Chapter 3
Hiro pushed the button. Nothing happened.
"Huh?" He kept pushing it. Still nothing happened. "Dammit!" he slammed his fist on the panel.
"Um, sir?" asked someone. "Are we gonna get out of here?"
"Yes, we will! I just need to get this goddamn door open!! In the meantime, pile into the truck!"
They people complied as Hiro shot the panel as a last resort. The warehouse-type doors swung open.
"Drive!!" he screamed. "Get to the ship!!" He couldn't go with them right away. He had to look at Umbrella's files, see if there were any other survivors...
And the people would be okay. Hiro gave one of them a rifle they'd found. They drove away with ease.
He ran over and closed the warehouse-type door. It wouldn't help anyone if he froze to death...
It was then he heard the screams outside. Hiro ran up the nearby stairs to the second floor. The second floor had the windows that the first floor didn't.
Outside, a bunch of mad dogs had jumped onto the truck. They yanked out people with their limbs in their mouths. With each person they dragged out, they ate and chewed on their flesh and bone. It was a disgusting sight, seeing one of the dogs crush one of the women's skull in it jaws.
Hiro felt his knees give out. He tried. Why did it happen? Why couldn't he save them?
He didn't have time to dwell. Thuds were heard below and he saw the warehouse door giving out until there was a giant hole in it. The cold wind blew in harshly. Hiro readied his weapon as four dogs ran in.
"One, two, three!!!"
The door was kicked open. Tyler shined a flashlight as Erika pointed her gun. The room was empty.
Tyler flipped on the light switch. It was an infirmary, cots lining the wall. A huge box was against one wall, and a typewriter was on a nearby desk.
"I think this room is safe," said Erika.
"I think so too," said Tyler, examining the room with questioning eyes.
"Do we have to stay here?" asked someone.
"Yes," said Erika. "I need to look around, and it's dangerous to travel in a group. This room isn't full of monsters, so it should be safe. Don't worry, we're all gonna get out of here."
The people walked around the infirmary. Some sat on the cots. Others just stood and stared at their surroundings.
"I'll be back soon," said Erika. She started for the door.
Tyler went to her. "I'll come too."
"No, you stay. I only have one weapon on me right now. Also, I need you to keep an eye on these people."
"...Alright. But you watch yourself, okay?"
"I know. Be sure not to open the door unless you know it's me. See you all later." Erika walked out the door and slowly closed it, making sure if creatures were lurking about they wouldn't notice she came from that room. She drew her gun and cautiously retraced her steps, hoping she would find living survivors.
"Oh this is just great!" complained Elza. She had been wandering around for close to twenty minutes, avoiding zombies, punching them once or twice. But now she was in a hallway with close to a dozen zombies. She knew she couldn't punch them all. There was only one thing left to do...
Elza knelt down and got into a running position. She silently thanked her mother, who had pushed her to be on the track team through high school. "Okay, here I go!!!!!" She started sprinting down the hallway, avoiding the zombies with ease. Any zombie that came too close, she punched them. When she got to the door, she flung it open. When she entered the room, she turned to the door and slammed it shut.
"I did it!!" she breathed.
There was a growl behind her. She slowly turned to see a dog growling at her. There was a warehouse-type door not far away with a huge hole in it. Three other dogs lay dead. But this one was very much alive...
It lunged at her. She dodged it and rolled away. The dog was readying itself again, baring its bloodstained fangs. Elza got into a fighting stance, determined to bring down the dog, ever though the odds were against her...
Loud shots rang in the air. Three bullets struck the dog in the back. It fell over, blood oozing from its carcass.
Elza looked around, but she didn't see anyone. As she started walking towards the door, a bullet hit the ground in front of her.
"Don't move!!!" someone yelled. Elza looked up to see a young Asian man, looking about his mid-twenties pointing a handgun at her on a walkway. He eyes were cold and angry, as if accusing her of something.
"Hold on," she said, raising her arms. "This is a big misunderstanding-"
"Be quiet!!" he ordered. Elza stiffened. "I'm coming down, so stay right there! I've got a few questions to ask you!!" He started walking down the stairs. "For starters, what the hell have you people been doing?!?! Don't you even give a damn for all the lives you took?!?!"
"Wait a minute!!" said Elza. "Do you think I work for Umbrella?!"
"Why not?! You obviously weren't with the victims who were brought here!! Stay still!!" He was in front of her. "Hand over your weapon."
"I don't have one."
"That's a lie. There's no way in hell anyone could get past lurking zombies, and these." He angrily motioned to the dogs. "You're lucky I didn't shoot you right off the bat. But I'm gonna make sure scum like you pay the price-"
"Shut the hell up!!!!!" snapped Elza. "First of all, I DON'T work for Umbrella. THEY kidnapped me!!!! Secondly, who the hell do you think YOU are?! Ordering me around like that!!!! YOU'RE the one who looks suspicious!!!! And do you mind?! Lower you damn gun!!!!"
The man raised it to her face. "Don't talk to me like that-"
"Does THIS look like an Umbrella outfit?!" Elza pulled on her bike outfit. "NO!! This has a Raccoon City University emblem on it!!! I'm one of Raccoon's survivors!! And because of that, I'm here arguing with you!!!!"
"Be qui-" he began.
Elza suddenly saw a shadow fall towards them. "LOOK OUT!!!!" she shoved the man away as a soldier/zombie went splat where the man had been standing. The zombie started climbing to its feet, dropping a handgun in the process.
With one swift kick to the face, Elza had it on the floor again. She picked up the dropped handgun. She held down the zombie with her foot and fired, four bullets piercing its head.
"Why did you save me?" the man demanded.
"Because I'm innocent of what you're accusing me of, and I want to go home!" snapped Elza, angry that tears were stinging her eyes.
The man sighed. "Okay, I believe you. I'm sorry. It's just that...a lot of civilians died, and..."
"I know. My name's Elza Walker."
"Elza Walker? That name rings a bell..."
"I'm a professional daredevil motorcyclist."
"Oh yeah...I saw you once on ESPN..."
"Oh God THAT interview sucked..."
"Anyway, I'm Hiro Kumiya. I was sent in by the FBI to infiltrate this facility."
"Well, you aim well with a gun, Hiro." Elza held up her handgun. "And things will be much easier on me with this at my side."
"Listen, my job is also to watch the civilians. Since you're a civilian, I have to keep an eye on you."
"No you don't. I can take care of myself."
"But it's my job-"
"So there are other survivors," a voice rang out. They turned to see an African American woman walking towards them. She squinted at Elza. "Hey, weren't you on ESPN-"
"Must everyone remind me of that interview?" moaned Elza.
"Well, I see you're both armed. Oh, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Erika Harrison. STARS sent me to check out this place..."
Elza and Hiro both introduce themselves. Erika looked around. "Man, quite a facility. It looks so small on the outside, but on the inside..."
"Are there any others?" asked Hiro.
"Yeah, I left them at an infirmary. How 'bout you?"
"Besides her." He pointed to Elza. "The others died."
"...I see. Dammit!" Erika shook her head, and then straightened. She turned to Elza. "Well, come on. You can't be wandering around."
"Why not?" asked Elza. "I'm armed. I can handle anything."
"You're a civilian. It's our job to make sure you don't become one of those...things."
"I can handle anything! Don't make me repeat myself."
"No, don't make ME repeat myself. You're going to the infirmary with the others."
"Hey, I'm not ignorant! I was able to get here unarmed! What do you say to that?"
"She was unarmed," said Hiro.
Erika sighed. "Fine. Do what you want. But if you get killed, don't blame me."
"It would be easier on all of us if we split up," said Hiro. "We should report somewhere..."
"The infirmary," said Erika. "It's in the eastern wing, with a sign saying 'infirmary' on it."
"Okay. In a half hour, we report there. Do you two have watches?"
"I do," said Elza. "This thing has been driving me nuts for days."
"Me too," said Erika.
"Right, we should set watches." They did. "When it beeps, whatever you're doing, stop and go to the infirmary."
"Got it," said Erika. "Elza, I cleared most of the eastern wing, but I don't know if I completely cleared it. Can you take care of it?"
Elza rolled her eyes. Erika was deliberately giving her the easiest area. "Fine, fine. I just go through the door you came from, right?"
"Yeah. I'll take the southern route. Hiro?"
"I'll take the second floor area," said Hiro.
"Okay," said Erika. "Let's move out!"
Elza watched the two depart. She was getting sick of being babied because she was a civilian. Hell, she was braver than average soldiers.
I guess I'll have to prove myself, she thought. And I LOVE proving myself!!
She turned on her heel and ran towards the eastern door. It was a big facility and the monsters were gonna regret ever messing with her.
Okay, that was short. I hope everyone can forgive me! ^_^. Anyway, I promise the next part will be longer. Hopefully, this will be a LONG fanfic (and I luv writing long fanfics ^_^). Well, tune in next time for another gut-wrenching chapter!
Hiro pushed the button. Nothing happened.
"Huh?" He kept pushing it. Still nothing happened. "Dammit!" he slammed his fist on the panel.
"Um, sir?" asked someone. "Are we gonna get out of here?"
"Yes, we will! I just need to get this goddamn door open!! In the meantime, pile into the truck!"
They people complied as Hiro shot the panel as a last resort. The warehouse-type doors swung open.
"Drive!!" he screamed. "Get to the ship!!" He couldn't go with them right away. He had to look at Umbrella's files, see if there were any other survivors...
And the people would be okay. Hiro gave one of them a rifle they'd found. They drove away with ease.
He ran over and closed the warehouse-type door. It wouldn't help anyone if he froze to death...
It was then he heard the screams outside. Hiro ran up the nearby stairs to the second floor. The second floor had the windows that the first floor didn't.
Outside, a bunch of mad dogs had jumped onto the truck. They yanked out people with their limbs in their mouths. With each person they dragged out, they ate and chewed on their flesh and bone. It was a disgusting sight, seeing one of the dogs crush one of the women's skull in it jaws.
Hiro felt his knees give out. He tried. Why did it happen? Why couldn't he save them?
He didn't have time to dwell. Thuds were heard below and he saw the warehouse door giving out until there was a giant hole in it. The cold wind blew in harshly. Hiro readied his weapon as four dogs ran in.
"One, two, three!!!"
The door was kicked open. Tyler shined a flashlight as Erika pointed her gun. The room was empty.
Tyler flipped on the light switch. It was an infirmary, cots lining the wall. A huge box was against one wall, and a typewriter was on a nearby desk.
"I think this room is safe," said Erika.
"I think so too," said Tyler, examining the room with questioning eyes.
"Do we have to stay here?" asked someone.
"Yes," said Erika. "I need to look around, and it's dangerous to travel in a group. This room isn't full of monsters, so it should be safe. Don't worry, we're all gonna get out of here."
The people walked around the infirmary. Some sat on the cots. Others just stood and stared at their surroundings.
"I'll be back soon," said Erika. She started for the door.
Tyler went to her. "I'll come too."
"No, you stay. I only have one weapon on me right now. Also, I need you to keep an eye on these people."
"...Alright. But you watch yourself, okay?"
"I know. Be sure not to open the door unless you know it's me. See you all later." Erika walked out the door and slowly closed it, making sure if creatures were lurking about they wouldn't notice she came from that room. She drew her gun and cautiously retraced her steps, hoping she would find living survivors.
"Oh this is just great!" complained Elza. She had been wandering around for close to twenty minutes, avoiding zombies, punching them once or twice. But now she was in a hallway with close to a dozen zombies. She knew she couldn't punch them all. There was only one thing left to do...
Elza knelt down and got into a running position. She silently thanked her mother, who had pushed her to be on the track team through high school. "Okay, here I go!!!!!" She started sprinting down the hallway, avoiding the zombies with ease. Any zombie that came too close, she punched them. When she got to the door, she flung it open. When she entered the room, she turned to the door and slammed it shut.
"I did it!!" she breathed.
There was a growl behind her. She slowly turned to see a dog growling at her. There was a warehouse-type door not far away with a huge hole in it. Three other dogs lay dead. But this one was very much alive...
It lunged at her. She dodged it and rolled away. The dog was readying itself again, baring its bloodstained fangs. Elza got into a fighting stance, determined to bring down the dog, ever though the odds were against her...
Loud shots rang in the air. Three bullets struck the dog in the back. It fell over, blood oozing from its carcass.
Elza looked around, but she didn't see anyone. As she started walking towards the door, a bullet hit the ground in front of her.
"Don't move!!!" someone yelled. Elza looked up to see a young Asian man, looking about his mid-twenties pointing a handgun at her on a walkway. He eyes were cold and angry, as if accusing her of something.
"Hold on," she said, raising her arms. "This is a big misunderstanding-"
"Be quiet!!" he ordered. Elza stiffened. "I'm coming down, so stay right there! I've got a few questions to ask you!!" He started walking down the stairs. "For starters, what the hell have you people been doing?!?! Don't you even give a damn for all the lives you took?!?!"
"Wait a minute!!" said Elza. "Do you think I work for Umbrella?!"
"Why not?! You obviously weren't with the victims who were brought here!! Stay still!!" He was in front of her. "Hand over your weapon."
"I don't have one."
"That's a lie. There's no way in hell anyone could get past lurking zombies, and these." He angrily motioned to the dogs. "You're lucky I didn't shoot you right off the bat. But I'm gonna make sure scum like you pay the price-"
"Shut the hell up!!!!!" snapped Elza. "First of all, I DON'T work for Umbrella. THEY kidnapped me!!!! Secondly, who the hell do you think YOU are?! Ordering me around like that!!!! YOU'RE the one who looks suspicious!!!! And do you mind?! Lower you damn gun!!!!"
The man raised it to her face. "Don't talk to me like that-"
"Does THIS look like an Umbrella outfit?!" Elza pulled on her bike outfit. "NO!! This has a Raccoon City University emblem on it!!! I'm one of Raccoon's survivors!! And because of that, I'm here arguing with you!!!!"
"Be qui-" he began.
Elza suddenly saw a shadow fall towards them. "LOOK OUT!!!!" she shoved the man away as a soldier/zombie went splat where the man had been standing. The zombie started climbing to its feet, dropping a handgun in the process.
With one swift kick to the face, Elza had it on the floor again. She picked up the dropped handgun. She held down the zombie with her foot and fired, four bullets piercing its head.
"Why did you save me?" the man demanded.
"Because I'm innocent of what you're accusing me of, and I want to go home!" snapped Elza, angry that tears were stinging her eyes.
The man sighed. "Okay, I believe you. I'm sorry. It's just that...a lot of civilians died, and..."
"I know. My name's Elza Walker."
"Elza Walker? That name rings a bell..."
"I'm a professional daredevil motorcyclist."
"Oh yeah...I saw you once on ESPN..."
"Oh God THAT interview sucked..."
"Anyway, I'm Hiro Kumiya. I was sent in by the FBI to infiltrate this facility."
"Well, you aim well with a gun, Hiro." Elza held up her handgun. "And things will be much easier on me with this at my side."
"Listen, my job is also to watch the civilians. Since you're a civilian, I have to keep an eye on you."
"No you don't. I can take care of myself."
"But it's my job-"
"So there are other survivors," a voice rang out. They turned to see an African American woman walking towards them. She squinted at Elza. "Hey, weren't you on ESPN-"
"Must everyone remind me of that interview?" moaned Elza.
"Well, I see you're both armed. Oh, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Erika Harrison. STARS sent me to check out this place..."
Elza and Hiro both introduce themselves. Erika looked around. "Man, quite a facility. It looks so small on the outside, but on the inside..."
"Are there any others?" asked Hiro.
"Yeah, I left them at an infirmary. How 'bout you?"
"Besides her." He pointed to Elza. "The others died."
"...I see. Dammit!" Erika shook her head, and then straightened. She turned to Elza. "Well, come on. You can't be wandering around."
"Why not?" asked Elza. "I'm armed. I can handle anything."
"You're a civilian. It's our job to make sure you don't become one of those...things."
"I can handle anything! Don't make me repeat myself."
"No, don't make ME repeat myself. You're going to the infirmary with the others."
"Hey, I'm not ignorant! I was able to get here unarmed! What do you say to that?"
"She was unarmed," said Hiro.
Erika sighed. "Fine. Do what you want. But if you get killed, don't blame me."
"It would be easier on all of us if we split up," said Hiro. "We should report somewhere..."
"The infirmary," said Erika. "It's in the eastern wing, with a sign saying 'infirmary' on it."
"Okay. In a half hour, we report there. Do you two have watches?"
"I do," said Elza. "This thing has been driving me nuts for days."
"Me too," said Erika.
"Right, we should set watches." They did. "When it beeps, whatever you're doing, stop and go to the infirmary."
"Got it," said Erika. "Elza, I cleared most of the eastern wing, but I don't know if I completely cleared it. Can you take care of it?"
Elza rolled her eyes. Erika was deliberately giving her the easiest area. "Fine, fine. I just go through the door you came from, right?"
"Yeah. I'll take the southern route. Hiro?"
"I'll take the second floor area," said Hiro.
"Okay," said Erika. "Let's move out!"
Elza watched the two depart. She was getting sick of being babied because she was a civilian. Hell, she was braver than average soldiers.
I guess I'll have to prove myself, she thought. And I LOVE proving myself!!
She turned on her heel and ran towards the eastern door. It was a big facility and the monsters were gonna regret ever messing with her.
Okay, that was short. I hope everyone can forgive me! ^_^. Anyway, I promise the next part will be longer. Hopefully, this will be a LONG fanfic (and I luv writing long fanfics ^_^). Well, tune in next time for another gut-wrenching chapter!