Yo, CaptainPrice here with another update for 'Resident Edville'. I know it's been a while since the last update, but I hope this chapter is worth it. Now this chapter has two character deaths. I'm sure one of the readers that likes this story will hate me after this chapter, but I really hope he likes how his favorite character finishes his last act of duty. Anyway, Read and Review when done please!
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The man sat in his chair looking out his office window. A buzz was heard and he pressed down on the intercom.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Mr. President, your meeting is about to begin." The secretary replied.
"Very well, thank you."
President John Henderson got out of his chair, straightened his tie and exited the office. His Vice President, Carl Palmer, was waiting for him so they could go to the meeting. Henderson nodded and they walked down the corridor. They walked in silence, not saying a word to another. There would be plenty of words to say at the meeting. The two of them turned right and into a large square room with a long table. President Henderson sat at the center of the table and Palmer sat opposite him. The rest of the staff found their seats and awaited Henderson to speak. Once everyone quieted, President Henderson cleared his throat and looked at his staff.
"All right, as you all are aware, Raccoon City has become completely tainted with an unknown virus, turning anyone into zombies who are bitten by either rodents or other zombies, correct?" Henderson inquired.
"Yes, Mr. President, we are." Palmer replied.
"Now, I called this meeting because I want to know what you all think our next step of action should be. From the way I see it, two things can be done."
"What were you thinking, Mr. President?" General Garrison asked.
"The two plans I am thinking of are currently we either, sterilize Raccoon City with a Nuclear Bomb, wiping out all the abominations before they spread throughout the states."
Many surprised murmurs were heard throughout the conference room. A lot of the staff looked at President Henderson with shock, but others looked at him with understanding looks.
"Is that really prudent, sir?" asked C.I.A Director, Edwards.
"Edwards, I wasn't finished yet, but no, that really isn't the plan I want to take. Reason being, I'm still perfectly aware that there are thousands of civilians that are still trapped inside that city. So my second idea was to send in Delta Force to evacuate all civilians before we nuke the city."
"How many soldiers are we talking here, Mr. President?" Garrison asked.
"I think around five hundred Rangers would do the trick. We can send them in on UH-60 Blackhawks and use Little Bird choppers to kill any of the creatures that are in the city."
"I can get that ready for you within ten hours, Mr. President."
"Excellent. I want the Rangers at Raccoon City before dawn tomorrow to evacuate any survivors they can find in the city."
"Yes, Mr. President."
"Garrison, your men have twelve hours to get any civilians out of the city before I drop the nuke on it. Understood?"
"Yes, Mr. President."
"Okay, you have work to do, General Garrison. You are dismissed."
General Garrison saluted President Henderson with respect before putting on his beret and exiting the room. Henderson signed the form for the Rangers to be deployed before handing it to his secretary to deliver it to Supreme Court. The meeting ended and everyone departed the room before heading to their designated areas. Henderson, Palmer, and Edwards walked into the Oval Office and sat down. Henderson handed Palmer and Edwards some beer before sitting down on the couch.
"Mr. President, do you think the virus in Raccoon City may have been a terrorist attack?" Edwards asked.
"I highly doubt it, Edwards. But I have a feeling that it may have been released on purpose." Henderson replied, sipping his Miller Lite.
"What makes you say that, John?" Carl asked.
"Think about it, Carl. Umbrella Incorporations is a legit pharmaceutical company. Nothing gets in our out of that factory. I'm willing to bet that one of the employees that work there may have infected one rodent with the failed experiment and it set off a chain reaction with the rodents. The mice or rats or whatever the hell they are using to test the experiment on must've bit one worker, turning him or her into the original zombie. And that's where everything went out the door."
"But that doesn't explain how it may have been planted."
"Well, if you think about it, there could be an insider in the staff for Umbrella that may have planned for this to happen."
"You're probably right, sir. Because when the E.A.S was sent to Raccoon City about the outbreak, it happened shortly after an ambulance failed to report back to the Raccoon City Hospital when it went to pick up one of the employees at the factory who claimed to be feeling very nauseated." Edwards informed.
"That would make sense, I mean, it's possible that the paramedics may have been attacked by the zombie or they may have been killed by the insider before they could send a distress call through their radio." Carl added.
"I don't suppose you happen to know when the Hospital received the 911 call to the factory do you?"
"No, I'm not sure. If we tried to contact them now, we'd be SOL since the power grid is down over in that district of the city, so we have no way to contact them."
Edwards' phone gave a ring and he excused himself for a moment to answer. Carl and John watched as Edwards continued talking on the phone to one of his coworkers. Edwards' face turned pale and he dropped his beer on the office floor. He hung up his phone and stood up abruptly.
"What's wrong, Edwards?" John asked.
"Forgive me, Mr. President. I just received a call from General Garrison and he sounded very urgent about something." Edwards replied.
"What'd he say?"
"He says that there were multiple bogeys appearing off the Atlantic and Pacific coastline."
"What?"
"Sir, I'm not sure what to tell you. I'm going back to HQ to see what the hell's going on. In the meantime, I suggest you get your panic room on standby just for safety."
"It could just be some sort of A.C.S fault." Carl suggested.
"Maybe, but I wouldn't chance it, Carl."
Edwards' turned on his heel and bolted out of the room. John and Carl stood there looking at the open door with some concern. They looked at each other before Carl walked to the door.
"I'll get the Secret Service on standby, Mr. President."
And with that, Carl closed the door. John sighed and walked back to the couch before lounging back in it. Maybe a short nap would clear his head and calm him down.
Back in Raccoon City, Nebraska, things were getting worse for the cul-de-sac kids. Two of them were killed less than an hour ago by another Gigante, leaving them shorthanded some help. Shortly after Sarah and Jonny were killed by the Gigante, Ed had informed the other teams about it after they killed the Gigante. No one said anything about how much trouble they were in now after losing two more friends and teammates. Eddy and Edd ended up giving Ed their condolences when he informed them of his sister's death.
Ed held his M16A4 in his arms with a death grip. Nazz was on the left, Carly on the right and Colin was covering the rear. The four of them remained in silence, not wanting to talk to each other for fear of an ambush or the topic of Sarah and Jonny's untimely death. Ed heard some heavy footsteps coming from ahead and held up a hand for everyone to standby. They waited to see what was coming behind the corner. Ed rested his finger on the trigger of his assault rifle, ready to unleash a storm of lead to the thing that would turn the corner.
"Is it still following us, Double D?" Kevin asked.
"No, I don't think it even saw us run away. We ran when it turned its back, remember?"
"Oh, yeah."
Ed stood up and motioned for the others to lower their weapons. Edd and Kevin appeared from around the corner to see Ed, Nazz, Colin, and Carly standing there looking disheveled. They hurried over to them to listen to what happened between them and the Gigante. When Nazz finished telling the story, Edd put a comforting hand on Ed's shoulder. He felt Ed shake and give a couple sobs as his thoughts drifted back to Sarah. All of them tensed when they heard another pair of footsteps coming from the corridor in front of them.
"Parker, are they still following us?" Eddy gasped for breath.
"I'm sure they are we couldn't really find any routes to deter them from us." Parker replied.
"Eddy, Parker, what's wrong?" Edd called.
"Double D, we need to get out of here, now!" Eddy said appearing with Parker, holding an M60 Light Machine Gun.
"What happened to your M16?" Kevin asked, pointing to Eddy's new gun.
"Some zombie broke it in half when it tried to swipe at me." Eddy replied.
"It was that strong?" Nazz asked with some shock.
"Yeah, I think they're getting stronger… a lot stronger."
Growls, lip smacking and evil chanting came from behind them. They all turned to see a massive horde of abominations in front of them. However, there were two new creatures that scared them. Some were wearing some cult like robes and the other seemed like a giant basketball player, except it was skinny and deathly pale. The kids pointed their weapons at them and got ready to fire.
"What the heck is that tall one?" Colin asked.
"Red, I wouldn't even try to kill that one." Parker replied.
"Why?"
"Eddy and I tried and wasted three clips on it. Whenever we shot its limbs off, they would regenerate. I'm not sure if we have to shoot it in a certain spot, but we haven't had any luck in stopping it."
"Um, guys." Carly began, backing up the way they came.
"Run!" Edd yelled.
The eight of them dashed down the corridor as fast as they could. The horde of creatures were right on their heels, their cries of hunger and thundering footsteps filled the ears of the teenagers. The group turned right and burst through a pair of double doors and entered a giant room. They could see a life that led upstairs. All of them ran to the lift, only to find it wasn't online.
"Shit, we're at a dead end!" Kevin swore in panic.
"I might be able to reroute the electricity to the lift by using the computers here. Keep them off me long enough so I can do it!" Edd hollered, running over to a nearby computer.
"Well hurry up, Double D! I don't think the doors are going to last!" Parker yelled.
The doors burst off the hinges and the abominations entered the room. Gunshots immediately filled the room as bullets soared and hit the crowd of creatures. Parker took cover behind a nearby desk and reloaded his G36C. Eddy held the M60 up and peered down the sight before opening fire. Shells of bullets littered the floor making chiming sounds as they hit it.
"Loading!" Eddy called, fumbling for a new barrel for his gun.
"Ed, Carly, switch to the M203 to kill some of them!" Colin barked.
Ed, Carly, and Colin all clicked the barrel underneath the gun and fired. Three loud whooshes filled the room followed by three explosions. Limbs of zombies and other creatures showered the group. Nazz fired the rest of her clip into the head of one of the men wearing head covered robes. The head exploded, but something else happened. Instead of the man falling to the ground dead like the other zombies, something else took the heads place. It looked like a parasite of some sort with a large tentacle and a razor sharp claw. Parker pulled out his M1014 for a quick kill so he would have to reload. Ka-bam! The head of the creature exploded sending green guts over the floor.
Parker fired the last five shots in his shotgun before ducking down to reload again. Edd finally got the computer online and began to try and find the power grid on the desktop. After finding it, Edd opened it on the computer only to have multiple questions appear. It seemed he would have to answer each question properly to break the security on the lift in order to get it operating.
"Just a little longer guys!" Edd urged.
Kevin dropped three more zombies before reloading his M4 with a new magazine. He looked around and noticed his friends were all running low on ammunition and the waves of these zombies just kept on coming. Kevin quickly muttered a prayer and jumped up firing at some more zombies. Carly loaded another magazine into her M16 and noticed another robed figure walking to Parker. She quickly shot the man in the head twice. The head exploded, but instead of the parasite with the tentacle a giant grey worm appeared in the head.
"Parker, lookout!" Colin yelled, aiming at the worm.
Parker turned and looked up to see a giant worm head above him. He didn't have time to move and the worm swallowed his head whole. After a second the worm let Parker go, his headless body fell to the floor and blood pooled around it.
"NO!" Colin and Carly cried.
"Parker's down!" Ed yelled, shooting the worm with his M203.
The worm exploded sending yellow and green guts all over the area. Parker's death seemed to trigger a large adrenaline rush within the group. The zombies began to get close enough to try and bite them which resulted in some angry smashes. One zombie grabbed Kevin and attempted to bite his throat. Kevin pulled out his pistol and slammed the butt of it into the zombies head before shooting it in the face. Nazz picked up Parker's shotgun and began to slam it against a fallen zombies head repeatedly, sending blood splattering all over the floor. Ed went so far as to kill five zombies with his knife before attaching it to his M16 to use as a bayonet.
Ed stabbed one zombie in the stomach and fired twice. The shots hit the zombie in the stomach sending its innards onto the ground behind it. Carly and Colin began to use their fists and feet to conserve their ammunition and beat the zombies to death. Eddy took aim at the large white creature. This time he was going to kill it. He fired and each bullet struck the creature sending it staggering back. Eddy managed to blast off its arms and legs and that's when he saw the weak spot. A purple spot appeared on its chest. Eddy fired the last 25 shots into the purple blemish and the creature exploded.
"Ha, suck it!" Eddy yelled, loading another barrel into his M60.
Edd finally managed to break the security grid after entering the last answer into the type box. He clicked the mouse and highlighted the rift in the room with it. 'Diverting Power… Two minutes remaining' the screen read. Edd cursed at the old piece of junk for being so slow.
"Two more minutes!" Edd hollered taking a defensive position by Kevin and Eddy.
More zombies appeared along with more of the robed men. This time the men were holding guns of their own. This made the teens quickly shift their fire to the deranged robe wearing cultists. Eddy, Kevin, and Edd pulled out some of their grenade and threw them at the cultists. The grenades exploded sending many zombies and the weapon wielding maniacs all over the room. A loud buzz signaled that the lift was online now.
"Get to the lift, quickly!" Nazz yelled, running onto the metallic platform.
The teens bolted for the elevator to get on and take to the upper floor. Eddy was still firing at the zombies to keep them back long enough for the others to get on the platform. When Edd hopped on he turned to get Eddy's attention.
"Eddy, come on!" Edd yelled.
Eddy turned around and ran to the lift. As he was about to climb on, he fell to the floor. Three bullets entered Eddy's body. One hit the back of his knee, another in his lower back, and the last in his shoulder.
"Eddy! Grab my hand!" Ed yelled, holding out his hand to Eddy.
Eddy looked up at his friends and tried to move but he couldn't. The shot to his back must've paralyzed him. He looked at Ed and Edd and gave a small grin. A tear fell down his face as he remembered all the times he shared with his two best friends. As he thought about it, he never really gave them much thanks for all the misadventures he dragged them through throughout the years.
"Ed, Double D… thanks for sticking by me all this time…" Eddy said, trembling a little bit.
"Eddy, shut-up and grab my hand!" Edd ordered, tears filling his eyes.
"No… Sockhead, Lumpy, it's my turn to lay down the sacrifice that I never gave you guys but you graciously gave me."
"Eddy, come on. We can get you out of here!" Ed yelled, getting off the elevator to grab him.
Eddy pulled out his M9 pistol and pointed it at Ed. Ed stopped in his tracks and looked down at Eddy with wide eyes. Tears began to swell inside them as he looked at his dying friend.
"Lumpy, as the last command I give you… save yourself and protect Double D." Eddy choked, tears falling freely down his face.
"No, wait, Eddy!" Nazz began, moving towards him.
"May you live long, guys."
Eddy shot the control box to the lift and the lift soared up to the next floor.
"NO!" Ed and Edd cried as they saw their friend vanish from view.
Eddy turned over on his back, and popped the last barrel of ammunition for the M60 into his gun. He cocked it and sat up against a nearby wall, struggling to stay conscious. The zombies drew nearer to him and he opened fire. One by one, the zombies fell at Eddy's feet. He waited for each on to get with striking distance of him for better damage. The last zombie in the room fell at Eddy's feet. He dropped the now empty M60 by his side. His breaths came in hard gasps as he tried to breathe. Clapping filled the room and Eddy looked up to see Albert Wesker walking towards him with two body guards.
"That was quite the performance, Jackson." Wesker grinned.
"I can end this now. The only reason he's here is because he thinks I have the journal. Just gotta time it right." Eddy thought, his hand lightly touching his M9.
"Now, give me the journal." Wesker said, holding out his hand.
"I don't have it. Double D's dad has it now." Eddy lied.
Wesker stood there and glared at Eddy from behind his sunglasses. He gave a hard kick into Eddy's ribs, effectively breaking them. Eddy barely flinched in pain since his torso was numbed from being paralyzed. He turned around and began to walk away but stopped when he heard a click. Wesker turned and saw Eddy pointing his M9 at his head. He smirked at the kid's clever plan, but it wouldn't work. Even if Eddy shot him, it wouldn't kill him.
"You don't have the guts kid." Wesker taunted.
"I'm going to die anyway. I quite frankly don't care about guts at this point." Eddy replied.
Seconds went by and Eddy's finger squeezed the trigger. Bang! The bullet struck Wesker in the temple, causing him to stumble back. Eddy and Wesker were shocked, but for two different reasons. Eddy was shocked the Wesker survived a headshot, while Wesker was surprised that the wound wasn't healing.
"Impossible! Why isn't the virus healing me like it should?" Wesker thought angrily.
He glared at Eddy who was looking at him with half opened eyes. Wesker pulled out his Desert Eagle and aimed at Eddy. He cocked the gun and the click was the last thing Eddy would hear. Bam! Eddy winced lightly as the bullet struck him directly in the heart. He felt his vision going dark and he saw Wesker exiting the chamber with his henchman trailing behind him. The pain slowly faded away from him as he felt himself losing consciousness.
"Is this what dying feels like? It's not so bad… heh, it actually feels peaceful." Eddy thought.
His eyes closed and he was surrounded by darkness. He saw Ed and Edd appear in front of him transparent grinning at him and waving. Eddy chuckled at this and his two best friends that gave his life purpose faded from sight.
"Ed, Double D… I…"
Bu-bump, bu-bump, bump, bump… silence… -(A/N: That was Eddy's heartbeat for those who are confused.)
Well, that's the chapter. I would request all of you lower your heads and give a moment of silence for Eddy's valorous sacrifice. For this action Eddy Jackson's will receive the 'Medal of Honor' post humously by President John Henderson. Anyway, I hope you all liked the chapter. Read and Review as always. See you next time- CaptainPrice.
Character Status:
Eddward Kennedy: Fine
Ed Hartsock: Fine
Eddy Jackson: K.I.A
Nazz McCreary: Fine
Sarah Hartsock: K.I.A
Kevin Hawkins: Fine
Rolf Paulsen: Fine
Jimmy Rosselle: K.I.A
Jonny Garnett: K.I.A
Parker Polonsky: K.I.A
Colin (Red) Marsh: Fine
Carly Larson: Fine
Garrett Sanderson: Caution
Victor Meyer: K.I.A
Jill Valentine: Fine
Chris Redfield: Fine
Leon Kennedy: Fine
Rebecca Chambers: K.I.A