Disclaimer: I still don't own these characters so don't sue me: -P
---I hope you liked chapter One, when will Rebecca find Billy?? Who knows??.Well me of course, but you'll find out soon enough (
Chapter 2
The sky was full of illuminating stars, and there was a slight scattering of clouds here and there. Rebecca stood in her apartment in uptown Raccoon City looking at all of her boxes. She had come home from the Mansion and the Police Department to pack. She had addressed all of the boxes to her parents house back in California to keep them there until she knew where she'd live. She had a letter to mail along with the boxes telling them that she was looking for a new place to live in New York City and didn't have the room for it, of course she had to lie, who would belive the old zombies ate my town story. Zombies hadn't taken over the city yet, but Rebecca had a bad feeling and had to find Billy anyways. She taped the last box shut, and loaded them into her Jeep to bring to the post office. Rebecca went back to her apartment on the 6th floor of her building, which overlooked the stores along the boulevard. She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up before leaving; a relaxing bath and shower was just what the doctor ordered for Rebecca. Rebecca turned on the T.V. in the bathroom and put it on the news as she drew her bath. She put some bath salts and bubbles into the bath, and remvoved her clothes. She slipped into the bathtub with ease, and let out a small sigh of relief. It had been about three days since she had a nice bath and she took full advantage of it. Rebecca closed her eyes and relaxed as she listened to the news. She was relaxing just fine until a news alert came onto the screen. She opened her eyes in shock: the cameraman was zooming in on a teenager eating his neighbor in one of the Raccoon City trailer parks. Screaming was heard and gunshots were firing at the boy as the newswoman reported: "We are standing here live at 45 Raccoon Circle as a teenager is eating his neighbor. This incident is being taken care of by the Raccoon City Poilce Department. This isn't the first incident.." " Oh my God," thought Rebecca. Rebecca stood up and drained the tub. She turned the shining brass nozzles on the shower wall. She washed her hair in a panic and rinsed off. As she stepped out of the shower, she reached for her towel. She couldn't find it, and her eyes were blurry from the water getting into her eyes. Just then, she felt the towel get placed into her small, soft hand. As she frantically dried off her eyes so she could see, she saw good old "Chickenheart", Brad was standing there with his eyes covered with his left arm. "What the Hell are you doing, Brad?! You nearly scared me half to death!" Brad replied" I'm sorry, Rebecca, I had to see you before you left, to warn you." "About what?" asked Rebecca. "When you left that letter for us back in the office, Chief Irons was there. He doesn't want you leavin' town for any reason whatsoever. I don't agree with him, so I wanted to tell you to get outta here as soon as you can. He's gonna have police searchin' for ya soon." Poor Brad told Rebecca. "Is that so? Well Brad, Thanks so much for telling me and if you would please step out for a minute so I can change??" "Oh! Of course Rebecca, I'm sorry." Brad inched his way backwards out of the door and closed it. "I'll be out in a sec!" Cried Rebecca. Rebecca slipped on her panties and her bra, and slid on her Abercrombie and Fitch flare jeans and her favorite green tight Sweatshirt. She finally placed her 2 inch tall dark brown shoes on. Rebecca put some styling product in her hair and winged it out on the sides. As she was finishing up, she yelled for Brad. She heard no reply. She opened the bathroom door and looked around her apartment. On the counter in her kitchen, there lyed a note from Brad. Along with it was a magnum gun he had taken from the R.P.D. and some clips for it. The note read: Dear Rebecca, I went back to the station to distract Irons. I don't know why he's not wantin' you to leave town, but you should be able to. Im gonna escape after I make sure you have enough time to get out. And theres a gun for whatever you're pursuing, I hope its enough. Good Luck! Sincerely, Brad Vickers. Rebecca smiled after reading the note, and knew it was time to go. She grabbed her small T.V. from her bathroom, put the gun and ammo Brad had given her in her backpack along with some food and drinks and other essentials. She took one last look out her balcony at the stores under the twilight, and she left. Once in her car, she headed to the post office quickly. It was closed, so she decided to ship them on express delivery in the next town that ha an open post office. She was on her way out of town. She passed the sign that read "You Are Now Leaving Raccoon City" on the highway, and knew that her journey had just started.
---I hope you liked chapter One, when will Rebecca find Billy?? Who knows??.Well me of course, but you'll find out soon enough (
Chapter 2
The sky was full of illuminating stars, and there was a slight scattering of clouds here and there. Rebecca stood in her apartment in uptown Raccoon City looking at all of her boxes. She had come home from the Mansion and the Police Department to pack. She had addressed all of the boxes to her parents house back in California to keep them there until she knew where she'd live. She had a letter to mail along with the boxes telling them that she was looking for a new place to live in New York City and didn't have the room for it, of course she had to lie, who would belive the old zombies ate my town story. Zombies hadn't taken over the city yet, but Rebecca had a bad feeling and had to find Billy anyways. She taped the last box shut, and loaded them into her Jeep to bring to the post office. Rebecca went back to her apartment on the 6th floor of her building, which overlooked the stores along the boulevard. She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up before leaving; a relaxing bath and shower was just what the doctor ordered for Rebecca. Rebecca turned on the T.V. in the bathroom and put it on the news as she drew her bath. She put some bath salts and bubbles into the bath, and remvoved her clothes. She slipped into the bathtub with ease, and let out a small sigh of relief. It had been about three days since she had a nice bath and she took full advantage of it. Rebecca closed her eyes and relaxed as she listened to the news. She was relaxing just fine until a news alert came onto the screen. She opened her eyes in shock: the cameraman was zooming in on a teenager eating his neighbor in one of the Raccoon City trailer parks. Screaming was heard and gunshots were firing at the boy as the newswoman reported: "We are standing here live at 45 Raccoon Circle as a teenager is eating his neighbor. This incident is being taken care of by the Raccoon City Poilce Department. This isn't the first incident.." " Oh my God," thought Rebecca. Rebecca stood up and drained the tub. She turned the shining brass nozzles on the shower wall. She washed her hair in a panic and rinsed off. As she stepped out of the shower, she reached for her towel. She couldn't find it, and her eyes were blurry from the water getting into her eyes. Just then, she felt the towel get placed into her small, soft hand. As she frantically dried off her eyes so she could see, she saw good old "Chickenheart", Brad was standing there with his eyes covered with his left arm. "What the Hell are you doing, Brad?! You nearly scared me half to death!" Brad replied" I'm sorry, Rebecca, I had to see you before you left, to warn you." "About what?" asked Rebecca. "When you left that letter for us back in the office, Chief Irons was there. He doesn't want you leavin' town for any reason whatsoever. I don't agree with him, so I wanted to tell you to get outta here as soon as you can. He's gonna have police searchin' for ya soon." Poor Brad told Rebecca. "Is that so? Well Brad, Thanks so much for telling me and if you would please step out for a minute so I can change??" "Oh! Of course Rebecca, I'm sorry." Brad inched his way backwards out of the door and closed it. "I'll be out in a sec!" Cried Rebecca. Rebecca slipped on her panties and her bra, and slid on her Abercrombie and Fitch flare jeans and her favorite green tight Sweatshirt. She finally placed her 2 inch tall dark brown shoes on. Rebecca put some styling product in her hair and winged it out on the sides. As she was finishing up, she yelled for Brad. She heard no reply. She opened the bathroom door and looked around her apartment. On the counter in her kitchen, there lyed a note from Brad. Along with it was a magnum gun he had taken from the R.P.D. and some clips for it. The note read: Dear Rebecca, I went back to the station to distract Irons. I don't know why he's not wantin' you to leave town, but you should be able to. Im gonna escape after I make sure you have enough time to get out. And theres a gun for whatever you're pursuing, I hope its enough. Good Luck! Sincerely, Brad Vickers. Rebecca smiled after reading the note, and knew it was time to go. She grabbed her small T.V. from her bathroom, put the gun and ammo Brad had given her in her backpack along with some food and drinks and other essentials. She took one last look out her balcony at the stores under the twilight, and she left. Once in her car, she headed to the post office quickly. It was closed, so she decided to ship them on express delivery in the next town that ha an open post office. She was on her way out of town. She passed the sign that read "You Are Now Leaving Raccoon City" on the highway, and knew that her journey had just started.