Resident Evil: Forever Doomed
CHAPTER SIX
The kids had been able to eat all of the chocolates made, which was no surprise to Mrs. Guarino. There were screams starting to rise from the crowd. Screams of kids seeing their friends turn into flesh-eating monsters, screams of kids turning into zombies, screams of shear terror. Mrs. Guarino could spot about ten children already mutating. As she looked around the room, she saw Rick with a look on his face of shock and horror. One of the zombies was making its way towards him, luckily Mrs. Guarino had already activated the locks on the doors to make sure no one could get out and survive, so to speak. She gazed into Rick's eyes as he gave her one final look. She just stood there, and smiled. Mr. Selover was then lost into the crowd of mindless abominations. Mrs. Guarino looked to her left and saw Mrs. Leroux and Mrs. Fish stare into the horde of people in pure terror. They hadn't seen Mrs. Guarino's inventions the way she could; she could look onto them for hours and just be astonished with there ways. Mrs. Guarino slowly moved towards the other women on the stage.
"Looks like you might not get your money after all." They stared into Denita's eyes with uncertainty. The were stunned with what had happened. Both of them had no idea that it would look like this.
"Like I said, ladies, the money is mine." Mrs. Guarino shoved the women into the crowd. A shriek came from both of their mouths, and then they were no more.
Everything's going perfectly. Just about everyone in here is a zombie, I don't have to split my money with anyone, and best of all, I'll get to release the Tyrant soon. She stood there and looked at the crowd with gratification and truly felt like laughing, but she held it all back in, thinking about what was to come.
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It had only been a matter of minutes since they'd met Ms. Valentine and Toni had a strong liking to her. She had gone over the basics of loading, aiming, and firing. The group didn't seem to have to much trouble learning, but Toni could tell that both Rachel and Katie weren't to sure about it all.
"Any questions?" Jill asked. No reply. "Good, let's get moving. Any idea where we should go?"
"Um, Rachel and I found this memo, it seems to be a report of some kind." Lance handed Jill the report. There was a period of silence as Jill read the report.
"Damn it." she said.
"What, what's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"They're starting to test the T-Virus on kids. They'd never done that before, well, that I know of anyway." She seemed to stare off into space as she spoke. The group knew that she was thinking of the endless possibilities of what could, or would happen.
"We have to get to the basement, I'm not sure if a few Beretta's could hold out. Which way?"
Stunned, Lauren responded, "This way." The kids ran towards the stairs that would lead down; Jill close behind.
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After they made it down the stairs, which left them in the eighth grade hallway, they headed towards the basement door.
This is the hall where James had most of his classes.
Lance had just realized that he hadn't thought of his best friend ever since all of this started. He wondered what happened to him, but quickly got rid of the thought and continued to run for his life.
"Come on, almost there." Toni called from the front. She made a sharp left, and ran. Past rooms 816, 815, 814, and so on. They slowed down and got a glimpse of what was left of Jamal on the floor. They began to run again, but stopped. Zombies, stumbling near the door.
"Well, looks like a good time for target practice." Jill said. She aimed her gun at the mob of creatures. Everyone was anxious, but nervous as they raised their weapons.
BANG!
Jill's shotgun shot a bullet which went flying. It was so fast they couldn't even see it; the only thing they could see was the cloud of smoke which raised out from the barrel in Jill's M870.
"Damn." Lance said under his breath. A moan came from the group and blood was splattered all over the gym doors. Lance looked into the crowd, remembering James, and wondering if his friend was there.
BANG!
Lance squeezed the trigger and another moan was cried out. He looked onto his friends as they stared at him. He nodded and they rose their weaponry in the
air, and fired.
BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
Bullets went flying left and right. The walls and lockers surrounding the creatures were dark red with blood.
"Come on," Jill cried, "there's a path." She ran towards an opening in the crowd, and the eighth graders followed. Jill zoomed into the door, followed by Toni, Lance, Katie, Lauren, and--
"HELP!!!" A blood curdling cry came out
Huh!?
"Rachel!!" Toni screamed. They all turned and saw Rachel down on the floor. Apparently one of the zombies had grabbed her and she fell.
"UMBRELLA, STOP IT!!" Jill made her way back up the stairs, kneeled down, and grabbed Rachel's outstretched arm. Lance could see Jill struggling to stay still so he grabbed her ankles, and Toni and Katie helped him.
"AAAAAAAAH!!!" Rachel screamed. They all looked up to see Jill's blood stained hand, empty. They all closed their eyes at the thought of what Rachel was now going through, and another yell came out. Lance and his friends could hear Jill whimper.
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Why Umbrella, why do you have to fuck everyone's life up?
Jill knelt on the steps and tried to hold back her tears. She remembered the girls face and let it all out. She slowly got up and tried to keep her balance. Jill closed the door, not wanting to hear the triumphant moans of the un-living.
Wiping the tears from her face, Jill started to speak, "So, how 'bout you say we go on."
"What the fuck are you talking about, our friend was just eaten alive." Lance called.
"Look, I feel just as bad as the rest of you three, but if you want to live I say you follow me, and if you want the same fate as her, you stay here and wait for them to break down the door. Well, are any of you in, or not?" Jill looked around. They knew that she wasn't trying to be mean, but trying to tell the truth.
"Good, let's go." She made her way down the hall in silence, the kids doing just the same. Jill stopped and turned around.
"Look-- I don't mean to sound cruel but I just want you to realize the truth. Chances are we're not all going to make it, and her having the virus makes it all the worse."
"Wait a second, how did you know I had gotten the virus?" Lauren asked. "You're veins, they're changing color. It's one of the first symptoms, if you didn't know."
"What's going to happen to me?" asked Lauren. Jill didn't bother to look up from reloading her gun, knowing that she couldn't tell somebody something like that eye to eye.
"You're going to mutate." After a few moments of silence she finally looked up and saw Lauren crying.
What the hell are you doing to these kids, Jill, you're ruining their lives more than Umbrella has.
"Look, I'm sorry, but we need to move on if you want to find an antidote in time before, you know." she remarked. "Agreed?" Jill asked and soft 'fine's and 'okay's came from the group. She held up her gun, and continued to walk.
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Mrs. Guarino walked around the vacant cafetorium, stepping over partially eaten bodies and thick puddles of blood.
"Damn I'm good." she said under her breath.
She looked up at the sound of a broad voice, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Kenneth Starkly, wha-- what are you doing here?" Mrs. Guarino's startled voice barely echoed in the large, empty room.
"I was sent to check up on you, a sort of surprise visit. Now, what the hell did you do here?!"
"I was testing the virus, like I was told."
"We selected you because we thought you would be right for the job, and your instructions were to test the T-Virus on a couple kids, not the whole God-forsaken school!!"
"But, but--" for once in her life, Mrs. Guarino was speechless.
"Looks like you know too much, and there's nothing left to do but to," Mrs. Guarino shook her head in disregard, "there's nothing left to do but to dispose of you." Her eyes grew with fear as he finished his sentence. Kenneth pulled out a 9mm handgun, aimed, and--
BANG!!
"Right between the eyes." Kenneth uttered. "Just according to plan."
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The stairs to the basement led out into a small hallway. The walls gray, and the air moist. They could hear loud rumbling; the sounds of air ducts and water pipes.
"So, do we move forward?" Katie asked.
"Looks like we've got no choice." Jill said as she inched towards the door. The door made a screechy type sound, obviously from it being metal.
Before it was easier, we knew our way around the school, but this place is totally new. I don't think that I've ever been so scared in my life.
As the thoughts ran threw Lauren's head she held on to the gun tighter, as if it were a lucky charm of some sort. She looked around the large room, walls same as before, and the same moist feel on her skin. Only one thing stood out in this room, the smell of death. There were three doors in the room, two to the left and one facing the stairs farther down the wall.
"Which one do we go to?" Lauren's frightened voice echoed in the empty chamber.
"I think we should split up, that way we'd be able to cover more ground easier." Jill stated, "Lance, you and Toni take that door, Katie and Lauren you take that door, and I'll go through the other." While Jill's smooth, and calm voice reverberated in the room she signaled where to go. "Got it?" She asked. They all shook their heads and went to their designated doors.