Chapter 3 Past and present
Inside the school, the creature that was once a child was drawing ever closer to the survivors, "if they survived this long they must be well armed. Perhaps I should be more careful with them" Tor said, thinking aloud. She reached the principle's office, which was where the smell she noticed earlier was coming form; she smashed through the door expecting to find several heavily armed solders. She glared at the two men that where hardly the challenge she was hoping for, "eat this, freak!" Saps' shouted as his shotgun fired directly in Tor's face.
As Saps was bated across, the room Davis quickly crawled out the door will Tor was distracted but he did not manage to avoid being seen by one of Tor's huge eyes. As soon as he was out the door Davis scrambled to his feet and ran for his life but he was quickly knocked to the ground by an axe imbedding its self in his back. Tor shot down the hall that Davis had been running down and pulled the axe from his back, she razed the axe in the air and slimed it down hard on the back of his head. As Davis' brain spewed out of his shattered skull, she lifted him in the air and through him down the hall and just as he left her hand, she sliced open his stomach. Davis' innards splattered out in every direction, "there, now this place looks presentable" Tor said to herself, then she suddenly began to convulse.
She dropped to her knees and clutched her stomach as it began to change to mach her arms. The skin around her neck began to tare and then her head fell to the ground as a new one pushed its way out of her torso. When her mutation was complete, her new head was mostly human in shape except it had no ears, nose or hair but it did still have two unnaturally green glowing eyes. It looked as though it had no skin and the flesh was like rotted meat, and it's mouth stretched half way around its head and was filled with sharp jagged teeth. She took a moment to look at her self and after several minutes of admiring her new form she became aware of Tyron gliding towards her, "so what do you think?" she asked, apparently pleased to see him. Tyron landed gently and looked his creation up and down, "yes, very nice but still room for improvement. Nevertheless, I have a job for you" Tyron said still taking in has handy work.
Elsewhere, Rebecca had been wondering the streets for was seemed like an eternity, "why, Marcus? Why did you have to make that dame virus, why?" she asked herself. The streets where as dead as its citizens, more so really, there was no sign of any monsters or Zombies which made Rebecca nerves, "something's wrong, where are they all?" she muttered as she remembered her previous experiences. The lack of other monsters usually meant that she was in a particularly strong monsters territory and no sooner had the thought entered her mind than a strange rumbling started. Rebecca's eyes darted across the floor looking for some sign of where the creature would come up, "come on, just pop you head up so I can blow it off" she groaned. Rebecca quickly regretted saying that when a huge creature that resembled a worm erupted from the ground, "oh hell" she groaned as the creature puled it's self into full view. At the exact same time Tyron smiled, "a stroke of luck. I want you to go to." the creature turned to look at a street sign, ".hope street, there you will find a young women with short brown hair. I would like you to kill her for me" Tyron said. Tor nodded and began to walk away, not really caring how Tyron knew this woman would be there or why he paused in the middle of his sentience.
Rebecca stood as still as possible as the worm-like creature seemed to just lie there, "what the hell is this thing doing? Why doesn't it attack?" she asked her self as she tried to understand why the creature wasn't trying to kill her. She made the assumption that it hadn't noticed her yet, or that it tracked by movement or sound and just couldn't find her, ether way she was using this time to try and find it's weak spot. Before she could even make a guess the creature suddenly turned and wriggled back down the hole it crawled out of. Now Rebecca was completely baffled, "ok, this is ether means something very good or very bad is going to happen" she said, the sound of clawed footsteps confirmed her fiery. She slowly turned around and saw a creature that looked vaguely human calmly walking towards her. When the creature got closer Rebecca could see to huge eyes on ether side of it's body, "it's you." she said absentmindedly. Tor stopped, "you know me? Wait, you where the one in the lab, weren't you?" Tor said remembering the sound that she heard. There was a pause as both Rebecca and the twisted creature that was once a child sized each other up, then with as much accuracy as she could manage Rebecca to a shoot. The sound of the built tarring through the air was to low for Rebecca to hear but Tor could hear it perfectly, it was a sound that she assumed she would often after she leaves the city. As the built parsed through her body she felt a sensation she hadn't felt for some time now, pain, she felt pain.
The built hadn't done any real damage but as she watched the trickle of blood pored from her chest she wondered if the wound would have been fatal had she been human. It was then that she felt a sensation that was far worse than the pain the built had coursed, a feeling she hadn't known as a human, anisette. She had no idea what she was or what she would become, not even Tyron knew, "pathetic little human." she stated. The word seemed to just come of the own accord as if Tor had never meant to say them but still she had and she was right, she was better than humans. She didn't need weapons to do her killing for her, she was a weapon and as if to prove this point to her self Tor's arm flailed out and grabbed Rebecca's head. Tor's huge hand easily held Rebecca's head, "why are you doing this?" Rebecca asked franticly.
Rebecca managed to brake free and take several shots at Tor while she tried to take hold of Rebecca's head again; "why wont you fall already?" Rebecca asked in frustration. Her last shot had left her with only two builts left, "well here goes." she said as she took one last shot that was not aimed at the head or body but rather Tor's knee. Tor fell to the ground but not from pain, though it did hurt considerably, but because her leg simply wouldn't hold her weight. Tor lay on the ground, very much alive but temporarily immobile, "well that should buy me some time" Rebecca said as she ran in no particular direction.
Meanwhile, Tyron scowled, "it seems I've underestimated Miss Chambers remorsefulness. On the other hand, she may have just gotten a lucky shot. Still I wonted to kill her myself anyway" Tyron said, apparently not caring that he was the only one in the hall. Tyron prepared to leave the deserted school when a loud splattering sound cot his attention, "hmm, what was that?" Tyron moved to the doorway of the principles office. A large amount of blood was oozing out of the room and inside lay half of Mr. Saps' body and on the other side of the room lay his arm. The walls, floor and sealing where covered with Saps' blood and viscera. Tyron scanned the room for what had coursed Mr. Saps to explode until Tyron heard a chewing sound just above him, sticking to the sealing was a creature that had apparently been growing inside Saps' body.
The creature had a long slug-like body that was dripping with sticky light green mucus. The creatures skin was a dusty brown that made the mucus on its body seem a darker shade of green until it started to drip off. It had four arms positioned around its head that had claw-like bones protruding from the end of each finger that seemed to be the only bones in its entire body. Its head was attached to an extendable neck and its head had a face shaped exoskeleton that looked like Tyron. The face seemed to be segmented between the eyes, "my first born failed me, but perhaps you will not" Tyron said to the creature, it tilted its head slightly. Tyron walked to the exit of the school and the creature followed him, "go and find the living flesh you crave. While it still is living that is" Tyron laughed as the creature moved out of the school and into the streets of New Raccoon City at a slow but steady pace.
Tyron watched as the newborn crawled away and he couldn't help wondering if it understood him or if it was simply responding to him because it preserved him as its mother. The thought that the creature might think he was its mother reminded him of his early experiments on chicks when he was a boy.
Tyron spent hours studying alone in his lab, which was really just a makeshift hut made from sheet metal but he and everyone else referred to it as his lab. Inside was all manner of scientific equipment that he had 'borrowed' from his father's supply room. Tyron remembered his first subjects as well as his latest works. Three chicken's eggs that his father had given him, "Dr. Marcus I want to be a scientist to, place can I help you with your work?" those where the words that started it all. Tyron was only seven or eight but even then at such a young age Tyron was fascinated with the T-virus. Even then he had a fascination with his work, "hear, if you can hatch these then I'll give you a sample of the T-virus to work with" Dr. Marcus had said this to pacify his son.
A month had past and Dr. Marcus had not seen his son one since he gave him those three eggs to play with, "poor boy must still be trying to make those eggs hatch. Sigh, but he never will" he stated to himself, knowing full well that it takes more effort to hatch an egg than a child would be willing to put in. Another month past and Dr. Marcus was informed that Tyron had been seen taking an eyedropper from the supply room, "why would he need an eye dropper? Well I asked him and he said it was alright because he had to feed some chicks that you said he was to experiment on" a pone hearing this Marcus was at a loss. He had said that his Tyron could hatch the eggs then he would be given a sample of the T-virus of all things.
A week had past and Tyron had finally asked for the virus he was promised, "very well, if you wish to go ahead with this then you'll have to work in the main lab" Marcus said. Having no chose but to allow his son to continue with his 'experiments' otherwise he would simply steel the T-virus and this way Dr. Marcus could supervise. Tyron smiled to himself, "if only I knew that I would come so fare. I wonder how Miss Chambers is doing?" Tyron said to himself as he finished reminiscing about his past.
Elsewhere, Rebecca had managed to find a semi-safe place to hide while she cot her breath. She had found an old factory that only had two giant spiders in it; "this is just too much. Why do they all want to turn the world into a horror movie? Marcus, I wish I knew what this was all about" Rebecca stated out of frustration. She looked at the two spiders that where still twitching, "I remember when this sort of thing would scare me" she said smiling to her self. Rebecca hated the fact that all the horrors of New Raccoon City where just a new twist on an old gag to her because it meant that she was use to it. She wasn't afraid of dying or even being eaten alive no, the only thing that frightened was that she was somehow being changed by the monsters of the city.
She knew that the virus' could turn her into some mindless undead ghoul, but experiencing it all time and time again could changer in a far worse way. She remembered seeing several corpses lying in the streets and she just walked past them, giving them all a glance as she did but only to make shore they weren't zombies. It wasn't that she didn't care that they where dead it was just that she didn't see them as innocent victims but rather as potential enemies. It had never really registered before but she looked at every dead body like that, graveyards where military bases and morgues where recruitment centers.
Rebecca wondered if being around the zombies and monsters that Dr. Marcus had created was what made Tyron so twisted or if he was always like that. There was groaning coming from outside the factory, a large group of zombies where lurching past, "I wonder where there going?" Rebecca said as the last of them past by. It suddenly acquired to her that they may be heading towards a survivor or possibly a group of survivors.
Rebecca checked her ammo and headed in the direction the zombies where headed and hopefully she would find some help.
Author: well its been a while but the third chapter is up and as always all reviews are welcome, even flames. On a side note, I was thinking of doing a prequel to this fic, about Tyron's life and early experiments. If you're interested, let me know.
Inside the school, the creature that was once a child was drawing ever closer to the survivors, "if they survived this long they must be well armed. Perhaps I should be more careful with them" Tor said, thinking aloud. She reached the principle's office, which was where the smell she noticed earlier was coming form; she smashed through the door expecting to find several heavily armed solders. She glared at the two men that where hardly the challenge she was hoping for, "eat this, freak!" Saps' shouted as his shotgun fired directly in Tor's face.
As Saps was bated across, the room Davis quickly crawled out the door will Tor was distracted but he did not manage to avoid being seen by one of Tor's huge eyes. As soon as he was out the door Davis scrambled to his feet and ran for his life but he was quickly knocked to the ground by an axe imbedding its self in his back. Tor shot down the hall that Davis had been running down and pulled the axe from his back, she razed the axe in the air and slimed it down hard on the back of his head. As Davis' brain spewed out of his shattered skull, she lifted him in the air and through him down the hall and just as he left her hand, she sliced open his stomach. Davis' innards splattered out in every direction, "there, now this place looks presentable" Tor said to herself, then she suddenly began to convulse.
She dropped to her knees and clutched her stomach as it began to change to mach her arms. The skin around her neck began to tare and then her head fell to the ground as a new one pushed its way out of her torso. When her mutation was complete, her new head was mostly human in shape except it had no ears, nose or hair but it did still have two unnaturally green glowing eyes. It looked as though it had no skin and the flesh was like rotted meat, and it's mouth stretched half way around its head and was filled with sharp jagged teeth. She took a moment to look at her self and after several minutes of admiring her new form she became aware of Tyron gliding towards her, "so what do you think?" she asked, apparently pleased to see him. Tyron landed gently and looked his creation up and down, "yes, very nice but still room for improvement. Nevertheless, I have a job for you" Tyron said still taking in has handy work.
Elsewhere, Rebecca had been wondering the streets for was seemed like an eternity, "why, Marcus? Why did you have to make that dame virus, why?" she asked herself. The streets where as dead as its citizens, more so really, there was no sign of any monsters or Zombies which made Rebecca nerves, "something's wrong, where are they all?" she muttered as she remembered her previous experiences. The lack of other monsters usually meant that she was in a particularly strong monsters territory and no sooner had the thought entered her mind than a strange rumbling started. Rebecca's eyes darted across the floor looking for some sign of where the creature would come up, "come on, just pop you head up so I can blow it off" she groaned. Rebecca quickly regretted saying that when a huge creature that resembled a worm erupted from the ground, "oh hell" she groaned as the creature puled it's self into full view. At the exact same time Tyron smiled, "a stroke of luck. I want you to go to." the creature turned to look at a street sign, ".hope street, there you will find a young women with short brown hair. I would like you to kill her for me" Tyron said. Tor nodded and began to walk away, not really caring how Tyron knew this woman would be there or why he paused in the middle of his sentience.
Rebecca stood as still as possible as the worm-like creature seemed to just lie there, "what the hell is this thing doing? Why doesn't it attack?" she asked her self as she tried to understand why the creature wasn't trying to kill her. She made the assumption that it hadn't noticed her yet, or that it tracked by movement or sound and just couldn't find her, ether way she was using this time to try and find it's weak spot. Before she could even make a guess the creature suddenly turned and wriggled back down the hole it crawled out of. Now Rebecca was completely baffled, "ok, this is ether means something very good or very bad is going to happen" she said, the sound of clawed footsteps confirmed her fiery. She slowly turned around and saw a creature that looked vaguely human calmly walking towards her. When the creature got closer Rebecca could see to huge eyes on ether side of it's body, "it's you." she said absentmindedly. Tor stopped, "you know me? Wait, you where the one in the lab, weren't you?" Tor said remembering the sound that she heard. There was a pause as both Rebecca and the twisted creature that was once a child sized each other up, then with as much accuracy as she could manage Rebecca to a shoot. The sound of the built tarring through the air was to low for Rebecca to hear but Tor could hear it perfectly, it was a sound that she assumed she would often after she leaves the city. As the built parsed through her body she felt a sensation she hadn't felt for some time now, pain, she felt pain.
The built hadn't done any real damage but as she watched the trickle of blood pored from her chest she wondered if the wound would have been fatal had she been human. It was then that she felt a sensation that was far worse than the pain the built had coursed, a feeling she hadn't known as a human, anisette. She had no idea what she was or what she would become, not even Tyron knew, "pathetic little human." she stated. The word seemed to just come of the own accord as if Tor had never meant to say them but still she had and she was right, she was better than humans. She didn't need weapons to do her killing for her, she was a weapon and as if to prove this point to her self Tor's arm flailed out and grabbed Rebecca's head. Tor's huge hand easily held Rebecca's head, "why are you doing this?" Rebecca asked franticly.
Rebecca managed to brake free and take several shots at Tor while she tried to take hold of Rebecca's head again; "why wont you fall already?" Rebecca asked in frustration. Her last shot had left her with only two builts left, "well here goes." she said as she took one last shot that was not aimed at the head or body but rather Tor's knee. Tor fell to the ground but not from pain, though it did hurt considerably, but because her leg simply wouldn't hold her weight. Tor lay on the ground, very much alive but temporarily immobile, "well that should buy me some time" Rebecca said as she ran in no particular direction.
Meanwhile, Tyron scowled, "it seems I've underestimated Miss Chambers remorsefulness. On the other hand, she may have just gotten a lucky shot. Still I wonted to kill her myself anyway" Tyron said, apparently not caring that he was the only one in the hall. Tyron prepared to leave the deserted school when a loud splattering sound cot his attention, "hmm, what was that?" Tyron moved to the doorway of the principles office. A large amount of blood was oozing out of the room and inside lay half of Mr. Saps' body and on the other side of the room lay his arm. The walls, floor and sealing where covered with Saps' blood and viscera. Tyron scanned the room for what had coursed Mr. Saps to explode until Tyron heard a chewing sound just above him, sticking to the sealing was a creature that had apparently been growing inside Saps' body.
The creature had a long slug-like body that was dripping with sticky light green mucus. The creatures skin was a dusty brown that made the mucus on its body seem a darker shade of green until it started to drip off. It had four arms positioned around its head that had claw-like bones protruding from the end of each finger that seemed to be the only bones in its entire body. Its head was attached to an extendable neck and its head had a face shaped exoskeleton that looked like Tyron. The face seemed to be segmented between the eyes, "my first born failed me, but perhaps you will not" Tyron said to the creature, it tilted its head slightly. Tyron walked to the exit of the school and the creature followed him, "go and find the living flesh you crave. While it still is living that is" Tyron laughed as the creature moved out of the school and into the streets of New Raccoon City at a slow but steady pace.
Tyron watched as the newborn crawled away and he couldn't help wondering if it understood him or if it was simply responding to him because it preserved him as its mother. The thought that the creature might think he was its mother reminded him of his early experiments on chicks when he was a boy.
Tyron spent hours studying alone in his lab, which was really just a makeshift hut made from sheet metal but he and everyone else referred to it as his lab. Inside was all manner of scientific equipment that he had 'borrowed' from his father's supply room. Tyron remembered his first subjects as well as his latest works. Three chicken's eggs that his father had given him, "Dr. Marcus I want to be a scientist to, place can I help you with your work?" those where the words that started it all. Tyron was only seven or eight but even then at such a young age Tyron was fascinated with the T-virus. Even then he had a fascination with his work, "hear, if you can hatch these then I'll give you a sample of the T-virus to work with" Dr. Marcus had said this to pacify his son.
A month had past and Dr. Marcus had not seen his son one since he gave him those three eggs to play with, "poor boy must still be trying to make those eggs hatch. Sigh, but he never will" he stated to himself, knowing full well that it takes more effort to hatch an egg than a child would be willing to put in. Another month past and Dr. Marcus was informed that Tyron had been seen taking an eyedropper from the supply room, "why would he need an eye dropper? Well I asked him and he said it was alright because he had to feed some chicks that you said he was to experiment on" a pone hearing this Marcus was at a loss. He had said that his Tyron could hatch the eggs then he would be given a sample of the T-virus of all things.
A week had past and Tyron had finally asked for the virus he was promised, "very well, if you wish to go ahead with this then you'll have to work in the main lab" Marcus said. Having no chose but to allow his son to continue with his 'experiments' otherwise he would simply steel the T-virus and this way Dr. Marcus could supervise. Tyron smiled to himself, "if only I knew that I would come so fare. I wonder how Miss Chambers is doing?" Tyron said to himself as he finished reminiscing about his past.
Elsewhere, Rebecca had managed to find a semi-safe place to hide while she cot her breath. She had found an old factory that only had two giant spiders in it; "this is just too much. Why do they all want to turn the world into a horror movie? Marcus, I wish I knew what this was all about" Rebecca stated out of frustration. She looked at the two spiders that where still twitching, "I remember when this sort of thing would scare me" she said smiling to her self. Rebecca hated the fact that all the horrors of New Raccoon City where just a new twist on an old gag to her because it meant that she was use to it. She wasn't afraid of dying or even being eaten alive no, the only thing that frightened was that she was somehow being changed by the monsters of the city.
She knew that the virus' could turn her into some mindless undead ghoul, but experiencing it all time and time again could changer in a far worse way. She remembered seeing several corpses lying in the streets and she just walked past them, giving them all a glance as she did but only to make shore they weren't zombies. It wasn't that she didn't care that they where dead it was just that she didn't see them as innocent victims but rather as potential enemies. It had never really registered before but she looked at every dead body like that, graveyards where military bases and morgues where recruitment centers.
Rebecca wondered if being around the zombies and monsters that Dr. Marcus had created was what made Tyron so twisted or if he was always like that. There was groaning coming from outside the factory, a large group of zombies where lurching past, "I wonder where there going?" Rebecca said as the last of them past by. It suddenly acquired to her that they may be heading towards a survivor or possibly a group of survivors.
Rebecca checked her ammo and headed in the direction the zombies where headed and hopefully she would find some help.
Author: well its been a while but the third chapter is up and as always all reviews are welcome, even flames. On a side note, I was thinking of doing a prequel to this fic, about Tyron's life and early experiments. If you're interested, let me know.