Resident Evil: Code Canary
By: Kupokid777
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Disclaimer: Oh shut up! I know Capcom owns Resident Evil and should I add
Dark Stalkers, they must be rich, $$$$$$$$$$$! (I'm just a lowlife)
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Chenae stuck out her hand in panic. Not one glance she took was
adjusted to the sudden matromony of the room. Yes this matromony, or family
of problems included flickering lights, strange people on campus, and black body
bags being taken into the generators main room. Chenae, utterly terrified, gave a
short bellow and reached for anything, anyone.

"Alex! Dazzler!" She turned in continuous circles until she could feel the
back of someone's neck, cold sweat dripping down hers. "Alex, Dazzler?" She felt
down the person's chest, soon to find a wrist or appendix of some sort.

"What!" Alex gasped, stop Chenae!" Alex nudged who he thought was Chenae,
but was actualy Dazzler.

"Hey, you elbowed me!" Dazzler scorned.

"Attention, attention. Katherin Canary Jr. High is recieving technical difficulties in
the turbines, it seems that the estimated time to fix them is exactly 23 and 1/4 hours
according to Mrs. Siebmoz of the Allerbmu Electric Company. School is dismissed
right now, do not come back to campus into tomorrow or you will get permanent
EXPULSION!" As soon as the inercom silenced, consecutive screams ran through
the whole school, seeming closer now, for it was passing period.

"Awesome, Now we just have to find the door," Chenae sarcastically stated in
a bad mood. She walked towards the door, feeling the cold wall to guide her way.

"Hey, I found a door guys," Alex slowly pushed all his weight onto the door,
giving off a sudden crack of light in the far distance beyond Chenae and Dazzler.

"Alright, let's get out of here!" The three bulged through the door, making
their way off the crowded campus as kids pushed and shoved at them. Because of
the useless pushing, a small sixth grade girl fell on her arms, scattering her books.

"Ouch. Oh, I ripped my new dress...." She gave a painful sigh, reaching for the
books and placing them on her lap. She had a large tear in the side of her blue dress
and white stalkings. She had endless brunette hair, with her bangs dyed a metallic
blue color making transluscent glow upon the concrete ground. No sooner, Alex
approached her.

"Need some help?" He held out his hand.

"Sure," She placed her hand out in content, for she didn't even know the boy.
"Pretty wierd how we have out door hallways and we can't continue classes in them
today, I was looking forward to Orchestra."

"Really! I play the violin!" He pulled her up with both hands cupped around hers.

"I play the cello! What was your name again?" She bent down, picking up three
blue books and another red by his feet.

"Oh, me, I'm Alex Garcia!" He stuck out his hand as if to shake hers.

"September Rose. And as far as I know you deserve more than a hand shake
for your act of kindness." She pulled her face back, it turning a bright red. She slowly
lurched forward kissing him on the cheek.

"Whooooooooo kiss kiss!" Alex and September could here Dazzler and Chenae
whistling from the crowd of kids passing through the halls.

"Shu'up Guys!" Alex waved them away.

"Hey September, uh, do you wanna' go to the Pizza Parlor with us later, I mean with
me and Dazzler and Chenae."He rummaged his hands through his denim pockets,
shifting his weight back and forth.

"Dazzler, Chenae and I Alex, speak properly ok. And sure, I'd love to, what time?"
She held the books in hand blushing crazily. Her blue eyes flashing with excitement.

"Alright, see you there at 7:00? It's about 10:30 now, so we can have dinner."
He eyed his wrist watch, watching the second hand move swiftly about the other
hands on his watch plate.

"Sure, See you later Alex Garcia." She turned and rendered invisible among the
crowd of people which she had walked in.

That night at the parlor, September arrived early only to find that it was empty.
When the others arrived, they introduced themselves, vice versa. They
continued to talk for some time before they decide to enter it. But when they
looked in the parlor, they could see broken windows, and there on the floor, what
looked like a human carcass, or some sort of bloody corpse. The ceiling fans still
gave muffled creaks and the lights glew bright. Blood was all over the tables, and
an eerie light came from the kitchn where you could enter the alley.

"Hey guys, look at that!" Dazzler pointed his finger in way to the body. His hand
shook with terror as the corpse slowly gave a moan.

"Hey, maybe he's alive, I'll go check." Chenae walked slowly through the shattered
window, eyeing the tables, that had blood spurted all about them. As she edged
nearer, she could hear September give a shriek from outside the store window with
the others.

"Chenae! Look out, in the back, behind the counter! Get out of there, we'll call the
police!" September reached for her, screaming in terror.

"Ahhhh!" She turned in fright, away from the corpse, running back towards the
window. To her's and everyone else's amazement, the corpse slowly turned over
reaching for her foot. As it grabbed her red skirt, she slipped in the large puddle
of blood that had surrounded the body. She could see endless numbers of
walking corpses in the back, climbing over the counter. As she lay, stained blood
red in the puddle, she could see the pigment-less corpses walking towards her.
She slowly crawled back in terror. He red skirt now even redder. She counted six
corpses emerging from the kitchen, stumbling over the cash register. She could
see their falling skin, their endless limping, their pigment-less color, their fractured
skulls, their thirst fir the warm, curdling, relaxing BLOOD! "It's gonna eat me! That
zombie, it's gonna eat me!" She shook loose of the zombies grip, only to see his
head fall off of his neck, making her gasp, with no sound emerging. The decapiteted
corpse slowly shook lifelessly falling back down. Chenae managed to get up,
stumbling back for the windows. As she made her way out, the four scampered to
help her.

"Wait! Don't leave me here!" They all turned to eye the parlor. Seeing no one, the
scuffled toward the curb. "Wait! Please help me, they ate my mommy, they are
gonna' get me!" They turned once more to see a little boy with rosy red cheeks,
and brown hair, with baby blue eyes reaching for them. He stumble out from under a
table, running to the window. He reached for them with his hand, but they were
so far away. Dazzler, seeing a zombie right behind the small boy, grabbed a shard of
the window's broken glass, stabbing the zombie in the head. As it hit the ground, it
ceased to move, blood dripping from it's eyes.

"Help me Alex!" Dazzler turned to Alex who was already behind him. Both grabbed
the boy, pulling him out from under the glass. As they hurried into the parking
lot, the questions began to fly.

"What's your name little boy?" Chenae bent down hugging him. He began to sob
continuously in a baby like manner. He grasped her pink shirt, leaving little hand
imprints of blood on it.

"My name is Timothy Alvers, but my mommy used to call me Max." He kept his
face concealed in her shirt.

"Do't worry Max, we are going to take care of you! I'm Chenae, this is Dazzler,
September and Alex," She pointed to all of the group, introducing them.

"It's coming for me, it was gonna' eat me. It ate my mommy." He pulled his head
from her sweater and pointed to the parlor. "That one ate her!!!!!!"

They all turned to see a giant zombie break through the glass door, stumbling
towards them.

"We took the bus here, but the streets are dark, and the next bus doesn't come for
another 30 minutes." Chenae negan screaming.

"Oh my gosh!" September pointed to the ally, where a fire had started. Pieces of
exploding materials flew out, along with two zombies, decaying bodies and all, which
walked towards them. They all turned towards the parlor, now to see that three
zombies had broken free through the windows. Then on the gas station, to the right,
six zombies stumbled towards them from out of the convenient store.

"We are surrounded, we are gonna' die!" Dazzler fell back, gasping for breath.
The zombies were surrounding them, preparing to bite into their flesh! No sooner,
a police squadron car flew down the highway. The car halted in front of them.
A blond haired man with blue eyes and a sparkling gold badge opened the door.
He held a gun, a the steering wheel at once, and in the back he had three rifles, a
revolver, and a tazer, all ready for action.

"Get in!" The cop signaled them in the car.

"I'm not getting in with a psycho man like you with weapons!" Alex choked.

"Chenae?" The cop stared at her blankly.

"Officer Grove?" She eyed in the car. "Duck!" She yelled! A decaying zombie's
hand smashed through the window, grabbing his neck. The handgun fell to the
pavement.

"Ahhhh! Help, shoot it, shoot it!" The officer screamed for help. September
bent down, picking it up. She loaded the gun, firnig three shots into the arm of the
zombie, leaving three fresh shell casings to litter the bloody ground. "Thanks!
Get the hell in the car!"

As they all filed in, they sped down the highway, barely missing the crowd of
zombies that had charged them.