Dr.William Birkin
David looked down into the hole. "You know...this may sound insane but I think he was right..this may very well lead out of here...." David said as he tried to approximate the distance down to the bottom. "Why don't we drop her into it and find out, maybe if were lucky she'll die." David said humorously, pointing at Winsor with his revolver. "OK..look, I don't know who you-" She was cut off in mid sentence by David's laughter, "Oh shut up you juvenile little goth, you know..I SERIOUSLY regret not having let him put a bullet between your eyes." yelled David. But before the argument could proceed further, the tunnel shook again. "The digger apparently is consolidating its strength....now you're sure that other door is locked? And there's no way to open it?" said David looking at Alex. "Yes...yes..it is...and no..there isn't." she sighed.
"Well then...looks like we have 2 options....we die here..or we die down there...." muttered David, glaring into the blackness of the pit..
Jill Valentine
The last reverberations of Nathan's heavy footsteps could be heard exiting the hall. Jarred and Vanessa stood silently, unsure of where they were to journey to next.
"It's just you and me then I suppose,"Jarred said, turning his head towards either directions of the long guided hall."I suppose we better go catch up with the others..."
Vanessa nodded slowly, as she began to follow Jarred's suggested direction down the sewerage tunnel.
"Where do you think they went?" she asked, plodding on through the thick, contaminated sewerage water.
"I don't know," Jarred replied, hesitating before his response."To the city perhaps?"
Before Vanessa could respond, there was a vigorous array of vibrations that heavily shook the stable cement walls; followed by several cries for help.
"Shit!"
The two, suddenly realizing that another one of the "Isis" mutations had gotten to the others, wasted no time to rescue them from their attack.
Suddenly, a large, bulky, white figure emerged from the wall, tearing apart several layers of the cement that had once solidified the stable tunnel walls. The entire tunnel abruptly trembled, releasing a large amount of toxic, cloudy fumes from it's harsh destruction.
"Holy shit!" Jarred cried in fear as he darted down the opposite direction from which the mutation appeared.
"Jarred! Wait!" Vanessa cried, continuing to follow after him.
A heavy sigh ascended from the monster's worm like figure, as it positioned itself up in a glorious stature of power, piercing the eerie silence that had settled in the tunnel with it's defining, high pitched shriek.
Stumbling over the creature's threatening, screech, Vanessa pushed herself up sprinting after Jarred, attempting to escape the monster.
Another hideous shriek escaped it's mutilated body, as it began trailing on after her, not far behind.
"That's it you fucker, I am sick of this shit!" Vanessa yelled, as she turned to face the monster. Aiming her 9mm at it's hideous face, she emptied an entire clip into it, deeply injuring the creature as it fell to the ground in pain.
"Fuck you!" she screamed rapidly jumping onto the creature's sleek, bulky back. "Fucking die already you piece of shit!"
Jarred slowly approached Vanessa with caution.
"Vanessa?!" he demanded, as a puzzled expression filled his long sturdy face. "It's dead...It's dead now...come one let's go."
Vanessa paused, looking down at the blood that oozed from the creature's wounds. She stared on at the greenish tinted liquid that drenched her rose burnt skin.
"I'm sorry...I...I just lost control, you know?"
Carlos Oliveira
Nathan walked slowly listening for anything that would give him and edge. He knew that the experiment on his father was surly a more advanced Bio-weapon but still if he could get an edge he might just pull it off. The room was full of lush vegetation and rocks...open fields and small caves. This was the most elaborate testing facility that Isis and Blair had ever created. Billions upon billions of tax payers money had gone into their own destruction.
*thump.......Raaaaaagggghhhhhh!!.......thump....thump*
It was time.
Nathan ducked around a boulder and flicked on the flame thrower. Waiting he quietly said a prayer.
"Forgive me father for what I am about to do and deliver his soul to salvation swiftly." then he whispered a prayer his father had taught him,..."As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall never give up and never surrender....Dance with me Death...I am ready!"
Nathan sprang up pulling the trigger torching everything in front of him! The creature stepped back in pain and howled.
*AAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!*
Nathan saw his opening and sprang forward flicking the switch and letting loose a hail of bullets into the creature driving it backwards. Nathan heard the powerful scream as the creature swatted at him sending him sprawling to the ground. The creature picked him up and tossed Nathan again. His shoulder feeling the sudden pain rush into it as he smacked into a tree. Feeling dazed Nathan struggled to keep his wits about him. His vision was blurred and everything moved very sluggish. Looking around he noticed his rifle was gone. Reaching over his shoulder he grabbed the Benelli and started firing. Round after blasting round found it's mark hammering the creature down. It screamed again and rushed forward smacking the weapon from Nathan's grip and pinning him to the ground with a foot to his chest. Nathan struggled for a breath as the creature leaned it's weight onto him. Feeling himself about to black out Nathan tried the only thing he could........
"Dad.....Dad stop!.....You're hurting me!.....Mom never hurt me dad why are you?...Please fight it..." he cried.
The creature lifted it's foot giving Nathan the chance to breath. Suddenly the foot came crashing back down. Nathan rolled nearly being crushed by the massive foot. It grabbed him and lifted him high. Nathan looked at the creature with tears in his eyes......
"I'm sorry father.......forgive me." whispered Nathan as he pulled out the 9mm's.
One aimed at each eye Nathan began firing. His own scream lost in the sounds of each round tearing into his father. The creature stumbled backwards still holding Nath. It's face being obliterated by the powerful rounds ripping into it. Nathan fell suddenly as the creature released him. Landing in a crouch he scrambled around the creature and started firing once more. Out of the corner of his eye Nathan saw the Benelli. Diving he slid the 9mm's home and grabbed the shotgun as he hit the ground, rolling to his feet and firing into the creature again. Each blast deafening to his ears but even more to his soul. His father's soul would be at peace now. Slowly the creature fell to it's knees, then to it's face as it breathed it's last breath. Nathan stood there staring at the hideous thing that had once been David Law. Reaching down he grabbed the assault rifle and reloaded it before slinging it over his arm. Reloading the Benelli he slid it home over his shoulder. He reloaded the 9's and started walking for the door out.
"Your mine Piers!!!!! You hear me?!?! Your MINE!!!" he screamed as he ran from the room and down the hall.
"That goddammed child is causing more problems then he's worth!" yelled Piers.
"What do you want done with him?" asked the soldier before him.
"Take your squad and eliminate Nathan Law once and for all! Take this vial! Fill it with his blood when your done with him. It is his blood I need not his body." Piers replied.
"Sir? His blood? Why?"
"Because it's the anti-viral you fu*king grunt!! Now go before I test something on you!" screamed Piers.
"YES SIR!" said the soldier as he saluted and rushed out gathering his men as he went.
"Moron!" hissed Piers as he watched the soldier leave.
Turning to his viewing room he grabbed the files and started reading.
Name: Jarred Orr
Age: 16
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Long, dark brown
Background: Jarred isn't exactly a popular student at Warren High School. The other students think he is insane and homicidal. He wants no part in the social activities that his peers participate in. Due to his sheltered life, he lacks social skills and isn't good at communicating with others.
Name: Samantha Winsor
Age: 17
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown with red and black tints
Background: An outcast of the school. She is usually quiet. She only speaks to make a diss or a smart-ass remark or unless someone asks her a question. Usually called a Goth or by her last name, she is ridiculed by other students by the way she looks and by the way she only wears different shades of black. She can usually be found in the library of the school, either reading or hacking on a comp. She doesn't like the "in crowd" and keeps isolating herself thinking that the "in crowd" is like a contagious disease, one that she doesn't want to become infected with(or join). She is a lover of science fiction and horror movies, and by doing so she rarely becomes surprised or afraid of life.
Name: John Russo
Age: 16
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5"8
Background: John just moved to Gaines, Colorado because of family problems about 2 months ago. John is the model skateboarder, often seen wearing his World Industries hoodie. He isn't afraid to try something new and wont hesitate to help a friend in need. He doesn't open up to well to new people and does sometimes show a different side of himself in rough times. He has two weaknesses, talking about his past and girls.
Name: Vanessa Jade-Rose Williams
age:16
Eyes: green with blue specs
hair: Long auburn hair
Background: She is the only child in her family, but her parents are divorced. She had a good childhood, and is a cheerful, considerate person. She can be an absolute bitch to those who piss her off, and she is considered to be quite weird.
Name: Ryan Bartlett
Age: 17
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Light-Med Brown
Background: Ryan is an above-average student despite the fact he rarely studies. He seems to be the sort of person that is accepted by all but befriended by few, one that everybody recognises, but few people know. He is reasonably agile, despite his solid frame, but he tends to hold academics in a higher regard than sports.
Ryan often feels that he is exploited by peers, being perhaps too helpful towards them. However, that doesn't stop him from helping those in "need". Ryan is also one that tends to see the lighter side of things, taking very few things seriously.
Name: Alexandra Temple
Age:15
Hair: Red, straight, just past shoulders
Eyes: Very, very light brown
Height:5'7
Weight:110
Background: A punk girl at Warren High, who seems to have nothing but trouble in her life. She can be very clumsy at times. She's been suspended about six times. She is all tomboy accept when it comes to boys. Not one of the more popular kids at the school. She's only been at the school for about three months. She has an older brother.
Name: David Sunderland
Age: 15
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Height: 5"8
Background: David has lived in Gaines all his life, he is intelligent, and doesn't associate much with those around him, he has always been distrustful of people, although he can make himself likeable enough when necessary. He often comes across as cold or distant. He is almost totally apathetic about death or dying, seeing as how his father is the county medical examiner and his mother a surgeon, death is just a reality to him. Though few in the school know much about him,.he seems to know people fairly well..maybe he's just observant, maybe he's somehow involved in all of this more than anyone realizes.
Name: Nathan Law
age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 155
Eyes: Green
Hair: Dark Brown with Frosted tips
History:
Nathan is the Captain of the Wrestling team, A very popular Student whose very social not just with the "cool kids" but with everyone in general. He recently moved here from Canada with his Father. Was dating the head cheerleader till he caught her cheating and just recently was voted student body president.
~~WARNING THE FOLLOWING IS TOP SECRET CLASSIFICATION ALPHA RED OMEGA CODE: 202520~~
Nathan Law....Test subject for anti-vial!
Successful....Status....."ACTIVE"
David Law.....Test subject for new Nemesis prototype.
Successful....Status....."DECEASED"
Infected.....Alexandra Temple......Status...."FINAL STAGES"
David Sunderland.........Operative for Blair.
Status....."SCHEDULED FOR TERMINATION"
Jarred Orr....Awaiting capture of subject.
Status......"SCHEDULED FOR OPERATION "TRIBUNAL" INJECTION OF ME3456....DATA TO BE RECOVERED LATER"
~~~Classified Level 9 Clearance Required~~~
Nathan Law
Training: CIA Top Specialist David Law trained Nathan Law his son. Fire arms. Locks. Martial Arts. Greco Roman Wrestling.
Photographic memory. Has been tested on by Blair Industries after outbreak. David Law stole Anti-viral and is believed to have injected it into Nathan Law. Recover Nathan Law at all costs!
David Magill (David Law) Employee for Blair and Isis. Scientist top level. ***Traitor*** Undercover CIA Operative. Capture and eliminate at once!
"Your friend Jarred will be next Nathan and then you will have to make a choice....either your life......or his!" laughed Piers as he sat to watch the viewing screens.
Nathan flicked on the tac light as he stepped into the tunnel created by creature in front of him. The large worm was dead. Nathan had a brief fight with it. Seemed it had already been wounded. Carefully entering the tunnel he walked a little ways before coming to a manhole above him. Reaching up he managed to move it. Nathan pulled himself up and out with little effort. Standing up he stared in awe as he realized he was outside. Looking around he noticed the hospital ahead.
( They would take Alex there for sure.) he thought as he started towards it hoping his friends were already there......
Claire Redfield
"John?" Alex whispered.
Another small tremor started and Winsor snickered.
Gravedigger. Christ, if I run into it again, I'm leaving these pricks. For good.
The tremor stopped and Ryan started to limp forward toward the hole. "If we stay here we'll die. As long as we keep moving, we might find a way out of here."
Alex nodded. "John is down there. We can't leave him alone. What if he's hurt?"
"He's probably dead," Winsor said. She smiled sinisterly at the hole.
John was going to shoot her; not the first one to assault her with a weapon. Despite the fact that he might be already dead, she didn't want anyone dead. She wasn't used to being close to anyone, especially in their situation. She was afraid of making friends and then losing them Isolating herself from everyone seemed to be the only answer.
"Shut up! You can stay up here if you want, Winsor. We have to get out of here and so far all you care about is saving yourself!" Ryan snapped.
Ryan sat on the ground and started to move his legs so he could crawl down the hole. He winced in pain.
Alex did the same. She looked at him and tried to help him maintain balance. She looked up at David and Winsor. "Some help would be, I don't know, good right about now," she said and rolled her eyes.
She's getting worse. She's going to change and become like the zombies. Why can't she just accept her fate?
Winsor shut her eyes and turned her head the other way, refusing.
"Fine. If we're all going to die we might as well go out together," David sighed. He started to help Joker down the pit.
"Minus one," Ryan replied.
Winsor snapped open her eyes, shocked that he had said anything. She thought that he would ignore her.
She watched them crawl into the hole. Ryan didn't look up. Alex looked at her with pleading eyes, asking her for help. David only looked up when he was looking for something to hold on too.
They won't survive. I don't need them. They don't need me.
What about the spider? Or wrapping Alex's arm with the bandanna to help her stop scratching? Winsor actually felt that she was starting to have a conscience-
The ground shook again. She looked at them again. They were at the bottom already walking on flat ground. Their footsteps walking over broken stone, making small echoes from their feet. The ground rumbled again this time closer.
And Winsor grew pale, realizing something that she should have though of before.
The stone. It echoes. Sounds waves and vibrations sent through the ground and the worm is blind. Moving toward-
"Them," she said. Their vibrations was attracting the gravedigger. She had seen the movie Tremors. This was close enough to the real thing.
Winsor let her instinct take over. She jumped down, grazing her back against the wall of the hole, feeling the small tremors start to speed up. She landed on her feet, almost losing her balance.
The wall behind her was weak. If the gravedigger hit the wall, it would break through instantly and get them.
David looked behind his shoulder at her. "Look who joined-"
"Get down!" she yelled. She ran at them-
And the wall exploded behind them, a shrieking roar was the only reason she needed to run faster.
"SHIT, Alex hissed, her eyes paling. They started to run forward, suddenly stopping.
Run, you morons!!!
She didn't even bother stopping, instead she plowed right into them, making them fall.
And she felt nothing as she fell. No ground or a floor. They were falling down. The worm almost seeming to as little as a danger now than before.
They fell down another hole and it was her fault. They would find John alright and if he was dead they were probably going to join him.