Resident Evil
S.A.T.A.N'S Gunslingers
Chapter 6: Death in the Battle Field
Running.I'm running. "from who?" from them. they want to. "why?" I don't know. I. I can't see "who is he?" he's. he's my . my. "do you love him?" I. I. "Why?" he saved me. he saved my life. he showed he cared for me. "What if you had to choose?" then. I would give my life. to. to. "Is that your true decision?" y-yes. I want to stay with him. to have his children. "so you do love him" yes. I. I.
"love him." she muttered as the young woman opened her eyes to the glaring light above, blinding bright light "where?" She sat up rubbing her brow with the back of her arm then felt the pang of pain in her cheek and caressed it, her groggy mind slowly revealing her memories to her "Kyle. Kyle!" She looked around, finding bars and cement bricks all around "Kyle!!" a light flickered above her before shutting off "Rebecca? Is that you?" she pressed herself to the bars and tried her best to look into the cells next to her "Garret?" she heard a soft rustling of maybe a blanket and saw an arm wave at her "Yeah its me, guess I wasn't thrown in here alone after all" she smiled at the fact she had a friend close by "where's Kyle and the rest of them?"
A clang brought her attention to the steel door sliding open, and a tall muscular African American walked in holding a silver Desert Eagle in his hand "hey shut up in here, its bad enough I have to watch you brats next to a grave yard with no TV" she sighed and sat down at the small bench she guessed was a bed "Your friends have been taken to the complex for questioning, damn that guy sure put up a fight when he woke up, like some weird gothic guy with attitude" she blinked at that "what?" the man glanced at her then turned away rubbing his stomach "Kid had one hell of a punch, wearing nothing but black, sorta reminded me of a white version of Blade" she blinked knowing who it was "Where is he!?" she got up and grabbed the bars staring at the man who only stared at her "in the cell on block over" she blinked and looked over to the next cell recognizing the voice "Kyle?" she heard a soft chuckle as a hand came between the bars in the next cell, she walked to the wall and reached through the bars and grasped the hand smiling "Are you okay?" the black man grunted "damn hell he's okay, guy nearly knocked out all the personal trying to get him halfway down the stairs!"
She ignored their captor and held onto the boy's firm grip smiling softly "I was worried" she felt another hand rub the back of hers "you don't need to be, I can handle myself" the man grunted again as he turned and left through the door again as the boy held her hand firmly yet gently. When the man's footsteps receded up some steps the boy let go of her hand "Now we see about getting out of here" She blinked curiously hearing a few clicks against metal "what are you doing?" then the cell door swung open and the boy stepped out smirking "amazing what you can do with a pin" he looked around and grabbed a knife sticking out of the desk and slipped it into the lock of her cell "Lucky for me I can unlock just about anything that opens as long as I have a knife" Soon her cell was open and she ran out and embraced the boy smiling while Garret sat in his cell watching "hey I don't mean to ruin the little moment here but um, COULD YOU GET ME OUT OF THIS FRIGGIN CELL ALREADY!?!"
Finally each of the three teens were out and the sound of gunshots made the woman jump a little "what's going on out there?" sun light was still coming through the cell barred windows as the boy clad in black with knife in hand opened the door and walked down the small hall and leaned against it when he heard footsteps coming down the steps and found the black man running down. As he neared the corner the boy swerved out and slammed his fist into the man's chin, knocking him back with the Desert Eagle falling from his grasp, this one was blued and dark while the silver one was left in a holster in his belt. The boy grabbed the dark pistol and lifted it on the man "okay pal, I'm leaving and if you go for that piece in your pocket you'll regret it in more ways than one" the man nodded slowly as the three teens slowly walked by him and up the steps.
As they exited they shielded their eyes from the sun and looked around finding several tombstones "Where the hell?" each of them carefully made their way across the tombstones and towards the large metal door behind a small simple gate and opened it slowly only to have it knocking Garrett down to the ground as the teen with spiky hair poked is head in "oh, we were just coming to rescue you!" Garrett sat up rubbing his jaw "are you sure it was rescue and not trying to knock out my teeth!?" The black clad teen glared at the shorter boy then looked back at Ryan "Well, did you get our weapons back?" the teen shook his head "but I did find a possible way out of here, I hope you know how to drive a sub" Kyle went a little pale "your joking."
Late.
Running.I'm running. "from who?" from them. they want to. "why?" I don't know. I. I can't see "who is he?" he's. he's my . my. "do you love him?" I. I. "Why?" he saved me. he saved my life. he showed he cared for me. "What if you had to choose?" then. I would give my life. to. to. "Is that your true decision?" y-yes. I want to stay with him. to have his children. "so you do love him" yes. I. I.
"love him." she muttered as the young woman opened her eyes to the glaring light above, blinding bright light "where?" She sat up rubbing her brow with the back of her arm then felt the pang of pain in her cheek and caressed it, her groggy mind slowly revealing her memories to her "Kyle. Kyle!" She looked around, finding bars and cement bricks all around "Kyle!!" a light flickered above her before shutting off "Rebecca? Is that you?" she pressed herself to the bars and tried her best to look into the cells next to her "Garret?" she heard a soft rustling of maybe a blanket and saw an arm wave at her "Yeah its me, guess I wasn't thrown in here alone after all" she smiled at the fact she had a friend close by "where's Kyle and the rest of them?"
A clang brought her attention to the steel door sliding open, and a tall muscular African American walked in holding a silver Desert Eagle in his hand "hey shut up in here, its bad enough I have to watch you brats next to a grave yard with no TV" she sighed and sat down at the small bench she guessed was a bed "Your friends have been taken to the complex for questioning, damn that guy sure put up a fight when he woke up, like some weird gothic guy with attitude" she blinked at that "what?" the man glanced at her then turned away rubbing his stomach "Kid had one hell of a punch, wearing nothing but black, sorta reminded me of a white version of Blade" she blinked knowing who it was "Where is he!?" she got up and grabbed the bars staring at the man who only stared at her "in the cell on block over" she blinked and looked over to the next cell recognizing the voice "Kyle?" she heard a soft chuckle as a hand came between the bars in the next cell, she walked to the wall and reached through the bars and grasped the hand smiling "Are you okay?" the black man grunted "damn hell he's okay, guy nearly knocked out all the personal trying to get him halfway down the stairs!"
She ignored their captor and held onto the boy's firm grip smiling softly "I was worried" she felt another hand rub the back of hers "you don't need to be, I can handle myself" the man grunted again as he turned and left through the door again as the boy held her hand firmly yet gently. When the man's footsteps receded up some steps the boy let go of her hand "Now we see about getting out of here" She blinked curiously hearing a few clicks against metal "what are you doing?" then the cell door swung open and the boy stepped out smirking "amazing what you can do with a pin" he looked around and grabbed a knife sticking out of the desk and slipped it into the lock of her cell "Lucky for me I can unlock just about anything that opens as long as I have a knife" Soon her cell was open and she ran out and embraced the boy smiling while Garret sat in his cell watching "hey I don't mean to ruin the little moment here but um, COULD YOU GET ME OUT OF THIS FRIGGIN CELL ALREADY!?!"
Finally each of the three teens were out and the sound of gunshots made the woman jump a little "what's going on out there?" sun light was still coming through the cell barred windows as the boy clad in black with knife in hand opened the door and walked down the small hall and leaned against it when he heard footsteps coming down the steps and found the black man running down. As he neared the corner the boy swerved out and slammed his fist into the man's chin, knocking him back with the Desert Eagle falling from his grasp, this one was blued and dark while the silver one was left in a holster in his belt. The boy grabbed the dark pistol and lifted it on the man "okay pal, I'm leaving and if you go for that piece in your pocket you'll regret it in more ways than one" the man nodded slowly as the three teens slowly walked by him and up the steps.
As they exited they shielded their eyes from the sun and looked around finding several tombstones "Where the hell?" each of them carefully made their way across the tombstones and towards the large metal door behind a small simple gate and opened it slowly only to have it knocking Garrett down to the ground as the teen with spiky hair poked is head in "oh, we were just coming to rescue you!" Garrett sat up rubbing his jaw "are you sure it was rescue and not trying to knock out my teeth!?" The black clad teen glared at the shorter boy then looked back at Ryan "Well, did you get our weapons back?" the teen shook his head "but I did find a possible way out of here, I hope you know how to drive a sub" Kyle went a little pale "your joking."
Late.