Resident Evil: Midtown
By: Nemesis (nemesis_writer@hotmail.com)
URL: http://www.geocities.com/nemesis_writer/fiction.html

Notes: This is my first non-erotic story. It is not completed yet, but I'll
work on finishing it soon. I'm just posting it to get some feedback on how
it is doing. I'm also working on a Dragonlance story, which will have both
an erotic and non-erotic version. I've been concentrating on my Dragonlance
story recently, so it may be a bit of a wait before this is finished.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil and its characters belong to Capcom.

*****

Leon Kennedy raced down the cracked pavement of the old town road. This road
led to the city of Midtown. Midtown was a small mountain city a few miles
from Raccoon City. This city had many similarities to the now infamous
Raccoon City. Most notably is the fact that a large factory owned by
Umbrella lay in the city's center.
The jeep's tires bumped as they passed over small amounts of rubble in the
road. Leon was in a hurry, he had told Claire that he would meet her and her
brother at 4:00 that afternoon, and it was already 4:20. The sky already
seemed to be darkening as Leon arrived at the diner. The diner was a small
building on the corner of the town's main street. The glow from the neon
sign illuminated the street in a faint pink color. Leon looked up at the
sign, declaring the name Elaine's Diner.

"This is the place." Leon thought to himself, hoping that Claire wouldn't be
worried that he was late.

Leon pushed his car door open and immerged into the cool afternoon air. He
brushed his hand over the comfortable weight of the revolver strapped to his
side. After the experience at Raccoon City, Leon felt a lot safer with a gun
at his side. The former police officer locked his jeep's door and headed to
the front door. After entering the brightly lit diner, Leon spotted Claire
and Chris talking towards the back of the diner. As he walked to the booth
the Redfield siblings were sitting at, he noticed how empty the diner was, a
single waitress at the bar and a business man reading a newspaper over a cup
of coffee at a small table were the only other occupants.

"Sorry I'm late." Leon said as he took a seat next to Chris.

Claire smiled at him and Chris nodded his head in greeting. Chris and Leon
had only recently met, but Leon could already tell that they would be good
friends. Leon called over to the waitress to bring him a cup of coffee and
waited until he had his coffee before starting to speak.

"So, what have you heard about the town?" Leon asked, sipping at his drink.

"From what I could discover, it seems that Umbrella is conducting more of
there T-Virus experiments in the town." Chris said, talking in a low tone.

"We aren't sure how far along they are, but we figure they'll release the
T-Virus into the town, just like in Raccoon." Claire added, staring into the
empty mug in her hands, remembering the horrible experience in the labs and
police station.

"Have you seen anyone suspicious in the town?" Leon asked looking towards
the window.

"There have been a few people that I think are watching us, but I don't know
if they're from Umbrella or that organization that Wesker works for." Chris
said, idly picking at the loose fabric of the tablecloth.

Leon continued to enjoy his coffee, as everyone lapsed into silence. Leon
was happy to see Claire again, but couldn't relax with the thought of
Umbrella's creatures so close. Leon glanced out the window. The sun had
already gone down, the street lights the only things visible. Leon glanced
at his watch and noticed that they had been sitting in silence for nearly
twenty minutes. Leon watched as the bright moonlight shown through the
clouds. He glanced down at the street and saw something he wished he would
never have to see again.
A thin, frail man wondered in an alleyway across the street from the diner.
The man then knelt down next to what appeared to be a young woman's body.
Leon gagged in horror as the man bit into the woman's neck, tearing the
flesh from the bone. The zombie chewed on the flesh, blood drooling from its
mouth staining the man's clothes and the street below. After swallowing the
flesh, the zombie returned to the woman's body, biting into the flesh of her
collar bone. Leon was on his feet in a second. Not wanting to alert anyone
else in the diner, he gestured for Claire and Chris to follow him outside.

"What's going on?" Chris asked as soon as they were outside.

"Look over there." Leon muttered, gesturing towards the alley with a wave of
his arm.

"Oh, shit!" Chris screamed, drawing his gun as the zombie continued to feast
on the woman's body.

"I didn't think it would start this soon." Claire said, drawing her own
pistol.

Chris walked closer to the alleyway, Leon and Claire close behind. The
zombie noticed the former S.T.A.R.S. member approach and rose to his feet.
The zombie slowing stumbled towards Chris, it's eyes glazed over, blood
covering its chest and mouth. Chris raised his gun level to the zombie's
head, firing two rounds quickly. The zombie stumbled back, its head broken
apart like a melon, brain matter and blood staining the brick walls of the
alley. Chris looked around for any other zombies.

"I'm sure there's more, so everyone keep an eye out." Chris said walking
past the alley to the street ahead.

"Right." Claire and Leon said simultaneously, each moving in a different
direction.

While Claire headed for the street on the opposite side of the alley, Leon
headed into the dark passage to check the body. He passed the zombie,
stepping over the sticky puddle of blood. The woman's body was missing flesh
on its right arm and shoulder, parts of her neck torn out. Her shirt soaked
with blood and tattered, leaving her pale skin exposed. Her dark brown hair
matted to the side of her head from the blood. Leon looked away from the
body and headed further into the alley.
Leon cried out as he tripped and fell to the asphalt. He looked back and saw
that the woman had grabbed his ankle, her eyes glazed and clouded, drool
dripping from the side of her mouth. Leon kicked at the woman's arm. The
woman, now a zombie, lost her grip on his ankle. Leon quickly climbed to his
feet, pulling the revolver up and pointing it at the zombie. The zombie
climbed to its feet, reaching towards him with its good arm. Leon fired, the
revolver shook in his hand as the heavy round tore into the zombie's body.
The woman fell backwards, the round throwing her off balance. Blood flowed
heavily from the large wound. The zombie continued to stagger towards Leon,
not bothered by the large hole in its chest. Leon checked his aim more
carefully and fired again the heavy round tearing through the woman's left
eye, exploding out the back of her head. The zombie groaned a single time,
and fell to the ground to bleed out.
Claire heard the gun shots and ran to see what had happened. She was
relieved to see that Leon was okay. Leon was breathing heavily, leaning
against the brick wall of a building. He saw Claire and smiled.

"I'm fine, this thing just got the drop on me."

"That's good, but we better go find Chris, he might be in trouble." Claire
said, grabbing onto Leon's arm and pulling him toward the street.

Leon nodded in agreement and followed Claire. As they headed towards the
street Chris had gone down, they heard screaming.

"You brother is probably fine, we should go help those people." Leon said.

"Yeah you're right. Let's go." Claire said running towards the sound of the
screams with Leon.

***

Elsewhere, Chris walked down a quiet side street near the alley. He glanced
from side to side, his pistol held tightly in his right hand. He was nearly
to the end of the street when he heard the noise, a loud scraping from
behind a door. Chris approached the door and saw that it was a backdoor to a
brick building. He couldn't tell what building it was from the outside. As
he approached the closed door, he saw that it lay slightly open. Chris
raised his pistol as he pushed the door open with his foot. He gasped as he
saw the blood covered floor. He noticed a trail of blood that looked like it
was caused from a body being dragged away. Chris stepped over the puddle and
followed the trail down the hallway. As he neared the bend of the wall, he
heard a wet, tearing sound. He slowly approached the bend, swallowing the
bile in his throat. He peeked around the corner, and saw two zombies bent
over a dead body, devouring its flesh. Chris could not tell what gender the
corpse was, since the mutilation of bite marks covered the entire body.
One of the zombies rasped as it looked at Chris, letting a piece of bloody
flesh fall from its mouth. The zombie rose to his feet, arms outstretched to
grab Chris. Chris reared back from the zombie, firing wildly into the
undead. The zombie groaned as the bullets tore into its rotting flesh, blood
spraying onto the walls and ceiling of the hallway. The zombie staggered,
but remained standing. The undead creature moaned as it continued its
approach towards Chris, grasping at his body. Chris ran across the corner
and turned, bring his gun up once again, determined not to freak out and
miss again. As soon as the zombie was visible around the corner, Chris
fired, the bullet shattering the front of the zombie's skull, blood and
brain matter exploding in a red cloud.
Chris backed away from the corpse and headed towards the door. He would need
to get Leon and Claire before heading forward. He reached the door and
pushed it open to reveal a street covered with zombies. 'The T-Virus is
spreading faster than ever before.' Chris thought to himself, as he slammed
the door shut, looking for something to bar the door with. Chris moved a
couch from the hallway against the door. He knew it wouldn't hold, but it
was better than nothing. Chris slapped a fresh clip into his pistol, heading
forward, and hoping that Leon and Claire were okay.

***

Leon and Claire moved towards the screaming voice, hoping that they reach it
in time. They quickly reached the building that the screams originated from.
The screams died with one last shrill cry. Leon moved towards the window to
peer inside. A rotting hand crashed through the glass, grasping Leon's
shoulder, pulling him towards the zombie's drooling mouth.

"Damn it, get off me!" Leon screamed, smashing the stock of his revolver
against the creature's wrist.

After a few hits, bone snapped, the zombie's hand went slack. The zombie
stared at the window for another second before losing interest and turning
back to the inside. Many footsteps could be heard from within.

"They must already have a meal inside to lose interest so quickly" Claire
said pulling Leon back to the street.

"Yeah, probably those screams we heard." Leon said, rubbing his hurt
shoulder.

"We should get back and find Chris." Claire said walking back towards the
alleyway.

"Hey, wait a minute. What the hell is that?" Leon said pointing back towards
the alley.

Claire looked back to where Leon had pointed and saw it, or more
appropriately, them. A group of over twenty zombies walked the street that
led back to the alleyway. Claire walked a few steps backwards, Leon
following her lead. No words were spoken between them, but they both knew
that they couldn't get back to Chris and that he may be dead.

***

Albert Wesker walked through one of the small town's Umbrella laboratories,
looking for data on Umbrella's bioweapons and viruses. He passed many
security monitors, stopping to watch the carnage in the town. He saw people
scream as they were devoured by the undead. Wesker couldn't help his smile
and laughter. His laughter and smile instantly disappeared as soon as he saw
Chris Redfield, the one who destroyed his plans. 'How could Chris be here?!'
Wesker thought slamming his fist through the monitors screen. 'No matter, he
will die this time!'
Wesker pulled his cut hand from the monitor, the wounds healing nearly
instantly. He continued on down the hallway, passing a broken mirror. The
burn wounds on his face had healed completely except for one small scar near
his left eye. Another "gift" from Chris. Wesker growled in anger, walking to
the main computer room to finish his mission. After that he would be free to
hunt Chris down.

***

Chris ran through the hallway of the building away from the front door. He
still had another zombie to deal with. Chris quickly turned the corner
rushing past the zombie. The zombie groaned in irritation and began to rise.
Chris pointed his gun at the zombie and fired. The bulled smashed into the
back of the zombie's head, tearing a huge hole in its skull. The zombie let
out a quiet hiss, then fell back to the ground, blood pooling under its
undead body. Chris continued down the hall and entered another room. The
room he entered contained machinery. A small manhole to the sewer system lay
on the floor, a metal door at the back of the room leading onward. Chris
walked across the room looking around for any weapons or any of the undead.
In a corner of the room Chris found a man dressed in an Umbrella uniform, or
what was left of him. The man held a shotgun tightly in his hands, his head
a bloody mass of torn flesh. A book and pen lay at his side. Chris knelt
down next to the body, taking the shotgun from the man's hands, checking his
pockets for extra ammo. He attempted not to look at the man's face as he
checked his pockets. He found a clip, a box of shotgun shells, and an omega
class Umbrella security card. Chris looked at the card to see if the
location of the Umbrella base was written on it. Unfortunately, nothing of
interest was written on the card except for the Umbrella logo. Chris picked
up the book next to the dead Umbrella agent and flipped it open. 'This is a
journal, maybe he wrote down some information about Umbrella.' Chris
thought to himself as he began to read.

March 15

It's been three weeks since I was sent here. I can't believe I was given
such a boring job, nothing ever happens around here. They have me watching
sealed tanks in that disgusting sewer line. I wouldn't mind the job as much
if I didn't have to spend twelve hours in that damn sewer. I should ask to
be transferred to a position in the lab. They better not turn me down! A
first class soldier like me deserves a good job. They should have the
rookies down here in this shit hole.

March 16

They refused to transfer me. They told me that the tanks were "really
important to the mission." That's bullshit! How can these dusty old tanks be
important? They wouldn't tell me anything about the tanks, just to keep
quiet and watch out for them. I don't know how much more of this I can take.

March 18

I've finally decided to take a look in one of those tanks they had me
watching. I couldn't believe what I saw at first. A large body lay in the
tank, both of its hands were covered with claws. The scariest part was, the
thing opened its eyes and looked at me. I immediately pulled the metal
covering back over the tank and returned to my post. I don't want to have to
see that thing ever again, but what the hell are they for?

March 22

It's been awhile since I've written anything. One of those things has
escaped. One of the scientists called it a "Tyrant" and it is supposed to be
really powerful. It was created from some virus that the company was working
with. The virus has also leaked all over the lab. I've seen the zombies, and
I don't know if I'm ever going to make it out of here. All that is left is a
few groups of soldiers and two or three scientists. My group has been
assigned to hunt down the Tyrant and either kill it or capture it. I know
we'll fail. We're the third team being sent after it. I wish I never came
here.

March 26

I've been hiding in this room for days. When my platoon came across the
Tyrant we all fired on it, but it was useless. The creature ignored our
attacks, tearing the soldiers to pieces. I hate to say it, but the only
reason I survived was because I ran leaving my comrades as a shield against
the creature. I know they are all dead. The lab was sealed off by one of the
scientists, I have no way back. I've decided to die here, before I am killed
by the Tyrant, or am infected. I just wish I. (the rest of the entry is
illegible as the page is soaked in blood.)

Chris closed the journal, setting it back down next to its owner. He moved
away from the soldier's body back into the center of the room. He looked at
the manhole on the ground. 'A Tyrant is down there somewhere. Just great,
how am I going to get to the lab?' Chris thought to himself. He moved away
from the manhole as he heard an inhuman groaning coming from beneath. The
groaning grew quieter and quieter as the creature walked away. Chris decided
to just move onward into the building and try to find another way into the
lab.
The metal door was unlocked, Chris easily passed by it. The next corridor he
entered contained a few splashes of blood on the walls, no bodies in sight.
Chris also noticed some large spider webs in the corners. 'Giant spiders!
Damn, this is going to be harder than I thought' Chris thought to himself,
bringing his gun high, looking over the ceiling. He hoped Claire and Leon
were okay. He had a feeling he would need them.

***

Leon and Claire ran through the death cloaked streets of Midtown. Zombies
covered nearly all of the city's streets. Police officers and civilians
flooded the highways trying to escape the undead menace. Leon headed towards
the only place they could find some heavier equipment, the police station.
Claire followed behind Leon and ran straight into him as he stopped dead in
his tracks.

"What's wrong?" Claire asked.

"Look." Leon muttered pointing towards a building down the street.

Claire looked at the building Leon pointed at. The building was burning, the
flames beginning at the roof and moving downwards. Claire knew why Leon
stopped as she saw the Midtown Police Department sign burst into flames.
Police officers ran from the burning building, the hungry undead right
behind them.

"This is getting out of control. We have to hide somewhere." Leon said,
looking for someplace free of zombies.

"Over there." Claire said pulling Leon along to an abandoned convenience
store.

The store had boards hammered to the windows, the front door hanging open.
It looked as if something had torn the door open. Claire peeked her head
inside and saw that the building was empty. She ran inside, Leon right
behind her. Leon pulled the door closed, or at least tried to, the hinges
not allowing it to completely close. Leon shut the door as firmly as
possible. Claire pushed a shelf against the door, sealing the portal to the
outside. Leon walked away from the door to get a look at his surroundings.
The shelves in the convenience store were either knocked over or leaning
against the wall. Blood stained the floor in scraping trails towards the
door. It looked like all the undead inside the store had left after finding
no one inside. 'Hopefully they won't be back' Leon thought noticing a man's
arm laying on the floor next to the back wall. Leon walked through the
aisles to the back of the building. A door lay partly open into a storage
room. Leon opened the door and walked inside. The store room had a large
lake of blood pooled on the floor. Three bodies lay in the center of the
pool, there necks torn out, pieces of flesh hanging from bones on their
bodies. 'I guess this is where all the blood in front came from' Leon
thought, trying to look away from the sight, the smell was bad enough.
Another door lay at the corner of the storage room. Leon walked over to it,
the lock was still in place. He unlocked the door and glanced outside. An
empty alleyway is all that lay outside. Leon closed the door and relocked
it. He headed back to Claire to tell her what he had found. Claire was going
through the food to find something to eat.

"Claire, I found an escape route if we need it. A door back there leads out
to an abandoned alley." Leon said picking through the groceries himself.

"That's good. We should only stay here for a little while anyway. We need to
get out of this town, and hopefully find Chris." Claire said, sitting down
in a seat.

Leon nodded in agreement and tried to find something to eat.

***

Albert Wesker smiled when the computer finally finished downloading all the
data to a disk. Wesker pulled the communicator from his shirt pocket. He
called for his team to come and take the data, informing them that he had
some personal matters to attend to. He also asked that a couple of his best
trackers come to his position as well. Wesker did not have to wait long
before his troops arrived. A man wearing the exact same uniform as Wesker
walked into the room. He put a briefcase onto the table.

"Do you have the disks?" The man asked opening the bulletproof briefcase.

Wesker placed the disks into the briefcase, and walked away from the man. He
motioned for his two companions to follow him. The man grabbed the briefcase
and was gone, disappearing into the shadows. Wesker led his companions into
the next room. He looked over his compatriots and recognized them. The woman
was once known as Ada Wong. She had worked on obtaining the G-Virus, but had
failed. This was her second chance to prove herself. The other man was known
as Nicholai Ginoveaf. He had been a supervisor in Raccoon City, and had
succeeded in gaining data on Umbrella's new Tyrant model, Nemesis. He hoped
that he could attract Jill Valentine to this town by capturing Chris
Redfield. Jill had nearly ruined his operation in Raccoon back when he still
worked for Umbrella as a double agent.

"Why did you ask us to come? I thought you had already completed your
mission." Nicholai said in an agitated tone.

"You are here to help me kill Chris Redfield." Wesker replied, removing the
loaded magnum he kept strapped to his thigh.

"Is anyone with him?" Ada asked, leaning against the far wall.

"Just his sister and that cop, Leon." Wesker said looking over the monitor
screen.

Ada nearly gasped when she heard Leon's name. It had been a long time since
she had last seen him. Nicholai noticed her expression and laughed quietly,
he knew what she was thinking and found it very amusing. This would be a
good opportunity to gain more bounty for himself. Wesker stomped impatiently
from the room, not bothering to see if his men were following.

***

Chris fired round after round into the giant spider above him. The creature
squealed as holes exploded in it's body, green blood staining the wall and
floor. The spider's body dropped wetly to the floor, it's legs curling into
itself. Chris wiped some of the sweat and slime that had made it onto his
face. He tried to brush the blood from his vest, but couldn't. Chris
continued on passing the bodies of the other two spiders he had dealt with
earlier. The corridor he was in had no decoration, bare metal gleamed on the
walls, ceiling and floor. Loose strands of spider web clung to the corners
of the hall. No other spiders appeared to be in the area and no other
creatures could be seen. It appeared that no one had been in the hall for
some time. The echoes of Chris's footfalls sounded much louder in the
corridor than they had before. Chris proceeded down the hall until he came
to a metallic door. As his hand reached the doorknob, an inhuman screech
echoed through the hall. The clicking of claws filled the room reverberating
off the walls. Chris turned and saw the hunter running towards him, the
light gleaming from its green scales. Chris crashed through the door
slamming it behind himself.

'Damn it! How many of Umbrella's creatures are in this town?' Chris thought
to himself. The new hall Chris entered seemed to belong inside a regular
apartment building, doors lined each wall until the hall ended with another
door. The hall looked strangely familiar. Chris thought that he had
definitely seen it before, but he couldn't exactly place it. He walked to
the first door on his right. He pulled the door open with his left hand, his
right clenched around the stock of his pistol. He swept the gun from side to
side in the room, prepared to shoot anything that was mutated by the
T-Virus.

To be continued.