The Horror
**if this is your first time back in awhile, please reread last chapter. It will help to add detail
onve entitled "Comin Soon", I have chosen to ad to it ad make it an official part of the story.**
Hey guys and gals!
Remember me!?
...no? O.K., can't aay I blame you.
So, to all you fellow writters out there:
Do you ever have one of those times when you are writting a chapter with it's own completely seperate focus, but end up with a small part growing into it's own standalone chapter instead.
"The Horror." Is one of those times. ENJOY!
"Look at me." Leon calmly instructed Ashley.
"I know you wanna look... Subconsciously... and you may have to..."
Leon sighed at this point. "But I don't want you to have that image in your mind. You need to stay with me now; there's no turning back. Just stay close to me and DON'T LOOK AT THE FLOOR."
Ashley nodded, scared but confident. She had already seen so much. To prove herself to Leon, her friend, confidant, protector, hero and crush all rolled up into one, that she was no longer the weak helpless girl he first met years ago...and confirm that risking his life for her was worth it.
To him... Her family... and herself
The blue mist still hung eerily on the floor as they walked trough the grand hall where the night of horror first began. It was going by in a rush, yet they needed to be careful and not make any crucial mistakes...
"Uh." Ashley moaned as she tripped. She felt ashamed and embarrassed as Leon looked back at her and motioned for her to stay quiet. "Shh..." Zombies were actually very sensitive to sound, something that could be an advantage when deterring them, but a disadvantage if you're trying to avoid confronting, alerting or "awakening" them altogether.
Ashley brushed herself as beat she could, looking down just enough get back up, spying trough the blue gas mask the stains of blood on her once pristine golden-yellow dress she hoped would somehow impress Leon with her new more athletic figure. All she could hear was her breath and the slight creek as she rose.
Again she felt herself tripping, but stayed upright and caught herself. Trying to step around bodies in heels with the ends broken off (Ashley did earlier for efficiency) under blue fog wasn't a task she would ever consider easy, yet it was almost as if someone was...pulling...
Leon could see the sheer horor in Ashley's face as the rotting face of a guest in a suit slowly rose. It's hair had completely fallen off and the inside of his mouth could be seen trough holes, as well as the red contents within.
Ashley fought with all her might not to vomit in her mask, fearing certain death if she did so. She quickly backed up and fell over as the zombie rose.
She felt reassured despite more undead rising that she fell against the firm upright legs of...
"Ashley!" Leon called out to er from behind... he form she was leaning against.
Slowly her eyes went wide as she looked up at the face of death herself descending down on her.
With a split second, Leon had tackled the figure over Ashley, ducking in reaction and helping to flip it over and into the first enemy.
As they turned around, two more figures rose and the fight began.
*click*
Before the two of them could blink, their guns were empty and they were pinned. Two flesh-eating corpses of the fallen guests they had just talk with not so long ago, snapped at them. Leon struggled to hold it back with his right hand, but soon realized the surface behind them was loose.
This was no wall; it was a doorway.
Not only that, but despite it seemingly barricaded to be impenetrable to the infected right now in this time of crisis, Leon literally had a trick ip his other sleeve. The exception!
"Ashley shove backwards as hard as you can!"
Ashley could barely hold her assailant back with both her hands. All seemed lost with no seeming immunity to the infection like Leon. However, she soon gained hope as she kicked backwards and noticed what Leon had in mind...
"On three." She replied after a nod.
"One..." The zombie just missed the tip of Leon's nose.
"Two..." Ashley almost slipped onto the floor due to the body weight on her.
""THREE!" Leon yelled out almost in pain as his bioweapon of an arm cracked the metal plate of te classic wooden door. The force with Ashley's help was enough to force back the appliances reinforcing the door.
Ashley did not land so gracefully, where as in a flash Leon had tolled backwards, leapt from his back off the ground and shoved the wooden barricade scraps that were once a threshold back into place.
Purple blood gushed from Leon's arm. It wasn't infected thank God...
...or rather anymore so than it already was.
A good first aid spray from the emergency case on the wall seemed like it would fix him right up...
...but t made it worse!
Ashley shrieked at the sudden burst of pain Leon emitted verbally through swearing, but fortunately when the medicine hit Leon's human skin, it was enough to make the foul substance darken and harden into a scab.
"You okay?" Ashley emotionally asked, concerned with the situation of her friend and savior almost more than herself.
"Yeah," he replied sounding nearly exhausted, sliding down the wall onto his rear sitting. "You?"
"Mm,hmm." she mustered, somehow even now finding a smile to show as she kneeled down to fix his hair being silly about worrying over such a thin earned Ashley a laugh and the tender and thankful gaze of Leon.
They were safe...
...for now.
Again, I appologize for being so ridiculously late with this. My attempts to continue witm the prelude to the first big "boss" chapter have kept being interfeared with. Everything from college prep to an unfortunate but inevitable death and funeral in the family has left me exahsted physically, mentally, socially and emotionally on so many levels.
fortunately, I have this to hold you over adter finall attempting to make the bridge from last chapter untill the next.
I'm hoping for the next part to be out relatively soon, especially since I was working on the beginnin of it as the final part I needed and ended up with a whole chapter bu itself instead. Oh well.
Origionally, I wanted to keep these subchapters (1.1,1.2,1.3) limited to .0-.9, but at this rate I may very well have to push the envelope beyond the 6 that RE5's levels were based on.
i've struggled in the past telling stories as stories rather than game ideas deapite beng from a game, while at the sa time getting to express the layout of theworld like a oard game in the fashion of actualame designers.
i'd love to have some "behind-the-scene" stuff you can see too, but for now I'll leave you to wander your imaginations andapcilate the next part in my 6 years in-progress fanpiece of Resident Evil: Illumination...coming up, a grim pale narrative I hope will get to CHILL YOU TO THE BONE!
c-ya! Luv ya! mean it!
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