Chapter 1
Hotel Plaza
"What the hell are those things?", asked one of the frantic guests. He was wiping the sweat from his forehead. The man leaned back against the door huffing and puffing. From outside, loud and hungry moans could be heard. Taking a peak outside, he looked to see three hungry zombies standing right in front of him. "No, please!!!!!", the man yelled as the zombies yanked him outside immediately. The doors instantly closed as everybody inside gasped in shock and in fear. The man's loud screams were overpowered by sounds of blood splattering all over the walls and zombies feasting on fresh human meat. His scream crackled up seconds before the sound faded away.
One woman sat by a table shaking in fear. "They're zombies!", she replied. Slowly, she started to cry. This was a medium sized room where about twenty three people locked themselves inside. Most of them were guests invited to this dinner and ball at the hotel plaza. Standing by the wall was a wounded security guard. Shaking in his right hand was a 38. caliber handgun. Slowly sitting down, he held his bite wound with his left hand. The guard was getting worse. He started to shake wildly, where his mouth start to froth. Backing away, the other people in the room were afraid of what would happen next.
"Shit! He's becoming on of them!", replied another guard. Drawing out his handgun, he aimed at the head of the infected guard. "Sorry, friend...", he said before he pulled the trigger two times. The infected guard laid to the ground dead. Picking up the other handgun, the guard holstered it on himself. Taking the other clips, he looked at the other guests.
"After I leave, lock this door and barricade it. I'm going to get help and find other survivors. I won't be coming back.", the guard told the group.
"Good luck...", replied this one woman, walked up to the guard and gave him a kiss. "This is for good luck.", the woman said and smiled. "Good luck, Sean...", replied one of the male guests after looking at Sean's nametag.
Sean Hopper was employed as a security guard for this hotel plaza in Geneva, Switzerland. He was a former Counter-Terrorist SEAL in SEAL Team 6. He was of African American descent with a bit of Cuban. "Damn. Umbrella got a lab under here, too?", he asked himself as he faced the three zombies feasting on the man they pulled out earlier. Keeping some distance, Sean fired at the zombies and then ran down the hall.
He was on the fiftieth floor of the hotel. Sean would have to go from top to the bottom of this hotel plaza. Unbottoning his top, Sean tossed it aside to reveal his white tanktop. Checking his clip, Sean placed it back inside the chamber and he made a left and ran down the hallway. Taking out two zombies, Sean headed towards the elevator.
After being discharged from SEAL TEAM 6, he was found by Jill Valentine; a STARS member who immediately employed him. For several months, Sean has been on numerous missions with Jill Valentine and Chris Redfield. Destroying one Umbrella base after another, witnessing the results of all these horrible experiments got to Sean. Breaking down after one of the missions, Sean received a psychological discharge from STARS.
"How come I didn't know?", Sean asked himself as the elevator doors opened to reveal a couple wildy making out. Looking out, they saw Sean standing there with two guns. Quickly, they backed away in fear. "Take whatever you want! Please don't shoot me!", the man begged for his life.
Nodding his head, Sean looked to the couple and said, "I'm not a robber." Turning around, Sean fired at another zombie who immediately fell to the ground dead.
"Ahhhhh! You killed him!", the man yelled as the woman screamed in terror.
"Sir, how far is your room?", Sean asked the man.
"Right there.", the man replied as he pointed to the room on his left. Sean could see the man's finger was shaking in fear.
"This place is infested with flesh hungry zombies. Stay in your room and lock it.", said Sean as he instructed the couple to do as he said.
"But what about you?", the man asked in concern.
Smiling, Sean looked at them. "It's alright, I can handle myself. I'm gonna find help.", he told the man. Pulling a fully charged cell phone from his suit, he tossed it to Sean.
"Catch, you might need this. I was lucky.", the man continued as he escorted the woman to his room. "You might have to take the stairs. On an elevator, you could be a sitting duck.", he finished as the two entered inside the hotel room.
Listening to the man's words, Sean stepped inside the elevator and pressed the button for the forty eighth floor. "Time to check the ballroom; for some reason, these things were all over the last two floors.", he said to himself. As the elevator stopped on the forty eighth floor, the doors opened to reveal four security guards firing at a group of zombies.
"Serge!", Sean yelled to one of the security guards. "Sean! You're alive!", replied Serge, who was holding his own against four blood thirsty zombies.
"What are these things?", asked Serge who backed off some while reloading. He kept on firing as Sean stepped out of the elevator and assisted his friend in holding off the zombies.
"Long story, things I've dealt with when I used to be in STARS.", Sean told Serge as the two men kept on firing at the zombies. "Look, I gotta go find help.", Sean said as he went back inside the elevator. Looking back to Sean, Serge said, "Good luck, I'll try to hold them off the best I can." Watching Sean leave, he gave a thumbs up.
Stepping back inside the elevator, Sean pressed the button to head down to the first floor. Seconds later, it stopped on the forty-forth floor as the doors slowly opened to reveal a group of surivors rush inside. Looking at the five survivors, Sean asked, "Zombies on that floor also?" The group nodded as Sean wiped the sweat from his face. Before the doors closed, Sean could see a group of zombies headed towards them. Pulling the trigger, Sean sent the hungry group back to sleep as the doors closed.
"Damn, this is bad. Really bad...", Sean thought to himself. Pulling the clip out, Sean saw that he was empty. Dropping the clip, Sean loaded in a new one into his .38 handgun. "I need to get into my wall locker and get the .45 caliber.", he also thought to himself as he stood in the middle of the elevator. Everybody else curled up in fear.
"Who are you?", one of the guests asked Sean. Sean looked at them and said, "I'm hotel security." The elevator stopped at the fortieth floor as Sean put a few caps in approaching zombies. "See what I mean...", Sean told them as he stepped forward to investigate this floor.
Running down the hallway, Sean made a left to see three security guards fighting it out with a group of seven zombies. "Shoot them in the head!", Sean yelled out as he rushed towards the scene. Aiming for the head of one of the zombies, Sean fired off two shots. The zombie fell dead as the other guards followed his example.
"Thanks Sean! How did you know?", asked one of his co-workers.
"I used to work in STARS.", Sean said as he continued to assist in taking out these zombies. Dead bodies were laying around the hallway. These were the unlucky people to get in the way of these hungry zombies. The floors and walls were stained with human blood. Walking forward, Sean fired at three zombies about to bite one of the other guards. Quickly dispatching the three zombies, Sean ran up to his co-worker.
"You alright?", Sean asked as he helped him up. "Have you been bitten?", he also asked the man.
"No. Thanks for saving me, Sean. I owe you one.", the guard replied as he ran towards the others.
Heading in that direction, Sean could hear more gunfire. Three bellboys and two maids ran opposite of the direction Sean was headed. One of the maids stopped in front of Sean all frantic.
"Sean, thank goodness you're alive.", said the maid.
"Trudy, what's going on?", Sean asked as he approached the opposite direction.
"Four guards are holding off a large group of zombies.", the maid continued as she pointed in that direction. "Sean, you have to help them!", she fold him as she ran.
Making a sharp left, Sean took out both handguns and fired at the large group of zombies. Aiming for the heads, Sean made the job much easier as all twelve zombies fell to the ground. There were severed limbs and body parts all around. Looking at the four guards, Sean instucted them to stay in their places as he would investigate further.
"Damn, this is getting real nasty.", Sean told himself as he entered one of the storage rooms. Entering inside, Sean turned around to see two of the maids and a bellboy about to engage in a sexual threesome. "This ain't the time to be doing this...", Sean said to the three.
"But, we're on break.", replied the bellboy as Sean shook his head.
"I didn't mean that you stupid ass.", Sean said as he pointed the barrel of his gun outward and continued on with what he had to say. "This whole hotel has been taken over by zombies, I'm looking for surivors while finding a way to call for help.", he told them.
Nodding their heads, the three of them left the storage room while he looked around. Taking out the cellphone, Sean called to the Swiss authorities and then to Naples, Italy. "Hey, this is Lieutenant Sean Hopper. United States Navy. ", he told the operator. Seconds later, the phone at naval command rang.
"Hello, this is Lieutenant Sean Hopper.", Sean said. "Is this Admiral Weller?", Sean asked. "Sean, is that you?", the admiral asked. "Yeah, I'm in trouble right now.", Sean said as gunfire could be heard outside of the room. "What's happening, Hopper?", the admiral asked. "This whole hotel has been taken over by zombies. Many casualties and many possibly infected.", Sean told the admiral.
"Sean, are you alright?", Weller asked. "Yeah, I already called the Swiss authorities. They're gathering something up.", Sean continued to speak as a zombie entered inside. "Damn!", yelled Sean as he fired at the zombie several times.
"Sean, I'm going to call in for a combined force. Consiting of Delta Force, Marine Recon, SEALs, and CCTs.", the admiral told Sean. "It's going to take several hours. Hang in there. I'll call CIA headquarters to see what they can do.", the admiral continued on. "Sean, try to find as many survivors as possible.", he finished with his sentence.
"Right, I'll talk to you later. Oh how's the wife?", Sean asked. "Uggghhh, a headache.", the admiral replied back to Sean. "Hahahahahaha, Hopper out.", Sean said as he turned off the cell phone and left the storage room. Looking outside, Sean stepped out and heard a scream coming from one of the rooms. Running to the room, Sean took his keycard out and swiped it. Hearing the buzz, Sean entered inside to see a zombie approaching a young girl.
"Hey, over here!", Sean yelled at the zombie. Turning around, it saw Sean who sent a few slugs through its head. The girl screamed in fear even louder. Turning around, the girl's parents quickly ran inside to see that Sean killed the zombie and prevented their daughter from turning into its next meal.
"Thank you...", replied the father. "Stay in the room.", Sean said as he dragged the foul smelling corpse outside the room. Sean knew that it was going to be a long night.
Reloading his gun, Sean opened the emergency door as the alarm started to buzz. This was the one thing Sean could do to alert everybody else in the hotel. Running down the steps, Sean ran towards the floor below him. Kicking the door open, Sean could see six guards at the end of the hall firing at a group of zombies.
"Damn, this floor too!", he said to himself. Quickly, Sean ran down the hallway as a zombie came out from one of the doors. Jumping, Sean was flying in the air as he moved his body. Sean performed a missile drop kick that impacted with the zombie's head. Landing on the ground, Sean looked back to see that he knocked the zombie's head off.
"Shoot the head part!", Sean yelled as he assisted the six guards. "Thanks, Sean!", replied one of the guards. "Guys, check the floor for survivors. If you see any zombies, cap their asses!", he told the group as he ran back to the stairway. Looking down, Sean fired at a zombie waiting for him to come down.
After the zombie fell dead, Sean ran down to the next floor. This was hard work. "They should pay me for overtime...", Sean said to himself as he entered through to check the next floor. Taking out both handguns, Sean stood in front of the door and fired at a group of zombies that approached him. "Stay down!", Sean yelled at them.
Hotel Plaza
"What the hell are those things?", asked one of the frantic guests. He was wiping the sweat from his forehead. The man leaned back against the door huffing and puffing. From outside, loud and hungry moans could be heard. Taking a peak outside, he looked to see three hungry zombies standing right in front of him. "No, please!!!!!", the man yelled as the zombies yanked him outside immediately. The doors instantly closed as everybody inside gasped in shock and in fear. The man's loud screams were overpowered by sounds of blood splattering all over the walls and zombies feasting on fresh human meat. His scream crackled up seconds before the sound faded away.
One woman sat by a table shaking in fear. "They're zombies!", she replied. Slowly, she started to cry. This was a medium sized room where about twenty three people locked themselves inside. Most of them were guests invited to this dinner and ball at the hotel plaza. Standing by the wall was a wounded security guard. Shaking in his right hand was a 38. caliber handgun. Slowly sitting down, he held his bite wound with his left hand. The guard was getting worse. He started to shake wildly, where his mouth start to froth. Backing away, the other people in the room were afraid of what would happen next.
"Shit! He's becoming on of them!", replied another guard. Drawing out his handgun, he aimed at the head of the infected guard. "Sorry, friend...", he said before he pulled the trigger two times. The infected guard laid to the ground dead. Picking up the other handgun, the guard holstered it on himself. Taking the other clips, he looked at the other guests.
"After I leave, lock this door and barricade it. I'm going to get help and find other survivors. I won't be coming back.", the guard told the group.
"Good luck...", replied this one woman, walked up to the guard and gave him a kiss. "This is for good luck.", the woman said and smiled. "Good luck, Sean...", replied one of the male guests after looking at Sean's nametag.
Sean Hopper was employed as a security guard for this hotel plaza in Geneva, Switzerland. He was a former Counter-Terrorist SEAL in SEAL Team 6. He was of African American descent with a bit of Cuban. "Damn. Umbrella got a lab under here, too?", he asked himself as he faced the three zombies feasting on the man they pulled out earlier. Keeping some distance, Sean fired at the zombies and then ran down the hall.
He was on the fiftieth floor of the hotel. Sean would have to go from top to the bottom of this hotel plaza. Unbottoning his top, Sean tossed it aside to reveal his white tanktop. Checking his clip, Sean placed it back inside the chamber and he made a left and ran down the hallway. Taking out two zombies, Sean headed towards the elevator.
After being discharged from SEAL TEAM 6, he was found by Jill Valentine; a STARS member who immediately employed him. For several months, Sean has been on numerous missions with Jill Valentine and Chris Redfield. Destroying one Umbrella base after another, witnessing the results of all these horrible experiments got to Sean. Breaking down after one of the missions, Sean received a psychological discharge from STARS.
"How come I didn't know?", Sean asked himself as the elevator doors opened to reveal a couple wildy making out. Looking out, they saw Sean standing there with two guns. Quickly, they backed away in fear. "Take whatever you want! Please don't shoot me!", the man begged for his life.
Nodding his head, Sean looked to the couple and said, "I'm not a robber." Turning around, Sean fired at another zombie who immediately fell to the ground dead.
"Ahhhhh! You killed him!", the man yelled as the woman screamed in terror.
"Sir, how far is your room?", Sean asked the man.
"Right there.", the man replied as he pointed to the room on his left. Sean could see the man's finger was shaking in fear.
"This place is infested with flesh hungry zombies. Stay in your room and lock it.", said Sean as he instructed the couple to do as he said.
"But what about you?", the man asked in concern.
Smiling, Sean looked at them. "It's alright, I can handle myself. I'm gonna find help.", he told the man. Pulling a fully charged cell phone from his suit, he tossed it to Sean.
"Catch, you might need this. I was lucky.", the man continued as he escorted the woman to his room. "You might have to take the stairs. On an elevator, you could be a sitting duck.", he finished as the two entered inside the hotel room.
Listening to the man's words, Sean stepped inside the elevator and pressed the button for the forty eighth floor. "Time to check the ballroom; for some reason, these things were all over the last two floors.", he said to himself. As the elevator stopped on the forty eighth floor, the doors opened to reveal four security guards firing at a group of zombies.
"Serge!", Sean yelled to one of the security guards. "Sean! You're alive!", replied Serge, who was holding his own against four blood thirsty zombies.
"What are these things?", asked Serge who backed off some while reloading. He kept on firing as Sean stepped out of the elevator and assisted his friend in holding off the zombies.
"Long story, things I've dealt with when I used to be in STARS.", Sean told Serge as the two men kept on firing at the zombies. "Look, I gotta go find help.", Sean said as he went back inside the elevator. Looking back to Sean, Serge said, "Good luck, I'll try to hold them off the best I can." Watching Sean leave, he gave a thumbs up.
Stepping back inside the elevator, Sean pressed the button to head down to the first floor. Seconds later, it stopped on the forty-forth floor as the doors slowly opened to reveal a group of surivors rush inside. Looking at the five survivors, Sean asked, "Zombies on that floor also?" The group nodded as Sean wiped the sweat from his face. Before the doors closed, Sean could see a group of zombies headed towards them. Pulling the trigger, Sean sent the hungry group back to sleep as the doors closed.
"Damn, this is bad. Really bad...", Sean thought to himself. Pulling the clip out, Sean saw that he was empty. Dropping the clip, Sean loaded in a new one into his .38 handgun. "I need to get into my wall locker and get the .45 caliber.", he also thought to himself as he stood in the middle of the elevator. Everybody else curled up in fear.
"Who are you?", one of the guests asked Sean. Sean looked at them and said, "I'm hotel security." The elevator stopped at the fortieth floor as Sean put a few caps in approaching zombies. "See what I mean...", Sean told them as he stepped forward to investigate this floor.
Running down the hallway, Sean made a left to see three security guards fighting it out with a group of seven zombies. "Shoot them in the head!", Sean yelled out as he rushed towards the scene. Aiming for the head of one of the zombies, Sean fired off two shots. The zombie fell dead as the other guards followed his example.
"Thanks Sean! How did you know?", asked one of his co-workers.
"I used to work in STARS.", Sean said as he continued to assist in taking out these zombies. Dead bodies were laying around the hallway. These were the unlucky people to get in the way of these hungry zombies. The floors and walls were stained with human blood. Walking forward, Sean fired at three zombies about to bite one of the other guards. Quickly dispatching the three zombies, Sean ran up to his co-worker.
"You alright?", Sean asked as he helped him up. "Have you been bitten?", he also asked the man.
"No. Thanks for saving me, Sean. I owe you one.", the guard replied as he ran towards the others.
Heading in that direction, Sean could hear more gunfire. Three bellboys and two maids ran opposite of the direction Sean was headed. One of the maids stopped in front of Sean all frantic.
"Sean, thank goodness you're alive.", said the maid.
"Trudy, what's going on?", Sean asked as he approached the opposite direction.
"Four guards are holding off a large group of zombies.", the maid continued as she pointed in that direction. "Sean, you have to help them!", she fold him as she ran.
Making a sharp left, Sean took out both handguns and fired at the large group of zombies. Aiming for the heads, Sean made the job much easier as all twelve zombies fell to the ground. There were severed limbs and body parts all around. Looking at the four guards, Sean instucted them to stay in their places as he would investigate further.
"Damn, this is getting real nasty.", Sean told himself as he entered one of the storage rooms. Entering inside, Sean turned around to see two of the maids and a bellboy about to engage in a sexual threesome. "This ain't the time to be doing this...", Sean said to the three.
"But, we're on break.", replied the bellboy as Sean shook his head.
"I didn't mean that you stupid ass.", Sean said as he pointed the barrel of his gun outward and continued on with what he had to say. "This whole hotel has been taken over by zombies, I'm looking for surivors while finding a way to call for help.", he told them.
Nodding their heads, the three of them left the storage room while he looked around. Taking out the cellphone, Sean called to the Swiss authorities and then to Naples, Italy. "Hey, this is Lieutenant Sean Hopper. United States Navy. ", he told the operator. Seconds later, the phone at naval command rang.
"Hello, this is Lieutenant Sean Hopper.", Sean said. "Is this Admiral Weller?", Sean asked. "Sean, is that you?", the admiral asked. "Yeah, I'm in trouble right now.", Sean said as gunfire could be heard outside of the room. "What's happening, Hopper?", the admiral asked. "This whole hotel has been taken over by zombies. Many casualties and many possibly infected.", Sean told the admiral.
"Sean, are you alright?", Weller asked. "Yeah, I already called the Swiss authorities. They're gathering something up.", Sean continued to speak as a zombie entered inside. "Damn!", yelled Sean as he fired at the zombie several times.
"Sean, I'm going to call in for a combined force. Consiting of Delta Force, Marine Recon, SEALs, and CCTs.", the admiral told Sean. "It's going to take several hours. Hang in there. I'll call CIA headquarters to see what they can do.", the admiral continued on. "Sean, try to find as many survivors as possible.", he finished with his sentence.
"Right, I'll talk to you later. Oh how's the wife?", Sean asked. "Uggghhh, a headache.", the admiral replied back to Sean. "Hahahahahaha, Hopper out.", Sean said as he turned off the cell phone and left the storage room. Looking outside, Sean stepped out and heard a scream coming from one of the rooms. Running to the room, Sean took his keycard out and swiped it. Hearing the buzz, Sean entered inside to see a zombie approaching a young girl.
"Hey, over here!", Sean yelled at the zombie. Turning around, it saw Sean who sent a few slugs through its head. The girl screamed in fear even louder. Turning around, the girl's parents quickly ran inside to see that Sean killed the zombie and prevented their daughter from turning into its next meal.
"Thank you...", replied the father. "Stay in the room.", Sean said as he dragged the foul smelling corpse outside the room. Sean knew that it was going to be a long night.
Reloading his gun, Sean opened the emergency door as the alarm started to buzz. This was the one thing Sean could do to alert everybody else in the hotel. Running down the steps, Sean ran towards the floor below him. Kicking the door open, Sean could see six guards at the end of the hall firing at a group of zombies.
"Damn, this floor too!", he said to himself. Quickly, Sean ran down the hallway as a zombie came out from one of the doors. Jumping, Sean was flying in the air as he moved his body. Sean performed a missile drop kick that impacted with the zombie's head. Landing on the ground, Sean looked back to see that he knocked the zombie's head off.
"Shoot the head part!", Sean yelled as he assisted the six guards. "Thanks, Sean!", replied one of the guards. "Guys, check the floor for survivors. If you see any zombies, cap their asses!", he told the group as he ran back to the stairway. Looking down, Sean fired at a zombie waiting for him to come down.
After the zombie fell dead, Sean ran down to the next floor. This was hard work. "They should pay me for overtime...", Sean said to himself as he entered through to check the next floor. Taking out both handguns, Sean stood in front of the door and fired at a group of zombies that approached him. "Stay down!", Sean yelled at them.