Chapter 4: Mistrust
Yea! I'm so happy that all of you people out there like what I am writing. It makes me happy to know that you are all so very supportive. I just want to thank all those who reviewed and I want to thank those who gave me great ideas for this chapter! You know who you are! Thanks a lot! Also, special thanks to my sister for helping me with my grammar!
(3:00 A.M Monday)
The town was quiet…empty cans rolled about and the sounds of crickets and other various bugs that usually plague the night were nowhere in sight. "Has hell frozen over or something? Where is everybody?" Mark thought to himself. He walked steadily but quickly, while clutching his gun in one sweaty hand. Nearby, police sirens broke the silence and shouts and footsteps could be heard approaching. Mark turned to the sound of a click and cursed when he realized that it was an officer. "Freeze! RPD! You are under arrest for the murder of Officer Craig Summers! You have the right to remain silent anything can be and will be used against you in a court of law!" shouted the Officer. Mark's eyes widened at the man's annoucement. Was this guy crazy or something he did't kill the officer! That wacko cannibal of a girl did. "Officer, there must be some mistake, I didn't kill anybody!" Mark shouted. "No doubt about it witnesses say that they saw you shoot the man and then shoot an innocent girl!" cried the man. The officer walked forward and glared at Mark. "You've cost enough trouble, Davis! It's people like you who give this town a bad name!"
Mark could only stand in shock at what he had just heard, he could't believe it. Snapping out of his daze he quickly turned and ran down a side street. "Hey! Stop!" cried the Officer. Mark paid no heed to his cries, and quickly ran onto the street. A green car was coming down the road at the same time. Jumping in front of the car, Mark went over to the divers side of the car and pulled the man out. " I'm borrowing your car! Thanks!" Mark shouted as he drove off. The flustered Officer came running out of the alley a few seconds later and cursed as the suspect got away. Turning to the driver of the car and helping him up off the ground he asked, "Sir, are you all right?" "Sonny, in my days people were more polite…that man was just plain stealing!" cried the Old man. The Officer let out a sigh and escorted the man back to his car. He would get Mark Davis eventually. "I'll get you, Davis!" the Officer swore.
(3:30 A.M Monday)
Mark was extremely tired…and all he wanted to do was sleep but he had to keep going, he had to warn his family. Ever since he left the Officer behind, he had been travelling around town trying to find a safe route for him to get home without being caught. A couple of minues ago, he had also found a newspaper in the back of the car that talked about the recent attacks in Raccoon City. "Who would have thought someone like me would care about people! If only the guys could see me now." Mark laughed. After what seemed like forever, he finally pulled into his driveway. Running the rest of the way, he burst thru the front door and came face to face with his best friend, Sydney Mills, another "gangster." "Hey, dawg! S'up?" asked Sydney. "Yo, Syd! Where's my family?" cried Mark. Sydney raised an eyebrow and ran his hand thru his hair. "They left, dawg…said something about going to Mary's for the week?" announced Sydney. Mark sighed with relief and walked over to his friend giving him a hug…Mary was his wife's sister. She lived two towns away, so his family was safe. "Damn, dawg! What s'up with you? Your not getting all friendly with me are you?" Sydney asked laughing.
~Mark told Sydney about everything…the robbery, the crazy woman, the dying cop, and the warrant for his arrest…~
"Damn, dawg…that's jacked up. If I hadn't known you since we were kids I'd think you were insane in the brain yo" answered Sydney. Mark nodded before walking over to his cabinet, opening it he withdrew guns, knives, homemade bombs, and lots of ammo. "We gotta warn people! Those things are dangerous and as much as I wanna get out we gotta at least tell Max." suggested Mark. Sydney nodded and took out his handgun, which he always hid in his pants. They packed some snacks, first aid, and their weapons into a big duffel bag. They walked out of the house and into the night…
(4:00 A.M Monday)
Mark and Sydney dumped the old man's car in the junkyard and stole a better car. Sydney was in the back of the car loading the guns with ammo, while Mark was driving. They had been driving around warning as many people as they could about the zombies yet no one would believe them. "Why would we believe a couple of two-bit Eminen-wannabes like you??," they all said. Therefore, Mark and Sydney decided to visit Maxine Andrews, Raccoon City's assistant district attorney and Sydney's cousin. Maxine used to hate Mark because she thought he was responsible for corrupting her cousin, but after he was convicted for a crime he did not commit she felt sorry for him and got him out of jail. She was now on her front porch, glaring at the two men and shouting at the top of her lungs. "What makes you think I'd want to help you two?! I heard that you not only robbed a jewelry shop but you also murdered two innocent bystanders Mark! I can't believe your listening to this idiot Sydney!" she cried. Mark shook his head and told her what had happened. "I know I've always been in trouble, but I really need your help right now, Max. I'm not lying this time. I mean why the hell would I still be in town if I actually shot that cop and that girl? I would've been out of here a long itme ago…" Mark said solemly. Max looked the man straight in the face. 10 years as assistant district attorney had given her a sixth sense about whether people were lying to her. Mark's eyes were serious and frightened…something must have happened and Max was determined to find out what. Sighing, she nodded and let them in…
"You guys sit tight…I'm calling headquarters to findout what's going on," Max announced before walking into her kitchen. After what seemed like forever, Maxine walked out with a red face and a string of curses coming out of her mouth. She shook her head and sat down, brushing away some hair from her face. "They didn't believe me…they also said that I was nuts and that I needed some time off." Turning to Mark, she said, " I don't what's going on in this town, but something's definitely wrong. Some of my sources within the department are telling that there've been a lot of unsolved murders over the past 24 hours…really gruesome, ones where the bodies look like they've been eaten…"
Mark sat back heavily and shook his head. "Then we're leaving…pack your bags, Max…were getting the hell out of here!"
*Author's Note: Well, what do you guys think? I need to sit back and think of some ideas on what to do next. Keep Reviewing! Just a couple more chapters untill the finale!
Yea! I'm so happy that all of you people out there like what I am writing. It makes me happy to know that you are all so very supportive. I just want to thank all those who reviewed and I want to thank those who gave me great ideas for this chapter! You know who you are! Thanks a lot! Also, special thanks to my sister for helping me with my grammar!
(3:00 A.M Monday)
The town was quiet…empty cans rolled about and the sounds of crickets and other various bugs that usually plague the night were nowhere in sight. "Has hell frozen over or something? Where is everybody?" Mark thought to himself. He walked steadily but quickly, while clutching his gun in one sweaty hand. Nearby, police sirens broke the silence and shouts and footsteps could be heard approaching. Mark turned to the sound of a click and cursed when he realized that it was an officer. "Freeze! RPD! You are under arrest for the murder of Officer Craig Summers! You have the right to remain silent anything can be and will be used against you in a court of law!" shouted the Officer. Mark's eyes widened at the man's annoucement. Was this guy crazy or something he did't kill the officer! That wacko cannibal of a girl did. "Officer, there must be some mistake, I didn't kill anybody!" Mark shouted. "No doubt about it witnesses say that they saw you shoot the man and then shoot an innocent girl!" cried the man. The officer walked forward and glared at Mark. "You've cost enough trouble, Davis! It's people like you who give this town a bad name!"
Mark could only stand in shock at what he had just heard, he could't believe it. Snapping out of his daze he quickly turned and ran down a side street. "Hey! Stop!" cried the Officer. Mark paid no heed to his cries, and quickly ran onto the street. A green car was coming down the road at the same time. Jumping in front of the car, Mark went over to the divers side of the car and pulled the man out. " I'm borrowing your car! Thanks!" Mark shouted as he drove off. The flustered Officer came running out of the alley a few seconds later and cursed as the suspect got away. Turning to the driver of the car and helping him up off the ground he asked, "Sir, are you all right?" "Sonny, in my days people were more polite…that man was just plain stealing!" cried the Old man. The Officer let out a sigh and escorted the man back to his car. He would get Mark Davis eventually. "I'll get you, Davis!" the Officer swore.
(3:30 A.M Monday)
Mark was extremely tired…and all he wanted to do was sleep but he had to keep going, he had to warn his family. Ever since he left the Officer behind, he had been travelling around town trying to find a safe route for him to get home without being caught. A couple of minues ago, he had also found a newspaper in the back of the car that talked about the recent attacks in Raccoon City. "Who would have thought someone like me would care about people! If only the guys could see me now." Mark laughed. After what seemed like forever, he finally pulled into his driveway. Running the rest of the way, he burst thru the front door and came face to face with his best friend, Sydney Mills, another "gangster." "Hey, dawg! S'up?" asked Sydney. "Yo, Syd! Where's my family?" cried Mark. Sydney raised an eyebrow and ran his hand thru his hair. "They left, dawg…said something about going to Mary's for the week?" announced Sydney. Mark sighed with relief and walked over to his friend giving him a hug…Mary was his wife's sister. She lived two towns away, so his family was safe. "Damn, dawg! What s'up with you? Your not getting all friendly with me are you?" Sydney asked laughing.
~Mark told Sydney about everything…the robbery, the crazy woman, the dying cop, and the warrant for his arrest…~
"Damn, dawg…that's jacked up. If I hadn't known you since we were kids I'd think you were insane in the brain yo" answered Sydney. Mark nodded before walking over to his cabinet, opening it he withdrew guns, knives, homemade bombs, and lots of ammo. "We gotta warn people! Those things are dangerous and as much as I wanna get out we gotta at least tell Max." suggested Mark. Sydney nodded and took out his handgun, which he always hid in his pants. They packed some snacks, first aid, and their weapons into a big duffel bag. They walked out of the house and into the night…
(4:00 A.M Monday)
Mark and Sydney dumped the old man's car in the junkyard and stole a better car. Sydney was in the back of the car loading the guns with ammo, while Mark was driving. They had been driving around warning as many people as they could about the zombies yet no one would believe them. "Why would we believe a couple of two-bit Eminen-wannabes like you??," they all said. Therefore, Mark and Sydney decided to visit Maxine Andrews, Raccoon City's assistant district attorney and Sydney's cousin. Maxine used to hate Mark because she thought he was responsible for corrupting her cousin, but after he was convicted for a crime he did not commit she felt sorry for him and got him out of jail. She was now on her front porch, glaring at the two men and shouting at the top of her lungs. "What makes you think I'd want to help you two?! I heard that you not only robbed a jewelry shop but you also murdered two innocent bystanders Mark! I can't believe your listening to this idiot Sydney!" she cried. Mark shook his head and told her what had happened. "I know I've always been in trouble, but I really need your help right now, Max. I'm not lying this time. I mean why the hell would I still be in town if I actually shot that cop and that girl? I would've been out of here a long itme ago…" Mark said solemly. Max looked the man straight in the face. 10 years as assistant district attorney had given her a sixth sense about whether people were lying to her. Mark's eyes were serious and frightened…something must have happened and Max was determined to find out what. Sighing, she nodded and let them in…
"You guys sit tight…I'm calling headquarters to findout what's going on," Max announced before walking into her kitchen. After what seemed like forever, Maxine walked out with a red face and a string of curses coming out of her mouth. She shook her head and sat down, brushing away some hair from her face. "They didn't believe me…they also said that I was nuts and that I needed some time off." Turning to Mark, she said, " I don't what's going on in this town, but something's definitely wrong. Some of my sources within the department are telling that there've been a lot of unsolved murders over the past 24 hours…really gruesome, ones where the bodies look like they've been eaten…"
Mark sat back heavily and shook his head. "Then we're leaving…pack your bags, Max…were getting the hell out of here!"
*Author's Note: Well, what do you guys think? I need to sit back and think of some ideas on what to do next. Keep Reviewing! Just a couple more chapters untill the finale!