Resident Evil: Return of a Nightmare
Chapter 8
By Windra
Rowan, Brad, and Justin continued to stare at Rachel wide-eyed, terror sinking into them. Justin was rather shocked at Damien's sudden turn. Rowan and Brad had had enough horror from Raccoon City to last a lifetime...and they hadn't even recovered fully yet.
iAnd now this?/i
Rowan took a deep breathe, her eyes narrowing in anger. She could picture Damien's face in her mind; his eyes squinted with maniacal glee, his mouth contorted in a ruthless, insane smirk.
A face that could only match that of the power-freak Nicholai.
She sighed angrily, turning to the fallen corpse of the undead gaurd and walking towards him. She crouched beside the body and began to look at the assortment of weapons on his belt.
"We need to get out...," Brad was saying to Rachel, "but we need weapons..."
"I'm way ahead of you," Rowan said, grinning as she pulled the holstered weapons off of the gaurd's belt.
The three turned to her and watched as she tossed two Browning pistols to Brad and Justin. She picked a long, sheathed dagger and clipped the holster onto her jeans. Rachel cocked her gun, making sure it was loaded while the two males examined the weapons. Rowan walked up to them and smiled.
Justin gave a wide grin. "I say that we bust outta this joint!"
The four looked at each other with a smile.
"Yeah," Rachel smiled. "Let's get out of this hell-hole."
Both of them had agreeable ideas.
**********
A hiss sounded through the area, gaining the attention of nearby monsters' temporarily. There was a flash of color as a tentacle lashed out, impaling a zombie's head and dragging it towards the mouth of the murderer. Blood pooled on the floor as the creature fed.
Several minutes later, a shadow darted across the room, leaving the dead zombie's corpse behind it as it disappeared from sight.
One thing was on its mind.
Blood.
**********
The four had made their way across the labs with ease, amazed at the little number of monsters in there. It was like they had migrated to a place where there was more live flesh.
Rowan grimaced at the sight of blood on the ground, memories of Raccoon City flooding back to her mind.
i"H-Hello?! Who is it?!"/i
i"Mom!"/i
i"Rowan! Oh my god, are you alright?!"/i
i"I'm fine. Our school was..."/i
iBAM!!/i
She winced, pushing the memory back into her mind, fighting the fresh tears that had started to well up in her eyes.
iMom...Dad.../i
A single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away, closing her eyes.
iDon't fall apart...We need to get outta here...To avenge their deaths.../i
i...To destroy Umbrella.../i
iI will not fail you, mother, father.../i
**********
iBloody hell...no pun intended.../i
Justin looked around the area, eyes narrowed with a boiling hate for Umbrella.
iThis is getting too goddamned far.../i
He looked at his gun, staring at it as if it was something totally alien to him.
iIt's up to us now...up to us to put an end to Umbrella.../i
**********
iAnd to think...I was "Chickenheart" Vickers.../i
Brad was looking at the floor, sighing deeply. So much blood...so much terror...
i...Now look at me.../i
He sighed again, glancing at Justin and Rowan, then to Rachel, smiling slightly.
iI'm not gonna chicken out again.../i
i...Umbrella's got hell to pay.../i
**********
Rachel frowned, looking at the ruined lab thoughtfully, her eyes full of sorrow and pain.
iI can't believe this...Umbrella's gotta pay.../i
She could feel Brad's eyes on her, and she blushed deeply. She glanced at him just as he tore his eyes away. Smiling, she turned back to looking around the room.
i...We'll take Umbrella down...all of us.../i
i...and then we'll continue and repair our lives.../i
**********
Just a summing up of how everyone feels...
But I gotta favor to ask...
HELP!!
I'VE GOT THE WORST DAMN WRITER'S BLOCK EVER!! SOMEONE...PLZ!! PLZ POST SOME IDEAS IN THE REVIEWS...THANK YOUUU!!
Chapter 8
By Windra
Rowan, Brad, and Justin continued to stare at Rachel wide-eyed, terror sinking into them. Justin was rather shocked at Damien's sudden turn. Rowan and Brad had had enough horror from Raccoon City to last a lifetime...and they hadn't even recovered fully yet.
iAnd now this?/i
Rowan took a deep breathe, her eyes narrowing in anger. She could picture Damien's face in her mind; his eyes squinted with maniacal glee, his mouth contorted in a ruthless, insane smirk.
A face that could only match that of the power-freak Nicholai.
She sighed angrily, turning to the fallen corpse of the undead gaurd and walking towards him. She crouched beside the body and began to look at the assortment of weapons on his belt.
"We need to get out...," Brad was saying to Rachel, "but we need weapons..."
"I'm way ahead of you," Rowan said, grinning as she pulled the holstered weapons off of the gaurd's belt.
The three turned to her and watched as she tossed two Browning pistols to Brad and Justin. She picked a long, sheathed dagger and clipped the holster onto her jeans. Rachel cocked her gun, making sure it was loaded while the two males examined the weapons. Rowan walked up to them and smiled.
Justin gave a wide grin. "I say that we bust outta this joint!"
The four looked at each other with a smile.
"Yeah," Rachel smiled. "Let's get out of this hell-hole."
Both of them had agreeable ideas.
**********
A hiss sounded through the area, gaining the attention of nearby monsters' temporarily. There was a flash of color as a tentacle lashed out, impaling a zombie's head and dragging it towards the mouth of the murderer. Blood pooled on the floor as the creature fed.
Several minutes later, a shadow darted across the room, leaving the dead zombie's corpse behind it as it disappeared from sight.
One thing was on its mind.
Blood.
**********
The four had made their way across the labs with ease, amazed at the little number of monsters in there. It was like they had migrated to a place where there was more live flesh.
Rowan grimaced at the sight of blood on the ground, memories of Raccoon City flooding back to her mind.
i"H-Hello?! Who is it?!"/i
i"Mom!"/i
i"Rowan! Oh my god, are you alright?!"/i
i"I'm fine. Our school was..."/i
iBAM!!/i
She winced, pushing the memory back into her mind, fighting the fresh tears that had started to well up in her eyes.
iMom...Dad.../i
A single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away, closing her eyes.
iDon't fall apart...We need to get outta here...To avenge their deaths.../i
i...To destroy Umbrella.../i
iI will not fail you, mother, father.../i
**********
iBloody hell...no pun intended.../i
Justin looked around the area, eyes narrowed with a boiling hate for Umbrella.
iThis is getting too goddamned far.../i
He looked at his gun, staring at it as if it was something totally alien to him.
iIt's up to us now...up to us to put an end to Umbrella.../i
**********
iAnd to think...I was "Chickenheart" Vickers.../i
Brad was looking at the floor, sighing deeply. So much blood...so much terror...
i...Now look at me.../i
He sighed again, glancing at Justin and Rowan, then to Rachel, smiling slightly.
iI'm not gonna chicken out again.../i
i...Umbrella's got hell to pay.../i
**********
Rachel frowned, looking at the ruined lab thoughtfully, her eyes full of sorrow and pain.
iI can't believe this...Umbrella's gotta pay.../i
She could feel Brad's eyes on her, and she blushed deeply. She glanced at him just as he tore his eyes away. Smiling, she turned back to looking around the room.
i...We'll take Umbrella down...all of us.../i
i...and then we'll continue and repair our lives.../i
**********
Just a summing up of how everyone feels...
But I gotta favor to ask...
HELP!!
I'VE GOT THE WORST DAMN WRITER'S BLOCK EVER!! SOMEONE...PLZ!! PLZ POST SOME IDEAS IN THE REVIEWS...THANK YOUUU!!