Resident Evil: End Game
Chapter 5
In the eerie silence of the afternoon, a single airplane began to descend to the ground in Manitou, Kansas. The landing gear began to emerge from the bottom of the plane as it neared the ground, and, within a few second, it began to touch the hard pavement of the landing strip. It bounced for a moment, hit the ground again, and slowly, the plane lowered until all of it was on the ground. Its speed began to lower as it cruised along the cement, and it finally came to a stop in about a minute. One of the personel on the ground began to quickly move a 'staircase' on wheels towards the door of the plane, and another one came to see if it was in the correct position. Nodding in approval, his hand moved to the radio clipped onto his belt, and he spoke into it, giving the staff inside the plane the signal to open the door of the plane, who did so quietly, grinning to the large number of passengers inside.
"Thank you for flying on American Airlines...," she said softly brushing back a lock of blonde hair before bowing curtly towards the group. "Please come again, and have a nice day."
"That's what we intend to do," Jill Valentine whispered as she hastily walked past the attendant and onto the staircase, grinning softly. "We're gonna have a very good time."
The attendant nodded sheepishly before turning towards the others, while Jill descended the stairs with Chris Redfield behind her, who was half-asleep at the moment. Jill was lucky that he didn't suddenly trip and topple over...that would have been embarrassing. Behind him was Barry, and then Claire, who had her left arm hooked around Leon's right arm. Rebecca came out next, rubbing the back of her head and grinning in anxiety, whilst Carlos and Alice made their way out. Jill waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs for the others, and, when she was certain they were all on the stairs, she began to move away towards the main building in the airport. Brad said he and Rachel would meet them there, and she didn't want to be late... She grabbed Chris' right arm and proceeded to drag him through the area, not stopping until they were inside the building, where they waited for the others. They didn't have to wait long, for the rest of the group walked in with great haste...obviously, they were anxious to see their old friends, as well as the new member of their...anti-Umbrella gang, Rachel.
Jill looked around the building curiously, watching as other people rushed past to get to their planes, but were denied...for, on the screen that showed the schedules of departures...all the planes were cancelled for the moment...delayed. *That's odd...what's going on? Maybe there's a storm or something?*
She, as well as the others, failed to notice the trucks out back, where the planes landed, that were labeled with the red and white Umbrella logo.
"So, where are they?" Chris was asking in a light-hearted voice, a grin set upon his face. "I can't wait to see ol' Chickenheart!"
"Neither can I, Chris," Barry whispered with a grin, looking around curiously before patting the boy's shoulder in a brotherly manner. "I can't wait to see my kids...my wife..."
"You'll see them again," Jill replied firmly, staring up at him and sighing. Barry looked down for a moment, then sighed.
"I know...," he replied softly. "I hope... I mean, what if...*they* took them? What if-"
"No more what-ifs," Rebecca cut in, walking past the three with Alice close behind, as well as Carlos, who was now looking over to the blonde-haired newcomer with a wide and charming grin, causing a blush to appear on her face. The youngest S.T.A.R.S. member looked at them for a moment, then smiled before turning back to Barry. "We'll find out soon enough, hmm?"
"Yeah...," the older man replied gruffly, stuffing his hands into his pockets and nodding. "You're right, 'Becca..."
The girl patted his back lightly, sighing. "Don't worry, Barry...you'll see them soon enough."
Alice looked over to them for a minute, then flicked a lock of her hair back over her shoulder, blinking at Jill and Chris before looking down the crowded halls of the airport. "Where are your friends?" she asked solemnly, her eyes locking on two people who were walking towards them.
Jill followed her gaze, then grinned suddenly, lunging forward and laughing out. Chris blinked and looked over to her, watching as two people came up to the group, one of them, the man, grinning sheepishly. The brunette who was with him smiled shyly before hurrying to his side, while the man hugged Jill tightly before cocking his head at the others.
"Brad goddamned Vickers," Barry whispered, grinning suddenly and hurrying forward to grab the man's hand and shake it. "It's great to see you again!"
Brad grinned at him and took the hand, shaking it and laughing out. "Barry!" he cried out. "It's damn good to see you again!"
Rebecca was next, shaking his hand, then hugging him lightly, laughing before running over to Jill's side. Claire acted much the same way, for they had been aquainted before when Chris brought her along to the S.T.A.R.S. office before the mansion incident. Leon and he shook hands, introducing themselves, as did Alice, while Carlos sook his hand and patted him on the back in greetings. FInally, Brad and Chris stood face to face with each other, blinking. They hadn't been on the best of terms ever since the mansion...
"Chickenheart," Chris began, speaking slowly, as well as a spark of recognition in Brad's eyes when he heard the nickname he had been called so many years ago.
"Chris," Brad replied in the same tone his 'rival' had used, blinking.
Silence, then Chris held out one hand, speaking in a light-hearted tone of voice. "It's good to see you again, pilot."
Brad paused for a moment, then smiled and took the hand. "It's good to see you, too, marksman."
They shook their hands and grinned at each other, while Brad turned around to face the girl who was hiding behind him. She nodded towards her, then wrapped an arm around her shoulder, turning to face everyone while Rachel grinned softly.
"Guys, this is the ex-Umbrella scientist I was telling you about," he announced proudly, a wide grin upon his face. "Her name's Rachel Kinston."
"Hey," she said meekly, blushing and shaking the hands of the ex-S.T.A.R.S., who now began to rush forward and introduce themselves. Chris, in the meanwhile, smirked and turned to the pilot, snickering.
"So, you got yourself a girlfriend, Brad?" he asked, grinning madly, his arm now wrapped around Jill's waist, like he always did when they stood beside each other.
Brad's face turned crimson almost immediantly, and he turned to face him, smiling and nodding. He nodded his head to where Chris had his arms around the other girl's waist, then chuckled. "Looks like you two are still...uh...hitting it off, hmm?"
Chris grinned sheepishly, blushing, as did Jill, before nodding. Brad grinned at them, then frowned, looking around the area again before turning to face Jill, uncertaintity and confusion upon his face. "Where's David and John?"
Jill shifted her gaze to the ground, nervously shuffling her feet and turning to Chris, who gave a sigh of surrender and turned to the ex-pilot, unsure of how to explain. "They...," he began, "...David was...killed..." A pause. "So...was John...by Umbrella's monsters in a facility in Europe..."
Brad froze, then looked down, a sullen expression on his face. Rachel closed her eyes for a moment, then shook her head. However, Chris saw a deeper expression of sadness behind Brad's eyes, and he seriously doubted it was just about this. He blinked, then cocked his head, while the others finally saw what he saw. "Brad?" he asked softly, shaking his head. "Something wrong?"
Brad sighed, and Rachel looked over to him, reading the expression on his face and turning slowly to face the group before her. She paused for a moment, nodded her head, unsure of how to begin. Did she really want to reveal the truth to this group? Things had been going fine...but with the bad news... Rachel took a deep breath before looking up at them, using her courage to tell them what was going on.
"Cannibal attacks," she murmured slowly, staring at the ground for a moment while she gained the utmost attention of the ex-S.T.A.R.S. members. "Cannibal attacks...are starting up here...Just this morning..."
"It's déjä vu," Brad whispered hastily, looking up to come eye to eye with the group in front of them, who now had looks of shocked plastered over their faces. "God, it was so sudden. It started in northern Manitou...a dog and a cat...were found dead in an alleyway...and then some guy got bitten by them...I guess, before they were found? They were undead before, but somebody killed them and took off...but the zombie...started attacking the other people who got near...They're spreading all over Manitou... Now Umbrella's placed...the city under martial law..."
"Like Raccoon," Jill breathed, her face growing pale and her eyes growing wide. She rubbed her forehead, as if she had a headache, but it was only from the memories of the undead city they had been in five years ago that came flooding back. When she looked up again, the world began to spin ever so slightly, and she froze for a few seconds before staring at Brad and Rachel, gulping. "Where's Rowan, Sherry, and Gartha?"
Claire tensened up at the name of Sherry Birkin, for she missed her dearly... She had escaped Raccoon City with Leon and her, and they haven't seen each other in so long...
"Sherry and Rowan went to pick up their friends...they were supposed to meet up again today." He paused, then stared up at them for a moment, sighing deeply. "This isn't good..."
"Understatement of the year, bud," Carlos murmered, patting Brad lightly on the back before heading towards the center of the crowded room they stood in, before turning around and facing them again. "Let's go find them...get past Umbrella's troops somehow. Where's Gartha?"
"Still in Manitou...," Rachel whispered, looking up. "Oh *shit*, she's gonna be in trouble, we've gotta get her!"
Jill nodded, then turned to walk up to Carlos, motioning for the others to follow them. She was about to open her mouth to speak when about ten loud screams erupted from the southern entrance of the airport. They could make out the words that were being shouted just dimly before others began to scream and run...
"Oh my GOD!! They're hurt!"
"They're dead! They're zombies!!"
"AUGH!! SOMEBODY, HELP ME!! PLEASE!!"
Chris, Carlos, Jill, Rebecca, Barry, Alice, Leon, Claire, Brad, and Rachel exchanged nervous glances, acknowledging each other with a nod before turning and running for the northern entrance, where they would get out of the airport and head for the Umbrella trucks. This was it, there was no turning back...al hell had broken out in Manitou, Kansas...
Unfortunately for them, they didn't see the large group of undead beging to exit the city, stumbling into the hills and into the forests, crying out for blood and flesh and attacking random creatures in their path, leaving dead and undead carcasses of animals in their wake. Slowly, the zombies began to shamble towards the next city, where even more fresh flesh wafted in their nostrils...for they could still smell the blood of the humans and creatures that still lived. They moaned louder, still scrambling past each other in a great haste to get to the next town, where the food awaited...to the city of Topeka, and then...Birchenville...where Rowan, Sherry, and Shiva continued down to pick up the rest of their friends.
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Sorry for any typos...I'm in a hurry, and I'm in a really bad mood. The next chapter will be better, I swear!!
Chapter 5
In the eerie silence of the afternoon, a single airplane began to descend to the ground in Manitou, Kansas. The landing gear began to emerge from the bottom of the plane as it neared the ground, and, within a few second, it began to touch the hard pavement of the landing strip. It bounced for a moment, hit the ground again, and slowly, the plane lowered until all of it was on the ground. Its speed began to lower as it cruised along the cement, and it finally came to a stop in about a minute. One of the personel on the ground began to quickly move a 'staircase' on wheels towards the door of the plane, and another one came to see if it was in the correct position. Nodding in approval, his hand moved to the radio clipped onto his belt, and he spoke into it, giving the staff inside the plane the signal to open the door of the plane, who did so quietly, grinning to the large number of passengers inside.
"Thank you for flying on American Airlines...," she said softly brushing back a lock of blonde hair before bowing curtly towards the group. "Please come again, and have a nice day."
"That's what we intend to do," Jill Valentine whispered as she hastily walked past the attendant and onto the staircase, grinning softly. "We're gonna have a very good time."
The attendant nodded sheepishly before turning towards the others, while Jill descended the stairs with Chris Redfield behind her, who was half-asleep at the moment. Jill was lucky that he didn't suddenly trip and topple over...that would have been embarrassing. Behind him was Barry, and then Claire, who had her left arm hooked around Leon's right arm. Rebecca came out next, rubbing the back of her head and grinning in anxiety, whilst Carlos and Alice made their way out. Jill waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs for the others, and, when she was certain they were all on the stairs, she began to move away towards the main building in the airport. Brad said he and Rachel would meet them there, and she didn't want to be late... She grabbed Chris' right arm and proceeded to drag him through the area, not stopping until they were inside the building, where they waited for the others. They didn't have to wait long, for the rest of the group walked in with great haste...obviously, they were anxious to see their old friends, as well as the new member of their...anti-Umbrella gang, Rachel.
Jill looked around the building curiously, watching as other people rushed past to get to their planes, but were denied...for, on the screen that showed the schedules of departures...all the planes were cancelled for the moment...delayed. *That's odd...what's going on? Maybe there's a storm or something?*
She, as well as the others, failed to notice the trucks out back, where the planes landed, that were labeled with the red and white Umbrella logo.
"So, where are they?" Chris was asking in a light-hearted voice, a grin set upon his face. "I can't wait to see ol' Chickenheart!"
"Neither can I, Chris," Barry whispered with a grin, looking around curiously before patting the boy's shoulder in a brotherly manner. "I can't wait to see my kids...my wife..."
"You'll see them again," Jill replied firmly, staring up at him and sighing. Barry looked down for a moment, then sighed.
"I know...," he replied softly. "I hope... I mean, what if...*they* took them? What if-"
"No more what-ifs," Rebecca cut in, walking past the three with Alice close behind, as well as Carlos, who was now looking over to the blonde-haired newcomer with a wide and charming grin, causing a blush to appear on her face. The youngest S.T.A.R.S. member looked at them for a moment, then smiled before turning back to Barry. "We'll find out soon enough, hmm?"
"Yeah...," the older man replied gruffly, stuffing his hands into his pockets and nodding. "You're right, 'Becca..."
The girl patted his back lightly, sighing. "Don't worry, Barry...you'll see them soon enough."
Alice looked over to them for a minute, then flicked a lock of her hair back over her shoulder, blinking at Jill and Chris before looking down the crowded halls of the airport. "Where are your friends?" she asked solemnly, her eyes locking on two people who were walking towards them.
Jill followed her gaze, then grinned suddenly, lunging forward and laughing out. Chris blinked and looked over to her, watching as two people came up to the group, one of them, the man, grinning sheepishly. The brunette who was with him smiled shyly before hurrying to his side, while the man hugged Jill tightly before cocking his head at the others.
"Brad goddamned Vickers," Barry whispered, grinning suddenly and hurrying forward to grab the man's hand and shake it. "It's great to see you again!"
Brad grinned at him and took the hand, shaking it and laughing out. "Barry!" he cried out. "It's damn good to see you again!"
Rebecca was next, shaking his hand, then hugging him lightly, laughing before running over to Jill's side. Claire acted much the same way, for they had been aquainted before when Chris brought her along to the S.T.A.R.S. office before the mansion incident. Leon and he shook hands, introducing themselves, as did Alice, while Carlos sook his hand and patted him on the back in greetings. FInally, Brad and Chris stood face to face with each other, blinking. They hadn't been on the best of terms ever since the mansion...
"Chickenheart," Chris began, speaking slowly, as well as a spark of recognition in Brad's eyes when he heard the nickname he had been called so many years ago.
"Chris," Brad replied in the same tone his 'rival' had used, blinking.
Silence, then Chris held out one hand, speaking in a light-hearted tone of voice. "It's good to see you again, pilot."
Brad paused for a moment, then smiled and took the hand. "It's good to see you, too, marksman."
They shook their hands and grinned at each other, while Brad turned around to face the girl who was hiding behind him. She nodded towards her, then wrapped an arm around her shoulder, turning to face everyone while Rachel grinned softly.
"Guys, this is the ex-Umbrella scientist I was telling you about," he announced proudly, a wide grin upon his face. "Her name's Rachel Kinston."
"Hey," she said meekly, blushing and shaking the hands of the ex-S.T.A.R.S., who now began to rush forward and introduce themselves. Chris, in the meanwhile, smirked and turned to the pilot, snickering.
"So, you got yourself a girlfriend, Brad?" he asked, grinning madly, his arm now wrapped around Jill's waist, like he always did when they stood beside each other.
Brad's face turned crimson almost immediantly, and he turned to face him, smiling and nodding. He nodded his head to where Chris had his arms around the other girl's waist, then chuckled. "Looks like you two are still...uh...hitting it off, hmm?"
Chris grinned sheepishly, blushing, as did Jill, before nodding. Brad grinned at them, then frowned, looking around the area again before turning to face Jill, uncertaintity and confusion upon his face. "Where's David and John?"
Jill shifted her gaze to the ground, nervously shuffling her feet and turning to Chris, who gave a sigh of surrender and turned to the ex-pilot, unsure of how to explain. "They...," he began, "...David was...killed..." A pause. "So...was John...by Umbrella's monsters in a facility in Europe..."
Brad froze, then looked down, a sullen expression on his face. Rachel closed her eyes for a moment, then shook her head. However, Chris saw a deeper expression of sadness behind Brad's eyes, and he seriously doubted it was just about this. He blinked, then cocked his head, while the others finally saw what he saw. "Brad?" he asked softly, shaking his head. "Something wrong?"
Brad sighed, and Rachel looked over to him, reading the expression on his face and turning slowly to face the group before her. She paused for a moment, nodded her head, unsure of how to begin. Did she really want to reveal the truth to this group? Things had been going fine...but with the bad news... Rachel took a deep breath before looking up at them, using her courage to tell them what was going on.
"Cannibal attacks," she murmured slowly, staring at the ground for a moment while she gained the utmost attention of the ex-S.T.A.R.S. members. "Cannibal attacks...are starting up here...Just this morning..."
"It's déjä vu," Brad whispered hastily, looking up to come eye to eye with the group in front of them, who now had looks of shocked plastered over their faces. "God, it was so sudden. It started in northern Manitou...a dog and a cat...were found dead in an alleyway...and then some guy got bitten by them...I guess, before they were found? They were undead before, but somebody killed them and took off...but the zombie...started attacking the other people who got near...They're spreading all over Manitou... Now Umbrella's placed...the city under martial law..."
"Like Raccoon," Jill breathed, her face growing pale and her eyes growing wide. She rubbed her forehead, as if she had a headache, but it was only from the memories of the undead city they had been in five years ago that came flooding back. When she looked up again, the world began to spin ever so slightly, and she froze for a few seconds before staring at Brad and Rachel, gulping. "Where's Rowan, Sherry, and Gartha?"
Claire tensened up at the name of Sherry Birkin, for she missed her dearly... She had escaped Raccoon City with Leon and her, and they haven't seen each other in so long...
"Sherry and Rowan went to pick up their friends...they were supposed to meet up again today." He paused, then stared up at them for a moment, sighing deeply. "This isn't good..."
"Understatement of the year, bud," Carlos murmered, patting Brad lightly on the back before heading towards the center of the crowded room they stood in, before turning around and facing them again. "Let's go find them...get past Umbrella's troops somehow. Where's Gartha?"
"Still in Manitou...," Rachel whispered, looking up. "Oh *shit*, she's gonna be in trouble, we've gotta get her!"
Jill nodded, then turned to walk up to Carlos, motioning for the others to follow them. She was about to open her mouth to speak when about ten loud screams erupted from the southern entrance of the airport. They could make out the words that were being shouted just dimly before others began to scream and run...
"Oh my GOD!! They're hurt!"
"They're dead! They're zombies!!"
"AUGH!! SOMEBODY, HELP ME!! PLEASE!!"
Chris, Carlos, Jill, Rebecca, Barry, Alice, Leon, Claire, Brad, and Rachel exchanged nervous glances, acknowledging each other with a nod before turning and running for the northern entrance, where they would get out of the airport and head for the Umbrella trucks. This was it, there was no turning back...al hell had broken out in Manitou, Kansas...
Unfortunately for them, they didn't see the large group of undead beging to exit the city, stumbling into the hills and into the forests, crying out for blood and flesh and attacking random creatures in their path, leaving dead and undead carcasses of animals in their wake. Slowly, the zombies began to shamble towards the next city, where even more fresh flesh wafted in their nostrils...for they could still smell the blood of the humans and creatures that still lived. They moaned louder, still scrambling past each other in a great haste to get to the next town, where the food awaited...to the city of Topeka, and then...Birchenville...where Rowan, Sherry, and Shiva continued down to pick up the rest of their friends.
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Sorry for any typos...I'm in a hurry, and I'm in a really bad mood. The next chapter will be better, I swear!!