Resident Evil 4: Umbrella's Requiem
Fan-Fiction -- My Version of Resident Evil 4
Text Copyright: © 04/05/2004 DestructoYue
Updated: © 04/11/2004, © 04/13/2004, © 04/14/2004, © 04/17/2004, © 04/20/2004, © 04/24/2004
DISCLAIMER: The original characters and original scenarios contained within this text are copyright 4/5/2004 - 4/24/2004 by me, DestructoYue. The previously created characters (Leon S. Kennedy, etc.) and previously created scenarios and objects are copyrighted and trademarked by Capcom. This story is an original fan-fiction based on what I think could/should happen in Resident Evil 4. It is in no way meant to offend the reader or Capcom.
Chapter 17: Uncertain Memories
Another flash of his memory went through his mind. He was in the town at night, and there was smoke. Rounding the corner, a bonfire lit up the faces of a few villagers. "What are they doing out here so late at night?" The doctor was injecting them with something, a strange liquid. Back in reality, he turned to locate the source of the sound. Nothing was there. "I could have sworn I heard something... Oh well. What was up with that memory? Was -that- the drug I read about?" Continuing, he went through the second door, a bathroom inside. Shards of reflective glass lay in a sink covered in blood. Looking down at his hands, he didn't see any cuts. "I guess it couldn't have been me who broke it," he whispered, realizing he was already regaining more memories. "I remember everything up until that bonfire. Did something happen after that to give me the concussion?" Moving along, he opened the third door: a medical supplies closet. "Hmm... I think I may have already looked through most of these rooms. I remember the monitors, but how did I get there? Is it even in this place?" The next door said "Morgue" on the label, but he went in anyway. All of the doors to the containers were closed, and instead of two body bags, there were now three. "Creepy... I guess since I'm here I should see if I recognize any of them." Unzipping each of the body bags, he found only one person he recognized. "The doctor... What happened to him?" A flash of memory again. He stood next to a house, the bonfire burning even more brightly. Running forward, he was waving his arms, shouting, "They're controlling us with the bell! Umbrella is responsible for it all! Don't you see, we're puppets to them, living toys!" Three turned to him, a crazed look in their eyes. He started to run, tried to get away, but he was stuck. A sharp pain shot through his head and chest, struck by two of the villagers at the same time. Everything went black, and when he could see again, he was laying in a hospital bed, the pain in his head gone. A strange ringing in his ears. Twice he went through the ringing, before finally he returned to the task at hand. "Whoa... Was that really what happened to me? I remember everything except for what happened in the monitor room, and how I got there." Determined to find out, he left the Morgue. Next was a door labeled "Autopsy Room". He entered, wondering if more clues would appear. One table in the center of the room, a bloody sheet covering a small body. Lifting it slowly, he let it fall back down quickly, ready to vomit. Underneath lay the wolf, muscles and bone exposed by the injuries it suffered in the battle to protect Leon. Xan exited, shutting the door behind him. "This is depressing. I hope I find someone alive soon. It's starting to get really lonely," he thought out loud, hoping someone would hear him. Stepping up to the sixth door, he opened it, finding another office on the other side. Plenty of books lined the shelves, but only one stood out to him. "Passageway for the DNA", he said, trying to take it off the shelf. It was sticking out at an angle, stuck in place, and it wouldn't budge. "Oh well, I guess it's not too important, although it does seem familiar." He noticed there was a door next to one of the bookcases. He opened it, shutting the door again when he realized the monitor room wasn't there: only complete darkness. Searching a bit longer, he didn't discover any files or items that were useful. Ready to leave, he turned the knob to the door, realizing a sound came from behind. Looking back, the knob of the hidden door was turning on it's own, something on the other side.
"Who or what is turning the knob?"
Fan-Fiction -- My Version of Resident Evil 4
Text Copyright: © 04/05/2004 DestructoYue
Updated: © 04/11/2004, © 04/13/2004, © 04/14/2004, © 04/17/2004, © 04/20/2004, © 04/24/2004
DISCLAIMER: The original characters and original scenarios contained within this text are copyright 4/5/2004 - 4/24/2004 by me, DestructoYue. The previously created characters (Leon S. Kennedy, etc.) and previously created scenarios and objects are copyrighted and trademarked by Capcom. This story is an original fan-fiction based on what I think could/should happen in Resident Evil 4. It is in no way meant to offend the reader or Capcom.
Chapter 17: Uncertain Memories
Another flash of his memory went through his mind. He was in the town at night, and there was smoke. Rounding the corner, a bonfire lit up the faces of a few villagers. "What are they doing out here so late at night?" The doctor was injecting them with something, a strange liquid. Back in reality, he turned to locate the source of the sound. Nothing was there. "I could have sworn I heard something... Oh well. What was up with that memory? Was -that- the drug I read about?" Continuing, he went through the second door, a bathroom inside. Shards of reflective glass lay in a sink covered in blood. Looking down at his hands, he didn't see any cuts. "I guess it couldn't have been me who broke it," he whispered, realizing he was already regaining more memories. "I remember everything up until that bonfire. Did something happen after that to give me the concussion?" Moving along, he opened the third door: a medical supplies closet. "Hmm... I think I may have already looked through most of these rooms. I remember the monitors, but how did I get there? Is it even in this place?" The next door said "Morgue" on the label, but he went in anyway. All of the doors to the containers were closed, and instead of two body bags, there were now three. "Creepy... I guess since I'm here I should see if I recognize any of them." Unzipping each of the body bags, he found only one person he recognized. "The doctor... What happened to him?" A flash of memory again. He stood next to a house, the bonfire burning even more brightly. Running forward, he was waving his arms, shouting, "They're controlling us with the bell! Umbrella is responsible for it all! Don't you see, we're puppets to them, living toys!" Three turned to him, a crazed look in their eyes. He started to run, tried to get away, but he was stuck. A sharp pain shot through his head and chest, struck by two of the villagers at the same time. Everything went black, and when he could see again, he was laying in a hospital bed, the pain in his head gone. A strange ringing in his ears. Twice he went through the ringing, before finally he returned to the task at hand. "Whoa... Was that really what happened to me? I remember everything except for what happened in the monitor room, and how I got there." Determined to find out, he left the Morgue. Next was a door labeled "Autopsy Room". He entered, wondering if more clues would appear. One table in the center of the room, a bloody sheet covering a small body. Lifting it slowly, he let it fall back down quickly, ready to vomit. Underneath lay the wolf, muscles and bone exposed by the injuries it suffered in the battle to protect Leon. Xan exited, shutting the door behind him. "This is depressing. I hope I find someone alive soon. It's starting to get really lonely," he thought out loud, hoping someone would hear him. Stepping up to the sixth door, he opened it, finding another office on the other side. Plenty of books lined the shelves, but only one stood out to him. "Passageway for the DNA", he said, trying to take it off the shelf. It was sticking out at an angle, stuck in place, and it wouldn't budge. "Oh well, I guess it's not too important, although it does seem familiar." He noticed there was a door next to one of the bookcases. He opened it, shutting the door again when he realized the monitor room wasn't there: only complete darkness. Searching a bit longer, he didn't discover any files or items that were useful. Ready to leave, he turned the knob to the door, realizing a sound came from behind. Looking back, the knob of the hidden door was turning on it's own, something on the other side.
"Who or what is turning the knob?"