RE: Back Woods Chapter 11 Reconnecting

AN: I do not in any way own any of Capcom's idea's or Characters, I have just placed them in my world. I do own Jeb and Shadow. I had an idea for the story. I'm going to suggest a song to listen to during certain parts of the story. A will be followed by the song name and artist. Please read and review.

Never Leave, Seether

Jeb traced his finger over the map; he was in some area away from the mansion. It looked like he could follow a few hallways to a shed outside of the mansion. "Left, right, right, left, right, left, left." He memorized the pattern quickly. He began his journey praying that he wouldn't be discovered or killed. "I can't believe Devon would to do that to me." He thought to himself. "I would have done anything for that girl." He reached under his masked and wiped away some sweat. Jeb looked a head of himself and saw a few soldiers just standing in the hall. "Hey buddy you got a light?" One of them asked Jeb. Jeb quickly patted himself down. "Uhh yeah." He reached into one of his pockets and felt for his knife. He had a plan, and he hoped it would work or he was going to be in a world of shit. "Freeze…." The soldier in front of him was pointing a silenced pistol at his face. "There went the plan time for a new one." Jeb quickly leaned to his right side; the soldier fired hitting one of the other men. Jeb flicked the assisted opening lever of the knife and ran it through the man's jaw. He quickly grabbed the dead man's handgun and took out the last soldier who was fumbling with his own weapon. Jeb quickly grabbed the ammo for the pistol, and began running down the hall to get away from the area. He felt something warm running down his side. "Fuck." He had popped his stitches. He kept running until he ran right into a heavy built man knocking Jeb backwards. Jeb noticed he had an airborne beret on and an American Flag on his shoulder. The man quickly grabbed his rather large knife and pointed at Jeb. "Wait...wait… I'm not with Umbrella." "Jack wait…." Another man said.

The End has Come, Ben Moody

Jill, Claire, and Shadow searched the room only finding run down computers and empty weapons crates. Shadow sat in a swivel chair. He thought of his cousin, and of all that he had lost. The pain still traveled to every inch of his body. He forced himself to work; he still had to find Jeb. "How long to you think the others will be?" He asked one of the women. "Shouldn't be to much longer." Jill answered. She then whispered under he breath. "I hope."

Barry, Rebecca, and Chris had found themselves in a world of shit. The second floor of the mansion was filled with zombies. They had to just keep leap frogging to the first floor in order to reach safer ground. "Barry go, go, go." Chris yelled covering him as he fired into the horde of zombies. "Rebecca go!" Chris yelled to his other teammate. Barry and Rebecca both covered Chris as he ran to new cover. The group of three finally made it outside.

Claire turned to the only door in the room. Someone was pounding on it. "Jill get ready…" Claire said to the older woman. Jill tossed her Berretta to Claire. The pounding was getting more forceful. Shadow aimed at the door as best he could, he held the rifle with a shaky grip.

"Jill, Claire!" Chris yelled. "Chris there's something try to get in here." Claire whispered back up to her brother. "Hold on we'll be right down." Chris said. Barry and Chris quickly secured the rope to the rafters of the shed. "Rebecca you first." Barry ordered. The girls grabbed the rope and slowly slide down to the floor below. Chris and Barry followed behind her one at a time. "You guys ok?" Chris asked. "Yeah we're fine, but Rebecca go check on Shadow." Jill said. Rebecca ran over to Shadow and began treatment. Chris looked at the door. "Hmmm, ok everyone find some cover I have an idea." Chris ordered. Everyone took cover, while Chris hid somewhere near the door. A few moments later the door busted open. Three men walked, two tall gentlemen dressed in Under Armour with black BDU pants and one shorter man dressed in an Umbrella Combat Uniform (UCU). Chris silently snuck up behind the shorter one, grabbing him and pointing his Berretta at the soldier's head. "Don't move." Chris whispered.

"Federal Agents, FREEZE!" The two me yelled as the turned around.

AN: Alright that was written on the webpage format. I hope it works better the last chapters did.

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