Resident Evil
Ultimate Nightmare
Chapter 1
The sun shone brightly over Raccoon City. The sky was blue and the gentle wind blew through the streets. The sunlight was reflected by the raindrops that still remained from yesterday's rainfall. The skyscrapers threw huge shadows upon the city. It was early in the morning, and people were busy minding their own business. Some were stuck in traffic, some were on their way to school and some were just late for work. Johnny Svandal was one of them.
"Stupid alarm clock! Stupid car! Stupid man that can't drive and crashed into my car!" he mumbled for himself, as he hasted through the crowded streets. Johnny was a 23 years old guy, had red hair and he was not the biggest guy around, about 5'9".
He looked at his digital watch and sighed. "Damn! This is going to be a new record... I'm two hours late already."
He was late for work again. This would be the fourth time in less than two weeks. This was not god for his career as a police officer. Johnny was a member of the Special Operations Team, in Raccoon City.
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"Oh sorry, Mr." a little boy said, as he bumped into him. But before he could go anywhere Johnny took a firm grip around his arm.
"Hey! Let me go!" the little guy shouted, trying to get away. But Johnny tightened his grip around the boys arm.
"If you'll give me my wallet back, kid." he said calmly.
"Let me go! I havn't done anything!" he shouted back. He was really trying to get away now.
"Look kid, I don't have time for this shit. So give me my wallet back, now!" The boy looked at him for a few seconds before pulling a wallet out from his pocket. The little pickpocket gave it back to its rightful owner with an angry look.
"Now get lost!" Johnny said, and let go of his arm. The sly thief turned around and ran away. Johnny put his wallet back in his grey jacket, and began walking again.
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He felt a sudden relief as he saw the police station. Raccoon Police Department was written in big white letters on the concrete wall above the entrance. Johnny hurried to the door. Knowing perfectly what he could expect once inside.
"Late again are we?" the lady in the reception said, as he came trough the door. She could see that he wasn't in a good mood, so she decided not to make another joke. Although she was very tempted to do so.
Johnny ran up the stair to the second floor, his steps made a hollow echo in the reception hall. He continued down a long and narrow corridor. At the end of it he came to a wooden door. He turned the doorknob and entered the room.
"Hi there! Early as usual?"
"Hi, Barry." Barry was sitting at his desk, toying with his Colt Python. Barry was a real nice guy, always polite and always wanted everyone to be satisfied. He had been a member of the SWAT unit in Raccoon for many years. But soon he would be transferred to another unit.
"So? What's today's excuse?"
"Well..." Johnny started.
"I was taking the car out of the garage, and then this guy came and rammed into me. He just came out of nowhere and crashed into my side." Barry smiled and put away his gun.
"You kids have got to learn how to drive some day... But anyway, here's someone I'd like you to meet." he waved to a man standing in the corner of the room and he began to walk towards them.
"Johnny Svandal, meet Chris Redfield! Old friend of mine, really nice guy." he was about Johnny's age, just above 20. A little taller and had dark hair. They shook hands.
"Pleased to meet you Chirs. You're also recruited for the new team?"
"Yeah." he replied. "Me and Barry here are both transferred to S.T.A.R.S. You as well?"
"No. I haven't heard anything from them, anyway." Johnny said, feeling a bit depressed. S.T.A.R.S. were sent to Raccoon City to replace the Special Operations Team. What was he and his teammates going to do after that?
There had been many strange cases in Raccoon City lately. Gunshots had been heard in the Arklay Mountains. And there were rumors about families and tourists gone missing. But not the local police or S.O.T. had been able to solve anything. Therefore, S.T.A.R.S. had been called in to investigate. When they took over, he would probably be reassigned. Or even worse, lose his job. But he was hoping for a position within the ranks of S.T.A.R.S.
"Is the captain here?" Johnny asked Barry.
"Yeah, he's in his office." he answered and pointed to the far end of the room, towards a little office.
"Got to have a word with him, nice meeting you Chris." Johnny went past Barry's desk and continued towards the captain's office.
"Where is he from?" Chris asked Barry. "His dialect was kinda strange."
"He is from Norway. But his English isn't that bad is it?"
"No, not at all. Just a funny dialect." Barry had to smile. It was not the first time someone had commented on Johnny's dialect. Suddenly Barry felt a bit sad. He and Norwegian had been good friends for a long time, would they still be friends after Barry joined S.T.A.R.S. Or would Johnny perhaps move to another place, another city. That would be so sad. Barry picked up his revolver, and started toying with it again.
"So... Anyone else we know that's gonna be in our team?" Chris asked. "I've heard Jill Valentine is going to be with us. You know her?"
"No, I don't think so." Barry replied. "But I know Rebecca Chambers have been asked to join." Chris tried to remember if he had seen her before.
"The medic, the girl?"
"That's the one!" Barry said. "And Brad Vickers is going to be our pilot. He said so two days ago."
"Brad? The sissy?" Chris laughed. "I've heard rumors of him, not the bravest guy around is he?" he smiled.
"No he's not. But he sure as hell is a good pilot anyway." Barry added.
Brad Vickers was known for his nervousness. He had been flying helicopters for the Racoon Police Department for several years. He was a great pilot, no doubt. And he was also a good friend of both Johnny and Barry.
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Johnny knocked on the door to the captain's office.
"Come in!" he heard from the inside. Johnny opened the door and went inside. The captain's office was very little. One wall had two windows covered by blinds. On the other side of the room, there was a long shelf with some medals and diplomas. In front of him were a chair and a desk, covered in files and notes from solved and unsolved cases. The captain sat behind the desk, in his chair. Enjoying a cup of newly made coffee.
"Please, take a seat." he said. Johnny walked over to him and sat down on the chair.
"What can I do for you today, Mr. Svandal?" The captain took off his sunglasses, and cleaned them.
"This S.T.A.R.S. unit..." Johnny started. "Do you know if they would be interested in more people?"
"Maybe. Are you interested?"
"Yes, sir. I would really like to be a part of the unit. Do you have any idea if they want someone with my skills?"
"I'll talk to them. They give me a bunch of candidates they think would fit in. I get to choose which one's I want. I'll put in a good word for you. But..." he put his sunglasses back on, and look at Johnny. "You have something to to first."
"What?" Johnny asked curiously.
"You can call it S.O.T.'s last mission. You and the rest of The Ravens will go to Arklay Mountains, to investigate the last disappearence of a tourist group." The Ravens were the nickname of Johnny's S.O.T. unit. "The operation will begin whenever you guys are ready. I believe Mr. Vickers wants to fly you out there before it gets dark."
"Why would tourists go to such a dangerous area?" Johnny wondered.
"I have no idea, probably someone who wanted to see if the monster rumors were true." the captain said, as he took another sip of his coffee.
"Anyway..." he continued. "I think it would be best if you and The Ravens went as soon as possible. The chief of police wants results, and he won't get them if you don't do anything." Johnny stood up and walked to the door. As he turned the doorknob, he turned to the captain and said:
"Don't worry sir, we'll find out what happened out there. See you later, captain Wesker."
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End of chapter 1
This is my first fic, so please let me know if you liked it or not. I'm a bit busy right now, but I will try to get chapter 2 out as soon as possible.
Ultimate Nightmare
Chapter 1
The sun shone brightly over Raccoon City. The sky was blue and the gentle wind blew through the streets. The sunlight was reflected by the raindrops that still remained from yesterday's rainfall. The skyscrapers threw huge shadows upon the city. It was early in the morning, and people were busy minding their own business. Some were stuck in traffic, some were on their way to school and some were just late for work. Johnny Svandal was one of them.
"Stupid alarm clock! Stupid car! Stupid man that can't drive and crashed into my car!" he mumbled for himself, as he hasted through the crowded streets. Johnny was a 23 years old guy, had red hair and he was not the biggest guy around, about 5'9".
He looked at his digital watch and sighed. "Damn! This is going to be a new record... I'm two hours late already."
He was late for work again. This would be the fourth time in less than two weeks. This was not god for his career as a police officer. Johnny was a member of the Special Operations Team, in Raccoon City.
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"Oh sorry, Mr." a little boy said, as he bumped into him. But before he could go anywhere Johnny took a firm grip around his arm.
"Hey! Let me go!" the little guy shouted, trying to get away. But Johnny tightened his grip around the boys arm.
"If you'll give me my wallet back, kid." he said calmly.
"Let me go! I havn't done anything!" he shouted back. He was really trying to get away now.
"Look kid, I don't have time for this shit. So give me my wallet back, now!" The boy looked at him for a few seconds before pulling a wallet out from his pocket. The little pickpocket gave it back to its rightful owner with an angry look.
"Now get lost!" Johnny said, and let go of his arm. The sly thief turned around and ran away. Johnny put his wallet back in his grey jacket, and began walking again.
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He felt a sudden relief as he saw the police station. Raccoon Police Department was written in big white letters on the concrete wall above the entrance. Johnny hurried to the door. Knowing perfectly what he could expect once inside.
"Late again are we?" the lady in the reception said, as he came trough the door. She could see that he wasn't in a good mood, so she decided not to make another joke. Although she was very tempted to do so.
Johnny ran up the stair to the second floor, his steps made a hollow echo in the reception hall. He continued down a long and narrow corridor. At the end of it he came to a wooden door. He turned the doorknob and entered the room.
"Hi there! Early as usual?"
"Hi, Barry." Barry was sitting at his desk, toying with his Colt Python. Barry was a real nice guy, always polite and always wanted everyone to be satisfied. He had been a member of the SWAT unit in Raccoon for many years. But soon he would be transferred to another unit.
"So? What's today's excuse?"
"Well..." Johnny started.
"I was taking the car out of the garage, and then this guy came and rammed into me. He just came out of nowhere and crashed into my side." Barry smiled and put away his gun.
"You kids have got to learn how to drive some day... But anyway, here's someone I'd like you to meet." he waved to a man standing in the corner of the room and he began to walk towards them.
"Johnny Svandal, meet Chris Redfield! Old friend of mine, really nice guy." he was about Johnny's age, just above 20. A little taller and had dark hair. They shook hands.
"Pleased to meet you Chirs. You're also recruited for the new team?"
"Yeah." he replied. "Me and Barry here are both transferred to S.T.A.R.S. You as well?"
"No. I haven't heard anything from them, anyway." Johnny said, feeling a bit depressed. S.T.A.R.S. were sent to Raccoon City to replace the Special Operations Team. What was he and his teammates going to do after that?
There had been many strange cases in Raccoon City lately. Gunshots had been heard in the Arklay Mountains. And there were rumors about families and tourists gone missing. But not the local police or S.O.T. had been able to solve anything. Therefore, S.T.A.R.S. had been called in to investigate. When they took over, he would probably be reassigned. Or even worse, lose his job. But he was hoping for a position within the ranks of S.T.A.R.S.
"Is the captain here?" Johnny asked Barry.
"Yeah, he's in his office." he answered and pointed to the far end of the room, towards a little office.
"Got to have a word with him, nice meeting you Chris." Johnny went past Barry's desk and continued towards the captain's office.
"Where is he from?" Chris asked Barry. "His dialect was kinda strange."
"He is from Norway. But his English isn't that bad is it?"
"No, not at all. Just a funny dialect." Barry had to smile. It was not the first time someone had commented on Johnny's dialect. Suddenly Barry felt a bit sad. He and Norwegian had been good friends for a long time, would they still be friends after Barry joined S.T.A.R.S. Or would Johnny perhaps move to another place, another city. That would be so sad. Barry picked up his revolver, and started toying with it again.
"So... Anyone else we know that's gonna be in our team?" Chris asked. "I've heard Jill Valentine is going to be with us. You know her?"
"No, I don't think so." Barry replied. "But I know Rebecca Chambers have been asked to join." Chris tried to remember if he had seen her before.
"The medic, the girl?"
"That's the one!" Barry said. "And Brad Vickers is going to be our pilot. He said so two days ago."
"Brad? The sissy?" Chris laughed. "I've heard rumors of him, not the bravest guy around is he?" he smiled.
"No he's not. But he sure as hell is a good pilot anyway." Barry added.
Brad Vickers was known for his nervousness. He had been flying helicopters for the Racoon Police Department for several years. He was a great pilot, no doubt. And he was also a good friend of both Johnny and Barry.
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Johnny knocked on the door to the captain's office.
"Come in!" he heard from the inside. Johnny opened the door and went inside. The captain's office was very little. One wall had two windows covered by blinds. On the other side of the room, there was a long shelf with some medals and diplomas. In front of him were a chair and a desk, covered in files and notes from solved and unsolved cases. The captain sat behind the desk, in his chair. Enjoying a cup of newly made coffee.
"Please, take a seat." he said. Johnny walked over to him and sat down on the chair.
"What can I do for you today, Mr. Svandal?" The captain took off his sunglasses, and cleaned them.
"This S.T.A.R.S. unit..." Johnny started. "Do you know if they would be interested in more people?"
"Maybe. Are you interested?"
"Yes, sir. I would really like to be a part of the unit. Do you have any idea if they want someone with my skills?"
"I'll talk to them. They give me a bunch of candidates they think would fit in. I get to choose which one's I want. I'll put in a good word for you. But..." he put his sunglasses back on, and look at Johnny. "You have something to to first."
"What?" Johnny asked curiously.
"You can call it S.O.T.'s last mission. You and the rest of The Ravens will go to Arklay Mountains, to investigate the last disappearence of a tourist group." The Ravens were the nickname of Johnny's S.O.T. unit. "The operation will begin whenever you guys are ready. I believe Mr. Vickers wants to fly you out there before it gets dark."
"Why would tourists go to such a dangerous area?" Johnny wondered.
"I have no idea, probably someone who wanted to see if the monster rumors were true." the captain said, as he took another sip of his coffee.
"Anyway..." he continued. "I think it would be best if you and The Ravens went as soon as possible. The chief of police wants results, and he won't get them if you don't do anything." Johnny stood up and walked to the door. As he turned the doorknob, he turned to the captain and said:
"Don't worry sir, we'll find out what happened out there. See you later, captain Wesker."
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End of chapter 1
This is my first fic, so please let me know if you liked it or not. I'm a bit busy right now, but I will try to get chapter 2 out as soon as possible.