RESIDENT EVIL: GAINES
You know what? I just realized that I don't own Resident Evil!!! Isn't that
ALMOST interesting?!?! And this will be the first installment of name-that-
song! Just look for these markings over a set of lyrics and then name-
that-song! You could win a new car!
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Chapter one: The morning I wish they'd just. . . WAKE THE FUCK UP, WAKE THE FUCK UP, WAKE THE FU. . . -Click-. Groggily, Evan removed his had from the radio. *A good song to wake up to, but I wonder. . .* "Who in the hell set that to go off?" He rhetorically asked, already knowing the answer, for there were only two people in the house, with his parents in Vegas and all. He looked down at his friend Mason Heidger, who had stayed the night after he decided that, after many hours of death matching on Red Faction 2, two o'clock in the morning was to late to go back home. Mason was busy pretending to sleep, a slight smile on his face. He was about 4-5 inches shorter that Evan. And according to most people, the blonde haired boy had a large nose, though none of his friends even noticed (or cared, for that matter).
"Shit" Evan plainly stated as he got up and went into the bathroom, taking a mostly empty cup from his dresser with him. A moment later he came back. And yet another moment later Mason was covered in a bad smelling mix of cold bathroom sink water and day-old Kool-Aid.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!? GODDAMMIT EVAN!!!" Shouted Mason. Filling the house with angry curses, Mason went to go get a shower, leaving Evan to laugh by himself.
"HA HA HA. . . oh that was good. I'll get breakfast ready" stated Evan, who didn't have to wait to use the shower, having got one the night before. "How many eggs and how do you want them?"
"Three, and sunny side up" yelled Mason. Evan waited for the immediately following "You dumb bastard" before heading downstairs to make their respective breakfasts.
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About 15 minutes later, the two had finished their breakfasts. "So, what do you wanna do?" Evan asked.
"Ahh. . . I don't know, what is there to do in Gaines?" responded Mason.
"You know what, we could search that old grain elevator."
"Why, to see if it's haunted, like everyone says?" Heidger sarcastically retorted.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not saying that it is haunted, but I have heard some pretty scary shit emanating from it." Evan declared.
"Shit, dude, nothing that exciting ever happens in Gaines. But let's check it out anyway." And so the boys went,. It didn't take them long (after all, the elevator was all of 300 yards away). And suddenly, they heard something. Something ungodly. A moan.
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"What the fuck was that!?!?!?" The duo screamed at the same time.
"Shit, I don't know about this." Evan remarked, the sound of fear on his voice.
"Dude, someone could be in trouble" Mason replied. Evan nodded his agreement and they ventured ever closer. And as suddenly as the unearthly moan came, there was a stench.
"Oh, fuck, what the hell is that?" Evan asked to no one in particular. *Oh wait, I remember that smell. . .* It was just a few months earlier. He was walking past some bushes when a dog jumped out of them. At first, it scared the hell out of him, but then it dropped something. A dead squirrel. As Evan peered closer at the dead animal, he noticed that there was a lot of decay. And then the smell hit him, almost making him puke. *Oh shit, if that's what I think it is, then this guy may be in one hell of a lot of trouble.* The boys both looked at each other and ran inside. *Apparently Mason recognizes the smell too.*
Almost immediately after they got in, they noticed him. He looked sick. REALLY sick. The face around his skin was flaking and almost hanging off. it looked as if his pupils were nonexistent. One of his arms was missing and there was blood around his mouth. "Um. . . Are you okay, man?" Evan inquired. "Mason, go call 911 or somethi. . ." The man was heading right toward them, seemingly impervious that his foot just fell off. "Holy mother fucking shit."
"Uh, hey, person, I think you close enough" Mason said as the guy came right toward him. it came up to 6 feet away from the boys and geld out his grasping hand. And then it lunged right at Evan's feet.
"HOLY FUCK, GET IT OFF!!!" Evan demanded. he tried to kick the guys face but the skin just came off on his shoes, making him scream. "AHHH AHHH AHHHHHH." it was just fitting it's mouth around Evan's ankle when -WHAP- there was a railroad spike imbedded in it's head. "Wha.. Wha.. What the hell was that?"
"I don't know, but lets get out of he. . ." Mason began to say before he was knocked unconscious.
"What the fu. . ." The last thing that Evan remembered seeing was a fist before the wave of darkness hit him.
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So, how was it so far? A new character, the first meeting with the undead, and a cliffhanger! Yes, this was short too, but then of course, most of my chapters will be. You see, I don't have a lot of time on my hand what with homework and stuff and I really only get time to write on the weekends, which means I can't write as much as I'd want to. But I promise that this story will get finished. In the mean time, review, you know you want to!
Chapter one: The morning I wish they'd just. . . WAKE THE FUCK UP, WAKE THE FUCK UP, WAKE THE FU. . . -Click-. Groggily, Evan removed his had from the radio. *A good song to wake up to, but I wonder. . .* "Who in the hell set that to go off?" He rhetorically asked, already knowing the answer, for there were only two people in the house, with his parents in Vegas and all. He looked down at his friend Mason Heidger, who had stayed the night after he decided that, after many hours of death matching on Red Faction 2, two o'clock in the morning was to late to go back home. Mason was busy pretending to sleep, a slight smile on his face. He was about 4-5 inches shorter that Evan. And according to most people, the blonde haired boy had a large nose, though none of his friends even noticed (or cared, for that matter).
"Shit" Evan plainly stated as he got up and went into the bathroom, taking a mostly empty cup from his dresser with him. A moment later he came back. And yet another moment later Mason was covered in a bad smelling mix of cold bathroom sink water and day-old Kool-Aid.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!? GODDAMMIT EVAN!!!" Shouted Mason. Filling the house with angry curses, Mason went to go get a shower, leaving Evan to laugh by himself.
"HA HA HA. . . oh that was good. I'll get breakfast ready" stated Evan, who didn't have to wait to use the shower, having got one the night before. "How many eggs and how do you want them?"
"Three, and sunny side up" yelled Mason. Evan waited for the immediately following "You dumb bastard" before heading downstairs to make their respective breakfasts.
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About 15 minutes later, the two had finished their breakfasts. "So, what do you wanna do?" Evan asked.
"Ahh. . . I don't know, what is there to do in Gaines?" responded Mason.
"You know what, we could search that old grain elevator."
"Why, to see if it's haunted, like everyone says?" Heidger sarcastically retorted.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not saying that it is haunted, but I have heard some pretty scary shit emanating from it." Evan declared.
"Shit, dude, nothing that exciting ever happens in Gaines. But let's check it out anyway." And so the boys went,. It didn't take them long (after all, the elevator was all of 300 yards away). And suddenly, they heard something. Something ungodly. A moan.
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"What the fuck was that!?!?!?" The duo screamed at the same time.
"Shit, I don't know about this." Evan remarked, the sound of fear on his voice.
"Dude, someone could be in trouble" Mason replied. Evan nodded his agreement and they ventured ever closer. And as suddenly as the unearthly moan came, there was a stench.
"Oh, fuck, what the hell is that?" Evan asked to no one in particular. *Oh wait, I remember that smell. . .* It was just a few months earlier. He was walking past some bushes when a dog jumped out of them. At first, it scared the hell out of him, but then it dropped something. A dead squirrel. As Evan peered closer at the dead animal, he noticed that there was a lot of decay. And then the smell hit him, almost making him puke. *Oh shit, if that's what I think it is, then this guy may be in one hell of a lot of trouble.* The boys both looked at each other and ran inside. *Apparently Mason recognizes the smell too.*
Almost immediately after they got in, they noticed him. He looked sick. REALLY sick. The face around his skin was flaking and almost hanging off. it looked as if his pupils were nonexistent. One of his arms was missing and there was blood around his mouth. "Um. . . Are you okay, man?" Evan inquired. "Mason, go call 911 or somethi. . ." The man was heading right toward them, seemingly impervious that his foot just fell off. "Holy mother fucking shit."
"Uh, hey, person, I think you close enough" Mason said as the guy came right toward him. it came up to 6 feet away from the boys and geld out his grasping hand. And then it lunged right at Evan's feet.
"HOLY FUCK, GET IT OFF!!!" Evan demanded. he tried to kick the guys face but the skin just came off on his shoes, making him scream. "AHHH AHHH AHHHHHH." it was just fitting it's mouth around Evan's ankle when -WHAP- there was a railroad spike imbedded in it's head. "Wha.. Wha.. What the hell was that?"
"I don't know, but lets get out of he. . ." Mason began to say before he was knocked unconscious.
"What the fu. . ." The last thing that Evan remembered seeing was a fist before the wave of darkness hit him.
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So, how was it so far? A new character, the first meeting with the undead, and a cliffhanger! Yes, this was short too, but then of course, most of my chapters will be. You see, I don't have a lot of time on my hand what with homework and stuff and I really only get time to write on the weekends, which means I can't write as much as I'd want to. But I promise that this story will get finished. In the mean time, review, you know you want to!
