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Resident Evil - Lost Innocent, Part 3, a fanfic by the stupendous Jian DeLeon.
Max has managed to find a few more survivors, mainly Rose Maxell, with whom he faced hordes
of zombies with. Max and Rose have ended up at the Raccoon City Police Station's medical ward,
where they met Rebecca Chambers, the resident medical expert...
Raccoon City Police Department - 1997
Max looked at the woman talking to him again, she looked about a few years older than him,
yet he thought she was cute nonetheless. "Wha... what were you saying?" asked Max. "I was asking
where you got that police car. Daniel Frost was among our most loyal officers, where is he?"
"He was my stepfather... he... I had to..." "I see..." "What the hell's going on in this city?
Why are so many people rotting away into these creatures?" "You're not from around here are you?"
"Used to be... my dad and I moved away a few months ago." "I see. Well about 6 months ago
there was this 'incident' at a mansion in the forest. The same things happening to the city
happened there. Scared the hell out of me. It turned out that the transformation was due to some
sort of virus that changed living things into monsters. The STARS team thought that the threat
was vanquished... Now I know how wrong we were..." "Who are the STARS?" "STARS stands for
Specially Trained Assault and Reconaisance Squad. They are the best of the RPD. Sadly though,
most of us are dead or have left, our three last members, Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine,
and Barry Burton left to go to Umbrella HQ in Europe, but we've recieved no word from them since
they supposedly left. Without them we're probably screwed over here." "Are there any other
survivors?" "Yeah, we kept some of them in another room though, we're not too sure about how the
virus spreads, so we've had to quarantine those we suspect may have contracted the virus." "What
if the whole police squad's affected?" "We can only hope that they're not..."
Rose looked down at her ankle, it felt like tiny little zombies were chomping away at it. "God
my foot hurts like hell!" she thought. She wondered if any of the other people in her neighbor-
hood survived. "No one's getting out of this goddamn city! I want all the exits blocked more
heavily!" "But Chief Irons, the traffic's building up and people are changing in their cars!
It won't be long before the zombies overwhelm the small amount of poeple we have out there!"
"The zombies are dumbasses! Put a big enough barrier and none of them will be able to get out
of the city!" "But won't that endanger-" "DO WHAT I SAY DAMMIT! I'm the godddamn chief, and this
is my goddamn precinct! And I'm sure as hell not gonna let anyone in this god-forsaken town
risk the lives of anyone else!" "Right away sir..." "What was up that guy's ass?" thought Rose.
"Where am I?" Rose looked around her, it resembled a hospital ward. The room was almost
completely white, except the floors looked somewhat like a black and white chessboard. A small
white table was to her right, some dying flowers in a clear vase rested on top of it. To her left
was an open door leading to a porcelain bathroom.
"Creaaak..." Rose looked up at the door, Max was walking in, followed by what she thought was
a police officer. "Hey Rose... how ya doin?" "Fine Max... Just feeling like crap." "Heh, know the
feelin, how's your foot?" "It hurts like hell..." "Well plenty of rest should fix that up,
lucky for you those zombies didn't get you, you weren't bitten by any or anything were you?"
"Well... my boyfriend... turned into one... a few hours ago... while we were kissing." "I... see.
Hmm... excuse me for a moment." Rebecca quietly turned around and went outside, tugging Max's
arm as a signal to come with her. "What? What is it?" "Max... I think she's been infected with
the virus as well." "What... what are you saying? Is she gonna die?" "There's no known cure...
it's better to kill them before they can become zombies... put them out of their misery." "BLAM!"
"Huh?! The hell was that?!" "Don't mind the gunshots... those are the easiest ways we have of
putting them to sleep right now. We're trying to isolate the suspected victims to prevent
the spread of the virus." "If it was spreading then how come no one's rotting away?" "This is
a sterilized area of the police department. I'm almost always here, which is probably why I
haven't contracted the virus... unless..." "Rebecca... you'll make it. We all will." "I hope so
Max... I hope so..." Tears started to fill Rebecca's eyes, a feeling of grief overtook her.
Was this the end for her? Was she destined to suffer and rot away until she was a mindless zombie
with a taste for human flesh? Would she kill her friends and colleagues and never regain her
humanity? She couldn't bear to think anymore, she just hugged Max tightly, burying her head
in his right shoulder as she cried. She caught Max off guard, he put his arms around her too,
softly patting her back to comfort her. "Don't worry Rebecca..." He stared at the door leading
to Rose's room. "You too Rose." he muttered softly.
Rose wondered what they were talking about outside. It had been about 10 minutes or so since
they left. All she heard was that girl sniffling, and a few faint gunshots. The door slowly
creaked open once again and Max stepped in, followed by the same woman. "Rose, I guess I forgot
to introduce you to Rebecca. She's the medic that saved us from those zombies." "Oh. Ok, hi...
and thanks for saving us, I thought we were gonna die!" Rebecca's eyes were red, possibly from
crying. She just managed a slight nod. Max suddenly changed his tone of voice into a serious one.
"Rose..." "Yeah?" She looked up at him, her shoulder-length brown hair following the sudden
movement of her head. "We... think that there's... a slight chance that..." "That what? Am I
gonna die or something?" "That... you-" "CRASH!" "What the hell?!" "What was that Rebecca?"
"AAAAAIGGHHH!" "CRACK!" The sickening sound of a neck snapping echoed through the precinct. "Kill
that thing!" Max and Rebecca went outside to investigate, finding a man's bloody head rolling
towards them, leaving a bloody trail on the smooth tile floor.
Rebecca instantly whipped out her STARS-issue M92F Beretta from her thigh holster, not knowing
what the enemy was. "Hisss..." A red blur jumped out the room next door to Rose's, it's long
tongue wrapped around a police officer's decaptiated corpse. Rebecca fired three quick shots into
the creature's head. It stirred a bit, the brain on top of its cranium pulsing a bit, then the
left side of the brain burst in an explosion of red. The head hit the ground with a slight thump.
Max examined the cop's corpse and found another Beretta, its clip full. Max stepped back into
Rose's room, surprised to find her sitting upright on her bed, facing him. "Why does it have to
be like this Max?" "What do you mean?" "You know what I'm talking about. Now I know what you and
Rebecca were saying outside my door." "What?" "THIS!" Rose revealed her left arm from behind her
back, it was starting to turn grey and the muscle underneath the skin was beginning to show. "The
weird thing is I didn't notice it... and it doesn't hurt at all..." "Rose..." "Max..." Rose
slowly got up, she cringed as her ankle still hurt her a bit. "Don't stand, you'll only hurt
yourself." "What does it matter?" Tears began to stream down her eyes, soon she was crying blood.
"I've only got a few hours to live. I might as well save you from myself... Max... I..." Rose
grabbed the Beretta from Max's hands. "Don't forget me." "Rose! What the hell are you doing?!"
Rose cocked the gun and pointed it at Max, still crying. "Get out! Or else I'll have to kill
you!" "But... you can make it!" "Stop bullshitting me with false hopes. I'm screwed Max, now get
out and let me save at least you and Rebecca!" "Rose!" "BLAM!" Rose fired the Beretta at the
wall, nearly hitting Max. "Get out! Or else I won't miss next time!" Rebecca grabbed Max, using
all her strength to contain him. "I'm sorry Rose... I wish it didn't have to be like this..."
"Me neither... nice meeting you Rebecca." "Rose! Nooo! Please! Don't!" Max was sobbing as he
tried to break from Rebecca's grasp. However her training as a police officer had taught her how
to grip criminals so they couldn't get away. Rose painfully walked to the door and shut it.
Falling on her knees as she locked it. Now she was crying uncontrollably, knowing what she had to
do. Max broke from Rebecca's grasp and started pounding on the door with intense ferocity.
"God damn it! Please Rose! Open the door! Open the DOOR!" Max was going ballistic, his emotions
of fear and intense grief overtook him as he punched the door, nearly breaking his right hand as
his knuckles began to bleed. "Don't do it Rose! Please!" "BLAM!" His efforts were in vain, he
heard Rose's lifeless body slump to the ground. Max gave up. He just lay down in front of the
door, crying uncontrollably. Rebecca walked over to him, trying to console him, he pulled away
and just lay down in front of the door, sobbing until he faded into blackness...
TO BE CONTINUED...
questions?
djheat@hotmail.com
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Resident Evil - Lost Innocent, Part 3, a fanfic by the stupendous Jian DeLeon.
Max has managed to find a few more survivors, mainly Rose Maxell, with whom he faced hordes
of zombies with. Max and Rose have ended up at the Raccoon City Police Station's medical ward,
where they met Rebecca Chambers, the resident medical expert...
Raccoon City Police Department - 1997
Max looked at the woman talking to him again, she looked about a few years older than him,
yet he thought she was cute nonetheless. "Wha... what were you saying?" asked Max. "I was asking
where you got that police car. Daniel Frost was among our most loyal officers, where is he?"
"He was my stepfather... he... I had to..." "I see..." "What the hell's going on in this city?
Why are so many people rotting away into these creatures?" "You're not from around here are you?"
"Used to be... my dad and I moved away a few months ago." "I see. Well about 6 months ago
there was this 'incident' at a mansion in the forest. The same things happening to the city
happened there. Scared the hell out of me. It turned out that the transformation was due to some
sort of virus that changed living things into monsters. The STARS team thought that the threat
was vanquished... Now I know how wrong we were..." "Who are the STARS?" "STARS stands for
Specially Trained Assault and Reconaisance Squad. They are the best of the RPD. Sadly though,
most of us are dead or have left, our three last members, Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine,
and Barry Burton left to go to Umbrella HQ in Europe, but we've recieved no word from them since
they supposedly left. Without them we're probably screwed over here." "Are there any other
survivors?" "Yeah, we kept some of them in another room though, we're not too sure about how the
virus spreads, so we've had to quarantine those we suspect may have contracted the virus." "What
if the whole police squad's affected?" "We can only hope that they're not..."
Rose looked down at her ankle, it felt like tiny little zombies were chomping away at it. "God
my foot hurts like hell!" she thought. She wondered if any of the other people in her neighbor-
hood survived. "No one's getting out of this goddamn city! I want all the exits blocked more
heavily!" "But Chief Irons, the traffic's building up and people are changing in their cars!
It won't be long before the zombies overwhelm the small amount of poeple we have out there!"
"The zombies are dumbasses! Put a big enough barrier and none of them will be able to get out
of the city!" "But won't that endanger-" "DO WHAT I SAY DAMMIT! I'm the godddamn chief, and this
is my goddamn precinct! And I'm sure as hell not gonna let anyone in this god-forsaken town
risk the lives of anyone else!" "Right away sir..." "What was up that guy's ass?" thought Rose.
"Where am I?" Rose looked around her, it resembled a hospital ward. The room was almost
completely white, except the floors looked somewhat like a black and white chessboard. A small
white table was to her right, some dying flowers in a clear vase rested on top of it. To her left
was an open door leading to a porcelain bathroom.
"Creaaak..." Rose looked up at the door, Max was walking in, followed by what she thought was
a police officer. "Hey Rose... how ya doin?" "Fine Max... Just feeling like crap." "Heh, know the
feelin, how's your foot?" "It hurts like hell..." "Well plenty of rest should fix that up,
lucky for you those zombies didn't get you, you weren't bitten by any or anything were you?"
"Well... my boyfriend... turned into one... a few hours ago... while we were kissing." "I... see.
Hmm... excuse me for a moment." Rebecca quietly turned around and went outside, tugging Max's
arm as a signal to come with her. "What? What is it?" "Max... I think she's been infected with
the virus as well." "What... what are you saying? Is she gonna die?" "There's no known cure...
it's better to kill them before they can become zombies... put them out of their misery." "BLAM!"
"Huh?! The hell was that?!" "Don't mind the gunshots... those are the easiest ways we have of
putting them to sleep right now. We're trying to isolate the suspected victims to prevent
the spread of the virus." "If it was spreading then how come no one's rotting away?" "This is
a sterilized area of the police department. I'm almost always here, which is probably why I
haven't contracted the virus... unless..." "Rebecca... you'll make it. We all will." "I hope so
Max... I hope so..." Tears started to fill Rebecca's eyes, a feeling of grief overtook her.
Was this the end for her? Was she destined to suffer and rot away until she was a mindless zombie
with a taste for human flesh? Would she kill her friends and colleagues and never regain her
humanity? She couldn't bear to think anymore, she just hugged Max tightly, burying her head
in his right shoulder as she cried. She caught Max off guard, he put his arms around her too,
softly patting her back to comfort her. "Don't worry Rebecca..." He stared at the door leading
to Rose's room. "You too Rose." he muttered softly.
Rose wondered what they were talking about outside. It had been about 10 minutes or so since
they left. All she heard was that girl sniffling, and a few faint gunshots. The door slowly
creaked open once again and Max stepped in, followed by the same woman. "Rose, I guess I forgot
to introduce you to Rebecca. She's the medic that saved us from those zombies." "Oh. Ok, hi...
and thanks for saving us, I thought we were gonna die!" Rebecca's eyes were red, possibly from
crying. She just managed a slight nod. Max suddenly changed his tone of voice into a serious one.
"Rose..." "Yeah?" She looked up at him, her shoulder-length brown hair following the sudden
movement of her head. "We... think that there's... a slight chance that..." "That what? Am I
gonna die or something?" "That... you-" "CRASH!" "What the hell?!" "What was that Rebecca?"
"AAAAAIGGHHH!" "CRACK!" The sickening sound of a neck snapping echoed through the precinct. "Kill
that thing!" Max and Rebecca went outside to investigate, finding a man's bloody head rolling
towards them, leaving a bloody trail on the smooth tile floor.
Rebecca instantly whipped out her STARS-issue M92F Beretta from her thigh holster, not knowing
what the enemy was. "Hisss..." A red blur jumped out the room next door to Rose's, it's long
tongue wrapped around a police officer's decaptiated corpse. Rebecca fired three quick shots into
the creature's head. It stirred a bit, the brain on top of its cranium pulsing a bit, then the
left side of the brain burst in an explosion of red. The head hit the ground with a slight thump.
Max examined the cop's corpse and found another Beretta, its clip full. Max stepped back into
Rose's room, surprised to find her sitting upright on her bed, facing him. "Why does it have to
be like this Max?" "What do you mean?" "You know what I'm talking about. Now I know what you and
Rebecca were saying outside my door." "What?" "THIS!" Rose revealed her left arm from behind her
back, it was starting to turn grey and the muscle underneath the skin was beginning to show. "The
weird thing is I didn't notice it... and it doesn't hurt at all..." "Rose..." "Max..." Rose
slowly got up, she cringed as her ankle still hurt her a bit. "Don't stand, you'll only hurt
yourself." "What does it matter?" Tears began to stream down her eyes, soon she was crying blood.
"I've only got a few hours to live. I might as well save you from myself... Max... I..." Rose
grabbed the Beretta from Max's hands. "Don't forget me." "Rose! What the hell are you doing?!"
Rose cocked the gun and pointed it at Max, still crying. "Get out! Or else I'll have to kill
you!" "But... you can make it!" "Stop bullshitting me with false hopes. I'm screwed Max, now get
out and let me save at least you and Rebecca!" "Rose!" "BLAM!" Rose fired the Beretta at the
wall, nearly hitting Max. "Get out! Or else I won't miss next time!" Rebecca grabbed Max, using
all her strength to contain him. "I'm sorry Rose... I wish it didn't have to be like this..."
"Me neither... nice meeting you Rebecca." "Rose! Nooo! Please! Don't!" Max was sobbing as he
tried to break from Rebecca's grasp. However her training as a police officer had taught her how
to grip criminals so they couldn't get away. Rose painfully walked to the door and shut it.
Falling on her knees as she locked it. Now she was crying uncontrollably, knowing what she had to
do. Max broke from Rebecca's grasp and started pounding on the door with intense ferocity.
"God damn it! Please Rose! Open the door! Open the DOOR!" Max was going ballistic, his emotions
of fear and intense grief overtook him as he punched the door, nearly breaking his right hand as
his knuckles began to bleed. "Don't do it Rose! Please!" "BLAM!" His efforts were in vain, he
heard Rose's lifeless body slump to the ground. Max gave up. He just lay down in front of the
door, crying uncontrollably. Rebecca walked over to him, trying to console him, he pulled away
and just lay down in front of the door, sobbing until he faded into blackness...
TO BE CONTINUED...
questions?
djheat@hotmail.com