Raccoon City: Demon's Gate
Chapter 10
By Windra
Rowan and Brad stumbled backwards as the monster lifted its head to the sky and roared. Its yellow eyes blazed hungrily as it looked down at the two again, raising its four arms as it walked closer to them on its hind legs. The creature's fangs gnashed threateningly as it prepared to attack. Hissing, it brought one of its arms down towards them-
-and they jumped out of the way just before it got to them. Rowan jumped to the left and Brad to the right. Rowan landed hard on the ground, and the wound on her left arm began to throb painfully. The monster lurched forwards, looking at them both, then started for Rowan, who scrambled to her feet within a second. The creature hissed, giving a loud roar before it lunged at her-
-and Rowan jumped to the right. The creature landed on its feet, looking towards the two.
"Run!" Brad yelled, and he and Rowan starting running through the streets, the monster close behind.
The creature roared in frustration, its rumbling footsteps chasing after them. They could hear the claws and arms of the creature rip through the air behind them. The two continued running as if the hounds of hell were on their tale, and Rowan nearly ran into a zombie doing so. They ran past the carrier, which turned towards them as they ran and started to lurch after them. There was a dull thump as the creature ran past it, its claws tearing its head clean off of the zombie's shoulders as it did. The monster roared in rage, the lunged at Brad, who missed it narrowly.
It kept chasing them as they ran. The two took a left into an alley. Brad and Rowan kept running, not daring to look behind. There was a loud crash as the creature knocked over a trash can in its hunt. The two people turned a right to find a large, rusty metal door. They ran for it, and the monster charged at them as they opened the door. It lunged as they were about to run in-
-and its snout met the hard metal of the door as the two slammed the door behind them. It cringed and fell to the ground, lifting its injured snout to the air and opening its jaws wide to let loose a loud, horrible roar that shook the nearby buildings. Hissing at the door, the monster slowly turned and began to walk away.
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Rowan and Brad stood behind the door they just came through, leaning on the walls and trying to catch their breath. The door had led into another road...Main Street, to be exact. The roof of the hospital could be seen in the distance. Cars and trucks were piled up in flaming heaps, and several buildings had caught on fire. There were a few moans of oncoming zombies, but they were two far away to bother with.
They jumped when the crocodile hybrid rammed into the door headfirst, thinking that the door was about to give way. However, the heavy footfalls of the monster moved away into the distance. Rowan suddenly smiled, a small joke forming in her mind.
"So now its the undead-croc-smash-a-thon?" she joked, earning a chuckle from Brad.
"S'pose so," he said. "We're out of undead dogs because Jill smashed the living daylights out of them."
Rowan gave a soft laugh and turned to face the alley. Nodding in silent agreement, they walked out of the alley and into the street.
One zombie was halfway through crawling through a smashed car's front window while another was lurching towards them with its arms outstretched. The two people meerely walked past them because of the zombies' speed, and reached the other side of the street safely. They weaved through another alley and found themselves in another street, but they were not so lucky zombie-wise.
Three zombies were directly in front of them, all of them shambling in their direction. Two more were to the right, and to the left, another two were only a few feet away. Actually, two and a half if you counted the upper half of the body of another zombie that was crawling towards them, its entrails dragging along the ground. They moaned endlessly as they tried to reach Rowan and Brad to get their food.
Rowan fired at one of the closest ones and Brad shot at another, and the two virus carriers fell to the ground. The last one that stood directly in front of them was soon on the ground by another shot from Brad, and, seeing the clearing they had made, the two began to run to the other side-
-and in a second, Rowan found herself almost tripping. She glanced backwards as she tried to regain her balance, and saw that the crawling zombie was latching onto her right leg. It groaned as it drew its mouth closer...
Rowan kicked at its head, causing a piece of flaky skin to slip away, revealing the dull white skull. There was the sound of a gun reloading behind her as she kicked again. The zombie moaned as it drew closer to her foot, and the girl kicked at its left cheek, causing its head to be pushed away for the moment. Within less that a second, the zombie's head started heading for her right foot again. Rowan continued to kick as its jaws got closer-
-and suddenly, its head fell down in a gurgling moan. There was a hole in the back of its head, blood oozing out of it. Rowan quickly kicked the rotting hand, which was still clutching weakly to her leg, away and scrambled to her feet, looking up to see Brad holding a gun, still pointing it at the zombie. She nodded in thanks and they started to run for the next street with the monsters close behind.
Another door stood in their path, and the two quickly ran inside of it, slamming the door behind them. Within a few minutes, the undead started pounding on the door and wailing for blood. Rowan shuddered, memories of the middle school's infestation flowing back into her mind. Sighing, she began to look around the new surroundings.
They were in what looked like drug store. There were six aisles, and each of them were filled with all types of medecine. Ahead of them was the counter where the pharmacists (sp?) usually worked, and to the right of the counter was a door.
The two began to search for a vaccine for the T-virus in an instant. They scoped through the medecine in the rows and behind the counter for about fifteen minutes, but there wasn't a trace of a T-virus vaccination...not even a clue as to where it might be. Moaning, they started for the other door to start for the hospital-
i-Click...click...click.../i
Rowan and Brad froze as a low, raspy breathing filled the air. Taking a deep breath, they rose their heads to see what the thing was.
The thing was clinging to the ceiling as if it were a spider. It looked almost like a human, but the comparison between a human and the creature ended there. Its body was fleshy and pink as if the skin had been ripped off. Each of its arms were tipped with three long, curved, sharp claws instead of hands. The thing's head had no eyes, and on its head was the exposed whitish-pink tissue of the brain. The monster's mouth was full of razor sharp teeth, and a tongue, lance-like in shape, flicked out of its mouth. The tongue extended to become about five or six feet, then it snapped back inside the creature's mouth. For the first time since she entered the room, Rowan saw that there was a small hole in the cieling, in the right corner across from them, to be exact, yet it was large enough for that creature to squeaze into.
It couldn't see Rowan and Brad, but it could hear every breath they took. It eyeless gaze looked to where the source of the breathing was coming from. They stood still for a minute, and the creature finally tore its sightless stare away from them. It started to linger around the ceiling aimlessly. The two exchanged glances, then looked at the door. Then they ran for it, Rowan grabbing the handle of the door and pulling it open as Brad ran through.
The creature roared a shrill, high-pitched shriek and let its grip on the ceiling fell. Rowan watched as the monster twirled around in mid-air and landed swiftly on its clawed arms. With as much speed it could conjure up, it darted for them. Rowan ran through the door, slamming it behind her. She heard the monster clawing and scratching at the door, wailing in anger as the prey it tried to catch made their escape.
Rowan shook her head and looked down the road that they had arrived on. Luckily, the hole in the wall wasn't on the side they got out of, so the monster wouldn't be able to get them, unless it could climb over a building in two minutes. The road was almost completely deserted except for a few zombies roaming aimlessly around the street. They were too far away to hear or pay any heed to the two people that had just gotten out of the drug store.
Slowly, Rowan checked her gun to make sure it was still loaded, then gazed down the street.
"I can't wait 'till we get outta here," she murmered softly.
Brad nodded. "I can agree to that."
One of the once human creatures heard them, and it turned to face them. Slowly, it shambled in their direction as a low, helpless moan rose from its torn throat. Brad and Rowan sighed, then began to walk past the zombie, hoping to get to the hospital on time.
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Behemoth watched from above a nearby building, its eyes flickering with a rage it never knew it had before. It had tried countless times to get the humans, yet they always seemed to escape its grasp. Right now it just wanted blood, their blood. However, it would need to attack later. They were aware now, and were scoping the shadows as they walked past the human monsters that were too slow to catch them. If Behemoth arrived now, they would shoot it down. But if it caught them off gaurd...
Behemoth wasn't stupid. Its intelligence level had been altered by the Umbrella scientists. It knew how to plan its attacks, and it knew when to attack. Hissing, Behemoth slinked into the shadows silently, waiting until the time was right.
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Chapter 11 is in progress. It might not be up until either this weekend or sometime this week. Bear with me! Any questions or anything, just e-mail me at Dragon_Of_Wind@msn.com C-ya!
Chapter 10
By Windra
Rowan and Brad stumbled backwards as the monster lifted its head to the sky and roared. Its yellow eyes blazed hungrily as it looked down at the two again, raising its four arms as it walked closer to them on its hind legs. The creature's fangs gnashed threateningly as it prepared to attack. Hissing, it brought one of its arms down towards them-
-and they jumped out of the way just before it got to them. Rowan jumped to the left and Brad to the right. Rowan landed hard on the ground, and the wound on her left arm began to throb painfully. The monster lurched forwards, looking at them both, then started for Rowan, who scrambled to her feet within a second. The creature hissed, giving a loud roar before it lunged at her-
-and Rowan jumped to the right. The creature landed on its feet, looking towards the two.
"Run!" Brad yelled, and he and Rowan starting running through the streets, the monster close behind.
The creature roared in frustration, its rumbling footsteps chasing after them. They could hear the claws and arms of the creature rip through the air behind them. The two continued running as if the hounds of hell were on their tale, and Rowan nearly ran into a zombie doing so. They ran past the carrier, which turned towards them as they ran and started to lurch after them. There was a dull thump as the creature ran past it, its claws tearing its head clean off of the zombie's shoulders as it did. The monster roared in rage, the lunged at Brad, who missed it narrowly.
It kept chasing them as they ran. The two took a left into an alley. Brad and Rowan kept running, not daring to look behind. There was a loud crash as the creature knocked over a trash can in its hunt. The two people turned a right to find a large, rusty metal door. They ran for it, and the monster charged at them as they opened the door. It lunged as they were about to run in-
-and its snout met the hard metal of the door as the two slammed the door behind them. It cringed and fell to the ground, lifting its injured snout to the air and opening its jaws wide to let loose a loud, horrible roar that shook the nearby buildings. Hissing at the door, the monster slowly turned and began to walk away.
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Rowan and Brad stood behind the door they just came through, leaning on the walls and trying to catch their breath. The door had led into another road...Main Street, to be exact. The roof of the hospital could be seen in the distance. Cars and trucks were piled up in flaming heaps, and several buildings had caught on fire. There were a few moans of oncoming zombies, but they were two far away to bother with.
They jumped when the crocodile hybrid rammed into the door headfirst, thinking that the door was about to give way. However, the heavy footfalls of the monster moved away into the distance. Rowan suddenly smiled, a small joke forming in her mind.
"So now its the undead-croc-smash-a-thon?" she joked, earning a chuckle from Brad.
"S'pose so," he said. "We're out of undead dogs because Jill smashed the living daylights out of them."
Rowan gave a soft laugh and turned to face the alley. Nodding in silent agreement, they walked out of the alley and into the street.
One zombie was halfway through crawling through a smashed car's front window while another was lurching towards them with its arms outstretched. The two people meerely walked past them because of the zombies' speed, and reached the other side of the street safely. They weaved through another alley and found themselves in another street, but they were not so lucky zombie-wise.
Three zombies were directly in front of them, all of them shambling in their direction. Two more were to the right, and to the left, another two were only a few feet away. Actually, two and a half if you counted the upper half of the body of another zombie that was crawling towards them, its entrails dragging along the ground. They moaned endlessly as they tried to reach Rowan and Brad to get their food.
Rowan fired at one of the closest ones and Brad shot at another, and the two virus carriers fell to the ground. The last one that stood directly in front of them was soon on the ground by another shot from Brad, and, seeing the clearing they had made, the two began to run to the other side-
-and in a second, Rowan found herself almost tripping. She glanced backwards as she tried to regain her balance, and saw that the crawling zombie was latching onto her right leg. It groaned as it drew its mouth closer...
Rowan kicked at its head, causing a piece of flaky skin to slip away, revealing the dull white skull. There was the sound of a gun reloading behind her as she kicked again. The zombie moaned as it drew closer to her foot, and the girl kicked at its left cheek, causing its head to be pushed away for the moment. Within less that a second, the zombie's head started heading for her right foot again. Rowan continued to kick as its jaws got closer-
-and suddenly, its head fell down in a gurgling moan. There was a hole in the back of its head, blood oozing out of it. Rowan quickly kicked the rotting hand, which was still clutching weakly to her leg, away and scrambled to her feet, looking up to see Brad holding a gun, still pointing it at the zombie. She nodded in thanks and they started to run for the next street with the monsters close behind.
Another door stood in their path, and the two quickly ran inside of it, slamming the door behind them. Within a few minutes, the undead started pounding on the door and wailing for blood. Rowan shuddered, memories of the middle school's infestation flowing back into her mind. Sighing, she began to look around the new surroundings.
They were in what looked like drug store. There were six aisles, and each of them were filled with all types of medecine. Ahead of them was the counter where the pharmacists (sp?) usually worked, and to the right of the counter was a door.
The two began to search for a vaccine for the T-virus in an instant. They scoped through the medecine in the rows and behind the counter for about fifteen minutes, but there wasn't a trace of a T-virus vaccination...not even a clue as to where it might be. Moaning, they started for the other door to start for the hospital-
i-Click...click...click.../i
Rowan and Brad froze as a low, raspy breathing filled the air. Taking a deep breath, they rose their heads to see what the thing was.
The thing was clinging to the ceiling as if it were a spider. It looked almost like a human, but the comparison between a human and the creature ended there. Its body was fleshy and pink as if the skin had been ripped off. Each of its arms were tipped with three long, curved, sharp claws instead of hands. The thing's head had no eyes, and on its head was the exposed whitish-pink tissue of the brain. The monster's mouth was full of razor sharp teeth, and a tongue, lance-like in shape, flicked out of its mouth. The tongue extended to become about five or six feet, then it snapped back inside the creature's mouth. For the first time since she entered the room, Rowan saw that there was a small hole in the cieling, in the right corner across from them, to be exact, yet it was large enough for that creature to squeaze into.
It couldn't see Rowan and Brad, but it could hear every breath they took. It eyeless gaze looked to where the source of the breathing was coming from. They stood still for a minute, and the creature finally tore its sightless stare away from them. It started to linger around the ceiling aimlessly. The two exchanged glances, then looked at the door. Then they ran for it, Rowan grabbing the handle of the door and pulling it open as Brad ran through.
The creature roared a shrill, high-pitched shriek and let its grip on the ceiling fell. Rowan watched as the monster twirled around in mid-air and landed swiftly on its clawed arms. With as much speed it could conjure up, it darted for them. Rowan ran through the door, slamming it behind her. She heard the monster clawing and scratching at the door, wailing in anger as the prey it tried to catch made their escape.
Rowan shook her head and looked down the road that they had arrived on. Luckily, the hole in the wall wasn't on the side they got out of, so the monster wouldn't be able to get them, unless it could climb over a building in two minutes. The road was almost completely deserted except for a few zombies roaming aimlessly around the street. They were too far away to hear or pay any heed to the two people that had just gotten out of the drug store.
Slowly, Rowan checked her gun to make sure it was still loaded, then gazed down the street.
"I can't wait 'till we get outta here," she murmered softly.
Brad nodded. "I can agree to that."
One of the once human creatures heard them, and it turned to face them. Slowly, it shambled in their direction as a low, helpless moan rose from its torn throat. Brad and Rowan sighed, then began to walk past the zombie, hoping to get to the hospital on time.
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Behemoth watched from above a nearby building, its eyes flickering with a rage it never knew it had before. It had tried countless times to get the humans, yet they always seemed to escape its grasp. Right now it just wanted blood, their blood. However, it would need to attack later. They were aware now, and were scoping the shadows as they walked past the human monsters that were too slow to catch them. If Behemoth arrived now, they would shoot it down. But if it caught them off gaurd...
Behemoth wasn't stupid. Its intelligence level had been altered by the Umbrella scientists. It knew how to plan its attacks, and it knew when to attack. Hissing, Behemoth slinked into the shadows silently, waiting until the time was right.
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Chapter 11 is in progress. It might not be up until either this weekend or sometime this week. Bear with me! Any questions or anything, just e-mail me at Dragon_Of_Wind@msn.com C-ya!