"First, stick together until we reach our destination. Even then, do not go anywhere alone under any circumstances. There is a high possibility of getting killed, or potentially being kidnapped by some random psychopath. Second, and I will emphasize this one especially, use your pistols only when it is necessary. If you start getting trigger happy, odds are that every zombie on campus come flooding towards our location, which will make getting to the football field much more difficult. Lastly, whether you like it or not, since Jill and I have more experience in these types of situations than you three ever will, what we say goes, that is if you want to get out of this alive. That's basically it."
With that said Jayson, Greg, Alan, and Chris left the room and headed for the back exit door. A couple of zombies tried to get after them, but were quickly dispatched. Upon arrival at the exit door, Chris and the others readied their weapons and started for the Health and Science building, uncertain of what they may face along the way or what may be lying in wait for them once they get there.
Chapter 3: Tragic Reunion, Part 1
"Alright guys. It looks like the zombies out there are somewhat dispersed. Getting to the H&S building won't be an issue. However, it also looks like combat will be unavoidable. Remember to exercise caution just like Chris advised us to," Alan said, readying his crowbar.
"I'm afraid you're right on this one Alan," Greg replied, readying his machete that he had hidden behind.
"Looks like everyone is ready to go," Chris said quietly to avoid drawing unwanted attention, "Jayson, take point."
"Chris, I'm afraid I don't speak Jarhead…" Jayson replied, before being cut off by Greg.
"It means to take the lead smart-ass," Greg quietly said in response.
"Alright, I got it. Let's do this thing, shall we?" Jayson replied before unsheathing his katana.
The door had opened, and the group of four started their way to the H&S building. One by one, zombies that were in the way were decapitated, bludgeoned with a crowbar, or stabbed in the back of the head with a knife. For many people, a zombie outbreak would be quite traumatizing. Not for Chris, who is no stranger to this type of situation. Jayson and his friends didn't seem to be overly fazed either, as they continued to take out any zombies that got in the way. The trek was going smoothly until they got about halfway there when…
Grrrrrr…
"Did you guys hear a growl just now?" Greg asked.
"Yeah, I heard it all right," Jayson answered, "And quite frankly, I do not like it one bit."
"Does the Criminal Justice program use police dogs as part of the training curriculum?" Chris asked.
In response, Greg said, "Yes we do. We have 6 of our own, and the local precincts sometimes bring more if it's necessary."
Grrrrrr…The sound was louder this time, and was followed up by the sound of canines running on the pavement.
"Uh, Chris, that isn't exactly a good thing, is it?" Alan asked.
"Unfortunately Alan, it's a bad thing." Chris answered. "Alright, listen up. Blades and crowbars aren't going help out very much against infected canines. I'm afraid we will have no other option but to break our noise rule. As soon as we take out the infected canines, head straight to the H&S building. Keep moving until you get there, and take out any zombies in the way. Get your pistols ready. Jayson, since you don't have one, you can use one of my shotguns, a 12-gauge Mossberg pump-action. Your katana won't do much good against them. If anything, one of us would be injured because of it."
Jayson quickly sheathed his katana and grabbing the shotgun from Chris's hands, "Yeah! Now we're talking! I feel like Bruce Campbell from the Evil Dead movies." The shotgun given to Jayson was readied, and not a moment too soon. A group of four Cerberus came charging at the group from the north. The two dogs in the front lunged at Jayson and Chris, but were quickly felled by their shotguns. Before the other two dogs could follow suit, they too were felled, by a barrage of 9mm and .45 rounds from Alan and Greg's pistols.
"Alright everyone, move out!" Chris yelled at the group, who did not think twice about obeying the order. The rest of path seemed to be a little less cramped than the first portion, even in spite of the commotion caused by the battle.
Chris's radio started going off as soon as they reached the Health and Science Building.
…
Beep. Beep. Beep.
'Hey Chris, its Jill, I just heard gunfire a few minutes ago. Is everything alright?'
"We're still in one piece."
'What happened out there exactly?'
"The trip was going fairly smooth, at least until we ran into Fido and a few of his friends. Let's just say they didn't last long. We made it into the Health and Science building though"
'Oh my god Chris, I was really worried. I was thinking that you and the three students with you were getting blown away.'
"You needn't worry about me Jill. I've been through worse. This is nothing. Those three are quite the fighters, if I do say so."
'I know, but I still can't help but worry about you. Remember when I was being held by Wesker?'
"How could I forget? I was beside myself for some time, thinking you were dead. After going through some data files that I found shortly after my arrival in Africa and seeing a picture of you, I was given some peace of mind, and more importantly, hope that you were still alive Jill. Do you remember the "reunion"?"
'How could I not Chris? It only seems like yesterday'
(Flashback to Africa)
'Excella Gionne! Stop right there!'
'Bravo!'
'Damn it! Where's Jill?'
'Hmph. Jill? Maybe I'll tell you, maybe I won't.'
The hooded figure that was in the room with Excella attacked Chris and Sheva both. After a short confrontation, the individual's mask had been removed by a round from Chris's pistol. The person stood there, silent.
'Stop playing around! We want some answers!'
A voice boomed throughout the room 'YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED!' Chris looked up and saw his old captain from S.T.A.R.S. and nemesis Albert Wesker.
'Wesker! You ARE alive!'
'This is Wesker?'
'We last met at the Spencer estate, wasn't it?' Well, isn't this one big family reunion. I thought you'd be happier to see us.'
'Us?'
'So slow to catch on.' Wesker removed the mysterious person's hood, revealing none other than Jill Valentine.
Chris was stunned for a moment. 'Jill… Jill! It's me, Chris!'
'What? Are you sure that's her?'
'The one, and only.' Jill immediately flung her cloak off before attacking Sheva and Chris. Wesker joined the fray after seeing Jill was outnumbered. 'Now let's finish this once and for all. I think the odds are fair, two on two. Right, Jill?'
(End Flashback)
'At least that good for nothing bastard Wesker is dead now.'
"No kidding. It's a shame so many good men had to die because of his treachery. Now that their deaths have been avenged, they can finally rest in peace. Anyways, I'm on my way up now. Be there in a few minutes."
'See you soon Chris.'
…
(End of Part 1)