Like I said in the last chapter, I'm sorry that the last two chapters weren't as good as they could have been but this one is definitely better. Also, I realize that I strayed away from the plot but things are going to get back on track in this chapter.
Chapter 5 legion rising
Rebecca had been wondering the city for some time now and had happened to come across a dinner that was reasonably undamaged. She had hardboiled an egg and was ready to eat it when something lurched past the window. She readied her weapon and was going to fire when she realized that it wasn't a zombie, "a survivor?" she muttered to her self.
She quickly lead the survivor into the dinner, "who are you?" she asked as she tended to some miner injuries he had sustained. The man grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close, "you have to listen to me...my name is Dr. Grim. I worked in the laboratory that started this nightmare, and I know how to stop it. How? An anti-virus that can kill every last one of those monsters, all you have to do is find it and release it into the atmosphere. Theoretically, a small amount mixed with water should be absorbed into the air and spread over a wide area" Dr. Grim slowly lifted his arm, "it's to late for me...but you can find the formula and release it. If this is all true, why didn't you just use it when this all began? Because, the formula is incomplete, it requires a compound that allows it to mix with the Hydrogen/Oxygen too cause it to be converted into its gashes form" Dr. Grim pointed weakly.
Rebecca could tell that he didn't have much time left, "so ware can I find this compound? Somewhere inside Tyron Marcus' office..." Rebecca scowled, "oh, of course...ware else could it be?" she lamented. The old man suddenly went limp, "rest in peace old man" Rebecca whispered as she left the diner and headed in the direction that Dr. Grim was pointing in. Ten minutes after Rebecca had left Dr. Grim began coifing, "ah, no my girl those are two things you don't get in this city. Not rest and no peace" he said as he weakly got to his feet and began walking in the opposite direction.
Rebecca looked around the deserted street; it was the first time since the outbreak that she had bothered to take note of which direction she was going in. She had been wondering the streets aimlessly for so long that finding Tyron's lab again would be difficult. The thought of going back there made her shudder slightly, "my God..." she muttered as she reached the end of the street. Bodies, hundreds of bodies piled on top of each other lay in the street. Their heads where all cracked open and small chunks of brain dripped out of the cracks, "what could have done this?" Rebecca asked as she moved closer to the bodies.
One of the bodies twitched and lightly groaned as it began to stand up. Unlike the other bodies its head was still in tacked until it began to move towards Rebecca, at which point something darted from the pile of corpses and speared the zombie through the head. Whatever had attacked the zombie was clearly what had killed the other corpses, whether they where already dead or not at the time was questionable. Rebecca backed away from the dying zombie, "well this is new...a monster that kills zombies" she stated as whatever had attacked the zombie returned it to the pile with the other corpses.
The pile shifted and bodies on the top tumbled to the bottom and at the very top a creature dug its way out of the corpse hill, "oh damn..." Rebecca muttered. The creature was a dull pink colour and had a humanoid body. Growing out of its back was a long tube that sprouted from between its shoulder blades and arched over its head. The tube whipped from side to side as the creature roared, "well this day just keeps getting better and better" Rebecca grumbled as she considered her options.
She was dangerously low on ammo and somehow she guessed that a handgun, even a Magnum, wouldn't be enough to dispatch this creature. She opted for the 'run away and live to fight another day' approach, which she knew, would turn into a 'run for your life' thing but she only had two shots at the most left. So there she was running and then she realized something, the creature wasn't following her, "no way...it couldn't," she said to herself as several of the corpses started to move. As they did, they reveled that they all had string-like tendrils sticking out of the base of their necks.
After all the brainless zombies had extracted themselves from the pile, they all began to lurch forward with the tendrils stretching to the creature's stomach like grotesque umbilical cords. The creature itself had no mouth, nose or ears and where its face should have been there was just a mass of eyes dotted randomly on its head. The rest of its body was like that of a Tyrant, well built and extremly muscular, except for the tentacle on its back and the tendrils on its stomach. The creature walked like a Tyrant, in that calm, casual way, as the Zombies lurched on with no more speed.
Rebecca continued to run until she noticed the police station just ahead of her, "why do I feel like this is a bad idea?" she said to herself. The station was less than twelve meters away but Rebecca had used up her energy running this fare. She stopped and took a minuet to catch her breath, "OK, time to see if I can get one more luck shot in" she stated before spinning around on her heel and stretched her arms out with her gun ready. Rebecca's muscles relaxed slightly, "oh...come on!" she said in frustration, the mass of brainless zombies and their Tyrant master where a sizable distance way.
Rebecca sighed loudly and scowled at the mindless hoard that was very slowly advancing on her position. Rebecca was rather frustrated with the fact that she had used up so much energy running from the creatures that seemed to be incapable of fast movement. She turned and walked into the police station that was surprisingly undamaged, most likely none of the officers survived long enough to make a last stand. Inside the abandoned building where traces of fighting, most likely the last officers had been attacked by Zombies or some other monster.
Rebecca began searching for the armory, inside the building was a typical police station with desks and holding cells but no bodies, "what happened here?" Rebecca asked. The deeper into the station Rebecca went the more blood seemed to be splattered on the walls, she eventually found a map of the station's interior on a notice board. The map, like the walls, was covered in blood and the map was almost unreadable, "there it is..." Rebecca stated happily as she managed to determine the location of the armory from the map.
As she made her way down a darkened corridor the fact that there where no bodies left lying around made her wonder if an army of Zombies was waiting just around the corner. Her grip on the handle of her gun tightened slightly as she neared the door of the armory, "ok things have been going way to good, so there should be something pretty bad in there. Or maybe my lucks changing" Rebecca said as she reached for the door. Rebecca opened the door and entered the room with her weapon ready, "well alright, I finally coat a brake this time" Rebecca said as she smiled at the gun filled room.
Back outside, the lurching legion and its tyrannical leader had just reached the front of the police station as Rebecca ran out, armed to the teeth. She readied the shotgun she had found in the armory and began taking potshots at random targets quickly finding that the only thing that dose any damage was to take their heads off. Taking a chance, she began beheading as many of the zombies between her and the Tyrant-like creature and as soon as she had a clear shot, she fired at the creature striking it in the chest. The shotgun did little damage to the creature but it did stun it for a second and consequently the entire army was stunned, "I hope this works" Rebecca said to her self as she ran toward the creature. The stunned zombies where easily knocked out of the way and just as the creature regained its composure Rebecca began firing blindly into it's chest, making a small whole.
The creature grabbed her by the arm and was about to ram its back tentacle into Rebecca's skull when she fired one last shot into the creature's body. The creature reeled back, Rebecca took this opportunity to stuff a hand grenade into the whole in its chest, and turned to run, shooting any zombies that happened to be in the way. A few seconds later the grenade when off spraying the surrounding area in a haze of the creature's blood and viscera. Rebecca had jumped for cover when the grenade went off and had to dig her way out from under several of the brainless zombies that simple fell to the ground when the creature died.
With the monster dead and an end to the madness in site Rebecca continued towards the direction that Dr. Grim had pointed to, "hopefully it will be there" she muttered. The 'it' being the cure to this undead disease even though she knew that it was incomplete and in order to retrieve the missing chemical she would have to go into Tyron's office to get it.
Rebecca continued towards the area that Dr. Grim had pointed out and found herself in an old warehouse district of the city, "well I guess I'd better start looking," she said to herself as she headed towards the nearest building. As she searched the building, which was mostly empty except for some old boxes and the like, she heard what sounded like marching outside the door. Her first thought was it was the National Guard but was shocked to see hundreds of Tyrants marching past the window. The fact that the huge creatures where marching in such a uniformed way was almost as shocking as the number of them there where, "my god...its and army" Rebecca stated as she peered out of an upstairs window.
Outside hundreds of Tyrants marched in perfect time with each other and formed perfectly spaced ranks as they paraded past the building and towards the center of the city. Rebecca scowled as the last of the Tyrants marched past, "damn it! That psychopath built an army of those monsters..." she stated as she continued to search for the compound that would end this nightmare plague. After hours of skewering the area she finally fond the briefcase that had the chemicals she needed. Rebecca shook her fist in triumph, "yes, now all I have to do is go into the underground office of a demented madman that's probably filled with flesh eating monsters. Sigh, just another average day..." she stated sarcastically before checking to see if there where any monsters outside and headed to the said office.
Meanwhile, Dr. Grim walked through the disturbingly silent streets of the dead city with an old army issue revolver in hand. There was a brake in the silence as a buzzing sound filled the air, "Tyron? Is that you, you twisted ghoul?" Grim asked as he readied is revolver, and then a slug-like creature with a human face fell from a nearby rooftop. Grim pointed his gun at the creature and fired all six shots at the creature's head, killing it with the sixth shot, "well, you look like Tyron but I doubt Tyron would go down so easily. Hmm, that leaves whatever is making that buzzing sound...alright you bastard show your self!" Grim demanded. Tyron floated down and casually walked up to Grim; "you still have that old war souvenir I see. Well it saved your life more than once back then so I suppose its understandable you'd make it your weapon of chose here." Tyron said glancing at the old gun in Grim's hand.
Grim also glanced at his gun and then back at his former employer, "you didn't came here to hear one of my war stories Tyron, so what are you waiting for...kill me!" Grim said irritably. Tyron grinned at the old man; "Grim by name, Grim by nature...glad to see this experience hasn't changed you old friend. I have no real desire to kill you doctor, after all I have done so much to keep you from those that do, but if you don't tell me where that blasted briefcase is then I will have to. You know it's a pity that you decided to betray me Grim, and after I did so much to protect you from the lynch mobs in Berlin. It must be offal to be so miss-understood...you where just doing what you where paid to do and it was all in the name of science. So what if you helped develop biological weapons for the Nazis, I mean without your work the T-virus may never have been developed and where would that leave me?" Tyron's grin widened slightly.
Grim scowled at him, "my work killed hundreds of people and unlike you I'm not a genocidal psychopath. The only reason I fled Germany was because I was too much of a cowered to face the consequences of my actions but this time it's your turn to pay for what you've done!" Grim said forcefully. Tyron chuckled, "so by stopping me that exonerates you does it?" he asked, Grim smiled slightly, "no...I'm paying for my crimes by living this nightmare" with that Grim through his empty revolver at Tyron and turned and ran. The revolver struck the unready mutant in the head and he reeled back slightly, "aarrgg...so the time for talk is over, is it? Fine then, it's time for the chase, it's time for DEATH!" Tyron screamed as a rumbling sound began from underneath his feet.
As the ground split apart and a slug-like creature erupted from the ground a second monster burst through a nearby building wall and lumbered towards Tyron. The second creature's chest opened and the slug creature squelched unto the opining, then Tyron flew onto the creatures shoulders and nestled his body into the huge mouth of the slug creature. The mouth closed around his body until only his head was showing then the newly formed creature began lumbering towards Dr. Grim as he continued to run. After what seemed like an eternity of running Grim ducked into an ally way and rested against a wall, for a man of his advanced years he had covered a good distance. The streets where still just as silent as before, save for the sound of a burning car near the entrance of the ally. A shadow fell over the ally, "Doctor, you have something I want..." Tyron said, his voice sounded deeper and somewhat inhuman. Grim sighed and smiled smugly at the huge creature that almost completely blocked out the blaze behind it, "I don't have it. That girl does, and she seemed like she would be intent on using it" Grim stated, chuckling slightly.
Tyron scowled then smiled at the smug old man, "you mean Miss Chambers, don't you? Well she needs to get the last chemical from my office to complete the compound so I know exactly where she is and I'll get to dispose of that damn compound and finish my little game all in one go. I guess I should thank you doctor..." a tentacle extended from Tyron's arm and scoured Grim through the heart, "...so I'll kill you quickly. Know on to more pressing matters" Tyron said as he turned to walk away, just then a burning Zombie forced it's way out of the burning car and stood upright in front of Tyron. The Zombie groaned and lurched towards him, then Tyron's fist fell on the Zombie's head and it crumpled to the ground with it's spine shattered, Tyron smiled as he watched the Zombie fold in on it's self.
Rebecca had made it to the general area of Tyron's lab with no incident but standing directly outside of the building was a Tyrant, "damn, another one..."Rebecca groaned as she studied the creature. This Tyrant seemed to look like the experimental version she fought in her first encounter with the T- virus. The creature was clearly of a lower grade than the ones she had seen marching through the streets and it had probably been made for the soul purpose of guarding the lab. Rebecca checked her ammo and after readying her shotgun she lept out from the shadows she was hiding in and fired off as many shots as she could at the creature.
In the instant that she had made her surprise attack the creature was knocked back by the consecutive shots, as Rebecca was only ten feet away. While the low grade Tyrant recovered Rebecca reloaded and began taking potshots at the creature as it swiped at her, "damn it why wont you go down?!" she exclaimed. After taking several shot in the head and god knows how many shots in its barrel chest the Tyrant stumbled backwards and fell to the floor. Rebecca looked the fallen monster up and down and fired the last of her shotgun shells into its head for good measure, "sigh...I hope you don't have any friends waiting for me inside" she said as she walked inside.
Lucky for her, it seemed that the Tyrant was the only creature in the area, which was just as well because all she had left where two handguns and all the ammo she could carry. Inside the building it was deathly quiet, and as she walked through the hall that led to the staircase too Tyron's office she remembered the first time she had come to this place. The disturbing paintings that lined the walls of the hall seemed different somehow; it certainly made more sense to her that a man like Tyron Markus would want to surround himself with such images. However, there was something else, the paintings seemed to have some common thread now like they where all part of the same image only segmented. Rebecca shuddered at the thought that she might actually be able to understand how Tyron's demented mind worked, "just concentrate on the task at hand. That's all that matters," she said to herself as she opened the door to the staircase.
Rebecca tensioned as she reached the doors to Tyron's office and as she opened the doors something lunged at her and she emptied both clips into it. Despite the number of times it was shot the creature still slashed at her with incredible speed, Rebecca had taken several superficial cuts and had a deep gash in her stomach. The creature, though still very dangerous, was clearly slowing down form its wounds and as it took a moment to recuperate, Rebecca reloaded and fired at the creature until her guns where empty again. This time the creature fell to the flour and lay there motionless, "oh, so its you is it?" Rebecca commented as she recognized the creature, it was Tor. The horribly mutated girl pulled herself up on one arm and looked at her bullet riddled body as Rebecca reloaded and began looking for the last chemical in Tyron's desk.
Tor looked at herself confused, "I remember now...being human, going to school. I remember my parents and a sister, or maybe just a good friend...it's hard to tell. I almost remember my name, it was..." she slumped to the floor and Rebecca considered what she had said. After taking a minuet to clear her head, she found the last chemical in the bottom drawer of the desk and after she had read the instructions, she mixed them together to make the compound she needed. She considered the light purple liquid in her hand, "I guess the T-virus doesn't look any more impressive before it starts working ether" she stated before pocketing the liquid and leaving the office. Rebecca know she needed to find a large amount of water to use the compound so she headed towards the park area, there was a river there and possibly a lake as well.
Not long after she had left, Tyron's insect body walked into his office to find Tor dead on the flour, "a pity, I would have liked to have seen what her next mutation would have been. Now things are getting dangerous, if that blasted girl gets to a large enough water supple she could ruin everything! Still there are only so many places with that much water...if she's stupid enough to go to the park then I have nothing to worry about. Wait, the park that's exactly where she'd go!" Tyron said, grinning evilly to himself. Tyron buzzed out of his old lab and rejoined with his larger body.
Rebecca had been running for some time and had just arrived at the park only to find hundreds apawn thousands of advanced Tyrants lurching around the area. She made her way through the army as best she could and had managed to avoid being seen by the thankfully slow-witted creatures and had found a small lake in the center of the park. She readied the compound in her hand and was about to through it when something hit her from behind, "well now what are you going to do?" Tyron asked as one of his tentacles retracted into his arm. Rebecca felt round the open wound on her back, "what did you do to me?" she groaned as the Tyrants spread out to allow Tyron to pass. Tyron smiled at her; "I infected you of cares. Now that little cure of your's is as lethal to you as it is to me but don't despair, you wont turn into a Zombie you'll became like me. Hmm, who knows...maybe in time you could grow to like me or ever love me" he said smugly.
Rebecca glanced down at the glass container in her hand and then opened it, "oh, come now Rebecca you're a smart girl...you know that being liquidated is going to hurt. Don't do anything foolish," Tyron said as Rebecca held the compound in the air. She scowled at Tyron before throwing the glass container into the lake, "that's Miss Chambers to you..." Rebecca stated as the lake turned the same shade of light purple as the compound. Then a cloud of purple smoke filled the air and Rebecca felt it catch her throat and then she collapsed to the ground.
Before the cloud filed the air Tyron separated from his larger body and flew up into the air, trying to out run the cloud as it filled the whole crater that New Raccoon City was built in. As the cloud filled the streets every Zombie and monster that inhabited them grow thinner until there was nothing left but bone, then the bones began to melt and evaporate like ice on red hot metal. While the streets where being cleansed of the T-virus plague the skies of the city still had one last monster to be removed, and as the cloud surround Tyron he to began to grow thinner in mid-air. As he fell to the ground, his bones disappeared into the air and all trace of the demented mad scientist, Tyron Markus was washed away with him.
Days later, Rebecca awoke in a hospital bed with a splitting headache, "where am I?" she muttered to herself as she slowly sat up. A man in a business suit stood beside her bed, "your in a military hospital in California, Miss Chambers. I'm Agent Maxwell of the FBI, and you are perhaps the luckiest young women on the planet" the man stated as he showed Rebecca his badge to verify his identity. Rebecca felt the area on her back where Tyron's tentacle hit her; "the doctors say that the scare will fade, but even if it doesn't it's a small price to pay. If the infection had ran any deeper then you would have been liquidated just like those monsters" Maxwell explained. Rebecca lay back down and smiled contently to herself, "yea, I just hope I'm tat lucky next time..." she said as she closed her eye and sighed contently.
Chapter 5 legion rising
Rebecca had been wondering the city for some time now and had happened to come across a dinner that was reasonably undamaged. She had hardboiled an egg and was ready to eat it when something lurched past the window. She readied her weapon and was going to fire when she realized that it wasn't a zombie, "a survivor?" she muttered to her self.
She quickly lead the survivor into the dinner, "who are you?" she asked as she tended to some miner injuries he had sustained. The man grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close, "you have to listen to me...my name is Dr. Grim. I worked in the laboratory that started this nightmare, and I know how to stop it. How? An anti-virus that can kill every last one of those monsters, all you have to do is find it and release it into the atmosphere. Theoretically, a small amount mixed with water should be absorbed into the air and spread over a wide area" Dr. Grim slowly lifted his arm, "it's to late for me...but you can find the formula and release it. If this is all true, why didn't you just use it when this all began? Because, the formula is incomplete, it requires a compound that allows it to mix with the Hydrogen/Oxygen too cause it to be converted into its gashes form" Dr. Grim pointed weakly.
Rebecca could tell that he didn't have much time left, "so ware can I find this compound? Somewhere inside Tyron Marcus' office..." Rebecca scowled, "oh, of course...ware else could it be?" she lamented. The old man suddenly went limp, "rest in peace old man" Rebecca whispered as she left the diner and headed in the direction that Dr. Grim was pointing in. Ten minutes after Rebecca had left Dr. Grim began coifing, "ah, no my girl those are two things you don't get in this city. Not rest and no peace" he said as he weakly got to his feet and began walking in the opposite direction.
Rebecca looked around the deserted street; it was the first time since the outbreak that she had bothered to take note of which direction she was going in. She had been wondering the streets aimlessly for so long that finding Tyron's lab again would be difficult. The thought of going back there made her shudder slightly, "my God..." she muttered as she reached the end of the street. Bodies, hundreds of bodies piled on top of each other lay in the street. Their heads where all cracked open and small chunks of brain dripped out of the cracks, "what could have done this?" Rebecca asked as she moved closer to the bodies.
One of the bodies twitched and lightly groaned as it began to stand up. Unlike the other bodies its head was still in tacked until it began to move towards Rebecca, at which point something darted from the pile of corpses and speared the zombie through the head. Whatever had attacked the zombie was clearly what had killed the other corpses, whether they where already dead or not at the time was questionable. Rebecca backed away from the dying zombie, "well this is new...a monster that kills zombies" she stated as whatever had attacked the zombie returned it to the pile with the other corpses.
The pile shifted and bodies on the top tumbled to the bottom and at the very top a creature dug its way out of the corpse hill, "oh damn..." Rebecca muttered. The creature was a dull pink colour and had a humanoid body. Growing out of its back was a long tube that sprouted from between its shoulder blades and arched over its head. The tube whipped from side to side as the creature roared, "well this day just keeps getting better and better" Rebecca grumbled as she considered her options.
She was dangerously low on ammo and somehow she guessed that a handgun, even a Magnum, wouldn't be enough to dispatch this creature. She opted for the 'run away and live to fight another day' approach, which she knew, would turn into a 'run for your life' thing but she only had two shots at the most left. So there she was running and then she realized something, the creature wasn't following her, "no way...it couldn't," she said to herself as several of the corpses started to move. As they did, they reveled that they all had string-like tendrils sticking out of the base of their necks.
After all the brainless zombies had extracted themselves from the pile, they all began to lurch forward with the tendrils stretching to the creature's stomach like grotesque umbilical cords. The creature itself had no mouth, nose or ears and where its face should have been there was just a mass of eyes dotted randomly on its head. The rest of its body was like that of a Tyrant, well built and extremly muscular, except for the tentacle on its back and the tendrils on its stomach. The creature walked like a Tyrant, in that calm, casual way, as the Zombies lurched on with no more speed.
Rebecca continued to run until she noticed the police station just ahead of her, "why do I feel like this is a bad idea?" she said to herself. The station was less than twelve meters away but Rebecca had used up her energy running this fare. She stopped and took a minuet to catch her breath, "OK, time to see if I can get one more luck shot in" she stated before spinning around on her heel and stretched her arms out with her gun ready. Rebecca's muscles relaxed slightly, "oh...come on!" she said in frustration, the mass of brainless zombies and their Tyrant master where a sizable distance way.
Rebecca sighed loudly and scowled at the mindless hoard that was very slowly advancing on her position. Rebecca was rather frustrated with the fact that she had used up so much energy running from the creatures that seemed to be incapable of fast movement. She turned and walked into the police station that was surprisingly undamaged, most likely none of the officers survived long enough to make a last stand. Inside the abandoned building where traces of fighting, most likely the last officers had been attacked by Zombies or some other monster.
Rebecca began searching for the armory, inside the building was a typical police station with desks and holding cells but no bodies, "what happened here?" Rebecca asked. The deeper into the station Rebecca went the more blood seemed to be splattered on the walls, she eventually found a map of the station's interior on a notice board. The map, like the walls, was covered in blood and the map was almost unreadable, "there it is..." Rebecca stated happily as she managed to determine the location of the armory from the map.
As she made her way down a darkened corridor the fact that there where no bodies left lying around made her wonder if an army of Zombies was waiting just around the corner. Her grip on the handle of her gun tightened slightly as she neared the door of the armory, "ok things have been going way to good, so there should be something pretty bad in there. Or maybe my lucks changing" Rebecca said as she reached for the door. Rebecca opened the door and entered the room with her weapon ready, "well alright, I finally coat a brake this time" Rebecca said as she smiled at the gun filled room.
Back outside, the lurching legion and its tyrannical leader had just reached the front of the police station as Rebecca ran out, armed to the teeth. She readied the shotgun she had found in the armory and began taking potshots at random targets quickly finding that the only thing that dose any damage was to take their heads off. Taking a chance, she began beheading as many of the zombies between her and the Tyrant-like creature and as soon as she had a clear shot, she fired at the creature striking it in the chest. The shotgun did little damage to the creature but it did stun it for a second and consequently the entire army was stunned, "I hope this works" Rebecca said to her self as she ran toward the creature. The stunned zombies where easily knocked out of the way and just as the creature regained its composure Rebecca began firing blindly into it's chest, making a small whole.
The creature grabbed her by the arm and was about to ram its back tentacle into Rebecca's skull when she fired one last shot into the creature's body. The creature reeled back, Rebecca took this opportunity to stuff a hand grenade into the whole in its chest, and turned to run, shooting any zombies that happened to be in the way. A few seconds later the grenade when off spraying the surrounding area in a haze of the creature's blood and viscera. Rebecca had jumped for cover when the grenade went off and had to dig her way out from under several of the brainless zombies that simple fell to the ground when the creature died.
With the monster dead and an end to the madness in site Rebecca continued towards the direction that Dr. Grim had pointed to, "hopefully it will be there" she muttered. The 'it' being the cure to this undead disease even though she knew that it was incomplete and in order to retrieve the missing chemical she would have to go into Tyron's office to get it.
Rebecca continued towards the area that Dr. Grim had pointed out and found herself in an old warehouse district of the city, "well I guess I'd better start looking," she said to herself as she headed towards the nearest building. As she searched the building, which was mostly empty except for some old boxes and the like, she heard what sounded like marching outside the door. Her first thought was it was the National Guard but was shocked to see hundreds of Tyrants marching past the window. The fact that the huge creatures where marching in such a uniformed way was almost as shocking as the number of them there where, "my god...its and army" Rebecca stated as she peered out of an upstairs window.
Outside hundreds of Tyrants marched in perfect time with each other and formed perfectly spaced ranks as they paraded past the building and towards the center of the city. Rebecca scowled as the last of the Tyrants marched past, "damn it! That psychopath built an army of those monsters..." she stated as she continued to search for the compound that would end this nightmare plague. After hours of skewering the area she finally fond the briefcase that had the chemicals she needed. Rebecca shook her fist in triumph, "yes, now all I have to do is go into the underground office of a demented madman that's probably filled with flesh eating monsters. Sigh, just another average day..." she stated sarcastically before checking to see if there where any monsters outside and headed to the said office.
Meanwhile, Dr. Grim walked through the disturbingly silent streets of the dead city with an old army issue revolver in hand. There was a brake in the silence as a buzzing sound filled the air, "Tyron? Is that you, you twisted ghoul?" Grim asked as he readied is revolver, and then a slug-like creature with a human face fell from a nearby rooftop. Grim pointed his gun at the creature and fired all six shots at the creature's head, killing it with the sixth shot, "well, you look like Tyron but I doubt Tyron would go down so easily. Hmm, that leaves whatever is making that buzzing sound...alright you bastard show your self!" Grim demanded. Tyron floated down and casually walked up to Grim; "you still have that old war souvenir I see. Well it saved your life more than once back then so I suppose its understandable you'd make it your weapon of chose here." Tyron said glancing at the old gun in Grim's hand.
Grim also glanced at his gun and then back at his former employer, "you didn't came here to hear one of my war stories Tyron, so what are you waiting for...kill me!" Grim said irritably. Tyron grinned at the old man; "Grim by name, Grim by nature...glad to see this experience hasn't changed you old friend. I have no real desire to kill you doctor, after all I have done so much to keep you from those that do, but if you don't tell me where that blasted briefcase is then I will have to. You know it's a pity that you decided to betray me Grim, and after I did so much to protect you from the lynch mobs in Berlin. It must be offal to be so miss-understood...you where just doing what you where paid to do and it was all in the name of science. So what if you helped develop biological weapons for the Nazis, I mean without your work the T-virus may never have been developed and where would that leave me?" Tyron's grin widened slightly.
Grim scowled at him, "my work killed hundreds of people and unlike you I'm not a genocidal psychopath. The only reason I fled Germany was because I was too much of a cowered to face the consequences of my actions but this time it's your turn to pay for what you've done!" Grim said forcefully. Tyron chuckled, "so by stopping me that exonerates you does it?" he asked, Grim smiled slightly, "no...I'm paying for my crimes by living this nightmare" with that Grim through his empty revolver at Tyron and turned and ran. The revolver struck the unready mutant in the head and he reeled back slightly, "aarrgg...so the time for talk is over, is it? Fine then, it's time for the chase, it's time for DEATH!" Tyron screamed as a rumbling sound began from underneath his feet.
As the ground split apart and a slug-like creature erupted from the ground a second monster burst through a nearby building wall and lumbered towards Tyron. The second creature's chest opened and the slug creature squelched unto the opining, then Tyron flew onto the creatures shoulders and nestled his body into the huge mouth of the slug creature. The mouth closed around his body until only his head was showing then the newly formed creature began lumbering towards Dr. Grim as he continued to run. After what seemed like an eternity of running Grim ducked into an ally way and rested against a wall, for a man of his advanced years he had covered a good distance. The streets where still just as silent as before, save for the sound of a burning car near the entrance of the ally. A shadow fell over the ally, "Doctor, you have something I want..." Tyron said, his voice sounded deeper and somewhat inhuman. Grim sighed and smiled smugly at the huge creature that almost completely blocked out the blaze behind it, "I don't have it. That girl does, and she seemed like she would be intent on using it" Grim stated, chuckling slightly.
Tyron scowled then smiled at the smug old man, "you mean Miss Chambers, don't you? Well she needs to get the last chemical from my office to complete the compound so I know exactly where she is and I'll get to dispose of that damn compound and finish my little game all in one go. I guess I should thank you doctor..." a tentacle extended from Tyron's arm and scoured Grim through the heart, "...so I'll kill you quickly. Know on to more pressing matters" Tyron said as he turned to walk away, just then a burning Zombie forced it's way out of the burning car and stood upright in front of Tyron. The Zombie groaned and lurched towards him, then Tyron's fist fell on the Zombie's head and it crumpled to the ground with it's spine shattered, Tyron smiled as he watched the Zombie fold in on it's self.
Rebecca had made it to the general area of Tyron's lab with no incident but standing directly outside of the building was a Tyrant, "damn, another one..."Rebecca groaned as she studied the creature. This Tyrant seemed to look like the experimental version she fought in her first encounter with the T- virus. The creature was clearly of a lower grade than the ones she had seen marching through the streets and it had probably been made for the soul purpose of guarding the lab. Rebecca checked her ammo and after readying her shotgun she lept out from the shadows she was hiding in and fired off as many shots as she could at the creature.
In the instant that she had made her surprise attack the creature was knocked back by the consecutive shots, as Rebecca was only ten feet away. While the low grade Tyrant recovered Rebecca reloaded and began taking potshots at the creature as it swiped at her, "damn it why wont you go down?!" she exclaimed. After taking several shot in the head and god knows how many shots in its barrel chest the Tyrant stumbled backwards and fell to the floor. Rebecca looked the fallen monster up and down and fired the last of her shotgun shells into its head for good measure, "sigh...I hope you don't have any friends waiting for me inside" she said as she walked inside.
Lucky for her, it seemed that the Tyrant was the only creature in the area, which was just as well because all she had left where two handguns and all the ammo she could carry. Inside the building it was deathly quiet, and as she walked through the hall that led to the staircase too Tyron's office she remembered the first time she had come to this place. The disturbing paintings that lined the walls of the hall seemed different somehow; it certainly made more sense to her that a man like Tyron Markus would want to surround himself with such images. However, there was something else, the paintings seemed to have some common thread now like they where all part of the same image only segmented. Rebecca shuddered at the thought that she might actually be able to understand how Tyron's demented mind worked, "just concentrate on the task at hand. That's all that matters," she said to herself as she opened the door to the staircase.
Rebecca tensioned as she reached the doors to Tyron's office and as she opened the doors something lunged at her and she emptied both clips into it. Despite the number of times it was shot the creature still slashed at her with incredible speed, Rebecca had taken several superficial cuts and had a deep gash in her stomach. The creature, though still very dangerous, was clearly slowing down form its wounds and as it took a moment to recuperate, Rebecca reloaded and fired at the creature until her guns where empty again. This time the creature fell to the flour and lay there motionless, "oh, so its you is it?" Rebecca commented as she recognized the creature, it was Tor. The horribly mutated girl pulled herself up on one arm and looked at her bullet riddled body as Rebecca reloaded and began looking for the last chemical in Tyron's desk.
Tor looked at herself confused, "I remember now...being human, going to school. I remember my parents and a sister, or maybe just a good friend...it's hard to tell. I almost remember my name, it was..." she slumped to the floor and Rebecca considered what she had said. After taking a minuet to clear her head, she found the last chemical in the bottom drawer of the desk and after she had read the instructions, she mixed them together to make the compound she needed. She considered the light purple liquid in her hand, "I guess the T-virus doesn't look any more impressive before it starts working ether" she stated before pocketing the liquid and leaving the office. Rebecca know she needed to find a large amount of water to use the compound so she headed towards the park area, there was a river there and possibly a lake as well.
Not long after she had left, Tyron's insect body walked into his office to find Tor dead on the flour, "a pity, I would have liked to have seen what her next mutation would have been. Now things are getting dangerous, if that blasted girl gets to a large enough water supple she could ruin everything! Still there are only so many places with that much water...if she's stupid enough to go to the park then I have nothing to worry about. Wait, the park that's exactly where she'd go!" Tyron said, grinning evilly to himself. Tyron buzzed out of his old lab and rejoined with his larger body.
Rebecca had been running for some time and had just arrived at the park only to find hundreds apawn thousands of advanced Tyrants lurching around the area. She made her way through the army as best she could and had managed to avoid being seen by the thankfully slow-witted creatures and had found a small lake in the center of the park. She readied the compound in her hand and was about to through it when something hit her from behind, "well now what are you going to do?" Tyron asked as one of his tentacles retracted into his arm. Rebecca felt round the open wound on her back, "what did you do to me?" she groaned as the Tyrants spread out to allow Tyron to pass. Tyron smiled at her; "I infected you of cares. Now that little cure of your's is as lethal to you as it is to me but don't despair, you wont turn into a Zombie you'll became like me. Hmm, who knows...maybe in time you could grow to like me or ever love me" he said smugly.
Rebecca glanced down at the glass container in her hand and then opened it, "oh, come now Rebecca you're a smart girl...you know that being liquidated is going to hurt. Don't do anything foolish," Tyron said as Rebecca held the compound in the air. She scowled at Tyron before throwing the glass container into the lake, "that's Miss Chambers to you..." Rebecca stated as the lake turned the same shade of light purple as the compound. Then a cloud of purple smoke filled the air and Rebecca felt it catch her throat and then she collapsed to the ground.
Before the cloud filed the air Tyron separated from his larger body and flew up into the air, trying to out run the cloud as it filled the whole crater that New Raccoon City was built in. As the cloud filled the streets every Zombie and monster that inhabited them grow thinner until there was nothing left but bone, then the bones began to melt and evaporate like ice on red hot metal. While the streets where being cleansed of the T-virus plague the skies of the city still had one last monster to be removed, and as the cloud surround Tyron he to began to grow thinner in mid-air. As he fell to the ground, his bones disappeared into the air and all trace of the demented mad scientist, Tyron Markus was washed away with him.
Days later, Rebecca awoke in a hospital bed with a splitting headache, "where am I?" she muttered to herself as she slowly sat up. A man in a business suit stood beside her bed, "your in a military hospital in California, Miss Chambers. I'm Agent Maxwell of the FBI, and you are perhaps the luckiest young women on the planet" the man stated as he showed Rebecca his badge to verify his identity. Rebecca felt the area on her back where Tyron's tentacle hit her; "the doctors say that the scare will fade, but even if it doesn't it's a small price to pay. If the infection had ran any deeper then you would have been liquidated just like those monsters" Maxwell explained. Rebecca lay back down and smiled contently to herself, "yea, I just hope I'm tat lucky next time..." she said as she closed her eye and sighed contently.