I don't own the zombie dog. You guys know this already, but just to remind you guys. And I'm not putting in anymore poetry so all you're gonna get is a title for each chapter from now on. I wonder if anyone actually read the poems. Oh well here's the first non-poem chapter. Sorry this chapter might seem shorter than usual. Do you guys even like long chapters?



Chapter 5 - Oblivious





7:10pm After looking around for an opening for the past two hours her stomach gave a painful growl. She had nothing left to eat and it was getting darker. She felt an erie solitude to the place. It was all forest and the fence was too high to climb. She didn't feel safe there and decided she'd come back with help. Her car was about a half mile away and she started walking to where she'd left it. After about five minutes she felt like she was being watched. Then she heard it before she saw it. A huge animal the size of a dog jumped at her and bit at her shoulder. Jade was consumed with panic and realized that she stupidly left her dagger in the car. She pushed the dog away from her only for it to bite her hand. Blood was flowing freely. Her blood. It clamped it's jaws not suggesting that it was letting go. She screamed and kicked the dog. Losing her balance she landed on the ground with the dog on top of her biting at her head. She screamed louder and felt real pain in her head. She used all of her strength to push the animal away. It had a chemical smell reeking from its sinewy body. She gave a good kick sending it flying back giving her a chance to get up and make a run for the car. She was kicking herself for going alone. Jade heard the four legged unnatural thing running and gaining on her. She caught a glimpse of the car maybe a few 100 feet away. It made her run faster. Then just to crush her hope the animal lunged at her and sunk it's long sharp teeth into her left boot. (Thank god I wore knee length boots, thank god thank you thank you.) Jade thought to herself. But the animal bite into the leather deeper as if it read her thoughts and knew it wasn't hurting her too much. She dragged the animal with her towards the car. It never let go. It was probably once a pitbull. Jade was thankful that the car door was open. She let her leg hang out the door carefully keeping the door closed as much as possible without closing it on her leg. The dog still held onto her boot. She tried to close the door on it's head but it wouldn't budge. Keeping one hand on the door and reaching for the glove compartment she retrieved her dagger and gave a brutal slice to what would be the dog's snout. It wimpered and let go. Before it could jump she shut the cardoor and fished for the keys. To her horror she couldn't find them anywhere.

After visiting Sarah, Rob still had no clue where Jade could be. He decided to go home to change his clothes and found his roommate watching porn in the living room. "Who bailed you out this time?" asked Rob, with no real concern. "They let me go this afternoon. Where were you? Fucking the freak." Jay smiled shoving a cheeseburger into his mouth without turning from the television screen. Then suddenly Rob smacked the burger out of his hand and it dove to the floor. "You fucking asshole." Jay got up in a rage and came face to face with Rob. "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!!!" he yelled in Rob's face. Jay was able to get a closer look at his friend who's arm was in a cast. "What the hell happened to you?" His tone softened. Rob's face was scarred and bruised. His right eye had a black and blue. "Had an accident last night." He answered still upset. He turned around and walked off to his room. Jay followed him to his room. "Dude what happened?" He asked sympathetically. Rob ignored him and turned on the radio. The music blasted right at the end of NIN's "We're in this Together Now". It made him remember that Jade was probably in danger. "I can't talk now I gotta go." He closed the door on his friend and headed to the bathroom in a towel. After the long shower due to his injuries he called Jade again.

After being released Raven was feeling like a cheap whore. Not that she wasn't but it was finally getting to her. She was in love with Jay and felt that this time around someone cared about her in return. She thought she was doing both of them a favor by performing her services for a couple of the cops who had booked them on charges of lewd misconduct and endangering the welfare of a child. (Damn kid. Didn't even know he was watching.) She thought to herself. She got the cops to drop the charges and were allowed to leave the next day. They could have been in jail for a long time. One night was too long for her. It was the first time she'd been booked and decided that she didn't want it to happen again. Jay never knew what she had done, and would probably never know. The men in her life either fucked her or beat her like an animal. Jay was no different except that he never laid a finger on her or forced himself on her. He seemed genuine, not the most respectful guy but he was sincere for the most part. She didn't want someone who made her feel good or bad about herself. She wanted someone who accepted her and truly loved her. Someone who was willing to get in her face and tell her how it is, instead of beating her face. He had actually gone through the trouble of taking her out on a real date. To a real nice restuarant off the campus and for a boat ride. She thought of his muscular body and dark skin. He had looked so good in a white tanktop and black jeans. He had some class, never dressed like the rappers you see on tv. His face was the most gorgeous she'd ever seen. He didn't wear any kind of jewlery which she found tasteful. Jay was 6'3" tall with amazingly light brown eyes. He was well built and his hair was usually short and nappy. Though he prefered a bald head and his neatly trimmed goutee. She loved all 216 lbs of him. He also had tattooed dragons on both of his shoulders. She hated that stupid kid who was watching their private session in the woods for ruining a perfect moment. But it was in the past and she was feeling sorry for herself when no one else would. He even walked her home before going home himself to relax. He lived and hour away on foot!

"WHERE ARE THEY?" She screamed at herself in panic. After a minute of looking without finding she was getting more and more nervous. She prayed that the keys didn't fall out of her pocket. She looked outside the window of her door. The dog-like animal was still there growling with fliuds dripping from its body. Then in the distance she spotted something shiny. "My keys." She was terror stricken at the thought of having to get out of the car to face that demon dog again. She resolved that she had to kill it somehow. Then she remembered her dagger. She pulled it out of the glove compartment. (If I make it out alive and get back home I'm getting myself a gun.) She wished so much that she had one now. She wasn't even sure if stabbing the thing would cause any damage. She didn't even think that there might be other demon dogs on their way. With her heart jumping out of her chest she moved herself into the passenger seat unlocking the door. The dog didn't seem smart enough to move to the other side and that she was grateful for. As quietly as possible she opened the passenger door.

Felipe was sound asleep as his desk. He and Adele were up all night going through various synthesis, trying to find a match to work with T- virus. He still hadn't explained his little demonstration but she'd get it out of him in time. She felt drowsy and decided a nap was well deserved. She had recruited a staff for herself approved by Dr. Raspen. She appointed John Stalos as her physicist, Patricia Jenkins as a specimen handler and microbiologist, Gordon Pertos as an analysist, Felipe Turnois as her chemist, Lauren Camina as her pharmocologist, and geneologist Colin Jesico. She chose the best of each department, and they respected her for her work. They began working immediately to find the correct synthesis, the same one that the Birkins worked with. Although she knew it wasn't theirs. She knew the synthesis created to cure virtually all human disease was created by microbiologist James Trenton Darius and his wife pharmacologist Helen Darius. They both died in a fire, an assumed accident. All of their research was given to Birkin. Instead of enhancing the synthesis he created virus' but wasn't given time to test the synthesis. Which was exactly what she had planned to do without Umbrella's knowledge. She would sell this information along with a sample to Bioject, Umbrella's rival. This was her plan for revenge for her husband's death. (Accident just like the Darius'. Accident my ass.) She wondered what happened to their son Victor. He was in boarding school, she was about his age, when the fire burned both his parents. (Maybe Umbrella got to him too.) She had met Victor twice when she only ten years old. Both their parents were scientists for Umbrella and were best of friends. They rarely ever had gatherings due to the endless hours devoted to research at Umbrella laboratories. Adele was also put in a boarding school, Umbrella never knew that two of their scientists had a daughter. They knew about Victor though. He seemed to have just disappeared from the face of the Earth. The couple times she met Victor she felt she could relate to him. He was her first crush. Then ten years later she met Terrance at an Umbrella lab in Pheonix, Arizona. After about two years they married and twelve years later he was killed in an "accident" at the lab. She was an asset to the corporation for her experience with geneology and genetic engineering. After Terrance's death she was transported to the Ohio AnEx labs. A cover for Umbrella's secret experimentations in bioweapons. Animal Experimentation Laboratories Inc. was the perfect way for Umbrella to use small creatures such as dogs, birds, amphibians, reptiles. Adele knew too much. She could be killed for the information she carried with her if anyone ever found out what she knew. She didn't stay for the money, though with Umbrella funds never were an issue, she stayed for Terrance. She'd finish his work just the way they had planned and use it against them by selling out to Bioject, another company involved with bioweapons research. They would give Umbrella so much competition and eventually buy them out. That was good enough for Adele.

Going through the classified ads, she searched for something appealing. Sam was depressed about losing her job. She was laid off just two days ago. She filed for unemployment and was denied. She had moved to Ohio just to get away from the family she hated. Her son and husband. She saved enough money to get away from both of them. They were horrible people and never wanted her son in the first place. She didn't care that the neighbors called her a neglectful mother and unfaithful wife. They didn't know what it was like to live with them. Her life pretty much sucked and couldn't get worse. She lived alone in her one bedroom apartment. No husband, no kid, no roommate, and nobody who knew her. She liked it here in Ohio. Her job was something out of a dream, a paralegal for some lawyer whom she became friendly with. Not too friendly though. She promised herdelf that she would never marry again and never have kids and never get into another relationship again. She had been living here for over a year and didn't even know who her neighbors were. She worked alot and was usually out having the time of her life, alone. Sam loved to read and spent as much time as she could in the library where she found herself at peace. She looked through the paper after an unsuccessful search in the classifieds. She was running low in her savings. That money would only last for the next two months. She needed to find a job by then. She had a few skills. She was excellent at typing, she was billingual, Spanish being her strong and native language, and she was a professional at her prior job. She decided to call it a day and went to her bathroom for her routine bath. Candles were all over the place. On the shiny tiled floor, on the tub ledge, on the sink, on the toilet lid, and on top of a small round table that sat next to the tub. She made up a fruit salad and placed it on the small table. The hot water was running and filling the tub. She had pushed back the curtains and began lighting the candles as she stole a strawberry from the bowl. She didn't own a phone, just her cell for her old job. No one called her save for the lawyer, always trying to get a date with her. She strongly refused after finding out that he was married with two kids. She threw in a handful of bathbeads and poured a good amount of bubble bath and turned the water off a few minutes later. She shut the light switch off and just looked at the room illuminated by candlelight. To say she was a pyromaniac was an understatement. Fire gave her a rush. She slipped the robe off and slowly sat in the extremely hot water, the bubbles covering all but her head. She felt relaxed and laid her whole body down eating ice cold fruit. After eating the fruit she dunked her head in the water which wasn't as hot as before. Her short straight brown hair was dripping and smelled like the bubbles. Sam felt so relaxed and smelled the different scents coming from the candles that burned around her. She picked up a remote control turning on the mini cd player across th tub on the shelf and played Lorenna Mc Kennit's "Marco Polo". Setting the remote down she closed her eyes and lost herself in meditation.

Rob pulled up in front of Jade's house. The driveway was empty. It was dark. "Where the hell are you now?" A thought, a terrible thought entered his thoughts. Raccoon City. "No she wouldn't be stupid enough to go alone, she'd tell me." He said to himself. (Just like Claire told you. She would do the same.) He tried not to panic. Then he decided to find out if either woman was actually home. He got out of his car knowing that if he rang their door, an answer wouldn't come. After the tenth ring he was convinced that no one was home. He felt something inside was hurting him. Like a balloon was being blown up and then deflated in his lungs. He decided not to panic. He did everything he could do to find her, he felt he did his best. It wasn't good enough. Then an idea came to him. Rob went around the house to the back door. The blinds blocked his view into the house. He took his jacket off and bound his fist with it. Covering his face with his free hand and turning his head away, he punched with just enough force. Shards of glass fell to the floor of the small kitchen. He reached through and unlocked the door.



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That's it so far. I probably won't update for a while. I'm working on the sequel to this story cuz I got such a kewl idea and don't want it to disappear from my head. If anyone is still reading this I may be motivated to update sooner. I write on demand, mostly. Oh yeah, Sam is another new character and she's going to be a big part of the story as it develops. If you think this story sux, don't tell me that it does, tell me why you think it does.