Chapter 2
Ideas of a Veteran Cop
"Raccoon City? Unanswered questions boiled in Jason's brain as he wiped the blood away from his now partially deaf right ear. Abe, get someone on this; I think the detectives are going to have a field day." Abe's body still shook with fear. The past events that happened just five minutes ago still pained him like a knife to the heart. "Jason, Asked Abe with a sense of hostility. "What in God's name just happened here? I mean, look at this guy. He's not normal. Did you look at his face?" Jason looked at the faceless body lying huddled on the ground. The blood from the hole in the man's face had splattered everywhere. It was quite a mess. "Jason! Screamed the now angered Abe. Are you listening?" "I heard you all right! Screamed back Jason. I am just having a hard time trying to figure out what you are talking about when I had my back turned to this guy the whole time! So what did he look like?!" Abe was obviously flustered, his face was now a rose red color and his eyes were wide with anger. He halfway opened his mouth to speak when the sound of a helicopter erupted from overhead.
Abe and Jason ran outside to see what was happening. Their eyes were blinded by the shiny outer figure of a silver helicopter. "What the hell?" Jason muttered. The helicopter landed in the middle of the partially deserted street. Just then, a hoard of men in white suits and gas masks marched out. Each one was carrying a weird device of some sort and an M-16 strewn across their backs. Two more helicopters came and more men jumped out. These men started putting up barricades and tried holding spectators away. The stereotyped phrases "Move along Sir" and "Nothing to see here" was being heard constantly. Jason and Abe stood in disbelief of the whole operation. That is until three musclemen dressed in black tackled the two with ease and stuck them with needles. Without a word to be said, Jason saw himself and Abe being lifted onto a helicopter. He felt his body passing out slowly. He heard two men whispering to each other. It sounded as if one was giving orders to another. The more dominant of the two men was saying something along the lines of "I want this cleaned up, nothing left, this incident never happened." Seconds later, Jason lost all consciousness.
Jason awoke with a jolt, hitting his head on the inside of the roof of his squad car. He looked around; he was in the parking lot of the Police Department. His head ached as if he had a bad hangover. He rubbed his eyes and realized that Abe wasn't there. "I guess he's inside." Jason thought to himself. He then proceeded to stumble out of his car and walk to the station. Inside he found it in chaos. Cops were running around in a hurry. Scurrying to get bulletproof vests on their backs and rifles in their hands. Even the secretary was suiting up. A flurry of rifles and pistols were being strewn around the room. HKs, Benelli Tactical Shotguns, and Berettas were among the many weapons being picked up. Jason was standing stupefied when an officer came up to him and told him to suit up. "What's going on, do you know where Abe is?" The officer replied saying quickly "There some incident in Raccoon City, cops from all over the state are suiting up and goin in. You better get ready, the first bus is going soon and I think your gonna wanna be on it. You know the saying, first to go in, first to go out! The officer started to run off when Jason stopped him again and asked, "Where is Abe?" The face of the officer grew confused and then he asked, "Who is Abe?" Jason was now very very puzzled. "What could that mean?" he thought to himself. That question was not going to be answered soon because Jason was whisked away to the changing room by the sergeant. "Suit up Jason!" Jason nodded and prepared to handle the situation that was happening in Raccoon City. His vest was on tight and his HK was strapped to his back. He took two four tear gas canisters with him and his favorite knife, just in case this problem in R.C. got outta hand.
The bus ride was long and tense. Every cop on the bus was silent, hoping this would go well. Jason looked around and saw the worry on everyone's' face. He hoped for their sake that this would be a normal job. Get in, subdue, arrest, and get out. The bus driver muttered something to the team leader. Then, the he stopped the bus and turned around, adjusting his helmet. The team leader spoke up saying, "Were here." Jason popped his neck and knuckles, pulled the rifle into his hands and stood up. Looking out the window he saw smoke and heard gunfire. By accident he said aloud, "God, I knew this day wouldn't be normal."
"Raccoon City? Unanswered questions boiled in Jason's brain as he wiped the blood away from his now partially deaf right ear. Abe, get someone on this; I think the detectives are going to have a field day." Abe's body still shook with fear. The past events that happened just five minutes ago still pained him like a knife to the heart. "Jason, Asked Abe with a sense of hostility. "What in God's name just happened here? I mean, look at this guy. He's not normal. Did you look at his face?" Jason looked at the faceless body lying huddled on the ground. The blood from the hole in the man's face had splattered everywhere. It was quite a mess. "Jason! Screamed the now angered Abe. Are you listening?" "I heard you all right! Screamed back Jason. I am just having a hard time trying to figure out what you are talking about when I had my back turned to this guy the whole time! So what did he look like?!" Abe was obviously flustered, his face was now a rose red color and his eyes were wide with anger. He halfway opened his mouth to speak when the sound of a helicopter erupted from overhead.
Abe and Jason ran outside to see what was happening. Their eyes were blinded by the shiny outer figure of a silver helicopter. "What the hell?" Jason muttered. The helicopter landed in the middle of the partially deserted street. Just then, a hoard of men in white suits and gas masks marched out. Each one was carrying a weird device of some sort and an M-16 strewn across their backs. Two more helicopters came and more men jumped out. These men started putting up barricades and tried holding spectators away. The stereotyped phrases "Move along Sir" and "Nothing to see here" was being heard constantly. Jason and Abe stood in disbelief of the whole operation. That is until three musclemen dressed in black tackled the two with ease and stuck them with needles. Without a word to be said, Jason saw himself and Abe being lifted onto a helicopter. He felt his body passing out slowly. He heard two men whispering to each other. It sounded as if one was giving orders to another. The more dominant of the two men was saying something along the lines of "I want this cleaned up, nothing left, this incident never happened." Seconds later, Jason lost all consciousness.
Jason awoke with a jolt, hitting his head on the inside of the roof of his squad car. He looked around; he was in the parking lot of the Police Department. His head ached as if he had a bad hangover. He rubbed his eyes and realized that Abe wasn't there. "I guess he's inside." Jason thought to himself. He then proceeded to stumble out of his car and walk to the station. Inside he found it in chaos. Cops were running around in a hurry. Scurrying to get bulletproof vests on their backs and rifles in their hands. Even the secretary was suiting up. A flurry of rifles and pistols were being strewn around the room. HKs, Benelli Tactical Shotguns, and Berettas were among the many weapons being picked up. Jason was standing stupefied when an officer came up to him and told him to suit up. "What's going on, do you know where Abe is?" The officer replied saying quickly "There some incident in Raccoon City, cops from all over the state are suiting up and goin in. You better get ready, the first bus is going soon and I think your gonna wanna be on it. You know the saying, first to go in, first to go out! The officer started to run off when Jason stopped him again and asked, "Where is Abe?" The face of the officer grew confused and then he asked, "Who is Abe?" Jason was now very very puzzled. "What could that mean?" he thought to himself. That question was not going to be answered soon because Jason was whisked away to the changing room by the sergeant. "Suit up Jason!" Jason nodded and prepared to handle the situation that was happening in Raccoon City. His vest was on tight and his HK was strapped to his back. He took two four tear gas canisters with him and his favorite knife, just in case this problem in R.C. got outta hand.
The bus ride was long and tense. Every cop on the bus was silent, hoping this would go well. Jason looked around and saw the worry on everyone's' face. He hoped for their sake that this would be a normal job. Get in, subdue, arrest, and get out. The bus driver muttered something to the team leader. Then, the he stopped the bus and turned around, adjusting his helmet. The team leader spoke up saying, "Were here." Jason popped his neck and knuckles, pulled the rifle into his hands and stood up. Looking out the window he saw smoke and heard gunfire. By accident he said aloud, "God, I knew this day wouldn't be normal."