with you people!" I shouted as the other tried the same thing but didn't have a chance to because I punched him, pretty soon my only option as three more appeared was load my gun and fire
"RAAGGGHHH!!" one screamed as I ran at me
BAM…
I fired of the first shot into her head as she stepped back and fell over
"What's going on out there!" yelled a store clerk who lived nearby
"Help they're trying to mug me!" I shouted and at that he quickly ran up and punched the guy who was running at me
"Are you okay?" He asked me
"For now…look out behind you" I shouted but was too late they grabbed him and started to bite at his neck as if they where animals trying to kill something easily "Dear god, there cannibals…oh hell!" I fired at the one's biting him and went to make sure he was alright "Are you okay? C'mon we need to get you to a hospital"
"Unnnhhh" He weakly replied, I don't blame him he was bleeding pretty badly so I picked him up and rushed him into his store
"Hey, somebody call 9-1-1 this man is in some deep trouble if he doesn't get medical attention soon" I shouted as some of the clerks rushed to help
"What happened to Kyle?" One of the clerks asked me
"These homeless people outside attacked him when he came to help me!" I replied
"No way, homeless people can't have weapons!" Answered one of the clerks
"They didn't need to, they tried to eat him! Just look at his neck, bite marks!" I answered
"I don't believe you we would've seen the homele…" He was interrupted at the noise of people crashing through the window; one of them had glass sticking out of him and was walking toward us
"Now do you believe me" I said as I pulled out my gun