Note: this is my first fic so please go easy on me.I have placed a couple characters lives in California even though they probably didn't live there.please R&R
It begins
September 26th
It was just another day in Raccoon City. I walked into my office at 11:00 am, but before I go any further with my story I would like to tell you about myself. My name is Josh Daniels and I grew up in California. My best friend and neighbor was....... Jill Valentine. The sexiest and most famous female
S.T.A.R.S member was my best friend. Sure I got teased for having a best friend as a girl, but we backed each other up and made it through school.
After school I took a course in law enforcement and joined the RPD. I moved to Raccoon city soon after I worked my way up the ranks till I became part of the SWAT team. To my great surprise and joy Jill made the STARS special task force. She moved to Raccoon as well. Then the incident happened.Jill was sent to the mansion to investigate. I wished her luck and prayed that she would be okay.She came back along with a few other STARS members bringing stories of zombies and undead creatures. I wasn't surprised that Jill survived. She is the strongest woman I know.
Anyway that pretty much sums it up. At my office I had to do some Damn paperwork about the dog I shot a couple of days ago. I described it to Jill and she said it was a zombie dog. I couldn't believe it. After I was done the paperwork I went to the firing range to practice my aim.Jill found me and I took her out for some coffee.
"How are you?" I asked "couldn't be better" she replied."I notice that your hair has grown back" giggled Jill. I felt my head and remembered the time I shaved it after I had lost a marksmanship contest with Chris. "Ya" I said. We exchanged a laugh and went our separate ways. Two days later something terrible happened.
"Move,move,move, get your butt in the truck" I heard our sergeant screaming at us. All the SWAT members jumped into the vans and were soon driving off to Walnut street. The monsters have invaded. I loaded my Assault rifle and jumped out of the van. The police officers had made a barricade out of parked cars a huge group of around 150 zombies were shuffling there way toward us. I cocked my weapon and waited for the order."fire at will" yelled the sergeant. We opened up our guns.
I decided to put my rifle to auto and sprayed them with a shower of bullets."come get some" yelled sergeant. Who was blasting them with a shotgun.Our shotguns took out a few monsters but they kept coming." Son of a bitch" someone cried. "They're everywhere" someone else yelled.
"Don't give up" I yelled as the monsters reached the cars. I clocked one of them in the head with my gun and it's head literally fell off it's body."ahhhhhhhhh" I heard my comrades scream as they were mauled by those sons of bitches. I grabbed a shotgun out of a truck and fled.
A minute later all was dead silent. The zombies chased me into the bar. I barricaded the door and sat on the closest stool. I checked my ammo supply. I had: an assault rifle with half a clip left, A shotgun with 21 extra shells, and to my surprise a handgun with 90 bullets. I took a Jack Daniels out of the fridge and drank. Then a thought hit me. "JILL" I had to find her. After drinking half the JD I exited the bar out of the other door and ran into the streets.
Okay okay I kind of thought it sucked but the next chapter will have more action I promise.