Disclaimer: All Resident Evil, characters, places and things all belong to Capcom and other involved companies. I own none of them. This fanfic is purely for the fun and enjoyment of others and myself. I make no money from it.
Well here we have it! My third chapter to this fanfic. Sheesh, this is way longer then I originally thought it would be! But it seems that people like it (yaaaay!!!!! J ) so that makes me happy. Well anyway, on with the show.
A NIGHT OUT AT SPENCER ESTATE
THE THIRD PART
Jill walked aimlessly through an abandoned corridor. As she looked at the walls she saw a huge collage of all kinds of different paintings.
"God, what ugly taste."
She opened the door to a nearby room and entered. It was empty but lead to another door. She walked up to that one and opened it. Her eyes widened at the furnishings of this room.
"Wow now this is what I call living!"
She examined the room more then smiled in glee as she saw the huge Shotgun resting on the wall.
"FUCK YEAH!"
She anxiously ripped the weapon away from the wall and heard a loud noise.
SLOOMP
"…? Hmm * sniff * * sniff * Well it wasn't me…"
She shrugged and hoisted the gun over her shoulder. She looked around the rest of the room and found nothing important. Just a bunch of stupid stuff. A watch. A box of cigars. A can of beer. A glass show piece. A bottle of pills labeled Hemorrhoid Killers. And a jar full of candy. She sighed in annoyance then headed for the door. She absently pocketed the Hemorrhoid pills and left the room.
CLICK
"…? This time I'm positive it wasn't me!"
Suddenly the walls began to creak down. She looked up and ran for the door.
CLINTCH
The door was locked.
"Oh my God! What did I do! I can't die now! I'm too young to die! Besides, I haven't slept with Chris yet! Oh I can't die!"
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"…?"
"JILL ARE YOU IN THERE?" Came Barry's voice from behind the door.
"Oh thank God! Barry! Help me please! The doors stuck!"
"DID YOU TRY THE KNOB?"
"???… What the fu-" Jill held back a biting response. "…Yes Barry, I tried the knob already! Maybe that's why I'm having trouble OPENING THE GODDAMN DOOR!"
"HMM…. OK. WELL MAYBE ITS STUCK."
Jill couldn't hold it any longer. "NO SHIT SHERLOCK!"
"HANG ON JILL. IM GOING TO BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN."
Jill stood back. Suddenly.
BOOOOOM!
BOOOOOM!
BOOOOOM!
"That's it Barry! I think its giving way!"
BOOOOOM!
BOOOOOM!
…………..
"Barry? Barry what's wrong?"
"OWW-HOO-HOO-CH!"
"Barry what is it?"
"…I GOT A SPLENTOR…"
"What?!? Barry just open the damn door!"
"BUT IT HURTS!"
"Barry I really don't give a flying fuck right now! Just open the fucking door!"
"… I DON'T KNOW…"
"Look Barry, you almost had it last time! Just keep it up!"
"…….. HMMMMM THE LAST TIME I HEARD THOSE LINES WAS WHEN ME AND MY WIFE WERE HAVING-"
"BARRY!!!!!!!!! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR RIGHT FUCKING NOW GODDAMNIT!"
"…SEE, NOW YOUR CURSING…"
"FUCKING HELL BARRY!!!… Look I'm sorry I cursed Barry. Just please open the door?"
"…. LOOK IM SORRY JILL BUT THIS IS A REALLY PAINFUL SPLINTOR I GOT HERE. I HAVE TO TREAT IT OR I MIGHT GET AN INFECTION…"
"BARRY!!!"
"I'LL KEEP YOU IN MY PRAYERS JILL. DON'T WORRY, YOU'LL FIND A WAY OUT SOMEHOW."
"…Look Barry… when I was in that room I found an issue of Playboy! You want to see it don't you?"
"SORRY JILL, YOU CAN'T FOOL ME, IT'S NOT GOING TO WORK!"
"Ok, ok you're right Barry… it wasn't an issue of Playboy… uhh… It was an issue of… uhh…Wild Hot Monkey Mating Madness…?"
………………..
"Uhh Barry…?"
BOOOOOOOM!
BOOOOOOOM!
BOOOOOOOM!
"Yeah! that's the way Barry!"
BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
Suddenly the door came crashing down. Jill dashed right out of it as the wall finally slammed down onto the floor.
Jill was panting hard as she lay on the floor looking at what might have become of her.
"Are you ok Jill?"
She glared up at Barry. "You jackass sonofabitch! You almost got me killed back there! What the hell were you thinking?!?"
"…I know… I'm sorry Jill. I feel ashamed of myself."
"Well you should feel fucking ashamed of yourself you stupid piece of dog shit!"
Barry turned his face away in sadness.
Jill sighed violently. "Look, come on. Lets just go and look around some more so we can get the hell out of this fucking hell hole!"
Barry nodded and began to follow her. "Uh … Jill?"
"WHAT???"
"So umm… like… I guess you don't have that magazine then huh?"
"GODDAMNIT BARRY!!!"
****
Chris and Rebecca had been searching the mansion for hours. Every time Rebecca would look away, Chris would make sure he was 'securely protected' in case he said something to piss her off. Behind her back, Chris had snuck into a dark lit room.
"Hmm what is this place?" Chris wondered aloud.
He slowly walked around examining everything and began his search for the toilet paper once more. He pushed aside a huge shelf but the only thing he found was a pamphlet of music notes.
"Hey wait a minute!" A thought occurred to him!
"These could pass as toilet paper. Maybe a little on the rough side but hey…"
he began to exit the room when suddenly the door creaked open. Rebecca entered the room standing directly in front of him.
"Is that you Rebecca?"
Rebecca closed her eyes in frustration. "What the hell does it look like dumbass!? I'm standing right in front of you, you stupid shit!"
She looked at his hands and saw the music notes.
"Oh what's that?"
Chris began to sweat. "Uhh these? Heh heh heh, oh nothing important. Just a stupid music book. Heh heh heh."
"Music book!?! I love music books! And look right over there! It's a huge piano!"
"Oh God…"
Rebecca yanked the book from Chris hands and flipped through it rapidly. "Ahh the Moonlight Senata!"
"Uhh… can you play?"
"Yeah! When I was younger my father use to have a prostitute around the house all the time. Well when he was at work he would have her baby sit me." She said happily.
Chris was horrified. "The fuck?!? What the hell kind of a house hold did you grow up in?"
Rebecca ignored his statement and continued. "Fortunately, she was good at piano's and taught me how to play! What? Do you think I suck or something?"
Chris stared fearfully at her boot. "Uhh… heh heh no no of course not!"
"Good then you won't mind if I play!"
Rebecca set the music notes down on the shelf of the piano and started to play. Immediately, a huge ruckus of horrendous music followed. Chris ground his teeth.
"Wow this is cool!" Rebecca replied enthusiastically. "I could play this all day!"
"Oh God nooooo!!!!" Chris screamed in agony.
Rebecca relentlessly continued.
"What the hell is that noise?" he screeched in pain. "I didn't know anything could sound that bad!"
She continued to play.
"Ok that's it! You can stop now!" he yelled but she continued heedlessly.
Rebecca couldn't hear him over her incessant blare. Suddenly, to his relief she stopped. "Heh heh heh, sorry I haven't practiced in a while. But hold on I'll get it."
Once again, she started up, and once again, Chris found his ears pumping blood from the hideous screeching noises of her horrendous music.
"REBECCA, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP!" Chris yelled at the top of his lungs. She continued playing.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Chris roared in agony and rammed his head through a glass wall to blot out the sounds. It didn't work. Finally he pulled out his handgun and aimed it at Rebecca. "I'm sorry." He whispered then pulled the trigger and fired.
BLAM BLAM
TINK TINK…
Rebecca continued to play as the bullets bounced right off of her.
"What the fuck?!?"
She continued merrily as if nothing happened.
Chris fired again and again nothing happened.
Rebecca started to play louder as she suddenly got into her god awful melody.
"SHIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Chris fell to his knees and crawled towards the door. Forcefully he yanked it open and ran outside.
Once outside, he thrust his back against the wall, panting heavily. "Good god… What the hell is she…?"
****
Wesker had finally reached his destination. He had finally tracked the message to a far off house near the end of the city. The closer he got to the house, the more pissed off he became. Slowly he approached the door.
GRRRRRRR……..
"Eh?"
BARK BARK BARK
"Oh hell!"
Standing in front of him was a huge pit bull with fang-like teeth. Wesker pulled out his hand gun and aimed it at the dog.
BLAM BLAM BLAM
………….* cough * * cough * ………
"The hell?"
BLAM BLAM
…………
"Stupid damn mutts."
He walked up closer to the door.
SPLUNK
"Huh? Ahhh fuck!"
Wesker slowly pulled his foot up out of a mountain of dog shit. "Son of a bitch!"
He walked up to the doorstep, completely pissed off now.
CRASH
Suddenly Weskers foot went crashing through the floorboard of the porch!
"AAHHHH FUCKING HELL! Demon house! Spencer Estate is not as bad as this place! SHIT!"
He vaguely felt wet droplets hitting his head. He looked up, surprised that it would be raining. Instead, he found that a couple of kids were spitting on him.
"Ahhhh you little shits! What the hell is wrong with you people!?! SHIT!"
He swiftly ripped his leg up out of the porch and marched towards the door. He pulled out his fist and banged as loud as he could.
"Open up you bastards!"
A small voice monitor slowly came to life on the side of the door.
"Hello?"
Wesker fired his gun into the air to scare them and get their attention.
BLAM
"Now open your doors you son's of bitches!"
THUMP
"? What the fuck?" Wesker turned around only to see that he had accidentally hit one of the kids trying to spit at him.
"Wa-? What the fu-? Where the hell did he-?"
He sighed heavily in exasperation then turned back towards the door.
"AHHH FUCK THIS SHIT!!!!! THIS IS TOO FUCKING MUCH!!!!!"
He fired at the doorknob then swung it open. Wesker couldn't believe his eyes. (probably because of those damn shades) standing there right in front of him was none other then….
To be continued! Heh heh heh
Ok that's another chapter to my fanfic finished. Sorry It took so long but I've been kinda busy with my other fics. And thanks a bunch for all the reviews! I really appreciate them! Your all great! Well I promise to try and get the next chapter out a little earlier next time! Thanks for reading! J
-Cordis