Resident Evil 0: Death's Door

Chapter 3: The Sting of its' Tail

Ron waited for the train to get started.

By now, the damned thing should've started moving.

Still, it was easier for Billy to move on top of the train. Then they heard Billy hit the floor in the Server's Room. The Ranger didn't even react.

He did, however, react to Billy smashing his way through the door.

'THAT was not supposed to happen.'

"Found a key to the Conductor's Office."

He tossed it to the Captain.

He caught it.

"Right. Let's go."

The three RE characters looked at one another before leaving. Ron was a bit shifty now: more so then earlier. In fact, he actually ran ahead of them. "Saeko, Michael, with me! We're going to the Sleeper Car!" The two got up and followed Ron. "What the hell's going on?" "The Butterfly Effect, that's what happened! Everything's changing due to our presence." Saeko didn't have a clue about the effects of changing the timeline, but she knew about the tale of a butterfly flapping its' wings in one country and causing disaster in another one. The Butterfly Effect could be based on that premise. "We're changing events in the RE timeline?"

"Billy was supposed to be locked in that room upstairs, but I'm happy for the extra fire support."

He reloaded his M4A1.

"Lock and load. We're going to fight a royal pain in the ass in a minutes."

That was a message for Saeko: it was time for her to use the M4A1.

She sighed and cocked the assault rifle.

They entered the Sleeper Car, and waited for Billy and Rebecca.

"So, what are we up against?"

"A giant fucking scorpion."

Saeko and Michael looked at Ron.

"You're kidding."

Ron wasn't.

"I wish."

"Wish what?"

They noticed that Rebecca and Billy, plus Edward-who clearly did not trust Billy with anything-were standing there only 5 feet away.

They, thankfully, didn't catch most of the conversation.

"I wish we weren't on this fucking train dealing with the shit we've dealt with."

He unlocked the door and was greeted with the sight of a new BOW: a Regis Licker. He quickly and quietly closed the door. "Bad thing in there."

"Like what?"

"Chick hanging from the ceiling with a really, really long tongue."

As he'd seen, most Regis Lickers appeared to be women.

That could explain why most of the zombies in RE were men: the girls were all Lickers.

But it might just be that a woman died first, and turned into a Crimson Head, then a Regis Licker.

Either/or, it needed to die.

He cocked the M203.

"Open the door."

Michael opened the door.

Ron's aim was to shove the grenade down its' throat.

It worked.

The 40mm grenade was shoved into the Regis Licker's mouth.

He took aim with the M4 and fired one shot.

That one shot detonated the grenade, killing the Licker.

Ron was nearly showered in T-Virus infected gore, but all that was hit was his boots.

He, thankfully, jumped out of the way before the grenade did its' job.

"That..."

Ron got off the floor.

"Was satisfying."

He HATED that thing in Outbreak File 1, and now he got his revenge.

Michael looked at the remains of the re-dead Licker.

"Was the 40mm actually necessary?"

"I did NOT like that tongue. Get in there!" Saeko ran in, looking for an enemy target.

Nothing except a briefcase.

Soaked in blood and gore, she ignored it.

Ron, on the other hand, grabbed it after cleaning it off.

Rebecca looked at the Captain.

He had done a few odd things in the past few minutes, including running off with Saeko and his older brother.

"This is odd."

"What?"

"The train shouldn't be infested with this many monsters. Hell, they shouldn't even exist."

Then the Captain walked over to a switch.

He pushed it.

A ladder nearly hit Edward in the head.

"Fuck!"

Ron shoved him out of the way and climbed up.

His two companions followed, with Saeko shoving a foot into Edward's face for looking up her skirt.

This cycle would continue until either she got pants or everyone stopped looking up her skirt.

The former was more likely then the latter.

At least Ron and Micheal knew better then to look: they climbed up first.

Bar on second floor

Ron did not want to face the Stinger yet, but he didn't want to run into it in the Management Training Facility, either.

Then again, there could be more then one, like the Hunters.

He hated the Butterfly Effect: it screwed up everything he knew about the games.

"A bar. Molotov Cocktails, anyone?"

Then they heard the sound of the Stinger.

Rebecca was the last one up and she was wondering what the hell it was.

Ron, on the other hand, didn't care.

"Let's go. With our luck, we'll run into it."

Ron reloaded the M203. He opened the door and ran into another Leech Zombie. As before, he closed the door.

"I'm beginning to see a pattern here."

The older Pinkerton handed Ron three wine bottle fire bombs. He opened the door and tossed them in. "DIE!"

The Leech Zombie burned and died, exploding on the other side of the door.

"I really hate those things."

He opened the door.

The dead leeches were still there, long with the now-flaming eggs.

"I love my job."

He walked into the room with the Hunting Shotgun.

It was on the floor, but there was a Masterkey shotgun there as well.

Ron sighed.

There was also another M4A1 on the floor.

He grabbed the Hunting Shotgun and handed it to Rebecca while he took the second M4A1 and attached the Masterkey.

He would need it.

"At least we're getting heavier weapons."

Ron sighed. Time to deal with the giant scorpion. Billy looked at the Captain.

"Why is he carrying the second gun?"

"His guns break quickly."

Billy got it quickly.

They reentered the Bar after taking everything in the bedroom.

Then shit hit the fan for the second time that night.

The chandelier fell to the floor and the Stinger punched its' way through the roof.

Ron's reply?

Cock the M203.

Everyone else was scared shitless.

Ron had faced this foe before in RE0 and UC, so he was focused only on killing it.

He fired the 40mm grenade, hitting the scorpion in the face.

"Aim for the head!"

He switched to the Masterkey and ran toward the BOW.

Billy thought the Captain was insane.

Then he figured it out: Ron had faced this thing before.

He actually hopped onto the thing's face and pumped shotgun shell after shotgun shell into the Stinger's face.

The scorpion used the tail to smack him away, but the barb didn't touch him.

Ron was only made angrier.

By now, Michael and Saeko had joined in, Ron being out of the firing line, 9mm and 5.56mm rounds entering the BOW's head.

It just wasn't dying!

Ron roared, and ran at the giant arthropod.

He had found a pineapple grenade and he was planning on using it!

Avoiding the pincers, he pulled the pin out and stuffed the grenade into the Stinger's head.

If it knew what was about to happen, it made no notice.

Ron jumped away, rolling away from the soon-to-explode BOW.

The head exploded, killing the damned thing once and for all.

"And STAY DEAD!"

Unknown to the others, Ron had dealt with the Stinger far too much.

If he had to fight another one, he was not going to be happy.

"Unless the gates of Hell have opened, which I doubt very much, we're dealing with Bioweapons."

Ron hated giant bugs.

It was Eight Legged Freaks that did it for him: then Resident Evil 4 and REmake.

The scorpion in 0 made matters worse.

"Great. I HATE Bioweapons."

Ron checked himself for any injuries.

None, although he hurt like a bitch.

He jumped down into the Conductor's Office, then landed on top of a zombie that had reanimated and walked in as the doors were open.

As Ron weighed somewhere around 320 pounds and he had 15 pounds of guns on him, the Zombie was crushed and killed...again.

"Whoops."

He caught Saeko and let his brother land on his feet. "See you in a few minutes!"

Ron hated the train, and he wanted to get this over with fast.

With the RE characters

"That was fucking badass!"

Edward thought that Army Rangers weren't supposed to get angry.

Ron got pissed and shoved a grenade into a giant scorpion's head!

"Was this normal?"

"No. Rangers are normally sent in first to deal with the enemy. This guy must be even deeper into the Black Op crap then Force Recon Marines or Navy SEALs."

Rebecca looked at Billy.

"Like what?"

"No clue, but he KNEW how to kill that thing."

Edward didn't trust Billy, but the Marine had a point. Then the train started moving.

"Oh, shit."

"Now what?"

They got down to the Conductor's Office and found Ron's handiwork: the crushed zombie.

"Hot damn! That had to hurt!"

Then Ron popped his head into the office.

"Door to the Engine Car's still locked."

Ron was actually happy.

This was new: commanding, angry, EXTREMELY angry, PISSED OFF and explanatory were the moods they had seen him in. Killing the BOW must've gotten a lot of stress off his mind. "Umbrella cockbites must've gotten on while we were dealing with the scorpion."

"Umbrella?"

Ron sighed.

"As in Umbrella Pharmaceuticals Incorporated Limited, the company that practically OWNS Raccoon City?"

Ron pulled out a file. The company logo was clearly printed on the top of the page.

"The train is owned by Umbrella."

The Ranger turned when he saw another Hunter running toward them.

His Baby Eagle emptied another .357 round into the Hunter's head.

"This is insane!"

Ron had had enough.

He pulled out the briefcase and cut into it, finally getting the card to the Engine Car.

Ron wanted to get off this train now.

To hell with the Butterfly Effect!

He opened the door to the car, and discovered not two, but four dead USS soldiers, two with TMPs and two with MP5A5s.

"Psy, field strip these assholes and shove them off my train!"

Train go boom!