PANIC
BY:
THE JACKAL
RATED R
(ENGLISH)
Notice: This is my first Resident Evil fan fiction so don't be to harsh. This takes place before the "Resident Evil" movie, pretty much what was happening while Alice "Mila Jovovich" was in Raccoon City Hospital.
Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil nor am I affiliated with it. I am not writing this fan fiction to make money and nor shall I profit from this. This was written for the enjoyment of myself and others.
Summary: Chris McKenzie an ordinary residence of Raccoon City encounters the horrors of Umbrella. Please read and review.
Contact: If you would like to contact me about my story then please e-mail at SneakyJackal@hotmail.com
CHAPTER 1
SERENE
It was a crisp Saturday in Raccoon City. The air was warm and calm as it blew through a group of small suburbs. The sound of barking dogs and running lawnmowers could be heard as they echoed through the quiet neighborhood. Loud noises of cracking jump ropes beat the ground queued by small cheers of laugher. A small blue house stood at the end of the street. The windows of the house were transparent, flushed by sharp white panels. The grass was radiant as it was tranquilized between the edges of the dirt stained sidewalk. A white Honda Civic was parked in the driveway, Chris' window was clearly visible on the side of the house.
Chris rolled over on the side of his bed trying to go back to sleep, his dark brown hair gently shuffling his pillows. Chris' deep brown eyes were closed as his nose squinted after every deep breath. His lips gently brushed against his covers almost concealing his face. His 5'9 body frame nearly reached the edge of his bed as he rattled the covers once more.
Just then his mother walked in. His mother, at 5'7 barely edged the top of the door frame. Her gentle blue eyes were fixed on Chris who still was tranquilly sleeping.
"It's time to wake up!" Ms. McKenzie pleaded, softly nudging her hands on Chris' motionless body.
"Its Satur...I'm sleeping in." Chris whimpered, violently turning the covers over his face.
"Your not sleeping in today!" "You have to come with me to the bank and take care of some errands." Ms. McKenzie responded nudging Chris more furiously.
"What the...I'm not 12 anymore Mom." "Why don't you take Erika with you, I'm sure she'd enjoy the boredom." Chris replied as his fingers slowly rubbed deeply against his eye brows.
"Erika spent the night at Shelly's house." Ms. McKenzie answered, her voice slowly growing angrier.
"I'm not going. "I am tired." Chris softly yawned.
"Your coming with me whether you like it or not." "Now get dressed and brush your teeth, we are leaving in an hour." Ms. McKenzie yelled as her eyes flooded with anger.
"Mom, why can't I stay here?" Chris pleaded trying not to enrage his mother.
"Because I want some company." Ms. McKenzie replied.
"Even if your company is not happy to be there." Chris retorted.
Ms. McKenzie surprised at Chris' response, raise her hand and slapped Chris in his face. "Don't talk back to me!" "Get dressed...Now!" Ms. McKenzie yelled.
"Alright chill." Chris answered.
Ms. McKenzie slapped Chris again, "Don't you fucking chill me!"
Infuriated, Ms. McKenzie walked out of Chris' room and into the kitchen.
"Damn woman, PMS kills people." Chris thought to himself.
Chris jumped in his bed and turned on his stereo. The radio station was playing System Of A Down.
"Now somewhere between the sacred silence of sleep.
Sacred silence of sleep.
Somewhere, between the sacred silence of sleep disorder, disorder, disorder!
Disorder...Disorder!"
The lyrics traveled through his brain as Chris began to hum slowly to himself.
Just then he heard his mom yell, "Chris turn that fucking radio off and get dressed."
"Yeah!" Chris yelled twisting the radio knob.
"Damn she is stressing mad today." Chris commented putting his clothes on.
His denim jeans barely touched his waist as he slowly pulled them up. His undershirt was nearly tight enough to display his somewhat built body, topping it off with a blue buttoned shirt which Chris purposely left unbuttoned.
After quickly dressing Chris picked up his watch and walked out of his room, his watch read 1:30.
"Ready to leave hunny?" Ms. McKenzie asked.
"Yea..." Chris answered with hesitation.
"Well then let's go." Ms. McKenzie ordered.
Chris and his mother walked out of their house. Chris leaving, noticed his mother was still at the door carefully making sure they were secure before walked away. They then got into the car and began their drive towards First Raccoon Bank.
-=Outside Umbrella Executive Building=-
1:30 P.M.
A crowd of people gathered outside the Umbrella building, their portly shadows transcended around the building as they chanted with picket signs. The Umbrella building was tall and adorned with very large white windows. Outside a small statue stood at the front of the building with an Umbrella insignia on it. A bright white van soon pulled up in front of the building. A large banner was painted on the side of it that read "RCN10" "We're on top of things."
A tall blonde woman stepped out of the van, her royal blue skirt almost seemed unnoticeable to the angry crowd.
"This is Angela Warren reporting live at the scene of the Umbrella Corporations Executive Building." "Here we have protestors from all over the city who oppose Umbrella's new health drug "Sano." Angela said cautiously walking closer to the crowd.
Angela held out her microphone, "Hello sir what do you think about Sano?"
The man replied, "Because of Umbrella my son is in the hospital!" "Umbrella is nothing but a bunch of money grubbing idiots!" Angela turned her face back to the camera man, "Well there you have it, Umbrella's new drug a menace?"
"Mom...why is everyone standing outside Umbrella?" Chris asked as their car slowly passed the Umbrella building.
"I don't know sweetie, they probably messed up again." Ms. McKenzie answered knowing all too well that Umbrella was up to its usual tricks.
"Messed up?" Chris pondered.
"These days all anyone cares about is money and power." "Umbrella has the money to buy half the city." "With that kind of power of coarse someone is going to be a little angry." Ms. McKenzie explained.
Chris looked outside the car window. People crowded the entrance like cockroaches ready to storm an open refrigerator. The group of people were immediately met by Umbrella security. Soon after a couple of military dressed operatives walked out of the building hurrying into a black tinted limousine. As soon as they entered the black leather interior, people moved away from the building and tried to block the vehicle from leaving. Protestors banged the stalled picket signs, loud crashes of snapping wood reverberated inside the car.
-=Inside Black Lincoln Limousine=-
1:35 P.M.
A tall military dressed individual appeared out of the shadows and signaled the driver, "Drive!" "We have to get out of this mess."
"Yes sir." The chauffeur replied trying to get the vehicle moving.
A cold shiver ran down the chauffeur's spine has he tried to accelerate the vehicle.
"Sir I don't think we are going to be able to move." The chauffeur replied almost choking on his words.
"What do I pay you for!" "Run over the son's of bitches!" The military dressed individual replied.
The chauffeur gassed the vehicle precariously almost sending a fellow protestor flying across the windshield. Nearby protestors seeing this unjust act began to kick the vehicle as it sped away from the building.
"So do we have a deal?" An Umbrella Scientist asked.
"How can we be sure it works?" A man asked keeping his face stilled in the shadows.
"We have detailed files from one of our underground testing facilities that clearly indicate 'human reanimation' and even mutation." The Umbrella Scientist explained.
"If you don't mind I would like to review these files" A man requested.
"As long as we have a deal." The Umbrella Scientist reiterated.
Chris and his mother finally arrived at First Raccoon Bank. Ms. McKenzie parked the car in front of the bright laborious building. The parking lot was nearly empty and there was little activity outside. Large gold stencils reading, "FRB" sketched the face of bank.
"Are you coming inside or are you just going to stay inside the car?" Ms. McKenzie asked.
"I think I am just going to just chill in the car." Chris replied.
Angry with Chris' response, Ms. McKenzie approached the bank trying to veil her emotion. Approaching the entrance, Ms. McKenzie was blinded by the reflection of light through the rotating glass doors.
"Wow there's no lines." Ms. McKenzie thought as she approached the teller.
"Hey Bill I didn't know you worked here." Ms. McKenzie smiled
"Oh hi Vanessa." "Yeah I got tired of working for Umbrella." Bill answered.
"Yeah we all miss you at the office." Vanessa said.
"So how are the kids?" Vanessa asked.
"They are doing just fine, you know how kids are in the summer." Bill responded trying to cover up the wound on his arm.
"Well its good to see that you're doing..." "Oh my gosh, what happened to your arm?" Vanessa gasped staring at Bill's arm.
The deep gash on his arm bared a dark purple color. The surrounding around of the cut looked like a wave of angry scabs ready to jump off his skin. The wound was easy seen and far from healed.
"Oh this...Oh its nothing really, the doctor said I would be fine." Bill answered uneasy.
"Are you alright?" "How did it happen?" Vanessa asked compassionately.
"I was coming home from an afternoon jog and a dog came out of nowhere and attacked me." Bill explained.
"Are you serious?" "Those `things` have been on the news." Vanessa added.
"The doctor checked out my arm and gave me a rabies shot just to make sure." Bill said.
"Well that's good." Vanessa replied as she reached into her purse.
"Well Ms. Vanessa what would you like today?" Bill joked pretending to be formal.
"Hmmmmmm...I want to go lay out on the hot beach and watch the waves crash against the sand." Vanessa joked giving her an almost erotic feeling of the thought. She then handed him her drivers license and bank card.
Bill smiled as he took Vanessa's bank card and drivers license and swiped them on an electronic reader.
"Withdraw." Vanessa replied.
"How much?" Bill asked looking at Vanessa's information on the computer screen.
"Those must be the new ones eh?" Vanessa remarked.
"Yeah...Courtesy of Umbrella." Bill sighed.
"Yeah I'm surprised this isn't called Umbrella First National Bank." Vanessa joked.
"So how much would you like to take out of your account?" "According to the computer your current balance is $35,929." Bill replied ignoring Vanessa's remark.
"I need a hundred and fifty." Vanessa responded.
Bill punched in a bunch of information in the computer and pulled out one hundred and fifty dollars from the register and handed it to Vanessa."
"Thank you." Vanessa said putting the money into her purse.
"Your welcome." Bill responded.
"Well it was nice seeing you again Bill." Vanessa replied.
"You too." Bill said watching as Vanessa exited the bank.
As Ms. McKenzie walked out of the bank she noticed Chris was still sitting in the car. Ms. McKenzie expecting Chris eager to leave she sensed his eyes were deeply incarcerated on a girl using the ATM machine on the side of the building.
Chris watched as this brown haired knock out stood at the front of the machine. As a calm breeze went by her hair glistened through the bright sunlight. The breeze kindly peeved the white skirt and blue top she was wearing. Her simple pearl eyes were focused on the glared ATM monitor.
"What are you looking at?" Ms. McKenzie interrupted unlocking her door and sliding into car.
"Oh...Nothing." Chris answered quickly turning his gaze off the young girl.
"Uh huh." Ms. McKenzie replied sharing a disgruntled look.
Chris' face quickly changed from its natural peachy color to a dark apple red. Realizing that he had been staring at the girl for a long time he quickly changed the subject, "Where are we off to next?"
"Hmmmmmm almost 3:00, do you want to get something to eat?" Ms. McKenzie replied.
"No." Chris answered ignoring the silent rumbling of his stomach."
"Your still mad at me aren't you." Ms. McKenzie asked almost ready for a rude response.
"Why um..." Chris murmured moving his hands on the side of the door.
"You need to fucking grow up!" "That's what you need to be doing." Ms. McKenzie yelled quickly changing her tone.
Chris sat back in his seat and focused his eyes out of the window. He hated when his Mom preached to him, he hated when anyone preached.
"Your lucky I don't make you get a job." "When I was your age my father made me work." "Your ass needs to be working instead of sleeping in the house all day." Ms. McKenzie angrily spoke.
"Look Mom I'm sorry I didn't mean..." Chris said hoping she would calm down.
"No your not!" "Damn teenagers, MTV done rotted your brains." Ms. McKenzie yelled.
"God damn she need some Midol." Chris uttered not realizing he had said that out loud.
Ms. McKenzie's eyes immediately filled with rage. She quickly, as if it was a reflex slapped Chris in the face. Her hand crashed against his jaw bone with a loud clash leaving a pink silhouette on his face.
"When I'm through with you, your gonna need some damn Midol." Ms. McKenzie threatened.
"Alright! Alright!" Chris squeaked putting his hands up to shield his face.
Ms. McKenzie took a hard right into a Wendy's pull up window visibly showing her anger.
"What do you want!" Ms. McKenzie yelled still angry at Chris' comments.
Chris stared at the menu and flashed back on the girl he saw at the bank.
"Damn she had a fine ass." Chris thought.
Ms. McKenzie growing angry shoved Chris. "Wake up!"
Chris quickly snapped up realizing that he had dozed off.
"I want two Jr. Bacon's and a Coke." Chris answered.
A voice through the microphone immediately followed, "May I take your order."
"Yes, I would like two Jr. Bacon's, a Jr. Cheeseburger, and a chili, and three medium Cokes." Ms. McKenzie replied simulating a happy voice.
"That will be ten eighteen." The casher responded.
Ms. McKenzie pulled the car up to the window and handed the cashier the money. The cashier deposited it in the register and handed her the food and drinks. Chris opened the bag and checked it thoroughly making sure that all of the items are in there.
"Thank you." Ms. McKenzie smiled pulling out of the Wendy's.
"So where are we going next?" Chris asked taking a small sip of his Coke.
"We are going to pick up your sister at Shelly's house and then we are going home." Ms. McKenzie replied.
"Oh my fucking god, she woke me up just to go to the bank with her!" Chris thought leaving a frustrated expression on his face.
"What's your problem Chris?" Ms. McKenzie asked ignoring Chris' facial expression.
"Nothing..." Chris shot back.
The rest of the drive to Shelly's house was quiet. The car was filled with faint sounds of drink slurps and the clinging of keys.
-=Shelly's House=-
3:00 P.M.
A brown haired teenage girl appeared laying comfortably on a bed. Her light blue eyes were focused on the magazine she was reading. Her face was deeply wrapped in her reading material. Another girl appeared sitting in a chair next to her. Looking a little younger her face was showing a bit anxiety as she tinkered with her belly button.
"So when is your mom coming?" Shelly asked flipping through a magazine.
"I'm not sure?" "Hey do you think she'll notice?" Erika asked rubbing her hands against her belly button.
"If you keep touching it she will." Shelly answered closing the magazine.
"I'm really tired." Erika yawned.
"Yeah we didn't go to bed till like 2:00." Shelly laughed reminiscing the events of the night before.
"Is your mom still sleeping?" Erika asked as she stretched her arms.
"Yeah I think so why?" Shelly asked.
"No reason, just wondering." Erika responded.
Just then a white Honda Civic pulled into the drive way. The car could clearly be heard through the house.
"Chris go get your sister." Ms. McKenzie ordered as she adjusted her rear view mirror.
"Right." Chris replied letting out a deep sigh.
Chris walked up to the front door and pressed the doorbell. He could hear it softly filling the house.
Shelly's house was very typical. A "Welcome Home" place mat stood at the entrance of the front door. Numerous pictures of family and friends hang on the walls and tables. Her hallways were empty and narrow as the doorbell ring quickly entered the room.
"Hey your brother is here." Shelly said jumping up.
"And?" Erika lilted casually laying back.
"Your not going to get up are you?" Shelly laughed.
"Why should I?" Erika fumed letting out a soft yawn.
Shelly sighed and walked to the door. Chris patiently rang the doorbell again.
"Hey Chris." Shelly greeted opening the door.
Shelly was wearing very tight denim jeans and a crisp apple red top exposing her belly button ring. Chris uninterested at Shelly's quite ravishing body, walked inside the house.
"So where's dump face?" Chris asked impatiently.
"Oh Erika is in my room." Shelly giggled.
"Tell her to get up before I come in there and wake her up." Chris demanded.
"Okay." Shelly said letting out another giggle.
Shelly walked towards her room while Chris waited patiently on the couch.
"Hey he's really mad at you." Shelly announced coming into her room.
"Like I care." Erika said putting her tooth brush into her back pack.
"Whatever." Shelly replied.
Erika slung her backpack on her shoulders and walked out. Erika wore tight denim jeans almost similar to Shelly's. However, unlike Shelly she would never approach Chris showing her midriff, she had been bruised for it many times. Considering that this time she had gotten her belly button pierced without permission. Loud clasps from Erika's shoes filled the hallway, she could hastily see Chris' face.
"He didn't look that mad." Erika thought.
As she got closer she could notice his facial expression changing. Chris jumped up and snapped Erika on the back of her neck.
"Why did you take so long?" Chris asked.
"Owwwwwwww that hurt." Erika replied rubbing her neck.
"Good!" "Let's go!" Chris yelled opening the front door and pushing Erika out of it.
"Bye Shelly." Chris deeply smiled.
"Bye." Shelly laughed closing the door.
Chris opened his door and sat in the car as Erika slowly followed. Erika pulled the knob in the back seat and it was locked. Erika knocked on the window thinking Chris had locked it on purpose.
"Chris unlock the door?" Ms. McKenzie asked politely.
"Why don't we just leave her here." Chris joked.
"Chris unlock the door?" Ms. McKenzie said trying not to lose her calm.
Chris unlocked the door and Erika quickly got in.
"Oh my god why did you lock the door!" Erika screamed.
"I didn't lock the stupid door." Chris answered looking out of the window.
"Mom Chris hit me in Shelly's house!" Erika whined.
"No I didn't shut up." "Why you always gotta lie for?" Chris replied.
Ms. McKenzie ignoring her children pulled out of the drive way hoping for a quiet drive home.
Chris looked out his window and noticed something moving in the bushes. A large black Doberman Pincher soon appeared. Its dark black fur was clearly showing decay. Its body was covered in open wounds and there were deep scars around its eyes.
"Hey mom look at that dog." Chris said pointing his finger out of the window.
Ms. McKenzie glanced out of her window and froze, a fathom of terror shot down her spine.
"Mom!" Chris screamed trying to get her attention.
Ms. McKenzie hearing Chris' faint call, snapped awake from her trance.
"Its...its one of those attack dogs." "I'm calling the SPCA." Ms. McKenzie says pulling out her cell phone.
The dark blue digital screen was glared against the after-noon sun. The cell phone displayed the message;
* * * Out Of Service * * *
* * * Press 1 For Help * * *
"Mom can we go now?" Erika said with a fear masked voice.
"Yeah..." Ms. McKenzie said shifting her head back to the dashboard.
"Mom, what's the big deal, it just looked a little sick." Chris asked.
"Nothing, its nothing I just..." Ms. McKenzie stuttered for a loss of words.
"What?" Chris questioned.
"Its nothing." Ms. McKenzie hesitated.
"Hey you got Wendy's!" Erika said cheerfully.
"Erika wait till we get home." Ms. McKenzie insisted.
"What did you get?" Erika curiously asked.
"Nothing for you." Chris quickly snapped.
"Oh my god, why do you have to be mean to me all the time?" Erika whined.
"Because?" Erika asked.
"I can." Chris laughed.
"Uggggggh!" Erika loudly pouted.
"Chris be nice to your sister." Ms. McKenzie said trying to contain the frustration.
"Hey Mom when are you guys leaving tomorrow?" Chris asked changing the subject.
"Around 6:00." "Do you want to come to the airport with us, I can have a cab bring you home." Ms. McKenzie replied.
"Nah I don't think I'll even be awake." Chris answered.
"Oh trust me I am waking you up, you are going to say goodbye to us." Ms. McKenzie stated.
"Why don't you wanna come anyway?" "Dad says he misses you." Erika jumped in.
"Because..." Chris hesitated.
"Because he wants to have a big party and have invite a whole bunch of girls while we are gone." Ms. McKenzie interrupted.
"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrright." Chris answered sarcastically.
"Chris if I find one beer bottle in the trash, your going to be grounded till your 29!" Ms. McKenzie emphasized.
"I'm not even going to be..." Chris stuttered.
"That's why I've asked Melinda across the street to keep an eye on you." "I told her that if sees a whole bunch of cars huddled around the house to call me up." Ms. McKenzie replied.
"Melinda is going to call you long distance to Germany just to tell you that a couple of kids are at the house?" Chris asked sarcastically.
"If she tells me that your having a party Imma fly back over here and whip your ass." Ms. McKenzie stated.
"You are quick to resort to violence mom." Chris joked.
"Oh my god your the violent one." "You like beat me up all the time, and for no reason." Erika interrupted.
"Why you always gotta start something?" Chris retorted.
"Your the one who always starts something, jerk!" Erika yelled.
"Can you two stop arguing, your getting on my nerves." Ms. McKenzie said trying not to snap.
The two remained quiet for the rest of the way home.
-=Outside Raccoon City Hall=-
5:00 P.M.
A fresh crowd of people gathered on the glassy white steps of City Hall building. The crowd yelled angry chants and some even threw bottles at the building.
"This is Angela Warren from RCN10 reporting at the Raccoon City Hall Building." "This once peaceful protest is now rapidly turning into an angry mob of people." Angela said facing the camera.
The camera man focused his camera towards the angry crowd. Groups of people threw down their signs and picked up bottles, cans, and anything they could find. The peoples faces changed from hopeful to malicious. Loud cries of hate filled the air as police car sirens could be heard turning the corner.
-=Inside Raccoon City Hall=-
5:25 P.M.
"Mr. Mayor we are going to have to get you out of here." A body guard said.
"I can't leave, there is an angry mob of people outside." Allan Russell, The Mayor of Raccoon City said.
"Allan the police are containing the situation as we speak we should be out of here in no time." Ms. Patty Baker, The Mayor's Assistant replied.
Outside of the building police rapidly tried to contain the situation. Groups of squad cars were parked at the end of the block stopping traffic while officers began arresting violent protestors. Riot police shot tear gas near the front of the building and in an instant protestors scattered like scared roaches.
-=Rooftop Of ITS Building=-
5:45 P.M.
A dark shadowed figure stood at the edge of the building in silent wait. His thoughts were stalled as he popped the covers off his scope. A clicking sound followed as he loaded the 12 round clip of 7.62 cartridge into the German military rifle.
"Mr. Mayor the police said its safe to leave the building." A body guard said directing The Mayor to the main doors of the building.
"Your not coming Patty?" Allan asked hoping she would.
"I have a lot of work to catch up on, I'll see you tomorrow." Patty said.
"Mr. Mayor we have to get you out now if you are planning to leave." A body guard said almost dragging him out of the room.
"Alright, alright." The Mayor said following his body guard.
The Mayor exited the building accompanied by his personal body guard and three fellow RPD officers. The Sniper on the roof immediately awoke as if in a trance and took aim. He followed The Mayor through his scope, predicting his every move. The Sniper slid his scope over past The Mayor and noticed a black limousine, he shook and the scope rattled. The Sniper regained his composure and took aim once more. He moved the scope slightly as the crosshair peeved at The Mayors neck. The Sniper turned the safety and pulled the trigger. The copper 7.62 round silently chambered into the barrel ready for its unwary target.
A loud bang is heard and blood crudely spattered all over The Mayor and his close body guard. The Mayor immediately fell into a daze and fell to the ground. His body guard huddled over the body as nearing police officers search the upper skylines. Faint sounds of screaming echo through the streets. An ambulance quickly slide around the corner, the loud pitch of the sirens getting closer.
"Finally!" "We're home." Chris bursted with joy as the white Honda Civic slowly pulled into the smoker shaded drive way.
Chris quickly opened the door and rushed towards the house. Ms. McKenzie slowly pulled out her keys and opened her door.
"Hunny wake up." Ms. McKenzie said gently tapping Erika.
"Huh...wha" Erika moaned rubbing her eyes.
"You fell asleep sweetie." Ms. McKenzie said smiling.
Erika sat up and cracked her eyes. Ms. McKenzie grabbed the food and they both walk towards the house.
The phone immediately rang and Chris answers it.
"Hello?" Chris asked.
"Hey." A shy voice replied.
"Who's this?" Chris asked with confusion.
"Ashley..." Ashley answered.
"Ashley oh, you sound...different." Chris said.
"I do?" Ashley questioned.
"Hey listen I gotta go, I just got home but Imma call you back okay?" Chris interrupted.
"Right." Ashley replied hearing this one to many times.
"I will." Chris assured.
"Really..." Ashley doubted.
"Why are you being like that?" Chris replied.
"Whatever." Ashley striked back.
"I love you Ashley!" Chris said trying to light her mood.
"Bye." Ashley smutted.
"I still love you even though your mad." Chris joked.
The line went dead, Ashley had hung up the phone.
"They just aren't making enough Midol these days." Chris said to himself.
"Chris!" "The table is ready, come and eat!" Ms. McKenzie yelled as her voice screeched through the house.
Chris walked to the kitchen and sat down. Everyone sat quietly and ate. They shared their last dinner together peacefully.