*I'd love to give you a "previously on First Blood" but I'm too damn lazy,
so if you want to know what happened earlier READ THE FIRST CHAPTER...thank
you, that is all...*
Running down the apartment steps, Chris looked at Jill, who was still absolutely puzzled and wondering why they were running. Finally she broke him sweaty grasp and looked at him furiously.
"What the hell are you doing Chris!" She spit out at him, still heaving in air. "It's two in the morning and you've got me running around in my pajamas!"
Chris looked at her and sighed, turning and continuing to run.
"Chri- Chris!" Jill sighed and continued running.
Finally the reached the doors of the apartment building and looked at one another. Chris pushed open the door and walked out slowly. Jill followed closely, still bewildered by Chris's sudden actions.
"We're going to split up ok?" Chris muttered slowly and carefully. "Meet me at the police station and don't hesitate to run"
"Chris I don-" Jill stopped once she realized he was shaking. She turned and ran, Chris took off in another direction.
Jill ran as fast as she could, seeing the fear in Chris had startled her and she knew she had to trust him. Reaching the police station just as Chris did, Jill stopped him and stared him in the eyes.
"Now I want to know, what's going on Chris?" Jill sighed and bit her bottom lip.
"Umbre-" A gunshot drew Chris's attention and he pushed Jill to the ground, covering her from flying bullets. He stood up and grabbed her from under her arms, heaving her to her feet and pushing her into the police station with him.
"Well, Hello Chris, funny you're here." The desk clerk laughed. "I got a call from Raccoon today, seems they want you and Jill back as soon as possible.
"Wha-, we were banned, for life." Jill murmured.
"Apparently not!" another laugh from the clerk. "They sent a chopper for you and everything, I was just about to call."
Chris looked slowly at Jill who was glaring right back. "We need to go." Chris urged.
Jill sighed and nodded; with psychotic pizza men running around, and Chris acting this jumpy...something bad was about to happen.
Chris and Jill boarded the helicopter, still worried, still shaken, and still confused.
"Chris, what the hell is going on?" Jill stammered, "All of my belongings, everything, is still in that apartment!"
The rumbling and told Chris the chopper was almost in the air.
"That man, he was...sent by Umbrella." Chris mumbled "They're going to send more of them, probably not as discreet."
Jill looked at him coldly, then straightened up and watched his expressions. "Fine, but I swear to you if this is all nothing, I will kill you..."
Chris smirked and leaned his head down to his chest, slowly falling asleep...
"Sir!" Chris was startled out of his deep sleep. "Sir, we're here!"
Jill was just sitting, looking at him. Chris reached his hand to his eyes and rubbed them slowly. He looked up once more and the world came into focus.
"Lets go." Jill snarled, leading Chris off the helicopter and into the S.T.A.R.S. headquarters.
Chris walked into the large office building, looking around and realizing no one was there. "Umm... Jill, there's no one here..."
Jill looked back at him and smiled "right, it's now 4 in the morning, what were you expecting?" Chris shrugged and went off to find himself a cot. He needed the rest, and if no one was going to talk to him what better than to sleep?
Jill sighed and followed, what was the point of sitting alone in a building, which had always made her nervous?
Chris had already been lying down when Jill had made her way to his cot, she lay down next to him and cuddled herself in his arms. Drifting quickly off to sleep...
A gunshot startled Chris as he jumped from the cot and rolled onto the floor. "What the hell?" whispered.
Then there was Jill, shooting her famous 13 mm Beretta custom. Something dropped to the floor, and she shot twice more. "Jill!" Chris screamed over her gunshots, "What are you doing?"
Jill looked at him then threw a gun. "Shoot!" Chris grabbed the gun, stood up, and looked around slowly.
Thump....thump....thump..... "uhh" thump....thump....thump....
"Oh...my god..." Chris moaned.
It's face was and rotted dun color, blood dappled around it's lips and an eye torn out of it's head... Ragged clothing, chunks of flesh missing, and its scalped head told Chris what he was wondering. A zombie... This was a man, walking slowly, on his ankle bones. The sickening crack then made whenever he moved made Chris throw up. He looked back and trained the gun towards the zombie,
Firing once he hit the zombie in the neck it moaned, continuing the struggle for fresh flesh. Chris shot once more, clipping the side of the zombie's head, it disregarded the shot and continued. A third shot hit the zombie in the eye, ripping through the soft, rotting flesh and blowing a hole in it's brain.
With a final blow, it fell...defeated...
Chris looked back at Jill and threw up once more...it was happening again...
*Hope everyone enjoyed, this one was extra fun to write, introducing the zombies and whatnot, thanks much*
Running down the apartment steps, Chris looked at Jill, who was still absolutely puzzled and wondering why they were running. Finally she broke him sweaty grasp and looked at him furiously.
"What the hell are you doing Chris!" She spit out at him, still heaving in air. "It's two in the morning and you've got me running around in my pajamas!"
Chris looked at her and sighed, turning and continuing to run.
"Chri- Chris!" Jill sighed and continued running.
Finally the reached the doors of the apartment building and looked at one another. Chris pushed open the door and walked out slowly. Jill followed closely, still bewildered by Chris's sudden actions.
"We're going to split up ok?" Chris muttered slowly and carefully. "Meet me at the police station and don't hesitate to run"
"Chris I don-" Jill stopped once she realized he was shaking. She turned and ran, Chris took off in another direction.
Jill ran as fast as she could, seeing the fear in Chris had startled her and she knew she had to trust him. Reaching the police station just as Chris did, Jill stopped him and stared him in the eyes.
"Now I want to know, what's going on Chris?" Jill sighed and bit her bottom lip.
"Umbre-" A gunshot drew Chris's attention and he pushed Jill to the ground, covering her from flying bullets. He stood up and grabbed her from under her arms, heaving her to her feet and pushing her into the police station with him.
"Well, Hello Chris, funny you're here." The desk clerk laughed. "I got a call from Raccoon today, seems they want you and Jill back as soon as possible.
"Wha-, we were banned, for life." Jill murmured.
"Apparently not!" another laugh from the clerk. "They sent a chopper for you and everything, I was just about to call."
Chris looked slowly at Jill who was glaring right back. "We need to go." Chris urged.
Jill sighed and nodded; with psychotic pizza men running around, and Chris acting this jumpy...something bad was about to happen.
Chris and Jill boarded the helicopter, still worried, still shaken, and still confused.
"Chris, what the hell is going on?" Jill stammered, "All of my belongings, everything, is still in that apartment!"
The rumbling and told Chris the chopper was almost in the air.
"That man, he was...sent by Umbrella." Chris mumbled "They're going to send more of them, probably not as discreet."
Jill looked at him coldly, then straightened up and watched his expressions. "Fine, but I swear to you if this is all nothing, I will kill you..."
Chris smirked and leaned his head down to his chest, slowly falling asleep...
"Sir!" Chris was startled out of his deep sleep. "Sir, we're here!"
Jill was just sitting, looking at him. Chris reached his hand to his eyes and rubbed them slowly. He looked up once more and the world came into focus.
"Lets go." Jill snarled, leading Chris off the helicopter and into the S.T.A.R.S. headquarters.
Chris walked into the large office building, looking around and realizing no one was there. "Umm... Jill, there's no one here..."
Jill looked back at him and smiled "right, it's now 4 in the morning, what were you expecting?" Chris shrugged and went off to find himself a cot. He needed the rest, and if no one was going to talk to him what better than to sleep?
Jill sighed and followed, what was the point of sitting alone in a building, which had always made her nervous?
Chris had already been lying down when Jill had made her way to his cot, she lay down next to him and cuddled herself in his arms. Drifting quickly off to sleep...
A gunshot startled Chris as he jumped from the cot and rolled onto the floor. "What the hell?" whispered.
Then there was Jill, shooting her famous 13 mm Beretta custom. Something dropped to the floor, and she shot twice more. "Jill!" Chris screamed over her gunshots, "What are you doing?"
Jill looked at him then threw a gun. "Shoot!" Chris grabbed the gun, stood up, and looked around slowly.
Thump....thump....thump..... "uhh" thump....thump....thump....
"Oh...my god..." Chris moaned.
It's face was and rotted dun color, blood dappled around it's lips and an eye torn out of it's head... Ragged clothing, chunks of flesh missing, and its scalped head told Chris what he was wondering. A zombie... This was a man, walking slowly, on his ankle bones. The sickening crack then made whenever he moved made Chris throw up. He looked back and trained the gun towards the zombie,
Firing once he hit the zombie in the neck it moaned, continuing the struggle for fresh flesh. Chris shot once more, clipping the side of the zombie's head, it disregarded the shot and continued. A third shot hit the zombie in the eye, ripping through the soft, rotting flesh and blowing a hole in it's brain.
With a final blow, it fell...defeated...
Chris looked back at Jill and threw up once more...it was happening again...
*Hope everyone enjoyed, this one was extra fun to write, introducing the zombies and whatnot, thanks much*