Author's Note: This is the third fanfic in my series of Resident Evil 3 fan fics which detail the zombies overwhelming Raccoon City and it's police force on September 27, 1998.
-Their Final Stand-
-Chapter Two-
-Endless Sonata-
-By Brian Marcelo-
-brianmarcelo@hotmail.com-
Rated R for gore, violence, and drug content (smoking).
-Prologue-
Chief Brian Irons smiled a twisted smile as he received reports of immense casualties during the first attack against the zombies. Nearly two-thirds of his officers had been either reported dead, missing in action, or still on patrol duty in areas where the zombies had not yet reached. His plans of sabotaging the R.P.D. from within were working perfectly. He felt proud of himself, as he had also managed to somehow scramble the radio system so that nobody could call for backup outside of the city, or to each other for that matter.
He grinned happily as he read through a few names, noticing people such as John Hopkins and Nicholas Cruz, two people which had shown suspicion towards his actions, were reported dead. However, his smile faded a bit as he noticed that Jill Valentine and Brad Vickers, the two last remaining S.T.A.R.S. team members, were not on the list. He knew Brad Vickers was too scared to report what had happened in the Spencer Mansion, so he didn't worry about him as much as he worried about Jill Valentine. She was telling all *his* R.P.D. officers what had happened to her and her fellow S.T.A.R.S team members in the Spencer Mansion. Acting quickly, he "concluded" that she was under extreme stress and suspended her from active duty until further notice. After that, she quit the S.T.A.R.S team and decided to stay in Raccoon City a bit longer before she would leave to go with Chris to Europe.
Chief Irons could not shake the feeling that somehow, some way, Jill Valentine would ruin his plans for Raccoon City.
However, he realized that Jill Valentine and Brad Vickers would be taken care of. After reading what had happened to Nicholas Cruz, a rookie police officer who Chief Brian Irons himself sent Nicholas to his doom, he figured that the "Nemesis" was no doubt dispatched by Umbrella to take care of the S.T.A.R.S team members.
He just remembered that he had sent Eve Dawson four hours ago to patrol the streets of the east side of Raccoon City. He had sent her partner less, just like with Nicholas Cruz, and as an added bonus, pissed off. His smile started to return as he thought about how he had sent yet another unsuspecting police officer to a lonely death.
His smile grew twistedly happy again, as he reread what happened to Nicholas Cruz, specifically the cause of his death, which was impalement through the head...
-September 27, 1998-
-Raccoon City-
-An hour after the first battle against the zombies, in an area with only a few zombies in it at the moment-
"Sigh...the damn radio still isn't working." sighed Eve Dawson, as she took out a cigarette from her pocket.
She put it into her mouth, paused for a few seconds, and then took it back out a second later, looking at it with disgust.
"I really should stop smoking so damn much...after all, all those commercials these days are saying that smoking is the leading cause of death these days..." she said, putting the cigarette back into her pocket, "Too bad it's such a great stress reliever though...heh heh..."
Eve Dawson had been assigned to this area of the city to patrol, hoping to find one of the cannibal suspects that had been killing and eating people. Chief Brian Irons had assigned her there 4 hours ago, saying that she should be on the look out, and that if she saw anything out of the ordinary, she would go after it. She had asked for a partner on this case, since John Hopkins, her partner, had been assigned to another part of the city to patrol. He denied that request, instead telling asking her if she was too weak to do the assignment. She took offense to that, and stormed out of the office, partner less and pissed.
"I wonder why the radio isn't working. I haven't heard from the station for a few hours now, and I can't seem to find any cop cars around either...." she said, squinting her eyes as she tried to see any sign of life in the streets while she was driving, "Damn, it's like the streets are dead or something..."
"Sigh...I can't believe Eric dumped me today...I mean, I tried to make it work...but he should've understood that my job is my first priority...sigh." she said, not particularly to anyone.
"Ah well, I'll just go get a drink with John, especially since the poor guy is all alone while his family is vacationing in California." she said with a grin. Eve Dawson and John Hopkins were good friends since their high school years, and had luckily for Eve, remained that way, as they were still together, as partners in the Raccoon City Police Force. He was one of the reasons why she had decided to enter the police force, the other being a need to serve and protect.
It was a crushing blow to Eve when John met Alice, but she never let herself tell him that, preferring to let him be happy instead. She never wanted to be like those girls who would reveal their hidden feelings after the guy that they loved found someone else. She wanted him to be happy, even if it wasn't with her. John never noticed that Eve liked him very much, however, he remained close to Eve, confiding to her when he needed advice and just someone to talk to; he even made her the godmother to his daughter.
Many lonely nights were spent wished that John were more then just her partner and best friend. Much more then just that...
"Mmmmm...I can't wait to see John. He'll take away the hurt from my latest messed up relationship, just like always..." she said, as a small smile appeared on her lips.
She kept on driving around the area she was assigned to by Chief Brian Irons, who she noticed was acting quite peculiar the past few weeks. Nevertheless, she didn't pay too much attention to that small oddity. She started getting bored and tried picturing what life would be like if she and John were more then just friends, when suddenly she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.
"What the hell...?" said Eve, as she noticed a large trench coat-wearing figure running into an alley.
"He doesn't fit the descriptions of the cannibal suspect I was sent out to patrol for, but still...that guy is about 7 feet tall and wearing a black trench coat...heh, if that doesn't just scream the words "follow him, he may be linked to the other crimes", then I don't know what would!" she said to herself as she parked her car, took out her Berretta and an extra clip, and proceeded to follow after the strange figure.
"Where the hell did it go?" she said, thinking that she should've caught up with the large figure by now.
"Help!! Somebody please help!" screamed a terrified voice through a window.
"What the..? Dammit, someone's in trouble!" she said, running to the source of the voice, completely forgetting about the large trench-coated figure, who was code named "Nemesis" and was currently stalking S.T.A.R.S. member Brad Vickers throughout the streets of Raccoon City...
"Damn damn damn...whatever was screaming for help better not hurt by the time I get there, or else..." Eve thought to herself, as she was not about fail her duty at serving and protecting.
She soon came to the source of the screams, which was an apartment building. "Where are you? Are you okay?" she shouted, hoping to get a reply.
"Please help! There's a monster here! Please...please help!" screamed what sounded like a teenage girl.
"I'm coming! Just hold on!" she said, thinking that the "monster" was nothing more then some sick freak in a costume.
She ran up the stairs swiftly, yelling every so often, hoping that the girl would yell out so that she could follow the voice. Eve reached the apartment, number 7B, and busted the door down after shooting the doorknob off.
"I'm here! Don't worry, everything will be fine!" shouted Eve, as she loaded her Beretta.
Eve didn't even have a chance to take another step into the room before the teenage girl had ran up to Eve and hid behind her, pointing her finger at the direction from which she came from.
"Please...we have to get out...the monster is coming!" screamed the teenage girl.
"First I have to subdue whatever the hell was chasing you, okay? Wait here..." said Eve, trying to calm down the apparently 14 year old teenage girl.
"No! It's a monster...it won't be stopped by a simple gun...!" screamed the now hysterical girl.
"Don't worry..." Eve said reassuringly as she pointed to her badge, "I'm a cop...everything will be fine, okay?"
"Grahhh...rahhh...." groaned a hideous voice in the next room.
"What was that...?" Eve asked, shuddering slightly, "Heh, since I'm the cop here, I'll just have to check..."
She held her gun tightly as she walked to the next room, only to find a grisly scene as she saw a zombie eating away at a small brown haired boy's body.
"What the f--" she said, only to be interrupted by the zombie as it noticed her presence, as it had stopped eating it's relatively small meal.
It slowly turned it's bloody and gray skinned head towards Eve, and looked at her with empty eyes. It stood up slowly while convulsing a bit, before lurching towards her, arms outstretched and mouth open, revealing bloody teeth and bits of some type of dark red meat still there. She backed away slowly, unsure of how to handle the situation. Eve realized that this must've been the cannibal that had been attacking people all over the city, seeing as how it fit the description a hysterical girl had made a week ago. She had seen zombie flicks before, but she didn't know if she should do what they did in the movies, since of course, horror movies were not real and only came from the imagination.
However, this zombie was quite real and it was getting quite close as well. She kept backing up while aiming, hoping to hit the zombie straight in the head.
*Bam! * *Bam! * *Bam! *
And down went the zombie, as the bullets entered its brain and ceased all bodily functions for a second time in its life.
"What the hell was that...?" said Eve as she studied the zombie that was now laying on the ground, twitching still, "Good thing I have such great aim..."
Eve went back to the room to find the girl she had just saved, only to find her in a corner, sobbing her eyes out.
Eve instantly understood why. "They both have brown hair...she's the older one, and he was the younger one..." she thought to herself.
"You gonna be okay...?" asked Eve, as she bent down to the girl's level.
"I...I guess so..." the girl said, as she slowly got up and wiped her tears away, "He always looked up to me...I promised him I'd always protect him...you know...? I broke my promise...because he's...he's..."
"Try not to think about it...at least he didn't...well...at least he wasn't all alone..." said Eve, trying her best to calm down the girl.
"What's your name by the way?" asked Eve, as she checked over her gun and her ammo count.
"My name is Mary...Mary Richards..." she said quietly. "What's yours...?"
"Eve Dawson, Raccoon City Police Officer, at your service." replied Eve with a smirk, "Uh...Mary? What was that...thing...?"
"It was my neighbor. He...he said he wasn't feeling so good. He had been attacked and bitten by one of those "cannibals" that have been in the newspaper lately...but he managed to escape before it did any more damage. I...he wasn't feeling good... I let him in because he was feeling sick and....and...." mumbled Mary, as she was on the verge of tears again.
"Ah...shhh.... don't worry...okay...? Now...let's try to find a way out of this place and back to the police station..." said Eve as she put her arm around Mary to comfort her.
"Okay...Eve..." she said in an almost-whisper, as they both starting walking out of the apartment.
"Rargh...ragh!" groaned many inhuman voices on the bottom floor of the apartment complex.
"Dammit! There are more of those monsters?" cursed Eve, as she looked downstairs, to see many zombies lurching around, attempting to walk up the stairs, trying to find a new meal.
"We have to get back to the apartment and barricade it, okay?" said Eve, sighing in discontent at her bad day turning extremely worse. "We're too far away from my car and I don't think I can take down all those zombies with only 23 bullets left..."
"Okay, I think...I think the phones are still up...you could try calling for backup...?" suggested Mary.
"Smart girl..." she said as they both ran back to the apartment.
-Meanwhile, in another part of the city close by to Mary's apartment complex-
"Mikhail! We're being outnumbered! There are way too many of those zombies!" yelled Carlos, as he tightened on his grip on his machine gun, shooting as many of the vile monsters as he could.
"Dammit! Keep on fighting! We must rescue the civilians!" Mikhail shouted back, as he threw another grenade into the horde of zombies.
"The odds are against us Mikhail! We have to retreat!" yelled Carlos, as he started running towards the train station.
"You're right, but on the way we must rescue anyone we can...these zombies killed my men, dammit...I will get my revenge..." grumbled Mikhail as he followed Carlos back to the station.
The zombies grumbled and moan, hungry for another meal, so they started headed east, which was unluckily where the apartment complex was situated, where Eve and Mary were staying...
-Back at the apartment complex-
"Dammit! They aren't picking up at the station..." said Eve as she slammed the phone back on it's base, frustrated that no one was picking up the damned phone when there were over 100 or so officers.
Of course, she had no idea that nearly two-thirds of RPD's cops, along with her partner John Hopkins, were killed during the first battle against the zombies just an hour ago, and that the rest of the surviving cops were trying their best to barricade the police station against a zombie attack.
Eve sighed and took out the cigarette she still had in her pocket, put it in her mouth, and lighted it up, needing the stress-relieving nicotine badly.
"You know...smoking is bad for your health..." said Mary quietly, as she tried not to look at the now covered bodies of her little brother and her neighbor-turned-monster.
"Yeah, well we're stuck in an apartment building, with monsters all over the first floor, and stuck with only 23 bullets left," said Eve through puffs of smoke, "I may be a good shot, but I don't think I can get a headshot on every single monster down there...plus...there's at least more then 30 there..."
"Not 23 bullets...I think...I think daddy has a shotgun around here...he used to be part of the R.P.D. but retired last July...he was called by the RPD a few hours ago and said he had to help them with some business...." Mary said quietly, "I think it's in his room, I'll go get it..."
"Excellent! You go do that while I try to think about how we'll use that and a puny little pistol to get through a horde of zombies..." said Eve, as she tried to joke around a little.
Mary simply stared blankly Eve and went to go get the gun.
"Err...I need to learn to keep my mouth shut sometimes...I think I scared the poor girl." sighed Eve as kept on smoking, thanking the cigarette for it's stress relieving capabilities.
-At the train station-
"We've lost nearly everyone..." said Carlos quietly.
"It's those goddamned zombies...they killed all my men...if only I had more guns..." Mikhail said as put his hand around his wound, "Goddamned zombies..."
"There's only you, me, and Nicholai left...and we're running dangerously low on ammo. You still have a few grenades and your sub-machine gun, I have my pistol with 15 bullets left and my sub-machine gun, and Nicholai has his pistol and 4 clips left. I don't think we're going to last much longer...." said Carlos sadly.
"We should go to where those pathetic RPD officers had tried to fight those zombies. They probably have a lot of guns and ammo still there amongst the bodies," said Nicholai coldly, as he leaned against the train door, "We also have to find a way to get this train to start. It'll cover a lot more ground in a faster amount of time."
Carlos was shocked at the coldness in Nicholai's voice, but decided not to say anything about it, thinking it might be his way of coping with all their fellow teammates dead.
-Back at the apartment complex-
"Good good good..." said Eve excitedly, as she inspected the shotgun, "Standard RPD issue shotgun...7 shell capacity...ooh, and you have 2 boxes of shells...that's about 21 shells all together. Ooh, and your father managed to keep 2 pistol clips in his closet too...heh heh, maybe we stand a fighting chance now..."
Mary nodded in agreement. It looked like they both just might get out of the god forsaken apartment complex they've been trapped in for the last hour.
"Wait...Mary...?" asked Eve.
"What is it, Eve?" she replied back quietly.
"If you had a shotgun all this time...why didn't you use it...?"
"...I was scared...I wasn't thinking....." she said, looking down sadly.
Eve nodded and understood. It's not everyday that your neighbor turns into a monster and starts eating away at your kid brother...
Eve gave the shotgun and shells to Mary, since Mary was taught how to fire one by her police veteran dad, while Eve kept her pistol and her 4 pistol clips too.
"Ready to get the hell out of here?" said a smirking Eve, as she flicked her cigarette out the window.
Mary nodded and smiled a little, her eyes still showing sadness from what had happened though.
They both got out slowly, holding their respective fire arms close, just in case something managed to pop out of nowhere.
They started the descent downstairs, finally coming to the first floor. They each shot the monsters skillfully, downing one zombie every 5 seconds. They slowly started clearing a path for them to cross through.
*bam*
Another zombie received a head shot by Eve.
*bam* *bam*
And yet another zombie fell, most of its chest blown off by the shotgun that Mary was surprisingly skillful with.
"We're almost there!" said Eve, as they both started to make a dash towards the car.
"What the...?!" Eve said in shock, as she saw two huge green reptilian creatures on top of her car, almost as if they knew she would be there.
"More monsters...?" said Mary, gripping the shotgun tightly.
"Fire at 'em!" yelled Eve as she started firing with her pistol, hoping the two reptilian creatures were going to be taken down easily by headshots.
If Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Barry Burton, or Rebecca Chambers had been there at the time, they would've identified the huge reptilian creatures as "Hunters".
*bam* *bam* *bam*
The two creatures, with remarkable speed, avoided the shots from Eve's pistol and Mary's shotgun, and started circling the two women.
"What do we we do...? They're to fast to fire at..." whispered Mary as she was back to back with Eve.
"I don't know..." said a gloomy Eve, "Try to get to the car any way possible..."
"Okay..." said Mary, as she started firing at the huge reptiles once again.
*bam* *bam* *bam*
They still were too fast for Mary to fire at, and she was starting to run dangerously low on ammo.
"Maybe we should- ah!!" screamed Mary as she was jumped by the huge reptile and sent back a considerable distance from her shotgun and Eve.
"Mary!!!" shouted Eve as she started firing at the huge reptile that was clawing away at Mary with incredible fury.
"I'll save y--ahhhhhh!" screamed at Eve as the other huge reptile put it's huge claw right through her back, crushing vital organs like her lungs and her spinal cord, with blood and flesh being sprayed out of her chest everywhere.
Eve fell limp to the ground in her own pool of blood as she watched helplessly as Mary was screaming, trying desperately to shield herself from the huge reptile's claws, which were slashing away huge chunks of meat and bone from her arms and body.
Eve tried to move but she was paralyzed...the claw that ripped through her spinal cord and through her chest. She started breathing her last breaths as she slowly started accepting the fact that she was dying. She was filled with regret, not letting John ever know her true feelings she had for him. She wished that she had told John that she loved him...maybe that way things would've been different. She wouldn't be dying, for one thing, all alone, with a person she's only known for a short amount of time. She had no idea that John had died hours ago in the first battle against the zombies, though...
Her vision soon went, replaced by a blanket of darkness, but she could still hear Mary's screams as the Hunters ripped her to shreds...
The last thing Eve heard before she had succumbed to her mortal wounds were Mary's desperate cries of help...
-The End-
I wrote this around two months ago and thought it needed a revamp. Also, the original ending sequence didn't make any sense at all, so I changed it.
-Their Final Stand-
-Chapter Two-
-Endless Sonata-
-By Brian Marcelo-
-brianmarcelo@hotmail.com-
Rated R for gore, violence, and drug content (smoking).
-Prologue-
Chief Brian Irons smiled a twisted smile as he received reports of immense casualties during the first attack against the zombies. Nearly two-thirds of his officers had been either reported dead, missing in action, or still on patrol duty in areas where the zombies had not yet reached. His plans of sabotaging the R.P.D. from within were working perfectly. He felt proud of himself, as he had also managed to somehow scramble the radio system so that nobody could call for backup outside of the city, or to each other for that matter.
He grinned happily as he read through a few names, noticing people such as John Hopkins and Nicholas Cruz, two people which had shown suspicion towards his actions, were reported dead. However, his smile faded a bit as he noticed that Jill Valentine and Brad Vickers, the two last remaining S.T.A.R.S. team members, were not on the list. He knew Brad Vickers was too scared to report what had happened in the Spencer Mansion, so he didn't worry about him as much as he worried about Jill Valentine. She was telling all *his* R.P.D. officers what had happened to her and her fellow S.T.A.R.S team members in the Spencer Mansion. Acting quickly, he "concluded" that she was under extreme stress and suspended her from active duty until further notice. After that, she quit the S.T.A.R.S team and decided to stay in Raccoon City a bit longer before she would leave to go with Chris to Europe.
Chief Irons could not shake the feeling that somehow, some way, Jill Valentine would ruin his plans for Raccoon City.
However, he realized that Jill Valentine and Brad Vickers would be taken care of. After reading what had happened to Nicholas Cruz, a rookie police officer who Chief Brian Irons himself sent Nicholas to his doom, he figured that the "Nemesis" was no doubt dispatched by Umbrella to take care of the S.T.A.R.S team members.
He just remembered that he had sent Eve Dawson four hours ago to patrol the streets of the east side of Raccoon City. He had sent her partner less, just like with Nicholas Cruz, and as an added bonus, pissed off. His smile started to return as he thought about how he had sent yet another unsuspecting police officer to a lonely death.
His smile grew twistedly happy again, as he reread what happened to Nicholas Cruz, specifically the cause of his death, which was impalement through the head...
-September 27, 1998-
-Raccoon City-
-An hour after the first battle against the zombies, in an area with only a few zombies in it at the moment-
"Sigh...the damn radio still isn't working." sighed Eve Dawson, as she took out a cigarette from her pocket.
She put it into her mouth, paused for a few seconds, and then took it back out a second later, looking at it with disgust.
"I really should stop smoking so damn much...after all, all those commercials these days are saying that smoking is the leading cause of death these days..." she said, putting the cigarette back into her pocket, "Too bad it's such a great stress reliever though...heh heh..."
Eve Dawson had been assigned to this area of the city to patrol, hoping to find one of the cannibal suspects that had been killing and eating people. Chief Brian Irons had assigned her there 4 hours ago, saying that she should be on the look out, and that if she saw anything out of the ordinary, she would go after it. She had asked for a partner on this case, since John Hopkins, her partner, had been assigned to another part of the city to patrol. He denied that request, instead telling asking her if she was too weak to do the assignment. She took offense to that, and stormed out of the office, partner less and pissed.
"I wonder why the radio isn't working. I haven't heard from the station for a few hours now, and I can't seem to find any cop cars around either...." she said, squinting her eyes as she tried to see any sign of life in the streets while she was driving, "Damn, it's like the streets are dead or something..."
"Sigh...I can't believe Eric dumped me today...I mean, I tried to make it work...but he should've understood that my job is my first priority...sigh." she said, not particularly to anyone.
"Ah well, I'll just go get a drink with John, especially since the poor guy is all alone while his family is vacationing in California." she said with a grin. Eve Dawson and John Hopkins were good friends since their high school years, and had luckily for Eve, remained that way, as they were still together, as partners in the Raccoon City Police Force. He was one of the reasons why she had decided to enter the police force, the other being a need to serve and protect.
It was a crushing blow to Eve when John met Alice, but she never let herself tell him that, preferring to let him be happy instead. She never wanted to be like those girls who would reveal their hidden feelings after the guy that they loved found someone else. She wanted him to be happy, even if it wasn't with her. John never noticed that Eve liked him very much, however, he remained close to Eve, confiding to her when he needed advice and just someone to talk to; he even made her the godmother to his daughter.
Many lonely nights were spent wished that John were more then just her partner and best friend. Much more then just that...
"Mmmmm...I can't wait to see John. He'll take away the hurt from my latest messed up relationship, just like always..." she said, as a small smile appeared on her lips.
She kept on driving around the area she was assigned to by Chief Brian Irons, who she noticed was acting quite peculiar the past few weeks. Nevertheless, she didn't pay too much attention to that small oddity. She started getting bored and tried picturing what life would be like if she and John were more then just friends, when suddenly she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.
"What the hell...?" said Eve, as she noticed a large trench coat-wearing figure running into an alley.
"He doesn't fit the descriptions of the cannibal suspect I was sent out to patrol for, but still...that guy is about 7 feet tall and wearing a black trench coat...heh, if that doesn't just scream the words "follow him, he may be linked to the other crimes", then I don't know what would!" she said to herself as she parked her car, took out her Berretta and an extra clip, and proceeded to follow after the strange figure.
"Where the hell did it go?" she said, thinking that she should've caught up with the large figure by now.
"Help!! Somebody please help!" screamed a terrified voice through a window.
"What the..? Dammit, someone's in trouble!" she said, running to the source of the voice, completely forgetting about the large trench-coated figure, who was code named "Nemesis" and was currently stalking S.T.A.R.S. member Brad Vickers throughout the streets of Raccoon City...
"Damn damn damn...whatever was screaming for help better not hurt by the time I get there, or else..." Eve thought to herself, as she was not about fail her duty at serving and protecting.
She soon came to the source of the screams, which was an apartment building. "Where are you? Are you okay?" she shouted, hoping to get a reply.
"Please help! There's a monster here! Please...please help!" screamed what sounded like a teenage girl.
"I'm coming! Just hold on!" she said, thinking that the "monster" was nothing more then some sick freak in a costume.
She ran up the stairs swiftly, yelling every so often, hoping that the girl would yell out so that she could follow the voice. Eve reached the apartment, number 7B, and busted the door down after shooting the doorknob off.
"I'm here! Don't worry, everything will be fine!" shouted Eve, as she loaded her Beretta.
Eve didn't even have a chance to take another step into the room before the teenage girl had ran up to Eve and hid behind her, pointing her finger at the direction from which she came from.
"Please...we have to get out...the monster is coming!" screamed the teenage girl.
"First I have to subdue whatever the hell was chasing you, okay? Wait here..." said Eve, trying to calm down the apparently 14 year old teenage girl.
"No! It's a monster...it won't be stopped by a simple gun...!" screamed the now hysterical girl.
"Don't worry..." Eve said reassuringly as she pointed to her badge, "I'm a cop...everything will be fine, okay?"
"Grahhh...rahhh...." groaned a hideous voice in the next room.
"What was that...?" Eve asked, shuddering slightly, "Heh, since I'm the cop here, I'll just have to check..."
She held her gun tightly as she walked to the next room, only to find a grisly scene as she saw a zombie eating away at a small brown haired boy's body.
"What the f--" she said, only to be interrupted by the zombie as it noticed her presence, as it had stopped eating it's relatively small meal.
It slowly turned it's bloody and gray skinned head towards Eve, and looked at her with empty eyes. It stood up slowly while convulsing a bit, before lurching towards her, arms outstretched and mouth open, revealing bloody teeth and bits of some type of dark red meat still there. She backed away slowly, unsure of how to handle the situation. Eve realized that this must've been the cannibal that had been attacking people all over the city, seeing as how it fit the description a hysterical girl had made a week ago. She had seen zombie flicks before, but she didn't know if she should do what they did in the movies, since of course, horror movies were not real and only came from the imagination.
However, this zombie was quite real and it was getting quite close as well. She kept backing up while aiming, hoping to hit the zombie straight in the head.
*Bam! * *Bam! * *Bam! *
And down went the zombie, as the bullets entered its brain and ceased all bodily functions for a second time in its life.
"What the hell was that...?" said Eve as she studied the zombie that was now laying on the ground, twitching still, "Good thing I have such great aim..."
Eve went back to the room to find the girl she had just saved, only to find her in a corner, sobbing her eyes out.
Eve instantly understood why. "They both have brown hair...she's the older one, and he was the younger one..." she thought to herself.
"You gonna be okay...?" asked Eve, as she bent down to the girl's level.
"I...I guess so..." the girl said, as she slowly got up and wiped her tears away, "He always looked up to me...I promised him I'd always protect him...you know...? I broke my promise...because he's...he's..."
"Try not to think about it...at least he didn't...well...at least he wasn't all alone..." said Eve, trying her best to calm down the girl.
"What's your name by the way?" asked Eve, as she checked over her gun and her ammo count.
"My name is Mary...Mary Richards..." she said quietly. "What's yours...?"
"Eve Dawson, Raccoon City Police Officer, at your service." replied Eve with a smirk, "Uh...Mary? What was that...thing...?"
"It was my neighbor. He...he said he wasn't feeling so good. He had been attacked and bitten by one of those "cannibals" that have been in the newspaper lately...but he managed to escape before it did any more damage. I...he wasn't feeling good... I let him in because he was feeling sick and....and...." mumbled Mary, as she was on the verge of tears again.
"Ah...shhh.... don't worry...okay...? Now...let's try to find a way out of this place and back to the police station..." said Eve as she put her arm around Mary to comfort her.
"Okay...Eve..." she said in an almost-whisper, as they both starting walking out of the apartment.
"Rargh...ragh!" groaned many inhuman voices on the bottom floor of the apartment complex.
"Dammit! There are more of those monsters?" cursed Eve, as she looked downstairs, to see many zombies lurching around, attempting to walk up the stairs, trying to find a new meal.
"We have to get back to the apartment and barricade it, okay?" said Eve, sighing in discontent at her bad day turning extremely worse. "We're too far away from my car and I don't think I can take down all those zombies with only 23 bullets left..."
"Okay, I think...I think the phones are still up...you could try calling for backup...?" suggested Mary.
"Smart girl..." she said as they both ran back to the apartment.
-Meanwhile, in another part of the city close by to Mary's apartment complex-
"Mikhail! We're being outnumbered! There are way too many of those zombies!" yelled Carlos, as he tightened on his grip on his machine gun, shooting as many of the vile monsters as he could.
"Dammit! Keep on fighting! We must rescue the civilians!" Mikhail shouted back, as he threw another grenade into the horde of zombies.
"The odds are against us Mikhail! We have to retreat!" yelled Carlos, as he started running towards the train station.
"You're right, but on the way we must rescue anyone we can...these zombies killed my men, dammit...I will get my revenge..." grumbled Mikhail as he followed Carlos back to the station.
The zombies grumbled and moan, hungry for another meal, so they started headed east, which was unluckily where the apartment complex was situated, where Eve and Mary were staying...
-Back at the apartment complex-
"Dammit! They aren't picking up at the station..." said Eve as she slammed the phone back on it's base, frustrated that no one was picking up the damned phone when there were over 100 or so officers.
Of course, she had no idea that nearly two-thirds of RPD's cops, along with her partner John Hopkins, were killed during the first battle against the zombies just an hour ago, and that the rest of the surviving cops were trying their best to barricade the police station against a zombie attack.
Eve sighed and took out the cigarette she still had in her pocket, put it in her mouth, and lighted it up, needing the stress-relieving nicotine badly.
"You know...smoking is bad for your health..." said Mary quietly, as she tried not to look at the now covered bodies of her little brother and her neighbor-turned-monster.
"Yeah, well we're stuck in an apartment building, with monsters all over the first floor, and stuck with only 23 bullets left," said Eve through puffs of smoke, "I may be a good shot, but I don't think I can get a headshot on every single monster down there...plus...there's at least more then 30 there..."
"Not 23 bullets...I think...I think daddy has a shotgun around here...he used to be part of the R.P.D. but retired last July...he was called by the RPD a few hours ago and said he had to help them with some business...." Mary said quietly, "I think it's in his room, I'll go get it..."
"Excellent! You go do that while I try to think about how we'll use that and a puny little pistol to get through a horde of zombies..." said Eve, as she tried to joke around a little.
Mary simply stared blankly Eve and went to go get the gun.
"Err...I need to learn to keep my mouth shut sometimes...I think I scared the poor girl." sighed Eve as kept on smoking, thanking the cigarette for it's stress relieving capabilities.
-At the train station-
"We've lost nearly everyone..." said Carlos quietly.
"It's those goddamned zombies...they killed all my men...if only I had more guns..." Mikhail said as put his hand around his wound, "Goddamned zombies..."
"There's only you, me, and Nicholai left...and we're running dangerously low on ammo. You still have a few grenades and your sub-machine gun, I have my pistol with 15 bullets left and my sub-machine gun, and Nicholai has his pistol and 4 clips left. I don't think we're going to last much longer...." said Carlos sadly.
"We should go to where those pathetic RPD officers had tried to fight those zombies. They probably have a lot of guns and ammo still there amongst the bodies," said Nicholai coldly, as he leaned against the train door, "We also have to find a way to get this train to start. It'll cover a lot more ground in a faster amount of time."
Carlos was shocked at the coldness in Nicholai's voice, but decided not to say anything about it, thinking it might be his way of coping with all their fellow teammates dead.
-Back at the apartment complex-
"Good good good..." said Eve excitedly, as she inspected the shotgun, "Standard RPD issue shotgun...7 shell capacity...ooh, and you have 2 boxes of shells...that's about 21 shells all together. Ooh, and your father managed to keep 2 pistol clips in his closet too...heh heh, maybe we stand a fighting chance now..."
Mary nodded in agreement. It looked like they both just might get out of the god forsaken apartment complex they've been trapped in for the last hour.
"Wait...Mary...?" asked Eve.
"What is it, Eve?" she replied back quietly.
"If you had a shotgun all this time...why didn't you use it...?"
"...I was scared...I wasn't thinking....." she said, looking down sadly.
Eve nodded and understood. It's not everyday that your neighbor turns into a monster and starts eating away at your kid brother...
Eve gave the shotgun and shells to Mary, since Mary was taught how to fire one by her police veteran dad, while Eve kept her pistol and her 4 pistol clips too.
"Ready to get the hell out of here?" said a smirking Eve, as she flicked her cigarette out the window.
Mary nodded and smiled a little, her eyes still showing sadness from what had happened though.
They both got out slowly, holding their respective fire arms close, just in case something managed to pop out of nowhere.
They started the descent downstairs, finally coming to the first floor. They each shot the monsters skillfully, downing one zombie every 5 seconds. They slowly started clearing a path for them to cross through.
*bam*
Another zombie received a head shot by Eve.
*bam* *bam*
And yet another zombie fell, most of its chest blown off by the shotgun that Mary was surprisingly skillful with.
"We're almost there!" said Eve, as they both started to make a dash towards the car.
"What the...?!" Eve said in shock, as she saw two huge green reptilian creatures on top of her car, almost as if they knew she would be there.
"More monsters...?" said Mary, gripping the shotgun tightly.
"Fire at 'em!" yelled Eve as she started firing with her pistol, hoping the two reptilian creatures were going to be taken down easily by headshots.
If Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Barry Burton, or Rebecca Chambers had been there at the time, they would've identified the huge reptilian creatures as "Hunters".
*bam* *bam* *bam*
The two creatures, with remarkable speed, avoided the shots from Eve's pistol and Mary's shotgun, and started circling the two women.
"What do we we do...? They're to fast to fire at..." whispered Mary as she was back to back with Eve.
"I don't know..." said a gloomy Eve, "Try to get to the car any way possible..."
"Okay..." said Mary, as she started firing at the huge reptiles once again.
*bam* *bam* *bam*
They still were too fast for Mary to fire at, and she was starting to run dangerously low on ammo.
"Maybe we should- ah!!" screamed Mary as she was jumped by the huge reptile and sent back a considerable distance from her shotgun and Eve.
"Mary!!!" shouted Eve as she started firing at the huge reptile that was clawing away at Mary with incredible fury.
"I'll save y--ahhhhhh!" screamed at Eve as the other huge reptile put it's huge claw right through her back, crushing vital organs like her lungs and her spinal cord, with blood and flesh being sprayed out of her chest everywhere.
Eve fell limp to the ground in her own pool of blood as she watched helplessly as Mary was screaming, trying desperately to shield herself from the huge reptile's claws, which were slashing away huge chunks of meat and bone from her arms and body.
Eve tried to move but she was paralyzed...the claw that ripped through her spinal cord and through her chest. She started breathing her last breaths as she slowly started accepting the fact that she was dying. She was filled with regret, not letting John ever know her true feelings she had for him. She wished that she had told John that she loved him...maybe that way things would've been different. She wouldn't be dying, for one thing, all alone, with a person she's only known for a short amount of time. She had no idea that John had died hours ago in the first battle against the zombies, though...
Her vision soon went, replaced by a blanket of darkness, but she could still hear Mary's screams as the Hunters ripped her to shreds...
The last thing Eve heard before she had succumbed to her mortal wounds were Mary's desperate cries of help...
-The End-
I wrote this around two months ago and thought it needed a revamp. Also, the original ending sequence didn't make any sense at all, so I changed it.