Resident Evil: Return of a Nightmare
Chapter 10
By Windra
At the same time Sherry and Rowan had gotten away from Wesker, Brad, Rachel, and Justin were still searching frantically through the room they were in, looking for any kind of clue that would tell them what happened to Rowan, but there was nothing there. Not a single clue.
Yet, Rachel was still chilled to the bone. The lights went off so suddenly, then flickered on again, and she seriously doubted that the electricity went out. And the fact that Rowan had gone missing without a trace. She had only one guess, and it wasn't good.
[i]Damien...[/i]
Was it possible that he could've kidnapped her? Somehow, she doubted it, but it was the best idea she could go with.
Unless it was that other man, the newcomer who arrived only a few days earlier.
She shook her head.
[i]No way, there's just no way...he was new, he probably didn't even know about Rowan and Brad being captive...[/i]
But then again.
Brad pushed them ahead, a single thought clear in his mind. He knew that the girl was smart, and he seriously doubted that anything bad would happen to her, but he was still frightened for her. It showed clearly on his face as they walked out of the room.
They would continue to look for her, venture deep into the underground of the facility and search the top floors of the place, but they wouldn't leave until they found her.
None of them noticed the pair of eyes from the shadows that watched them like a hawk.
**********
"So, where do you come from?" Rowan asked as Sherry and her crawled through the vents, the younger girl leading the way.
"Raccoon City...or, what used to be Raccoon...," Sherry answered calmly.
"Same here, but I just moved to New York with my aunt."
"Neat."
"Why does your last name sound familiar?"
"Well, my dad was a scientist in Raccoon. But he...uh...you know. He passed on, and injected some kind of virus into himself before he died...then he attacked my mom, so I'm...an orphan now."
"Oh...well, my parents died in Raccoon, too. Were attacked by zombies...That's why I'm living with my aunt..."
"Lucky you...," the girl stated, pausing. "I mean, at least you have relatives..."
"If you want, when we find my friends and get out of here, you can live with my aunt and I."
Sherry did a double-take. "Seriously? You wouldn't mind?"
"Nah, 'sides, I'm sure my auntie would let you stay. It's really quite living with her...my uncle passed away..."
Sherry smiled, then nodded. "I appreciate that. Really."
Rowan grinned dizzily. "Don't worry about it."
They continued crawling through the vents, pausing whenever they heard a monster get too close so that it would try to get in. Once in a while, they would hear a low growl too deep for a zombie or a Hunter to make, but it began moving away from them.
And from far away, they thought they could hear voices.
**********
Damien grinned widely as he watched Brad, Rachel, and Justin scope through the area, looking for the child named Rowan. Wesker did a good job of retrieving the girl, and he hoped that he was able to talk the girl and Birkin's child into joining forces with Umbrella.
He thought back to the day Wesker brought Sherry Birkin into the Umbrella. The old couple that one of the survivors of Raccoon City, Claire Redfield, had left the little girl in the care of had done a good acting job, as they were retirees of Umbrella. After Claire left, the ex-Umbrella employees had called Wesker, who immediantly visited the house where Birkin's daughter was. Sherry had been gullable enough to believe the old folks tell her that Wesker was going to watch her while they went out to the store. After the old couple had left, Wesker took Sherry and drove her to Damien's Umbrella facility, where she was locked up in the underground dungeons.
The man gave a cocky grin as he turned back to the three adults who wandered through the floor, studying each of them until his eyes fell on Rachel. A grim smile appeared on his face.
[i]She betrayed Umbrella, the little wretch. I'll make her pay...[/i]
He smiled evily as he began to lurk behind the group, slowly reaching out for Rachel as they passed by the shadow he was in. Brad, Justin, and Rachel were very alert, but they didn't notice his movement.
Quickly, Damien shot out and wrapped his arm around the shocked girl's mouth, grabbing her arms with her other arm. Rachel gave a muffled cry as he pulled her slowly back into the shadows, and Justin and Brad swung around to see the sight. Damien grinned, removing the arm from Rachel's mouth and pulling the Colt Python out of her hand, then raising it to her head.
"Come closer," he half-hissed and half-laughed, "and she dies."
Rachel began to mouth something, but they couldn't tell what she was saying as the facility leader pulled her out of sight.
"SHIT!" Justin yelled, running forward slightly before stopping.
"Damnit!" Brad cried out. "Rachel!"
There was a short choke of anxiety before Rachel's voice pierced the silent air. "JUSTIN! [i]BRAD!![/i]"
**********
Meanwhile...
In the vents leading to the dungeons Rowan, Brad, and Justin were held, the two girls continued to crawl, nervous and scared. Rowan was struggling to stay conscious as her fever became worse, and Sherry was trying to find a way out of the vents, as it seemed that there were no more exits. Not to mention she didn't want her friend to pass out, and she didn't know how to handle an attack from monsters.
Sherry gulped, searching through the vents as Rowan crawled sluggishly behind her-
-until she crawled straight into something thick and hairy.
Chills ran up her spine as she looked up to meet eight black eyes staring at her hungrily. She backed up into Rowan, who also stopped to stair at the creature in from of them.
The thing was big enough to fill the vent up, but was small enough to crawl in it. It had eight legs and a thin, white, and hairy body. Its back legs were muscular and thin, as if they were built to jump far distances, and its abdomen was black. Two, six inch fangs protruded from its mouth, dripping with saliva and venom.
Sherry almost fainted at the sight. She hated spiders, and what she saw now was about ten-times worse.
Rowan began to frantically back up, and Sherry followed as the spider began to dart after them, giving loud squeals of hunger. The two children were too slow, and the spider was quickly gaining on them.
But the arachnid suddenly stopped, arching its back and aiming its mouth at Sherry's leg. It hissed, and a thick white string shot out of its mouth, hitting the younger girl's leg. Sherry continued to move, but was stopped because of the spiderweb that was holding her leg down. She tried moving her leg, but the web was like cement. Her eyes widened, and she cried out in horror as the spider advanced towards her, its fangs moving in anticipation-
-but Rowan moved over Sherry, holding out the dagger she had aquired from the dead gaurd and pointing it at the giant spider, which backed up slightly, but continued moving forward. The older girl closed her eyes and began to blindly swing at the giant eight-legged creature, her eyes burning, and she-half expected to find herself being bitten by the creature. However, there was a loud squeal, and Rowan opened one eye to see white, cream blood begin to pour from a deep gash on the spider's head, and its legs began to shudder as it collapsed to the ground, unmoving.
She gave a deep sigh, and began to slice through the web that held Sherry down. Only when she was finished did she notice the sound of flesh being ripped apart. She looked back at the spider to see smaller forms burst through its stomach, looking around the vent curiously before jumping towards the two girls.
A gasp emmitted from the children's mouths as they began to crawl away, but to no avail. Becoming extremely frustrated, Rowan held up her dagger and struck the side of the vent about five times with as much brute force as she could muster, and a hole appeared in the vent. Sherry began to stomp on the baby spiders with her feet as Rowan continued to try and widen the hole, and, just as one was about to bite the younger girl's ankle, the two slid out of the freshly made hole in the vent.
They landed not so gracefully on the ground, and looked up to see the little spider began to jump quickly after them. They shuddered, and quickly climbed to their feet beginning to run through the halls of the first floor, shoving through the undead humans that were wandering the halls.
Chapter 10
By Windra
At the same time Sherry and Rowan had gotten away from Wesker, Brad, Rachel, and Justin were still searching frantically through the room they were in, looking for any kind of clue that would tell them what happened to Rowan, but there was nothing there. Not a single clue.
Yet, Rachel was still chilled to the bone. The lights went off so suddenly, then flickered on again, and she seriously doubted that the electricity went out. And the fact that Rowan had gone missing without a trace. She had only one guess, and it wasn't good.
[i]Damien...[/i]
Was it possible that he could've kidnapped her? Somehow, she doubted it, but it was the best idea she could go with.
Unless it was that other man, the newcomer who arrived only a few days earlier.
She shook her head.
[i]No way, there's just no way...he was new, he probably didn't even know about Rowan and Brad being captive...[/i]
But then again.
Brad pushed them ahead, a single thought clear in his mind. He knew that the girl was smart, and he seriously doubted that anything bad would happen to her, but he was still frightened for her. It showed clearly on his face as they walked out of the room.
They would continue to look for her, venture deep into the underground of the facility and search the top floors of the place, but they wouldn't leave until they found her.
None of them noticed the pair of eyes from the shadows that watched them like a hawk.
**********
"So, where do you come from?" Rowan asked as Sherry and her crawled through the vents, the younger girl leading the way.
"Raccoon City...or, what used to be Raccoon...," Sherry answered calmly.
"Same here, but I just moved to New York with my aunt."
"Neat."
"Why does your last name sound familiar?"
"Well, my dad was a scientist in Raccoon. But he...uh...you know. He passed on, and injected some kind of virus into himself before he died...then he attacked my mom, so I'm...an orphan now."
"Oh...well, my parents died in Raccoon, too. Were attacked by zombies...That's why I'm living with my aunt..."
"Lucky you...," the girl stated, pausing. "I mean, at least you have relatives..."
"If you want, when we find my friends and get out of here, you can live with my aunt and I."
Sherry did a double-take. "Seriously? You wouldn't mind?"
"Nah, 'sides, I'm sure my auntie would let you stay. It's really quite living with her...my uncle passed away..."
Sherry smiled, then nodded. "I appreciate that. Really."
Rowan grinned dizzily. "Don't worry about it."
They continued crawling through the vents, pausing whenever they heard a monster get too close so that it would try to get in. Once in a while, they would hear a low growl too deep for a zombie or a Hunter to make, but it began moving away from them.
And from far away, they thought they could hear voices.
**********
Damien grinned widely as he watched Brad, Rachel, and Justin scope through the area, looking for the child named Rowan. Wesker did a good job of retrieving the girl, and he hoped that he was able to talk the girl and Birkin's child into joining forces with Umbrella.
He thought back to the day Wesker brought Sherry Birkin into the Umbrella. The old couple that one of the survivors of Raccoon City, Claire Redfield, had left the little girl in the care of had done a good acting job, as they were retirees of Umbrella. After Claire left, the ex-Umbrella employees had called Wesker, who immediantly visited the house where Birkin's daughter was. Sherry had been gullable enough to believe the old folks tell her that Wesker was going to watch her while they went out to the store. After the old couple had left, Wesker took Sherry and drove her to Damien's Umbrella facility, where she was locked up in the underground dungeons.
The man gave a cocky grin as he turned back to the three adults who wandered through the floor, studying each of them until his eyes fell on Rachel. A grim smile appeared on his face.
[i]She betrayed Umbrella, the little wretch. I'll make her pay...[/i]
He smiled evily as he began to lurk behind the group, slowly reaching out for Rachel as they passed by the shadow he was in. Brad, Justin, and Rachel were very alert, but they didn't notice his movement.
Quickly, Damien shot out and wrapped his arm around the shocked girl's mouth, grabbing her arms with her other arm. Rachel gave a muffled cry as he pulled her slowly back into the shadows, and Justin and Brad swung around to see the sight. Damien grinned, removing the arm from Rachel's mouth and pulling the Colt Python out of her hand, then raising it to her head.
"Come closer," he half-hissed and half-laughed, "and she dies."
Rachel began to mouth something, but they couldn't tell what she was saying as the facility leader pulled her out of sight.
"SHIT!" Justin yelled, running forward slightly before stopping.
"Damnit!" Brad cried out. "Rachel!"
There was a short choke of anxiety before Rachel's voice pierced the silent air. "JUSTIN! [i]BRAD!![/i]"
**********
Meanwhile...
In the vents leading to the dungeons Rowan, Brad, and Justin were held, the two girls continued to crawl, nervous and scared. Rowan was struggling to stay conscious as her fever became worse, and Sherry was trying to find a way out of the vents, as it seemed that there were no more exits. Not to mention she didn't want her friend to pass out, and she didn't know how to handle an attack from monsters.
Sherry gulped, searching through the vents as Rowan crawled sluggishly behind her-
-until she crawled straight into something thick and hairy.
Chills ran up her spine as she looked up to meet eight black eyes staring at her hungrily. She backed up into Rowan, who also stopped to stair at the creature in from of them.
The thing was big enough to fill the vent up, but was small enough to crawl in it. It had eight legs and a thin, white, and hairy body. Its back legs were muscular and thin, as if they were built to jump far distances, and its abdomen was black. Two, six inch fangs protruded from its mouth, dripping with saliva and venom.
Sherry almost fainted at the sight. She hated spiders, and what she saw now was about ten-times worse.
Rowan began to frantically back up, and Sherry followed as the spider began to dart after them, giving loud squeals of hunger. The two children were too slow, and the spider was quickly gaining on them.
But the arachnid suddenly stopped, arching its back and aiming its mouth at Sherry's leg. It hissed, and a thick white string shot out of its mouth, hitting the younger girl's leg. Sherry continued to move, but was stopped because of the spiderweb that was holding her leg down. She tried moving her leg, but the web was like cement. Her eyes widened, and she cried out in horror as the spider advanced towards her, its fangs moving in anticipation-
-but Rowan moved over Sherry, holding out the dagger she had aquired from the dead gaurd and pointing it at the giant spider, which backed up slightly, but continued moving forward. The older girl closed her eyes and began to blindly swing at the giant eight-legged creature, her eyes burning, and she-half expected to find herself being bitten by the creature. However, there was a loud squeal, and Rowan opened one eye to see white, cream blood begin to pour from a deep gash on the spider's head, and its legs began to shudder as it collapsed to the ground, unmoving.
She gave a deep sigh, and began to slice through the web that held Sherry down. Only when she was finished did she notice the sound of flesh being ripped apart. She looked back at the spider to see smaller forms burst through its stomach, looking around the vent curiously before jumping towards the two girls.
A gasp emmitted from the children's mouths as they began to crawl away, but to no avail. Becoming extremely frustrated, Rowan held up her dagger and struck the side of the vent about five times with as much brute force as she could muster, and a hole appeared in the vent. Sherry began to stomp on the baby spiders with her feet as Rowan continued to try and widen the hole, and, just as one was about to bite the younger girl's ankle, the two slid out of the freshly made hole in the vent.
They landed not so gracefully on the ground, and looked up to see the little spider began to jump quickly after them. They shuddered, and quickly climbed to their feet beginning to run through the halls of the first floor, shoving through the undead humans that were wandering the halls.