chapter-11- Power Struggle

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Chris ducked under thew claw of a vicious rival.
"We need to get out of here!"
He yelled kicking the rival in it's stomach. It stumbled to the ground and hit it's head on the ground. Chris then turned to see Jill beeing pinned to the ground by a rival.
"NO!"
He screamed, running over to the rival. Jill lifted her fist and pounded it down on the rivals head. It rolled off her and Chris put out a hand to help her up.
"Lets not do that again."
He said aiming his Eagle over his shoulder and blasted a large hole in the rival that was behind him.
Jill smiled.
"You always seemed to come up with some new way to amaze me everyday."
Chris smiled and then lifted the pistol to her head.
"Get down!"
Jill hit the floor and wipped around to see a rival running straight into the round Chris had just fired.
Mark pushed Rebecca behind him as the rival landed right were she had just been. He then turned and handed his raptor to Rebecca.
"Take it, go to Barry and stay there."
Rebecca tryed to speak but Mark lifted his finger.
"No, just GO!"
Rebecca then turned and ran.
Mark turned back to the rival and rolled up his sleeves.
"You wanna go? Lets go."
The rival cocked it's head then lunged forward, knocking Mark to the ground. His shoulder hit the ground first scraping the skin. A bit of blood trikled from his shoulder and the rival perked up. It ran forward and threw Mark out of the way. He hit the ground with a moan and a crack. The rival then got down on all fours and lapped up the blood. It then turned to look at Mark. BAM. The rival suddenly exploded, the silvery acid raining on the ground. Mark looked up to see Rebecca holding his raptor.
"I thought I told you to go to- nevermind."
Rebecca scoffed.
"Oh yea, your welcome."
Two rivals surronded Barry. He clutched his colt tightly.
'I'm never gonna get out of here.' he thought.
Suddenly he heard gunshots and the two rivals fell.
"Barry, get in!"
It was Jill yelling to him. He turned to see them in a car.
He ran over and slammed the door behind him.
"Wheres Mark and Becca?"
The car suddenly was struck by something heavy.
Mark and Rebecca.
"Let us in!!" They both yelled in unison.
Barry reached over and opened the door.
The two comrades jumped into the car.
"Lets get out of here!" Rebecca yelled.
The car sped off out of Raccoon.
Suddenly the engine started to sputter.
"Whats happening?!" Jill asked franticaly.
The car suddenly slid of the rode and into a small gorge.
Chris flew forward out the wind shield onto the cold dirt of the hole.

***

When Mark woke he found himself in a small triangular room. The walls were a gleaming silver. He was strapped to an examination table. The was a scientist in one corner of the room huddled over a sleek, ultra-modern (thanks for that term Perry :-P) control terminal. Mark tryed to sit up but the strappes held him down.
"Where am I?" He mumbled.
The scientist turned at the sound of Marks voice.
He was a tall dark skinned man that wore a white lab jacket with an Umbrella symbol on it.
"Your up."
"Where am I?" he asked again this time with more force.
The scientist just stared at him.
"All your questions will be answered in time." the scientist said glumly.
He then walked out of the room leaving Mark there alone.
Mark then remembered.
'My gun!' he thought.
He couldnt see anything and couldn't feel the weight of the gun by his side.
"Great," he said aloud.
Three men in white labs suits came in.
"Ok sir were going to let you get up, only if you promise not to attack us."
Mark then stared into the mans eyes.
The scientist then took a syringe from his coat and stuck it into Marks arm. Mark felt lightheaded at first but the started to pass out.
'No... must... fight!'
The men then unhooked him and stood him up.
He saw his gun over on a lab table. One of the scientists was holding a pot of coffee.
"That made it so you can't fight us."
Mark suddenly pulled himself from the scientists grip and kicked the pot of coffee. The pot spilled all over the scientists shirt and the man screamed in anguish. The man then dropped to the floor giving Mark the chance he needed. He stumbled over to the tuble and picked up his gun.
"Die you evil..."
But he couldn't finish his scentence because he felt a sharp blade at his neck.
"Your coming with us weather you like it or not."
There was a voice in th background Mark could here.
"That syringe was only short acting."
At those words Mark rammed his body into the scientist.
He stumbled to the ground and Mark raised the pistol.
"Die."
He fired a round into each of them. The blood dripped out of the first ones chest.
"Why?" he moaned then fell to the ground.
The other two then fell.

***

Rebecca woke in a large tube. She was suspended in water that a sort of greenish tint.
She opened her mouth and the liquid flowed in. It tasted tart and bitter. She was still wearing her clothes that clung to her tightly. The water suddenly drained and she fell to the bottom of the tube. Two men then walked in.
"She looks weak, I dont think we need to tranq her."
The glass then slid open and she fell to the floor.
One of the men grabbed her by her arm and lifted he up.
"Your gonna be ok, dont worry."
Rebecca glared at the men. The had Umbrella symbols on their shirts.
She suddenly pulled her arm away then thrust it forward into the mans jaw, knocking him out.
The second man pulled a gun from his jacket but Rebecca was quicker. She slid her foot in a circle tripping he man off his feet. He fell to the floor and Rebecca kicked him in the side. He gasped and his eyes closed, falling into a state of unconscienceness. She then reached down and picked up his gun.
"But you won't."

***

Chris's eyes shot open although it didn't seem like it. He was in complete darkness. He was lying on the cold dirt of the ditch he had landed in. He could sense there was movment around him.
'Ok, stay calm.' he thought to himself.
Chris slowly stood up. It was now early morning maybe 2 or 3 o'clock.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
No sound, at all. Just the erie silence that was settled over every looming shadow of the forest they had rolled into.
There was suddenly a chorus of unearthly moans behind him.
He looked down at his holster. His eagle was still there. He pulled it out and wipped around.
Seven zombies. Three were men the other four female. He lifted his pistol.
"Not today." he bagged the three males, then turned his gun to the females.
"AHHHH!"
One of them reached hand out and it brushed acroos Chris's sholder. He stumbled backwards but tripped over a root protruding out of the ground. He plummeted to the ground hitting his head.
"Chris!" there was a voice, from inside his head. It sounded like Jill's.
"Get up!" it shouted. Chris groaned as he slowly stood up.
"Good, now, lift your gun."
Chris obeyed and lifted his weapon.
He suddenly felt a warm hand on his arm.
"Jill?"
Yes, Jill was standing next to him.
Out of pure awe he fired. And a zombie dropped.
"Nice shot!" Jill said.
"Wha- where am I?"
"What do you mean?"
A shadowy figure suddenly emerged from a corner. It snuck up behind Jill and impaled her. It's claw appeared on the other side of her stomach.
"Jill!!"
Chris suddenly shot up in a soft bed. He was in a white room with many mirrors on the wall.
He breathed a sigh of relief that his dream was only a dream. It was his surroundings that scared him. Above one of the mirrors there was a familiar symbol. "Umbrella." he breathed angrly."
'Their probably watching me right now.' he thought. Chris slowly climbed off the bed and walked over to the mirror. His hair was a brown bit ruffled. He was still wearing his clothes. He suddenly jumped forward and smashed his fist into the mirror. The mirror shattered to reveal two scientists sitting and watching him. Little droplets of blood dripped from his knuckles. The scientists just stared in awe. Chris then stod up to his full height and brought his foot down on a scientists face. The man's neck twisted around and then his head hung loose. Chris turned to the second man but it was to late. He felt the burning sensation in his chest from the electrical pulse of a taser. Chris fell to the floor, unconciouss.

***

Jill eyes shot open. She was lieing on the cold gravel of the crash site. She slowly stood up and rubbed her temples.
'Where are the others?' she asked herself.
She suddenly heard a low moan, from behind the car. She drew her pistol, thinking she was lucky it was still there. She stepped around the car to see the worst site a person could see. It was Barry. Except he wasn.t Barry anymore.
"Barry?" she wispered quietly. Barry had been zombified. His pale skin was newly peeling of his face and one of his eyes had been eaten out. Behind him there were two cerberuses.
"Oh no..." Barry then stepped forward. Jill raised the pistol. Barry took another step. Jill cocked her gun. Barry then took his final step. BOOM. Half of Barry's head disapeared. Blood flowed down part of his scalp and dripped onto the ground. A singletear rolled down Jills face. She then took out the oncoming cerberuses.
"I will get revenge."
She then reached down and picked up Barry's colt.