Chapter 6
Awakening
"Wake up Lieutenant Hopper...", replied Jimmy, who slowly smacked Sean around. Sean was laying there in bed unconscious after being knocked out by that Tyrant. "You think he's dead?", asked Francisco who stood on the opposite side of Jimmy. The tall black man laid there as the zombies grew more and more restless. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the faces of both Jimmy and Francisco. "Uggghhhhhhh, what happened?", asked Sean as she shook his head.
"Oh, you're awake, Lieutenant...", Jimmy said as he looked down. Looking up, he saw both Jimmy and Francisco standing there. "What the...", Sean said as he quickly used both his hands and grabbed them in the back of the head area. "What the?", asked Francisco as Sean slammed both of their foreheads together with force. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", yelled Francisco as he felt the full force fo Jimmy's forehead. "Errrrgggghhhhhh...", replied a stunned Jimmy who stumbled back from that attack. Quickly, Sean leaped up from his bed and got into his fighting stance.
Taking his chance, Sean attacked both men with a spinning hook kick. Both Jimmy and Francisco were brought down to the floor. The two of them were temporarily down for the count as Sean passed by and saw his gun on the bed. Leaning down some, Sean picked up his gun and holster and wrapped it around his waist. "Later, I got people to save...", Sean said as he walked out of the room and closed the door after him.
Stepping out, Sean came face to face with a zombie that was waiting outside for him. "Fuck!", replied Sean as he backed away but was no use. The zombie held his arms out and grabbed Sean by the arms. Sean could see the zombie slowly opens its mouth exposing the rotted yellow teeth and decaying gum line with infected saliva. "Not like this...", saying to himself; quickly thinking about what to do, Sean reacted with a few headbutts to the zombie's face. "Yeah, munch of this motherfucker!", Sean yelled as he kept headbutting the zombie several times. Taking his chance, Sean pushed the zombies arms away and followed with a front snap kick to the chest.
As the zombie stumbled back some, Sean quickly took his gun out. Aiming at the zombie, Sean pulled the trigger but the round didn't fire. "What the? Why isn't the gun firing?", Sean asked himself as he kept trying to jerk at the trigger. Realizing that the gun could be jammed or broken, Sean knew that he was in it deep. "Oh dayam....", Sean said as he threw the gun at the zombie, who stumbled back some more. There was only one way to deal with this problem. As the zombie approached again, Sean ducked down and executed a foot sweep that sent the hungry ghoul to the floor. Standing back up, Sean quickly stomped on the head before it could do anymore harm.
"This is jacked up...", Sean said as he quickly ran down the faintly illuminated hallway. The security guard was without a gun or any type of weapon to use to fend off any hungry zombies. Stopping in his tracks, Sean turned to his left to see a door to the stairs. "Yeah, now that's what I'm talking about.", replied Sean as he pushed down the steel handle. Going through the door, Sean ran down the stairs as he leaped over one set of stairs to avoid one of the zombies that was just waiting for him. The zombie lunged forward and almost bit Sean's hand.
"Shit, that was close.", Sean said covering his left hand. It would only take one bite to infect him; he would have to be careful dealing with the undead. Sean heard the screams for help coming from the next floor down. Not having a gun, it would be difficult for Sean. Being an ex soldier, Sean felt that it would be his duty to protect all innocents from those threats. "Damn...", Sean muttered under his breath as he rushed out the door. Afar, Sean could see a zombie approaching a young woman. Not wasting any time, Sean charged at the zombie at full speed. Almost making it there, Sean launched himself off the floor flying towards the zombie.
"Here goes...", Sean thought to himself as he spun himself in a corkscrew motion as he pulled off a spinning jump side kick to the head. The momentum of Sean's movement channeled enough power in the attack that the zombie's head flew off immediately. Landing, Sean got on one knee as the decapitated zombie started spurting blood from its neck. The young woman standing there screaming in horror at what she has just seen. "Oh my God!", replied the woman, who's blouse was stained in blood. Standing up, Sean quickly turned and faced the scared woman.
"You ok?", Sean calmly asked as the woman stood there frozen in fear. Shaking his head, Sean knew that this night would be long. Taking the woman's hand, Sean walked her to one of the rooms. Slowly, Sean opened the door to the bathroom and left the young woman there. Walking back out, Sean just shook his head in disbelief of what he just saw. "Man...", Sean thought to himself as he walked back down the hallway. His shirt was completely soaked in sweat from all the running and fighting. Bowing his head down, Sean started to remember when he was first recruited into STARS by Jill Valentine.
"Damn, those were the days...", Sean said as he leaned against the wall. His heart was rapidly beating. All that Sean wanted for this horrible dream to be over with as soon as possible. He wanted to have a nice refreshing shower, some time to relax, a nice warm meal in front of him, or anything. He really didn't want to be back in this hotel fighting off the undead and Umbrella's other creations. "Damn, Umbrella got some facility under here?", Sean questioned as he slowly started to get suspicious of things. Rolling his shirt off, Sean tossed it aside to expose his muscular chest and back. His body was completely soaked in sweat that left a shine on the skin.
Sean still had a mission to do as he slowly made his way through the door and continued down the stairs. Quickly, Sean made haste as the thoughts of making it to the locker room raced through his mind. This was far worse than being taken captive by terrorists during a rescue mission. All that Sean had was his bare hands as his weapons. "Just these things right here...", Sean said under his breath with confidence as he looked at his fists. Continuing down the flight of stairs, Sean made it to the first floor. Rushing out the door, Sean lowered himself down holding himself by the knees to take a few breaths.
Laughing, Sean felt accomplished as he finally made it to the first floor. Slowly looking up, Sean looked to see several zombies waiting for him. "Fuck!", yelled Sean as he ran towards the kitchen. The zombies slowly followed after Sean, wanting a fresh meal. Looking around inside the kitchen, Sean saw vats of oil and melted butter laying around. An idea immediately popped inside Sean's head. Estimating the speed of how the zombies traveled, Sean started pouring the vats and pots of melted butter all over the floor. The whole kitchen floor was saturated with melted butter, but that wasn't the end of it.
He wanted to take full advantage of this as he found something to put under his shoes to avoid slipping. Placing them under his shoes, Sean moved around as he found bottles of vegetable oil. Taking the bottles out, Sean quickly ripped the caps off. Seeing the zombies were almost there, Sean started pourting the oil all over his body. His clothes were stained in the oil. Why was Sean doing this? Nobody would know right now, but Sean wasted about ten bottles of vegetable oil drenching himself completely. "This is a half-baked idea, but I'm willing to try anything.", said Sean as he faced the zombies.
Entering through the kitchen, the zombies started to slide around all over the place. Sean's plan worked as he approached the zombies. Two of them grabed Sean at once, only to feel the arms quickly slip away. Backing away some, Sean executed four fast roundhouse kicks and then using the heel of his foot to slam the zombie's head on the hard steel table. The zombie's head then splattered into many chunks and bone fragments. Looking at the other hungry zombie, Sean spun around and delivered a powerful back thrust kick knocking the head from its place.
Looking around, Sean soon found himself surrounded by seven zombies that slid towards him. "Whoa, not good!", Sean thought to himself. Looking around, Sean waited for the first zombie to come and attack him. Seeing the first zombie, Sean executed a spinning crescent kick that decapited it. "Yeah, foo! That's what I'm talking about!", yelled Sean as he looked at the other zombies. "Here goes, it's all or nothing...", thinking to himself as he decided to go ahead and take on the zombies. One by one, Sean knocked the rest of the zombies down with a spinning hook kick.
Knocking a zombie down with a spinning hook kick, Sean spun in another 360 degree motion and hit up another zombie with that same kick, and continued until all the zombies were down for the count. "Yeah! Take this you motherfuckers!", Sean said as he kicked off the things that prevented him from slipping. Before leaving, Sean looked around for anything he could use as a weapon. Approaching a counter, Sean slowly pulled open one of the drawers. "Lord, you are definitely on my side.", Sean said as he looked up. "Bless my soul.", he said seeing that the drawer revealed a butcher's cleaver that was sharped.
"Well gotta make do with this. Reminds me back in the days.", Sean thought to himself. Holding the butcher's cleaver in his right hand, Sean walked out of the kitchen. Walking down the lobby way, he went to the back as he saw the door that was marked 'Employees Only'. Looking around, Sean walked inside the room. "Phew, finally...", Sean said to himself. He could see his locker that was not far from him at all. Taking his time, Sean approached but stopped as he heard some clanging noises coming from the other set of lockers.
"The fuck...?", Sean asked himself as he set out to investigate. Slowly keeping to the side, Sean looked to the other side to see a decapitated corpse of one of his co-workers. "Shit...", said a nervous Sean as he approached forward to investigate. Kneeling down, Sean slowly and carefully examined the body. Taking a closer look at the incision, Sean stepped back some in fright. Sean's fear factor just grew significantly seeing that this was a fresh kill. "Sweet mother of...", Sean said but was interrupted as a figure landed behind him.
Slowly turning around, Sean's worst expectation came true as he came face to face with a life hunter alpha several feet in front of him. "Fuck...", Sean said to himself as he had to remain still. "Ok, not a sudden move...", he thought to himself. All he had to use was a weapon was the butcher's cleaver. Becoming much more nervous, Sean started to sweat a lot. Suddenly, the cellphone that Sean borrowed started to ring. "Not now!", Sean yelled as it was the hunter's cue to attack. Ducking, Sean slid forward as he avoided the hunter's decapitating leap.
"Try this...", Sean said as he waved the cleaver blade up performing a vertical slash up the hunter's chest. A trail of blood hit the floor as Sean got up. As the hunter screeched in pain, Sean got behind and unleashed a barrage of kicks and punches. The blows seemed to soften up the hunter some as Sean brought the blade up to the neck and slit the throat area. Sean slit it's throat real deep as the hunter couldn't breath anymore. Dropping the cleaver, Sean stepped back as blood started to spurt out from the hunter's neck. After a few minutes, the hunter dropped on the floor in a pool of its own blood.
"I ain't goin down like that/", Sean said as he approached his locker. The phone kept on ringing as Sean picked it up and pressed the talk button. "Hello?", Sean asked. "Sean, this is Weller. Help is going to be there in two hours.", Weller replied on the other line. "Alright, but send the cops inside to evacuate the place.", said Sean as he hung up the phone. The locker room had its own shower area. Slipping off his clothes, Sean walked inside the shower and turned on the water. Feeling the warm water splash across made Sean feel much better.
"Finally...", Sean said to himself as he cleaned the oil off his body. The showers started to steam up as a naked female zombie came out. "Man!", Sean yelled as he backed away and executed a side thrust kick to the head area. The female zombie was soon decapitated by Sean's swift martial arts footwork. Panting some, it was a close call for Sean. Walking out of the shower, Sean approached his locker. Opening up the locker door, Sean took out a black towel and used it to dry himself off.
Sean's casual clothes were on coat hangers. Taking out a pair of Joe Boxer's, Sean slipped them on so he wouldn't feel naked anymore. Next, Sean put on his black tanktop and cross necklace. Slipping on his grey camo pants afterwards, Sean tucked his shirt in and put on his red and black Fubu street shoes. It felt good to be in his Fubu's again instead of these shoes he had to wear during the job. Looking around his locker, Sean found his .45 handgun with ten clips. A sidepack was also present. Opening the sidepack, Sean placed the clips inside. Inside, was a several first aid sprays.
"It pays to come prepared...", he thought to himself. Inside the locker was a shotgun with a box of shells. The shells were also placed inside the sidepack. Several grenades were inside the locker also as Sean kept them strapped around his belt. Placing the sidepack on his back, Sean holstered the .45 and got the shotgun ready. Walking back to the dead guard, Sean examined the body to see that he had the same type of gun that he had. Prying the gun from the hand, Sean holtered it and took the remaining clips that were on his body. "This ain't bad, I got three guns.", thinking to himself as he walked out.
Waiting in front of him were Jimmy Nguyen and Francisco Cortez. Both men stood there disgruntled from the attack Sean pulled on them earlier. "Get the fuck outta my way...", Sean replied coldheartedly as he aimed the barrel of his shotgun at both men. "Hey, we're on your side!", yelled Francisco as he got up in Sean's face. Looking at Francisco, Sean had something of his mind to say; "Well, if you wanna help, get outta my way. I got a bunch of zombies to kill.", said Sean as he pushed Francisco away with his right shoulder like a football player. Quickly, Jimmy placed his hand on Sean's left shoulder. "The fuck do you want?", Sean asked angrily as he looked at Jimmy. "You forgot this...", said Jimmy as he took out a side pouch with Sean's belongings.
Taking it, Sean nodded with a silent reply of thanks. Walking down the hall, Sean didn't look back as he got ready to blow some heads off a few flesh hungry zombies. Running forward, Sean fell some as the ground slowly started to shake from beneath. "What the...?", asked Sean as he rolled forward upon hitting the floor and springing up to his feet. Wildly looking around, Sean didn't know what was going on. "Screw this shit!", Sean replied as he kept on running towards the end of the lobby. The ground beneath him kept on shaking to a point where Sean had to stop and look behind.
Immediately, the floor beneath started to shake wildly as part of it shattered into pieces. Stepping forward some, Sean quickly jumped back as some creature leaped upwards from the newly made crater. Landing seconds later, the weight made the floor shake some more. His eyes widened some more to see that he was face to face with a mutated spider. "Fuck, this just ain't my night...", thinking to himself. The spider was ready to sink its fangs inside Sean's body and suck him dry. It charged right at Sean in hopes of ramming him. "Yo, you gotta pay for your meals!", yelled Sean as he quickly unloaded three rounds into the spider.
Running to the right, Sean evaded the spider's head on charge while unloading another two shells from the shotgun. Green blood started spurting out from the spider along with the hiss. Making his way behind the mutated arachnid, Sean unloaded the last of the rounds inside the shotgun. Angrily, the spider quickly turned around and set its many eyes on Sean. Holstering the shotgun, he quickly whipped out the .45 handgun that was fully loaded. While running towards the direction of Jimmy and Francisco, Sean turned back some to unload some rounds on the hairy spider. "Shit, that thing don't know when to give up...", he said under his breath.
"The hell is that thing?!", asked Francisco who just grew frantic. Stepping out, Franciso aimed his handgun and opened fire at the beast to provide cover for Sean. Stopping in place, Sean quickly performed a baseball slide under the spider. As Francisco and Jimmy opened fire on the mutated tarantula, Sean took his chance as he fired his gun from behind. Quickly, Sean jumped on top of the spider. The hairs felt like many pins pricking his skin at once. It felt very uncomfortable for Sean. "Sean, what are you doing?!", asked Jimmy who was concerned for Sean's well being.
"Shut up and keep firing!", Sean bursted out as he took out the stun gun. Holding it in his left hand, Sean could go with, "Here goes...", as he charged it to the max and used it on the spider. This somewhat stunned the spider but pissed it off at the same time. The spider started shaking wildly like a mad bull with Sean trying to keep a steady grip. Sean's stun gun flew right out of his hand. Quickly thinking of another idea, Sean took out the combat knife and made an incision on the back of the spider. His hand was covered in the spider's gooey green blood. It looked very disgusting to Sean, who took out a grenade and pulled the pin.
"Guys, run for cover!", Sean yelled as he stuffed the grenade inside the spider through the incision that he formed with the knife. Taking his chance, Sean jumped off as he rolled to the side. Crawling backwards, Sean hid by the side as the grenade went off. The upper half including the head area was blown right off. Chunks of the spider's body and the eggs flew all around the place. The eggs were singed to a crisp, which was a relief to Sean. Standing back up, Sean brushed himself off as he slowly reloaded his shotgun.
"Are you alright?", asked Jimmy as he coughed from the smoke.
Walking towards Jimmy, Sean gave a thumbs up. The conversation was quickly ended as sounds of loud and fast gunfire came from behind. "The fuck?", asked Sean who looked behind. Several zombies fell to the ground with bullet holes inside. Stepping foward, a tall man, in full combat gear stood there. He was heavily armed and his uniform was stained in blood. "The fuck are you?", asked Sean as he got his shotgun ready to fire. Looking at Sean, the man replied, "Special Agent Axel Axiom, FBI Hostage Rescue Team."
"Damn, how many operatives did they send?", asked Sean who took a seat in one of the chairs around the lobby area.
Removing his mask and helmet, Axiom placed it on top of the front counter. He was a caucasian male with short blonde hair. His face was completely soaked in his own sweat as he wiped it off with a hanky. "That feels better...", Axiom said to himself.
Looking at Axiom, Sean started to get somewhat suspicious of the man. "Where the hell did you come from?", asked Sean. "I entered through the sewers...", Axiom roughly replied as he leaned back against the counter; "Those bastards have occupied the sewers.", he continued and finished off with, "To top that off, Umbrella has a facility underneath."
"Say what?!", Sean immediately burst out from his seat. He was quickly shaking his head in disbelief going, "Nah, nah, hell nah. I ain't hearing this!" Laying down his shotgun, Sean placed his right hand over his forehead continuing to shake his head.
"Believe it...", Axiom bluntly replied to Sean.
Sean then fell to his knees as he cupped his face over his hands. "The fuck is happening?!", replied Sean as he felt something funny happening. His heartbeat started to become more and more rapid and started to hypoventilate. Sean was taking deep breaths as he started to gasp for air.
His whole world was spinning around and it went faster and faster. Falling backwards, Sean laid there on the cold floor as he kept gasping for more air. It looked like he was suffocating.
"Dammit, what's happening to him?", Jimmy questioned as he ran to Sean's aid. "Hang in there!", Jimmy yelled as he held Sean around his arms tightly.
"Damn, why is this shit happening? Not now!", Sean went as his eyes started to get teary. His heart kept beating faster and faster.
"Hold him! He'll go to cardiac arrest if this keeps up...", Axiom responded as he opened his first aid kit. Inside, was a hyperdermic needle with a strong sedative. As both Jimmy and Francisco held Sean down, Axiom went ahead and delivered the shot.
Sean kept on gasping for air as the heartbeat got slower and slower. Slowly, Sean closed his eyes and started to breath normally again. Carefully, all three men carried Sean and placed him on top of the long sofa.
"The hell happened to him?", asked Francisco, who stood next to Sean.
Taking a seat, Axiom went ahead and told the two men the story behind Sean Hopper. Lighting a cigarette, Jimmy took a few puffs as he waited for Axiom to explain everything.
"Alright, Sean is an ex-Navy SEAL. SEAL Team 6, counter-terrorism... Same line of training that I went through.", Axiom told the two young men.
"Ok, we already know that.", Jimmy calmly responded to Axiom.
"Right... That's not the whole story.", Axiom said as he continued on with the story; "Sean then worked for STARS for several months. Everything that happened, he couldn't bare to witness it all. The zombies, the monsters, everything...", he finished.
"I see, that must've messed him up severely.", Jimmy said as he smoked half of his cigarette.
"You know that cigarette's going to kill you...", replied Axiom as he looked at Jimmy's cigarette.
Smirking, Jimmy went, "So? If the cigarette doesn't kill me, the monsters will."
"Good point...", replied Axiom as he continued to tell the story. "Sean had to go to mental therapy, counseling, and psychiatric treament for over a year.", he said while taking a sip from his canteen. "Seems that hearing that Umbrella had a facility underneath opened up those mental wounds in Sean's mind."
All they could do is let Sean rest for the time being...
Awakening
"Wake up Lieutenant Hopper...", replied Jimmy, who slowly smacked Sean around. Sean was laying there in bed unconscious after being knocked out by that Tyrant. "You think he's dead?", asked Francisco who stood on the opposite side of Jimmy. The tall black man laid there as the zombies grew more and more restless. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the faces of both Jimmy and Francisco. "Uggghhhhhhh, what happened?", asked Sean as she shook his head.
"Oh, you're awake, Lieutenant...", Jimmy said as he looked down. Looking up, he saw both Jimmy and Francisco standing there. "What the...", Sean said as he quickly used both his hands and grabbed them in the back of the head area. "What the?", asked Francisco as Sean slammed both of their foreheads together with force. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", yelled Francisco as he felt the full force fo Jimmy's forehead. "Errrrgggghhhhhh...", replied a stunned Jimmy who stumbled back from that attack. Quickly, Sean leaped up from his bed and got into his fighting stance.
Taking his chance, Sean attacked both men with a spinning hook kick. Both Jimmy and Francisco were brought down to the floor. The two of them were temporarily down for the count as Sean passed by and saw his gun on the bed. Leaning down some, Sean picked up his gun and holster and wrapped it around his waist. "Later, I got people to save...", Sean said as he walked out of the room and closed the door after him.
Stepping out, Sean came face to face with a zombie that was waiting outside for him. "Fuck!", replied Sean as he backed away but was no use. The zombie held his arms out and grabbed Sean by the arms. Sean could see the zombie slowly opens its mouth exposing the rotted yellow teeth and decaying gum line with infected saliva. "Not like this...", saying to himself; quickly thinking about what to do, Sean reacted with a few headbutts to the zombie's face. "Yeah, munch of this motherfucker!", Sean yelled as he kept headbutting the zombie several times. Taking his chance, Sean pushed the zombies arms away and followed with a front snap kick to the chest.
As the zombie stumbled back some, Sean quickly took his gun out. Aiming at the zombie, Sean pulled the trigger but the round didn't fire. "What the? Why isn't the gun firing?", Sean asked himself as he kept trying to jerk at the trigger. Realizing that the gun could be jammed or broken, Sean knew that he was in it deep. "Oh dayam....", Sean said as he threw the gun at the zombie, who stumbled back some more. There was only one way to deal with this problem. As the zombie approached again, Sean ducked down and executed a foot sweep that sent the hungry ghoul to the floor. Standing back up, Sean quickly stomped on the head before it could do anymore harm.
"This is jacked up...", Sean said as he quickly ran down the faintly illuminated hallway. The security guard was without a gun or any type of weapon to use to fend off any hungry zombies. Stopping in his tracks, Sean turned to his left to see a door to the stairs. "Yeah, now that's what I'm talking about.", replied Sean as he pushed down the steel handle. Going through the door, Sean ran down the stairs as he leaped over one set of stairs to avoid one of the zombies that was just waiting for him. The zombie lunged forward and almost bit Sean's hand.
"Shit, that was close.", Sean said covering his left hand. It would only take one bite to infect him; he would have to be careful dealing with the undead. Sean heard the screams for help coming from the next floor down. Not having a gun, it would be difficult for Sean. Being an ex soldier, Sean felt that it would be his duty to protect all innocents from those threats. "Damn...", Sean muttered under his breath as he rushed out the door. Afar, Sean could see a zombie approaching a young woman. Not wasting any time, Sean charged at the zombie at full speed. Almost making it there, Sean launched himself off the floor flying towards the zombie.
"Here goes...", Sean thought to himself as he spun himself in a corkscrew motion as he pulled off a spinning jump side kick to the head. The momentum of Sean's movement channeled enough power in the attack that the zombie's head flew off immediately. Landing, Sean got on one knee as the decapitated zombie started spurting blood from its neck. The young woman standing there screaming in horror at what she has just seen. "Oh my God!", replied the woman, who's blouse was stained in blood. Standing up, Sean quickly turned and faced the scared woman.
"You ok?", Sean calmly asked as the woman stood there frozen in fear. Shaking his head, Sean knew that this night would be long. Taking the woman's hand, Sean walked her to one of the rooms. Slowly, Sean opened the door to the bathroom and left the young woman there. Walking back out, Sean just shook his head in disbelief of what he just saw. "Man...", Sean thought to himself as he walked back down the hallway. His shirt was completely soaked in sweat from all the running and fighting. Bowing his head down, Sean started to remember when he was first recruited into STARS by Jill Valentine.
"Damn, those were the days...", Sean said as he leaned against the wall. His heart was rapidly beating. All that Sean wanted for this horrible dream to be over with as soon as possible. He wanted to have a nice refreshing shower, some time to relax, a nice warm meal in front of him, or anything. He really didn't want to be back in this hotel fighting off the undead and Umbrella's other creations. "Damn, Umbrella got some facility under here?", Sean questioned as he slowly started to get suspicious of things. Rolling his shirt off, Sean tossed it aside to expose his muscular chest and back. His body was completely soaked in sweat that left a shine on the skin.
Sean still had a mission to do as he slowly made his way through the door and continued down the stairs. Quickly, Sean made haste as the thoughts of making it to the locker room raced through his mind. This was far worse than being taken captive by terrorists during a rescue mission. All that Sean had was his bare hands as his weapons. "Just these things right here...", Sean said under his breath with confidence as he looked at his fists. Continuing down the flight of stairs, Sean made it to the first floor. Rushing out the door, Sean lowered himself down holding himself by the knees to take a few breaths.
Laughing, Sean felt accomplished as he finally made it to the first floor. Slowly looking up, Sean looked to see several zombies waiting for him. "Fuck!", yelled Sean as he ran towards the kitchen. The zombies slowly followed after Sean, wanting a fresh meal. Looking around inside the kitchen, Sean saw vats of oil and melted butter laying around. An idea immediately popped inside Sean's head. Estimating the speed of how the zombies traveled, Sean started pouring the vats and pots of melted butter all over the floor. The whole kitchen floor was saturated with melted butter, but that wasn't the end of it.
He wanted to take full advantage of this as he found something to put under his shoes to avoid slipping. Placing them under his shoes, Sean moved around as he found bottles of vegetable oil. Taking the bottles out, Sean quickly ripped the caps off. Seeing the zombies were almost there, Sean started pourting the oil all over his body. His clothes were stained in the oil. Why was Sean doing this? Nobody would know right now, but Sean wasted about ten bottles of vegetable oil drenching himself completely. "This is a half-baked idea, but I'm willing to try anything.", said Sean as he faced the zombies.
Entering through the kitchen, the zombies started to slide around all over the place. Sean's plan worked as he approached the zombies. Two of them grabed Sean at once, only to feel the arms quickly slip away. Backing away some, Sean executed four fast roundhouse kicks and then using the heel of his foot to slam the zombie's head on the hard steel table. The zombie's head then splattered into many chunks and bone fragments. Looking at the other hungry zombie, Sean spun around and delivered a powerful back thrust kick knocking the head from its place.
Looking around, Sean soon found himself surrounded by seven zombies that slid towards him. "Whoa, not good!", Sean thought to himself. Looking around, Sean waited for the first zombie to come and attack him. Seeing the first zombie, Sean executed a spinning crescent kick that decapited it. "Yeah, foo! That's what I'm talking about!", yelled Sean as he looked at the other zombies. "Here goes, it's all or nothing...", thinking to himself as he decided to go ahead and take on the zombies. One by one, Sean knocked the rest of the zombies down with a spinning hook kick.
Knocking a zombie down with a spinning hook kick, Sean spun in another 360 degree motion and hit up another zombie with that same kick, and continued until all the zombies were down for the count. "Yeah! Take this you motherfuckers!", Sean said as he kicked off the things that prevented him from slipping. Before leaving, Sean looked around for anything he could use as a weapon. Approaching a counter, Sean slowly pulled open one of the drawers. "Lord, you are definitely on my side.", Sean said as he looked up. "Bless my soul.", he said seeing that the drawer revealed a butcher's cleaver that was sharped.
"Well gotta make do with this. Reminds me back in the days.", Sean thought to himself. Holding the butcher's cleaver in his right hand, Sean walked out of the kitchen. Walking down the lobby way, he went to the back as he saw the door that was marked 'Employees Only'. Looking around, Sean walked inside the room. "Phew, finally...", Sean said to himself. He could see his locker that was not far from him at all. Taking his time, Sean approached but stopped as he heard some clanging noises coming from the other set of lockers.
"The fuck...?", Sean asked himself as he set out to investigate. Slowly keeping to the side, Sean looked to the other side to see a decapitated corpse of one of his co-workers. "Shit...", said a nervous Sean as he approached forward to investigate. Kneeling down, Sean slowly and carefully examined the body. Taking a closer look at the incision, Sean stepped back some in fright. Sean's fear factor just grew significantly seeing that this was a fresh kill. "Sweet mother of...", Sean said but was interrupted as a figure landed behind him.
Slowly turning around, Sean's worst expectation came true as he came face to face with a life hunter alpha several feet in front of him. "Fuck...", Sean said to himself as he had to remain still. "Ok, not a sudden move...", he thought to himself. All he had to use was a weapon was the butcher's cleaver. Becoming much more nervous, Sean started to sweat a lot. Suddenly, the cellphone that Sean borrowed started to ring. "Not now!", Sean yelled as it was the hunter's cue to attack. Ducking, Sean slid forward as he avoided the hunter's decapitating leap.
"Try this...", Sean said as he waved the cleaver blade up performing a vertical slash up the hunter's chest. A trail of blood hit the floor as Sean got up. As the hunter screeched in pain, Sean got behind and unleashed a barrage of kicks and punches. The blows seemed to soften up the hunter some as Sean brought the blade up to the neck and slit the throat area. Sean slit it's throat real deep as the hunter couldn't breath anymore. Dropping the cleaver, Sean stepped back as blood started to spurt out from the hunter's neck. After a few minutes, the hunter dropped on the floor in a pool of its own blood.
"I ain't goin down like that/", Sean said as he approached his locker. The phone kept on ringing as Sean picked it up and pressed the talk button. "Hello?", Sean asked. "Sean, this is Weller. Help is going to be there in two hours.", Weller replied on the other line. "Alright, but send the cops inside to evacuate the place.", said Sean as he hung up the phone. The locker room had its own shower area. Slipping off his clothes, Sean walked inside the shower and turned on the water. Feeling the warm water splash across made Sean feel much better.
"Finally...", Sean said to himself as he cleaned the oil off his body. The showers started to steam up as a naked female zombie came out. "Man!", Sean yelled as he backed away and executed a side thrust kick to the head area. The female zombie was soon decapitated by Sean's swift martial arts footwork. Panting some, it was a close call for Sean. Walking out of the shower, Sean approached his locker. Opening up the locker door, Sean took out a black towel and used it to dry himself off.
Sean's casual clothes were on coat hangers. Taking out a pair of Joe Boxer's, Sean slipped them on so he wouldn't feel naked anymore. Next, Sean put on his black tanktop and cross necklace. Slipping on his grey camo pants afterwards, Sean tucked his shirt in and put on his red and black Fubu street shoes. It felt good to be in his Fubu's again instead of these shoes he had to wear during the job. Looking around his locker, Sean found his .45 handgun with ten clips. A sidepack was also present. Opening the sidepack, Sean placed the clips inside. Inside, was a several first aid sprays.
"It pays to come prepared...", he thought to himself. Inside the locker was a shotgun with a box of shells. The shells were also placed inside the sidepack. Several grenades were inside the locker also as Sean kept them strapped around his belt. Placing the sidepack on his back, Sean holstered the .45 and got the shotgun ready. Walking back to the dead guard, Sean examined the body to see that he had the same type of gun that he had. Prying the gun from the hand, Sean holtered it and took the remaining clips that were on his body. "This ain't bad, I got three guns.", thinking to himself as he walked out.
Waiting in front of him were Jimmy Nguyen and Francisco Cortez. Both men stood there disgruntled from the attack Sean pulled on them earlier. "Get the fuck outta my way...", Sean replied coldheartedly as he aimed the barrel of his shotgun at both men. "Hey, we're on your side!", yelled Francisco as he got up in Sean's face. Looking at Francisco, Sean had something of his mind to say; "Well, if you wanna help, get outta my way. I got a bunch of zombies to kill.", said Sean as he pushed Francisco away with his right shoulder like a football player. Quickly, Jimmy placed his hand on Sean's left shoulder. "The fuck do you want?", Sean asked angrily as he looked at Jimmy. "You forgot this...", said Jimmy as he took out a side pouch with Sean's belongings.
Taking it, Sean nodded with a silent reply of thanks. Walking down the hall, Sean didn't look back as he got ready to blow some heads off a few flesh hungry zombies. Running forward, Sean fell some as the ground slowly started to shake from beneath. "What the...?", asked Sean as he rolled forward upon hitting the floor and springing up to his feet. Wildly looking around, Sean didn't know what was going on. "Screw this shit!", Sean replied as he kept on running towards the end of the lobby. The ground beneath him kept on shaking to a point where Sean had to stop and look behind.
Immediately, the floor beneath started to shake wildly as part of it shattered into pieces. Stepping forward some, Sean quickly jumped back as some creature leaped upwards from the newly made crater. Landing seconds later, the weight made the floor shake some more. His eyes widened some more to see that he was face to face with a mutated spider. "Fuck, this just ain't my night...", thinking to himself. The spider was ready to sink its fangs inside Sean's body and suck him dry. It charged right at Sean in hopes of ramming him. "Yo, you gotta pay for your meals!", yelled Sean as he quickly unloaded three rounds into the spider.
Running to the right, Sean evaded the spider's head on charge while unloading another two shells from the shotgun. Green blood started spurting out from the spider along with the hiss. Making his way behind the mutated arachnid, Sean unloaded the last of the rounds inside the shotgun. Angrily, the spider quickly turned around and set its many eyes on Sean. Holstering the shotgun, he quickly whipped out the .45 handgun that was fully loaded. While running towards the direction of Jimmy and Francisco, Sean turned back some to unload some rounds on the hairy spider. "Shit, that thing don't know when to give up...", he said under his breath.
"The hell is that thing?!", asked Francisco who just grew frantic. Stepping out, Franciso aimed his handgun and opened fire at the beast to provide cover for Sean. Stopping in place, Sean quickly performed a baseball slide under the spider. As Francisco and Jimmy opened fire on the mutated tarantula, Sean took his chance as he fired his gun from behind. Quickly, Sean jumped on top of the spider. The hairs felt like many pins pricking his skin at once. It felt very uncomfortable for Sean. "Sean, what are you doing?!", asked Jimmy who was concerned for Sean's well being.
"Shut up and keep firing!", Sean bursted out as he took out the stun gun. Holding it in his left hand, Sean could go with, "Here goes...", as he charged it to the max and used it on the spider. This somewhat stunned the spider but pissed it off at the same time. The spider started shaking wildly like a mad bull with Sean trying to keep a steady grip. Sean's stun gun flew right out of his hand. Quickly thinking of another idea, Sean took out the combat knife and made an incision on the back of the spider. His hand was covered in the spider's gooey green blood. It looked very disgusting to Sean, who took out a grenade and pulled the pin.
"Guys, run for cover!", Sean yelled as he stuffed the grenade inside the spider through the incision that he formed with the knife. Taking his chance, Sean jumped off as he rolled to the side. Crawling backwards, Sean hid by the side as the grenade went off. The upper half including the head area was blown right off. Chunks of the spider's body and the eggs flew all around the place. The eggs were singed to a crisp, which was a relief to Sean. Standing back up, Sean brushed himself off as he slowly reloaded his shotgun.
"Are you alright?", asked Jimmy as he coughed from the smoke.
Walking towards Jimmy, Sean gave a thumbs up. The conversation was quickly ended as sounds of loud and fast gunfire came from behind. "The fuck?", asked Sean who looked behind. Several zombies fell to the ground with bullet holes inside. Stepping foward, a tall man, in full combat gear stood there. He was heavily armed and his uniform was stained in blood. "The fuck are you?", asked Sean as he got his shotgun ready to fire. Looking at Sean, the man replied, "Special Agent Axel Axiom, FBI Hostage Rescue Team."
"Damn, how many operatives did they send?", asked Sean who took a seat in one of the chairs around the lobby area.
Removing his mask and helmet, Axiom placed it on top of the front counter. He was a caucasian male with short blonde hair. His face was completely soaked in his own sweat as he wiped it off with a hanky. "That feels better...", Axiom said to himself.
Looking at Axiom, Sean started to get somewhat suspicious of the man. "Where the hell did you come from?", asked Sean. "I entered through the sewers...", Axiom roughly replied as he leaned back against the counter; "Those bastards have occupied the sewers.", he continued and finished off with, "To top that off, Umbrella has a facility underneath."
"Say what?!", Sean immediately burst out from his seat. He was quickly shaking his head in disbelief going, "Nah, nah, hell nah. I ain't hearing this!" Laying down his shotgun, Sean placed his right hand over his forehead continuing to shake his head.
"Believe it...", Axiom bluntly replied to Sean.
Sean then fell to his knees as he cupped his face over his hands. "The fuck is happening?!", replied Sean as he felt something funny happening. His heartbeat started to become more and more rapid and started to hypoventilate. Sean was taking deep breaths as he started to gasp for air.
His whole world was spinning around and it went faster and faster. Falling backwards, Sean laid there on the cold floor as he kept gasping for more air. It looked like he was suffocating.
"Dammit, what's happening to him?", Jimmy questioned as he ran to Sean's aid. "Hang in there!", Jimmy yelled as he held Sean around his arms tightly.
"Damn, why is this shit happening? Not now!", Sean went as his eyes started to get teary. His heart kept beating faster and faster.
"Hold him! He'll go to cardiac arrest if this keeps up...", Axiom responded as he opened his first aid kit. Inside, was a hyperdermic needle with a strong sedative. As both Jimmy and Francisco held Sean down, Axiom went ahead and delivered the shot.
Sean kept on gasping for air as the heartbeat got slower and slower. Slowly, Sean closed his eyes and started to breath normally again. Carefully, all three men carried Sean and placed him on top of the long sofa.
"The hell happened to him?", asked Francisco, who stood next to Sean.
Taking a seat, Axiom went ahead and told the two men the story behind Sean Hopper. Lighting a cigarette, Jimmy took a few puffs as he waited for Axiom to explain everything.
"Alright, Sean is an ex-Navy SEAL. SEAL Team 6, counter-terrorism... Same line of training that I went through.", Axiom told the two young men.
"Ok, we already know that.", Jimmy calmly responded to Axiom.
"Right... That's not the whole story.", Axiom said as he continued on with the story; "Sean then worked for STARS for several months. Everything that happened, he couldn't bare to witness it all. The zombies, the monsters, everything...", he finished.
"I see, that must've messed him up severely.", Jimmy said as he smoked half of his cigarette.
"You know that cigarette's going to kill you...", replied Axiom as he looked at Jimmy's cigarette.
Smirking, Jimmy went, "So? If the cigarette doesn't kill me, the monsters will."
"Good point...", replied Axiom as he continued to tell the story. "Sean had to go to mental therapy, counseling, and psychiatric treament for over a year.", he said while taking a sip from his canteen. "Seems that hearing that Umbrella had a facility underneath opened up those mental wounds in Sean's mind."
All they could do is let Sean rest for the time being...