Disclaimer: Mark is the only character I own.
I gave Mark the thumbs up, and he kicked the door down. The little spiders scurried towards us probably thinking "FOOD FOOD!", if they even have the brain capacity to think. Mark let himself go with the flame-thrower, burning the little motherfuckers up to a nice crisp.
"Barbecue anyone?" Rain said, grinning at Mark, then me. The remaining spiders fled from the flames, frightened. Mark walked out into the hallway, with Rain and me following closely behind, stepping on burnt spiders. They made crunching sounds under our feet. Yummy. We made our way to the stairs and looked down. Angie's body was still at the bottom, her face gone and her arm twisted underneath her body. We walked down the stairs and stepped over Angie's body carefully, as not to disturb her. She was at peace now, hopefully. We backtracked till we were at the door that goes out to the main room. We got quiet, trying to hear if anything moved beyond the door, but we heard nothing. So Mark opened the door quietly and peeked out. Nothing. Thank God! We shuffled out into the main hall, looking around. The main computer sat in the middle of the room, with desks all around. All the other doors were boarded up. A ladder going to the 2nd floor was at the end farthest from the entrance. But the main thing we noticed was that the bodies were gone. Where the fuck had the bodies gone?
We raised our guns and cautiously made our way to the front door. I stared at the pools of blood on the ground, left by mauled bodies that had long since gotten up and left. I shuddered at the thought that those things could be ANYWHERE. But my real concern was that thing that had been on the roof. We couldn't stay in here, there was nothing that could help us. But then again, that thing was outside! Mark must have been having the same thoughts, because he never reached for the handle. He just stood there, staring at the door.
"I don't know what to do," He whispered. Rain and I were both silent. Should we go outside? We decided to take the chance and go out into the streets once more. But where would we go? We decided that our best bet would be the train station. We turned to the door one more time. Mark lifted his hand and grabbed the handle. Rain and I held our breath and raised our weapons. A moan could be heard coming from behind one of the boarded doors. Then a thud. And another. Mark turned the handle and thrust the door open. We made a mad dash out towards the street, practically knocking the steel gate over and we pushed it open. We took a sharp right and ran down the street, passing mangled bodies and leftover body parts along the way. After another right, we stopped for a breather. That's when we noticed that we hadn't been followed by the monster. Well, not the big monster. A nice gathering of moaning, shredded bodies had started to limp and shuffle our way.
I wiped my brow with the back of my hand, then raised my gun and started firing, splattering blood everywhere and leaving smoking holes in the heads of the foul smelling Raccoon City people. I swear the zombies had called a town meeting or something, because there had to have been at least 15 rotting corpses. After all the zombies had hit the ground and stayed there, I turned to the others.
"Well, where do we go from here?" I asked. The other two just stared at me, saying nothing. We had no idea. I sighed and looked down the street. A spark went off inside me when I saw a familiar sign. I ran across the street, jumping over bodies and stepping in puddles of blood on the way. Rain and Mark cried out to me, but eventually followed. I stopped when I reached the familiar store and stared at the broken glass window. Rain and Mark caught up to me, huffing and puffing. I stepped through the broken window, into the shop and looked down at the 5 lifeless bodies laying on the floor. One in particular caught my eye. Rain and Mark came through the window and stood on either side of me, following my gaze.
"Shit," Mark said and rubbed the back of his neck. Rain kneeled down next to the body.
"I can't fuckin believe it! The bastards killed Kendo!" Rain said angrily. Mark and I stood quietly, mourning. All three of us jumped when we heard a crash come from the back room. Mark raised his gun and cautiously made his way down the hall. Rain and I followed, quietly. When we came to the closed door, Mark gave us the signal to wait, then he swung the door open. We pointed our guns at the figure in the room, ready to fire.
"Don't shoot!" The figure yelled in a feminine voice. "I'm human!"
We lowered our guns, and took a good look at the woman. She was dressed in black and red, and was about my height. She had brown hair the was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked to be pretty young. She came towards us smiling.
"Thank God I've found some humans! My name is Claire Redfield."
Sorry for the long gap in between chapters. I've been really stressed and busy lately! But it looks as though things may be slowing down a bit.Once again, I apologize!
I gave Mark the thumbs up, and he kicked the door down. The little spiders scurried towards us probably thinking "FOOD FOOD!", if they even have the brain capacity to think. Mark let himself go with the flame-thrower, burning the little motherfuckers up to a nice crisp.
"Barbecue anyone?" Rain said, grinning at Mark, then me. The remaining spiders fled from the flames, frightened. Mark walked out into the hallway, with Rain and me following closely behind, stepping on burnt spiders. They made crunching sounds under our feet. Yummy. We made our way to the stairs and looked down. Angie's body was still at the bottom, her face gone and her arm twisted underneath her body. We walked down the stairs and stepped over Angie's body carefully, as not to disturb her. She was at peace now, hopefully. We backtracked till we were at the door that goes out to the main room. We got quiet, trying to hear if anything moved beyond the door, but we heard nothing. So Mark opened the door quietly and peeked out. Nothing. Thank God! We shuffled out into the main hall, looking around. The main computer sat in the middle of the room, with desks all around. All the other doors were boarded up. A ladder going to the 2nd floor was at the end farthest from the entrance. But the main thing we noticed was that the bodies were gone. Where the fuck had the bodies gone?
We raised our guns and cautiously made our way to the front door. I stared at the pools of blood on the ground, left by mauled bodies that had long since gotten up and left. I shuddered at the thought that those things could be ANYWHERE. But my real concern was that thing that had been on the roof. We couldn't stay in here, there was nothing that could help us. But then again, that thing was outside! Mark must have been having the same thoughts, because he never reached for the handle. He just stood there, staring at the door.
"I don't know what to do," He whispered. Rain and I were both silent. Should we go outside? We decided to take the chance and go out into the streets once more. But where would we go? We decided that our best bet would be the train station. We turned to the door one more time. Mark lifted his hand and grabbed the handle. Rain and I held our breath and raised our weapons. A moan could be heard coming from behind one of the boarded doors. Then a thud. And another. Mark turned the handle and thrust the door open. We made a mad dash out towards the street, practically knocking the steel gate over and we pushed it open. We took a sharp right and ran down the street, passing mangled bodies and leftover body parts along the way. After another right, we stopped for a breather. That's when we noticed that we hadn't been followed by the monster. Well, not the big monster. A nice gathering of moaning, shredded bodies had started to limp and shuffle our way.
I wiped my brow with the back of my hand, then raised my gun and started firing, splattering blood everywhere and leaving smoking holes in the heads of the foul smelling Raccoon City people. I swear the zombies had called a town meeting or something, because there had to have been at least 15 rotting corpses. After all the zombies had hit the ground and stayed there, I turned to the others.
"Well, where do we go from here?" I asked. The other two just stared at me, saying nothing. We had no idea. I sighed and looked down the street. A spark went off inside me when I saw a familiar sign. I ran across the street, jumping over bodies and stepping in puddles of blood on the way. Rain and Mark cried out to me, but eventually followed. I stopped when I reached the familiar store and stared at the broken glass window. Rain and Mark caught up to me, huffing and puffing. I stepped through the broken window, into the shop and looked down at the 5 lifeless bodies laying on the floor. One in particular caught my eye. Rain and Mark came through the window and stood on either side of me, following my gaze.
"Shit," Mark said and rubbed the back of his neck. Rain kneeled down next to the body.
"I can't fuckin believe it! The bastards killed Kendo!" Rain said angrily. Mark and I stood quietly, mourning. All three of us jumped when we heard a crash come from the back room. Mark raised his gun and cautiously made his way down the hall. Rain and I followed, quietly. When we came to the closed door, Mark gave us the signal to wait, then he swung the door open. We pointed our guns at the figure in the room, ready to fire.
"Don't shoot!" The figure yelled in a feminine voice. "I'm human!"
We lowered our guns, and took a good look at the woman. She was dressed in black and red, and was about my height. She had brown hair the was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked to be pretty young. She came towards us smiling.
"Thank God I've found some humans! My name is Claire Redfield."
Sorry for the long gap in between chapters. I've been really stressed and busy lately! But it looks as though things may be slowing down a bit.Once again, I apologize!