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Resident Evil - Lost Innocent, Part 4, a fanfic by none other than Jian DeLeon
Max and Rebecca find out that Rose has been infected with the G-virus. Tragically, Rose takes
her own life in an effort to prevent her from killing them.
Raccoon City Police Department - 1997
Max woke up in the same bed he was in a few hours ago. Thoughts of Rose still lingered in
his head. He opened his eyes to see Rebecca's face staring down at him once again. "Rebecca..."
"Hey buddy. Nice to see you awake." Max slowly reached his his hand to hers, grasping it firmly
once they came into contact. "Don't leave me..." "I'll be here with you." "What was that thing
you killed?" "We're calling them lickers. Mainly because of their long tongue. There's a few more
loose inside the precinct. They're hiding along with the zombies that our people are slowly
becoming. "You mean.." "Yes. The virus has begun to infect the precinct." "We have to get out of
here." "Yeah, but how? Chief Irons has put the whole city under quarantine and he won't let one
single person out... Alive that is..." "What are you saying? That your boss has gone psycho?"
"Quite possibly... I suspect he has something to do with Umbrella. They started this whole mess."
"Umbrella... my father works for them. He's one of the genetic scientists." "Really? Maybe he
would know something, we've gotta get back up to New York and see what he knows." "Yeah... it's
about time him and I had a father-son talk..."
"BLAM! BLAM!" two gunshots caused them to focus their attention to the door. Max hopped up
to his feet. "Where are my guns?" "Your magnum is in the drawer next to your bed. Your shotgun
was put in one of the ammo caches that we've scattered around town." "Why would you do that?"
"Chief's orders." "I thought you said the chief was psycho." "Yeah... well, no one would listen
to me." "I do." "That's why you and I are getting out of here." "BLAM! BLAM!" Two more gunshots
went off outside. "Rebecca! Are you in there?" "Yeah! Is that you David?" "Yeah! The precincts
covered with lickers and zombies, we'd better haul ass out of here. Is the kid still in there?"
"Yeah he's fine!" Max cocked the magnum, hearing the "ka-chik!" sound let him know that he was
ready to roll. "Who's David?" "The guy responsible for the ammo caches, like he said, let's get
out of here!" Rebecca opened the door, a 6'3 black male in RPD clothing was waiting behind. His
light blue short sleeve shirt had some pins and medals on it, his badge reflected a little in the
light. "The barricades won't hold for long, and Irons has disappeared somewhere in his office."
"Damn. Well what do you suggest we do?" "I think we should cover the ammo caches, take the kid
with you Becky." "Yeah, we'll hold down the fort near the Kendo Gun Shop." "Roger. Take this."
David tossed Rebecca a small walkie talkie. "Frequency is the normal RPD one. Keep it on. Here's
one for you kid." David tossed one to Max too, almost dropping it as he caught it. "I'll catch up
with you guys later. I've gotta meet more of the boys down near the sewer to discuss our plans
to escape. You two best get the hell out of here too." "Yeah, we'll find a way. Ready to go Max?"
"Hell yeah. Let's go kick some undead ass." "Hah, that's the spirit kid. I'll catch up with you
guys later!" David ran down the hallway, blasting zombies in his way.
Max and Rebecca worked their way down the opposite side of the precinct. Max was dispatching
the monsters with his stepdad's magnum, and Rebecca was blasting away with her trusty Beretta.
Their current goal was to work their way to the Kendo Gun Shop, in order to supply themselves
with more ammo. After blowing away hordes of zombies and lickers within the police station, they
finally find themselves outside. Zombie moans and bloodcurdling screams of dying citizens fill
the air. "A damn shame..." said Rebecca. Max couldn't get Rose out of his head. He just couldn't
believe she was gone, and for her to die in the way that she did. Every zombie or creature that
Max saw became the object of his rage. Everything and anything was responsible for her death.
"Rebecca! Behind you!" Rebecca swiftly turned her arm backwards and fired three quick bursts,
causing what used to be a police officer-turned zombie to collapse on the ground. She stomped
on his head with her boot to make sure he wouldn't get back up. "Thanks Max." "Grrr..." "Huh?"
"What was that?" "Not too sure. Sounded like a dog..." Suddenly a mutated police dog pounced on
Rebecca's back, Max quickly blasted it, but the recoil left him off guard and unable to defend
himself from the other dog that rammed him from the side, knocking him over. Rebecca fired
three more shots at the dog with her Beretta, "BLAM! BLAM! CLICK!" She quickly unloaded the clip
as it hit the concrete with a "tink!" and loaded another one from her back pocket, hearing it
click in she finished off the hellhound. "You ok Max? Did he bite you?" "No, almost though."
"Grr.... Gr..." Max and Rebecca suddenly noticed they were surrounded by a pack of voracious
zombified dogs. They all were slowly rotten, some of their muscles and bones were visible, none
had pupils. Just white soulless eyes that appeared to be staring at them, their mouths salivating
for human flesh.
A door slowly creaked open and a shadowy figure emerged behind the six mutts. "BLAM! BLAM!"
The two shotgun blasts killed three and sent the others scurrying away, Max was able to nail two
more with his magnum as they ran. "Thanks dude!" yelled Max. "Yeah! you saved our bacon there!"
The figure emerged from the shadows. He was a heavyset man in overalls, he held a shotgun that
looked like what Max used to have. "Follow me." said the man. "I run the Kendo Gun Shop, Y'all
from the RPD lookin fer yer ammo cache aren't ya?" "Exactly! I'm Rebecca, and this is Max."
"Aren't you a little too young to be a cop feller?" Max somewhat blushed. "Well I'm not a full-
fledged cop yet but..." "Ahm juss playin with ya boy! Hurry 'fore them zombies come and git us!"
The man spoke with a somewhat heavy southern accent, they fought their way to the gun shop,
killing all monsters that were in their way. They finally reached the ammo cache and refilled
their guns like a thirsty person would drink water. The ammo cache was full of weapons, Max took
more than enough magnum clips, Rebecca found a nice grenade launcher and some acid rounds. "You
can keep the rest." "Where y'all goin?" "We're trying to find a way out." "Well I reckon you
best better try the sewers, but don't take mah word fer it. No tellin what's down there tho."
"Bzzshhtt..." Rebecca's walkie-talkie went off, all they heard was static and garbled words.
"Rebe... sewer... gator... ROOOOAAAR! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! CRUNCH!..." Silence. Rebecca grabbed
the walkie-talkie and screamed into it. "David! Are you there!? Oh my God! Are you there?!
Please! Answer me!" Nothing... no reply. "Oh God..." "Rebecca... I'm sorry."
Max opened his arms toward her, and they hugged once again, and she buried her head in his
shoulder. Once again, he comforted her. "I know we've both lost a lot. That's why we can't lose
each other..." "Aww how touchin. Y'all gonna make me cry." Max gave the gun shop owner a look,
and he shut up. Rebecca regained her composure and picked up the grenade launcher. She loaded it
with acid rounds and cocked it. "Let's go." she said. Her voice picking up a serious tone.
"Thanks again uh... gun shop guy!" said Max. "No prob, y'all take care, and maybe we'll meet
agin." Max and Rebecca stepped outside, facing a horde of about 12 zombies, Rebecca fired an
acid round, decimating 10. Max dispatched the last two with his magnum, and they kept moving.
"What's the plan now?" asked Max. "Well, I think we could find a nice truck and bust through the
barrier." "Nice plan. I think I see one at that Taxaco Gas Station a few blocks down. Think we
can make it?" Rebecca motioned to her grenade launcher, "Ya think?" The duo proceeded down the
street. Max was taking care of most of the zombies, Rebecca was trying to conserve her grenade
launcher ammo. A few meters from the truck, three zombies surrounded the gas station. Max took
three shots with his magnum. "BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!" Almost as fast as they were shot their now-deca-
pitated bodies slumped to the ground. "Finally... We made it!" Their moment of joy was suddenly
interrupted by a giant hulking shadow behind them...
Max was the first to turn around, he started at the feet, they looked like they left craters
each time he took a step, whatever this thing was, it was covered in a black leather coat, cutoff
gloves revealed its pulsing muscular fingers. Max finally stared at the grotesque face. Stitches
covered roughly one half of it. It had no lips, just two big pairs of teeth formed into a smile
that only a sadist could possess, its blood red gums easily visible, its one eye appearing to
stare straight at the two of them. Rebecca had a look of horror on her face as well. A red cord
ran from its back and down the leather coat. "Max! Don't let it near the truck, let's see which
one of us it'll chase!" Rebecca ran east, Max ran west, the gargantuan creature walked toward the
truck, grabbing the door on the driver's side. "BLAM!" A bullet hit the creature's hand,
causing it to reel back in pain. "I don't think so. Let's see how many of these you can take!"
Max emptied his whole clip into the humongous beast, the bullets only seemed to slow it down
rather than hurt it. As the creature slowly advanced Max desperately searched for another clip,
not finding any. The towering monster grabbed Max by his neck, and slammed him straight into the
side of the truck. Max's body slumped to the ground seemingly lifeless. "Hey ugly!" The creature
turned its grotesque face in Rebecca's direction. "STARS..." "It can talk?" thought Rebecca.
It slowly started walking toward her, causing tremors each time its humongous feet took a step.
Rebecca fired at it with acid rounds, disorienting the beast. Rebecca ran toward Max and put him
in the passenger's side of the truck and rushed to the driver's side. She wasted no time in
hot-wiring it, the engines roared like a bear waking from hibernation. Rebecca took a peek in the
rearview mirror. She saw the headlights of another truck pulling up in the distance, and the body
of the giant creature was no longer there. Rebecca released the parking brake and stepped on the
gas. "What the hell?! The creature stood in straight in front of the truck, blocking the exit
from the city, the shadowy figure resembling a nemesis waiting to punish those that crossed its
path. Rebecca didn't slow down for the creature, it looked like it was going to try to punch
the hood, Rebecca quickly turned right, the left side of the grill smacking the creature, sending
it flying through a building's faded brick wall...
Max opened his eyes, he felt that they were moving, he looked at the clock in the truck. The
luminous green numbers told him it as 4:17 in the morning. Max looked to his left to see Rebecca
at the wheel. "Awake eh?" "Yeah... my back hurts like hell." "Well we'll get you to a hospital
when we stop over, right now we'd better get back to New York." "Do you think my dad would know
anything?" "You said he was one of the geneticists there. Anything he knows is probably worth
knowing about, especially if it has to do with Umbrella." "And then what?" "I'm probably going
to try to find Chris and the rest of the guys in Europe... If they made it." "Do you think
they did?" "Knowing them... I know they did." "That's nice..." Max looked outside the window
to his left. He had thought of what he had lost, his mom, stepdad, and Rose. Then he realized
what he still had. His life, Rebecca, and his dad. He smiled a bit and looked on the road ahead.
Perhaps the future wouldn't be easy, but at least he would live to see it. "Goodbye Rose..." he
muttered softly as they passed onto the highway...
The Beginning...
questions?
djheat@hotmail.com
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Resident Evil - Lost Innocent, Part 4, a fanfic by none other than Jian DeLeon
Max and Rebecca find out that Rose has been infected with the G-virus. Tragically, Rose takes
her own life in an effort to prevent her from killing them.
Raccoon City Police Department - 1997
Max woke up in the same bed he was in a few hours ago. Thoughts of Rose still lingered in
his head. He opened his eyes to see Rebecca's face staring down at him once again. "Rebecca..."
"Hey buddy. Nice to see you awake." Max slowly reached his his hand to hers, grasping it firmly
once they came into contact. "Don't leave me..." "I'll be here with you." "What was that thing
you killed?" "We're calling them lickers. Mainly because of their long tongue. There's a few more
loose inside the precinct. They're hiding along with the zombies that our people are slowly
becoming. "You mean.." "Yes. The virus has begun to infect the precinct." "We have to get out of
here." "Yeah, but how? Chief Irons has put the whole city under quarantine and he won't let one
single person out... Alive that is..." "What are you saying? That your boss has gone psycho?"
"Quite possibly... I suspect he has something to do with Umbrella. They started this whole mess."
"Umbrella... my father works for them. He's one of the genetic scientists." "Really? Maybe he
would know something, we've gotta get back up to New York and see what he knows." "Yeah... it's
about time him and I had a father-son talk..."
"BLAM! BLAM!" two gunshots caused them to focus their attention to the door. Max hopped up
to his feet. "Where are my guns?" "Your magnum is in the drawer next to your bed. Your shotgun
was put in one of the ammo caches that we've scattered around town." "Why would you do that?"
"Chief's orders." "I thought you said the chief was psycho." "Yeah... well, no one would listen
to me." "I do." "That's why you and I are getting out of here." "BLAM! BLAM!" Two more gunshots
went off outside. "Rebecca! Are you in there?" "Yeah! Is that you David?" "Yeah! The precincts
covered with lickers and zombies, we'd better haul ass out of here. Is the kid still in there?"
"Yeah he's fine!" Max cocked the magnum, hearing the "ka-chik!" sound let him know that he was
ready to roll. "Who's David?" "The guy responsible for the ammo caches, like he said, let's get
out of here!" Rebecca opened the door, a 6'3 black male in RPD clothing was waiting behind. His
light blue short sleeve shirt had some pins and medals on it, his badge reflected a little in the
light. "The barricades won't hold for long, and Irons has disappeared somewhere in his office."
"Damn. Well what do you suggest we do?" "I think we should cover the ammo caches, take the kid
with you Becky." "Yeah, we'll hold down the fort near the Kendo Gun Shop." "Roger. Take this."
David tossed Rebecca a small walkie talkie. "Frequency is the normal RPD one. Keep it on. Here's
one for you kid." David tossed one to Max too, almost dropping it as he caught it. "I'll catch up
with you guys later. I've gotta meet more of the boys down near the sewer to discuss our plans
to escape. You two best get the hell out of here too." "Yeah, we'll find a way. Ready to go Max?"
"Hell yeah. Let's go kick some undead ass." "Hah, that's the spirit kid. I'll catch up with you
guys later!" David ran down the hallway, blasting zombies in his way.
Max and Rebecca worked their way down the opposite side of the precinct. Max was dispatching
the monsters with his stepdad's magnum, and Rebecca was blasting away with her trusty Beretta.
Their current goal was to work their way to the Kendo Gun Shop, in order to supply themselves
with more ammo. After blowing away hordes of zombies and lickers within the police station, they
finally find themselves outside. Zombie moans and bloodcurdling screams of dying citizens fill
the air. "A damn shame..." said Rebecca. Max couldn't get Rose out of his head. He just couldn't
believe she was gone, and for her to die in the way that she did. Every zombie or creature that
Max saw became the object of his rage. Everything and anything was responsible for her death.
"Rebecca! Behind you!" Rebecca swiftly turned her arm backwards and fired three quick bursts,
causing what used to be a police officer-turned zombie to collapse on the ground. She stomped
on his head with her boot to make sure he wouldn't get back up. "Thanks Max." "Grrr..." "Huh?"
"What was that?" "Not too sure. Sounded like a dog..." Suddenly a mutated police dog pounced on
Rebecca's back, Max quickly blasted it, but the recoil left him off guard and unable to defend
himself from the other dog that rammed him from the side, knocking him over. Rebecca fired
three more shots at the dog with her Beretta, "BLAM! BLAM! CLICK!" She quickly unloaded the clip
as it hit the concrete with a "tink!" and loaded another one from her back pocket, hearing it
click in she finished off the hellhound. "You ok Max? Did he bite you?" "No, almost though."
"Grr.... Gr..." Max and Rebecca suddenly noticed they were surrounded by a pack of voracious
zombified dogs. They all were slowly rotten, some of their muscles and bones were visible, none
had pupils. Just white soulless eyes that appeared to be staring at them, their mouths salivating
for human flesh.
A door slowly creaked open and a shadowy figure emerged behind the six mutts. "BLAM! BLAM!"
The two shotgun blasts killed three and sent the others scurrying away, Max was able to nail two
more with his magnum as they ran. "Thanks dude!" yelled Max. "Yeah! you saved our bacon there!"
The figure emerged from the shadows. He was a heavyset man in overalls, he held a shotgun that
looked like what Max used to have. "Follow me." said the man. "I run the Kendo Gun Shop, Y'all
from the RPD lookin fer yer ammo cache aren't ya?" "Exactly! I'm Rebecca, and this is Max."
"Aren't you a little too young to be a cop feller?" Max somewhat blushed. "Well I'm not a full-
fledged cop yet but..." "Ahm juss playin with ya boy! Hurry 'fore them zombies come and git us!"
The man spoke with a somewhat heavy southern accent, they fought their way to the gun shop,
killing all monsters that were in their way. They finally reached the ammo cache and refilled
their guns like a thirsty person would drink water. The ammo cache was full of weapons, Max took
more than enough magnum clips, Rebecca found a nice grenade launcher and some acid rounds. "You
can keep the rest." "Where y'all goin?" "We're trying to find a way out." "Well I reckon you
best better try the sewers, but don't take mah word fer it. No tellin what's down there tho."
"Bzzshhtt..." Rebecca's walkie-talkie went off, all they heard was static and garbled words.
"Rebe... sewer... gator... ROOOOAAAR! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! CRUNCH!..." Silence. Rebecca grabbed
the walkie-talkie and screamed into it. "David! Are you there!? Oh my God! Are you there?!
Please! Answer me!" Nothing... no reply. "Oh God..." "Rebecca... I'm sorry."
Max opened his arms toward her, and they hugged once again, and she buried her head in his
shoulder. Once again, he comforted her. "I know we've both lost a lot. That's why we can't lose
each other..." "Aww how touchin. Y'all gonna make me cry." Max gave the gun shop owner a look,
and he shut up. Rebecca regained her composure and picked up the grenade launcher. She loaded it
with acid rounds and cocked it. "Let's go." she said. Her voice picking up a serious tone.
"Thanks again uh... gun shop guy!" said Max. "No prob, y'all take care, and maybe we'll meet
agin." Max and Rebecca stepped outside, facing a horde of about 12 zombies, Rebecca fired an
acid round, decimating 10. Max dispatched the last two with his magnum, and they kept moving.
"What's the plan now?" asked Max. "Well, I think we could find a nice truck and bust through the
barrier." "Nice plan. I think I see one at that Taxaco Gas Station a few blocks down. Think we
can make it?" Rebecca motioned to her grenade launcher, "Ya think?" The duo proceeded down the
street. Max was taking care of most of the zombies, Rebecca was trying to conserve her grenade
launcher ammo. A few meters from the truck, three zombies surrounded the gas station. Max took
three shots with his magnum. "BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!" Almost as fast as they were shot their now-deca-
pitated bodies slumped to the ground. "Finally... We made it!" Their moment of joy was suddenly
interrupted by a giant hulking shadow behind them...
Max was the first to turn around, he started at the feet, they looked like they left craters
each time he took a step, whatever this thing was, it was covered in a black leather coat, cutoff
gloves revealed its pulsing muscular fingers. Max finally stared at the grotesque face. Stitches
covered roughly one half of it. It had no lips, just two big pairs of teeth formed into a smile
that only a sadist could possess, its blood red gums easily visible, its one eye appearing to
stare straight at the two of them. Rebecca had a look of horror on her face as well. A red cord
ran from its back and down the leather coat. "Max! Don't let it near the truck, let's see which
one of us it'll chase!" Rebecca ran east, Max ran west, the gargantuan creature walked toward the
truck, grabbing the door on the driver's side. "BLAM!" A bullet hit the creature's hand,
causing it to reel back in pain. "I don't think so. Let's see how many of these you can take!"
Max emptied his whole clip into the humongous beast, the bullets only seemed to slow it down
rather than hurt it. As the creature slowly advanced Max desperately searched for another clip,
not finding any. The towering monster grabbed Max by his neck, and slammed him straight into the
side of the truck. Max's body slumped to the ground seemingly lifeless. "Hey ugly!" The creature
turned its grotesque face in Rebecca's direction. "STARS..." "It can talk?" thought Rebecca.
It slowly started walking toward her, causing tremors each time its humongous feet took a step.
Rebecca fired at it with acid rounds, disorienting the beast. Rebecca ran toward Max and put him
in the passenger's side of the truck and rushed to the driver's side. She wasted no time in
hot-wiring it, the engines roared like a bear waking from hibernation. Rebecca took a peek in the
rearview mirror. She saw the headlights of another truck pulling up in the distance, and the body
of the giant creature was no longer there. Rebecca released the parking brake and stepped on the
gas. "What the hell?! The creature stood in straight in front of the truck, blocking the exit
from the city, the shadowy figure resembling a nemesis waiting to punish those that crossed its
path. Rebecca didn't slow down for the creature, it looked like it was going to try to punch
the hood, Rebecca quickly turned right, the left side of the grill smacking the creature, sending
it flying through a building's faded brick wall...
Max opened his eyes, he felt that they were moving, he looked at the clock in the truck. The
luminous green numbers told him it as 4:17 in the morning. Max looked to his left to see Rebecca
at the wheel. "Awake eh?" "Yeah... my back hurts like hell." "Well we'll get you to a hospital
when we stop over, right now we'd better get back to New York." "Do you think my dad would know
anything?" "You said he was one of the geneticists there. Anything he knows is probably worth
knowing about, especially if it has to do with Umbrella." "And then what?" "I'm probably going
to try to find Chris and the rest of the guys in Europe... If they made it." "Do you think
they did?" "Knowing them... I know they did." "That's nice..." Max looked outside the window
to his left. He had thought of what he had lost, his mom, stepdad, and Rose. Then he realized
what he still had. His life, Rebecca, and his dad. He smiled a bit and looked on the road ahead.
Perhaps the future wouldn't be easy, but at least he would live to see it. "Goodbye Rose..." he
muttered softly as they passed onto the highway...
The Beginning...
questions?
djheat@hotmail.com