Chap 8-Deep
Disclaimer- I own nothing........ but wait no...... wait no.......... oh wait!..........no no nothing.
Barry paced around the airport nervously. 'Where are they?'
He stared out the window. Many planes came in and flew out. He then walked over to one of the airport seats and sat down. There was a frazzled looking man sitting next to him. He seemed to be mumbling to himself and rocking back and forth. He had short brown hair and sleek features. He was wearing what looked like a lab coat. Barry turned to him. "Um... Sir?
The man turned to him. His eyes were red and blood shot.
Barry leaned back. "Are you ok?"
The man looked at the ground still rocking back and forth. "I couldn't stop it, I tried....."
Suddenly the speakers called out that an airplane was now arriving. The man jerked his head up then ran towards the plane. Barry saw something fall out of his pocket. He walked over and picked it up. It was a wallet. "Sir!"
It was to late. The man was already running to the plane. Barry opened the wallet and took out the license. William Birkin. Barry looked up at the man who had fallen to the ground with Chris standing over him.
Barry stared at him. "Chris, that's Birkin!"
Chris looked up at Barry then down at Birkin again. The man cowered before Chris. "Please, don't kill me..."
Jill looked over at Chris. His eyes almost seemed to have flames dancing violently around in them. By now many civilians had stopped to watch what was going on. Suddenly Chris lashed out and kicked Birkin hard in the side. He let out a gasp for air then clutched his eyes. Some of the watchers screamed and ran. Jill panicked then took out her badge to show the crowd. The she turned to Chris. "Not here lets take him to the police station." Chris sneered then picked Birkin up by the collar of his shirt. "I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL GET MY REVENGE!!" He then let Birkin drop to the floor. Barry rushed over and hand cuffed Birkin then led him outside. Chris then grabbed Birkin and shoved him against the squad car. "It was you, you did this, I'm gonna kill you right here."
Chris drew his pistol and put the barrel of the gun at Birkins head then pulled the trigger.
Birkin flinched and braced himself. Click. Birkin let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly he felt the handle of the gun hit his head. He felt his thick blood drip down his head then he fell.
***
Jill pulled the unconscious Birkin into the backseat of the squad car. 'Chris is really angry, were just lucky I stopped him before he killed him.' She then closed the door and turned around looking for Chris. He was already in the car with Rebecca and Mark. She climbed in next to Mark. He had a sympathetic look on his face. She put a hand on his sweating arm. "What's wrong?"
Mark lifted his eyes to hers. " Why was Chris so angry before we found Birkin?"
Jill looked down. "Well, see, the thing is.... Chris and I dated a little while back and we just found out we still had feelings for each other so now he thought that I was cheating on him with you."
Mark stared at her for a short moment until Chris got in the car.
***
Rebecca watched the scenery fly by the car as they drove to Raccoon. She thought about all the things that just happened. 'Claire died. Steve died. Birkin's gonna die. Chris tried to kill himself. Jill just met a total stranger and is kissing him. Were driving into a town that is infested with zombies and monsters. I'm still a kid and I'm dealing with a world apocalypse against a multi-billion dollar company that pretty much owns the world. I'll just have to deal with the daily shit every so often.'
That was as easy as her mind told her.
'What the fuck is wrong with me?'
Suddenly she felt a hand on top of her head.
"Rebecca, how are you doing?"
It was Mark.
"I'm good,"
"No your not, your overwhelmed by having this situation on your shoulders."
Rebecca stared at his calm features.
"How do you know that?"
"You thought aloud,"
Rebecca finally noticed that the whole group was staring at her.
Mark cleared his throat. "You were, um thinking aloud."
A shade of deep red had now formed on Rebecca's cheeks. She turned from the group whos faces still had a shocked look pasted on there faces.
***
Barry saw the dark outline of the city in the distance. "Guys were almost there."
Chris stared out at the dark city.
'Darkness. The spill must have totally taken the city by now. All those lives. Gone. Again.'
"Draw your weapons. We don't know what the heck is gonna be there when we get back."
The sound of locks sliding, clips clicking, and ammo clinking together filled the car.
Mark leaned back in his seat.
'What have I gotten pulled into now? Why am I always the one who gets pulled into this stuff?'
As the car drove slowly into the town they heard unearthly moans and bloodcurdling screams.
Chris suddenly jammed the brakes. Everyone saw the reason why. The "Rival" was standing in the middle of the road. Except it was different from the one they saw before. It had lighter skin. Suddenly something they heard a loud crash on top of there car and another rival was standing in front of them.
Chris stared as many of the beasts started to appear out of the alleys and corners.
"There are to many. We need to get out of here."
Suddenly Chris floored the gas, slamming into the rival in front of them. It flew over the top of the car landing behind them with a crack. He kept slamming into them.
Jill looked over at him.
"Chris what are you doing?!"
"Gettin us the hell out of here."
All of a sudden, something very large landed in front of them. Chris braced for the impact but the car had suddenly stopped. The thing had put its claw out the car had jolted to a stop.
***
Mark grabbed his gun from his belt.
"Thats it."
Rebecca looked over at him.
"What's "It?"
Mark unbuckled his seatbelt.
"Thats the mother."
Chris swiveled his head back around and it was gone.
Mark got out of the car and looked around frantically.
BAM.
Mark twisted around to see a wounded rival and Jill holding a smoking gun.
"Get in!" she yelled.
Mark looked into her eyes.
"We can't..."
Jill then held up her pistol.
"Get the hell in!"
Mark then pointed to the wounded rival with his gun.
"You see that?! I know more about that than you do. We can't stay in the car. They can hear it running. And the mother is still somewhere out there, so I suggest we get out of hear until we know what we are doing."
Jill stared at him.
"Your crazy!"
Suddenly they heard a soft voice.
"I'll go with you." They both turned around to see Rebecca leaning on the car.
Jill then lowered her pistol.
"You t-"
"Get down!!" Chris screamed from the car.
They all hit the wounded rival jumped up at them.
BANG.
The creature flew back against a wall.
Barry had gotten out of the car and blasted it.
"Jill lets listen to him! He actually knows what hes talking about."
The creature started to move again. Chris now stepped out of the car and drew his Desert Eagle.
"Why won't these things die?"
He then lowered the pistol to its head.
"Goodbye." he said softly.
"Wait!"
It was Jill.
"Remember what happens when you shoot it?"
Chris then stood up.
Suddenly he brought his foot down to its head with a sickening crack.
The creature rolled away from the group, unconscious
Then he turned and lifted something out of the car. It was Birkin. The man moaned in pain then looked up.
"AH!"
Chris was startled by the mans scream and accidentally dropped him.
Birkin hit the ground back first.
"Oww."
Chris then kicked him hard in the side.
"Get up."
Suddenly Birkin drew a pistol and aimed at him. Chris froze and dropped his weapon. It clattered to the ground. Birkin reached over and clutched the pistol.
Jill reached down and grabbed Birkin's arm.
He turned around to see her, another girl and someone he thought he knew.
"Mark?"
Mark then turned on the red dot and centered it in the middle of his forehead.
"Don't move Birkin!"
Birkin stood up.
Mark raised his pistol.
"I said don't move!" he spat.
Suddenly he fired, the round flying past Birkins head and into the wounded rival lurking close behind him.
"Okay lets get out of here."
Chris reached down and snatched up both pistols.
"Were all in this together, so lets go as deep as we can."
Disclaimer- I own nothing........ but wait no...... wait no.......... oh wait!..........no no nothing.
Barry paced around the airport nervously. 'Where are they?'
He stared out the window. Many planes came in and flew out. He then walked over to one of the airport seats and sat down. There was a frazzled looking man sitting next to him. He seemed to be mumbling to himself and rocking back and forth. He had short brown hair and sleek features. He was wearing what looked like a lab coat. Barry turned to him. "Um... Sir?
The man turned to him. His eyes were red and blood shot.
Barry leaned back. "Are you ok?"
The man looked at the ground still rocking back and forth. "I couldn't stop it, I tried....."
Suddenly the speakers called out that an airplane was now arriving. The man jerked his head up then ran towards the plane. Barry saw something fall out of his pocket. He walked over and picked it up. It was a wallet. "Sir!"
It was to late. The man was already running to the plane. Barry opened the wallet and took out the license. William Birkin. Barry looked up at the man who had fallen to the ground with Chris standing over him.
Barry stared at him. "Chris, that's Birkin!"
Chris looked up at Barry then down at Birkin again. The man cowered before Chris. "Please, don't kill me..."
Jill looked over at Chris. His eyes almost seemed to have flames dancing violently around in them. By now many civilians had stopped to watch what was going on. Suddenly Chris lashed out and kicked Birkin hard in the side. He let out a gasp for air then clutched his eyes. Some of the watchers screamed and ran. Jill panicked then took out her badge to show the crowd. The she turned to Chris. "Not here lets take him to the police station." Chris sneered then picked Birkin up by the collar of his shirt. "I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL GET MY REVENGE!!" He then let Birkin drop to the floor. Barry rushed over and hand cuffed Birkin then led him outside. Chris then grabbed Birkin and shoved him against the squad car. "It was you, you did this, I'm gonna kill you right here."
Chris drew his pistol and put the barrel of the gun at Birkins head then pulled the trigger.
Birkin flinched and braced himself. Click. Birkin let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly he felt the handle of the gun hit his head. He felt his thick blood drip down his head then he fell.
***
Jill pulled the unconscious Birkin into the backseat of the squad car. 'Chris is really angry, were just lucky I stopped him before he killed him.' She then closed the door and turned around looking for Chris. He was already in the car with Rebecca and Mark. She climbed in next to Mark. He had a sympathetic look on his face. She put a hand on his sweating arm. "What's wrong?"
Mark lifted his eyes to hers. " Why was Chris so angry before we found Birkin?"
Jill looked down. "Well, see, the thing is.... Chris and I dated a little while back and we just found out we still had feelings for each other so now he thought that I was cheating on him with you."
Mark stared at her for a short moment until Chris got in the car.
***
Rebecca watched the scenery fly by the car as they drove to Raccoon. She thought about all the things that just happened. 'Claire died. Steve died. Birkin's gonna die. Chris tried to kill himself. Jill just met a total stranger and is kissing him. Were driving into a town that is infested with zombies and monsters. I'm still a kid and I'm dealing with a world apocalypse against a multi-billion dollar company that pretty much owns the world. I'll just have to deal with the daily shit every so often.'
That was as easy as her mind told her.
'What the fuck is wrong with me?'
Suddenly she felt a hand on top of her head.
"Rebecca, how are you doing?"
It was Mark.
"I'm good,"
"No your not, your overwhelmed by having this situation on your shoulders."
Rebecca stared at his calm features.
"How do you know that?"
"You thought aloud,"
Rebecca finally noticed that the whole group was staring at her.
Mark cleared his throat. "You were, um thinking aloud."
A shade of deep red had now formed on Rebecca's cheeks. She turned from the group whos faces still had a shocked look pasted on there faces.
***
Barry saw the dark outline of the city in the distance. "Guys were almost there."
Chris stared out at the dark city.
'Darkness. The spill must have totally taken the city by now. All those lives. Gone. Again.'
"Draw your weapons. We don't know what the heck is gonna be there when we get back."
The sound of locks sliding, clips clicking, and ammo clinking together filled the car.
Mark leaned back in his seat.
'What have I gotten pulled into now? Why am I always the one who gets pulled into this stuff?'
As the car drove slowly into the town they heard unearthly moans and bloodcurdling screams.
Chris suddenly jammed the brakes. Everyone saw the reason why. The "Rival" was standing in the middle of the road. Except it was different from the one they saw before. It had lighter skin. Suddenly something they heard a loud crash on top of there car and another rival was standing in front of them.
Chris stared as many of the beasts started to appear out of the alleys and corners.
"There are to many. We need to get out of here."
Suddenly Chris floored the gas, slamming into the rival in front of them. It flew over the top of the car landing behind them with a crack. He kept slamming into them.
Jill looked over at him.
"Chris what are you doing?!"
"Gettin us the hell out of here."
All of a sudden, something very large landed in front of them. Chris braced for the impact but the car had suddenly stopped. The thing had put its claw out the car had jolted to a stop.
***
Mark grabbed his gun from his belt.
"Thats it."
Rebecca looked over at him.
"What's "It?"
Mark unbuckled his seatbelt.
"Thats the mother."
Chris swiveled his head back around and it was gone.
Mark got out of the car and looked around frantically.
BAM.
Mark twisted around to see a wounded rival and Jill holding a smoking gun.
"Get in!" she yelled.
Mark looked into her eyes.
"We can't..."
Jill then held up her pistol.
"Get the hell in!"
Mark then pointed to the wounded rival with his gun.
"You see that?! I know more about that than you do. We can't stay in the car. They can hear it running. And the mother is still somewhere out there, so I suggest we get out of hear until we know what we are doing."
Jill stared at him.
"Your crazy!"
Suddenly they heard a soft voice.
"I'll go with you." They both turned around to see Rebecca leaning on the car.
Jill then lowered her pistol.
"You t-"
"Get down!!" Chris screamed from the car.
They all hit the wounded rival jumped up at them.
BANG.
The creature flew back against a wall.
Barry had gotten out of the car and blasted it.
"Jill lets listen to him! He actually knows what hes talking about."
The creature started to move again. Chris now stepped out of the car and drew his Desert Eagle.
"Why won't these things die?"
He then lowered the pistol to its head.
"Goodbye." he said softly.
"Wait!"
It was Jill.
"Remember what happens when you shoot it?"
Chris then stood up.
Suddenly he brought his foot down to its head with a sickening crack.
The creature rolled away from the group, unconscious
Then he turned and lifted something out of the car. It was Birkin. The man moaned in pain then looked up.
"AH!"
Chris was startled by the mans scream and accidentally dropped him.
Birkin hit the ground back first.
"Oww."
Chris then kicked him hard in the side.
"Get up."
Suddenly Birkin drew a pistol and aimed at him. Chris froze and dropped his weapon. It clattered to the ground. Birkin reached over and clutched the pistol.
Jill reached down and grabbed Birkin's arm.
He turned around to see her, another girl and someone he thought he knew.
"Mark?"
Mark then turned on the red dot and centered it in the middle of his forehead.
"Don't move Birkin!"
Birkin stood up.
Mark raised his pistol.
"I said don't move!" he spat.
Suddenly he fired, the round flying past Birkins head and into the wounded rival lurking close behind him.
"Okay lets get out of here."
Chris reached down and snatched up both pistols.
"Were all in this together, so lets go as deep as we can."