Legal crap: Yeah I know I forgot this stuff in the first Chapter. Well Here it goes.
I do not own or produce Resident Evil Nor do I know anyone who works for them, etc......
There, All I do is play the games and such.
Chapter 2: Going to Town...
Wesker smiled as the three men made their way to him. He wondered what he would do to them. But just as they were even no more than twenty feet away from him, One of the dogs Wesker had worked on attacked one of the Agents closer to the would be woods.
"Jesus! Get it off of me!" One of the Agents screamed as the other two opened fire with their handguns. Another dog jumped out behind the two men firing. "AHHHHHH!" The Agent that was being attacked had just gotten his leg bit off. And Wesker stood by laughing. "Shut up you evil bastard!" One shouted and then was pounced on by the other Demon Dog. The two men now being attacked were on the ground screaming for the help of the last Agent. But It was to late he was running off into the woods scared.
After a few moments the dogs finished ripping away at flesh, and the screaming had long ago stopped. Now the dogs with blood and flesh stood in attack position facing Wesker. A smile appeared across his face, and he kneeled down holding out his bloody glove. The dogs walk over and lick his glove clean. "There you are boys..." Wesker stood up looking around, then he remembered the helicopter that had just landed. He looked once more at the dogs then fixed his sunglasses on his face, and began the short walk to the helicopter.
Stepping over remains of the Mansion, lab, and a body here of there, he stopped, looking at the ground. He bent down picking up a handgun. He looked it over and found the name "Chris Redfield" was etched into the handle of the gun. As he examined the gun a spooky smile crosses his face "I am on my way.".
Now reaching the helicopter, he strapped himself in, checked all the gauges and started up the Whirly Bird. The helicopter rose off the ground slowly. It took a moment or two to get it up and going. He circled the mansion twice to see if anything had survived the explosion besides the dogs. After seeing nothing but a few dying fires, he pushes on toward the City of Raccoon. He flew over a giant field before reaching a mountain. Below he spotted a group of zombies heading towards the mountains. "I doubt they'll make it, but how'd they get out of the Mansion?"
After a while, he reached the city. Knowing nothing but problems faced him when he returned to the station. He had plans to get back at Chris for what he'd done to him and the project. There it was; the police station. He landed on the roof of the station, even though "unmarked" helicopters landing there was frowned upon. Like he cared. Stepping out, he smiled broadly at the officers coming to "greet" him. The smile widened as he walked calmly to the door, listening to their dumbfounded exclamations.
"Chris said he was dead."
"But there he is.."
"Look! It's the Monster King."
"He? He did all of that? Some joke. Man, Chris had us going."
Wesker stepped in the station, walking through the second floor, heading to the S.T.A.R.S. office. "Wesker!" Jill jumped out of her seat nearly having a heart attack. "I...I thought killed you!" Wesker just smiled, stalked over to her without a word, picked her up and threw her into the wall. "Where is that fucker?!" Wesker's voice boomed loud enough for people to hear him on the floor below. "He left....something about...finding Umbrella's lab..." She trailed off, shaking fearfully at the should-be-dead man towering over her.
The door burst inward, nearly flying off it's hinges, and the sound of gunshots rang in the air. "Shit!" Wesker fell back, slumping down to the floor. "Good shot, Sir!" One of the officers said, as Wesker's hearing grew dim and the world went dark.
I do not own or produce Resident Evil Nor do I know anyone who works for them, etc......
There, All I do is play the games and such.
Chapter 2: Going to Town...
Wesker smiled as the three men made their way to him. He wondered what he would do to them. But just as they were even no more than twenty feet away from him, One of the dogs Wesker had worked on attacked one of the Agents closer to the would be woods.
"Jesus! Get it off of me!" One of the Agents screamed as the other two opened fire with their handguns. Another dog jumped out behind the two men firing. "AHHHHHH!" The Agent that was being attacked had just gotten his leg bit off. And Wesker stood by laughing. "Shut up you evil bastard!" One shouted and then was pounced on by the other Demon Dog. The two men now being attacked were on the ground screaming for the help of the last Agent. But It was to late he was running off into the woods scared.
After a few moments the dogs finished ripping away at flesh, and the screaming had long ago stopped. Now the dogs with blood and flesh stood in attack position facing Wesker. A smile appeared across his face, and he kneeled down holding out his bloody glove. The dogs walk over and lick his glove clean. "There you are boys..." Wesker stood up looking around, then he remembered the helicopter that had just landed. He looked once more at the dogs then fixed his sunglasses on his face, and began the short walk to the helicopter.
Stepping over remains of the Mansion, lab, and a body here of there, he stopped, looking at the ground. He bent down picking up a handgun. He looked it over and found the name "Chris Redfield" was etched into the handle of the gun. As he examined the gun a spooky smile crosses his face "I am on my way.".
Now reaching the helicopter, he strapped himself in, checked all the gauges and started up the Whirly Bird. The helicopter rose off the ground slowly. It took a moment or two to get it up and going. He circled the mansion twice to see if anything had survived the explosion besides the dogs. After seeing nothing but a few dying fires, he pushes on toward the City of Raccoon. He flew over a giant field before reaching a mountain. Below he spotted a group of zombies heading towards the mountains. "I doubt they'll make it, but how'd they get out of the Mansion?"
After a while, he reached the city. Knowing nothing but problems faced him when he returned to the station. He had plans to get back at Chris for what he'd done to him and the project. There it was; the police station. He landed on the roof of the station, even though "unmarked" helicopters landing there was frowned upon. Like he cared. Stepping out, he smiled broadly at the officers coming to "greet" him. The smile widened as he walked calmly to the door, listening to their dumbfounded exclamations.
"Chris said he was dead."
"But there he is.."
"Look! It's the Monster King."
"He? He did all of that? Some joke. Man, Chris had us going."
Wesker stepped in the station, walking through the second floor, heading to the S.T.A.R.S. office. "Wesker!" Jill jumped out of her seat nearly having a heart attack. "I...I thought killed you!" Wesker just smiled, stalked over to her without a word, picked her up and threw her into the wall. "Where is that fucker?!" Wesker's voice boomed loud enough for people to hear him on the floor below. "He left....something about...finding Umbrella's lab..." She trailed off, shaking fearfully at the should-be-dead man towering over her.
The door burst inward, nearly flying off it's hinges, and the sound of gunshots rang in the air. "Shit!" Wesker fell back, slumping down to the floor. "Good shot, Sir!" One of the officers said, as Wesker's hearing grew dim and the world went dark.