My own Resident Evil story.
8. – GT-Tyrant.
We opened the big door leading to a long hall. There was a door in the end of the hall. There inside was a large circular room with a large "H" on the floor. "This is the platform. But how do we get out?" Brandon was wondering. I looked around and noticed three panels on the sides of the platform. "How about these panels? They have a keyhole each." I nodded with Brandon. Casey was swinging three keys on her hands, "Do you mean these keys?" "Casey! You are genius!" We took a key each and headed to the panels. We turned the keys, but nothing happened. There were four minutes and a half to detonation. "What are we going to do?" I thought about it. Why three panels? I realized, "We have to turn the keyholes at the same time." "You sure about this?" Brandon wondered. "Look, just turn your keyhole ach at my sign. 1... 2... 3!" The keyholes turned at the same time, and some red light lighted up on the edges of the platform. Another prerecorded voice announced the lift up. "Warning, Emergency helipad platform rising up, all personal on the surface area please stay away from opening ratio." With a little shake, the platform began lifting up. The voice announced that there were three remaining minutes until detonation. The ceiling was opening revealing the dark sky. A fresh breeze of wind whistled on my skin. We were getting out and we ad a lot of time. But there was a shadow on the edge of the surface...
The shadow was recognizable. Mr. X survived and it would get us once for all. "Mr. X?!?" I drew the Magnum tight as I warned Brandon and Casey. "Be on your guard!" The shadow fell from the edge and it crashed dead. Covered with it's own blood with no life. "If Mr. X is dead, then..." I turned up again watching a second shadow bearing a bloody claw; the heavy heartbeats resonated in the big hole. "GT-Tyrant!" The shadow jumped down reaching us. It lifted its body up standing to attack us. "Scatter!" I shouted as we separated in tri-formation. It turned to me and rushed at high speed with its claw on the back. I dodged to my right dodging the heavy blade. It was hard enough to cut thru steel. I was lying on the floor trying to stand up, but the GT-Tyrant was getting ready for another attack. A wrath of shots came from Casey's direction. "Leave him alone you freak show!" She was shooting the magnum. The GT-Tyrant faced her as it rushed again preparing its claw. Brandon rushed to Casey and pushed her to save her from the attack, he tried to dodge the sash, but a scream of pain ruined any hope. "Hey! I'm here!" I resumed my shooting as the back of the GT-Tyrant, it turned rushing again, and I dodged once again making the heavy claw to strike one of the panels. The claw was stuck. I rushed with Brandon, "Are you Okay?" I asked him. "Yes, I'm fine. Ouch!" his right leg was bleeding badly. The slash had hit his right leg when he saved Casey. He needed to be treated and fast! "Look! We're getting to the surface!" Casey declared, after a few seconds, we were out, but the hope vanished at that moment. "We're in a private heliport!" There were big walls surrounding us, and just two minutes left. "Dammit! We're gonna blow up if we don't get chopped into pieces first!" It didn't matter how many shot we would shoot. It was invincible. "How can we defeat this thing?!?"
Suddenly I saw a big shadow surrounding me, a rush of wind waving my hair. I turned up. It was a helicopter. From the slide door, there was a lady in a blue top and miniskirt firing a berretta handgun against the GT-Tyrant. She turned to me as she kicked something from the helicopter. "Here! Use it!" It was a large dark green object. The GT-Tyrant turned to the helicopter and leaped up like a frog. "Carlos! Up!" "No problem señorita!" The helicopter gained altitude-avoiding damage from the GT-Tyrant. "Who are you?" The lady turned to me. "Leave the formalities for later! Blast that Tyrant up with that!" "Okay!" I rushed to the object. The shape, color and weight. It was a Rocket Launcher! "Yes!" I nodded in happiness.
I grabbed the heavy Rocket Launcher and let it rest on my shoulder. Turning the scope on I was able to see lots and lots of readers. I just paid attention to the target mark focusing my sight on the GT-Tyrant. When I had it in a perfect position I shouted taunting at him. "Eat this Bitch!" I pulled the trigger firing a powerful rocket from one of the four mouths. The impulse pushed me back, but the rocket was going straight to the GT- Tyrant. The GT-Tyrant just placed his claw in a defense position, and when the rocket made contact with it, it moved the claw basically pushing the rocket away. The rolling rocket crashed against a wall. "No!" I said. The lady was talking low about this monster. "Dang! This Tyrant is a lot smarter than we expected!" She turned to me once again with an advice. "You need someone as bait to attract the Tyrant close enough!" I turned to the lady. "Yes! Casey! I need you to distract the GT-Tyrant!" Casey turned to me with a decided face. "Okay!" She fired the Magnum three times, after those three times the clip was empty. The GT-Tyrant chased her and she ran. "Now come to me!" She turned to me as she saw the Rocket Launcher on my shoulder. "Here I go!" She turned her direction and ran to me as fast as she could. When she was close enough, she dodged to the right. "Clear!" The GT-Tyrant was in front of me not able to assume it's defensive position. I gripped the trigger as I nodded, "Guess what Test tube freak? You're finished!" I pulled the Trigger once again firing a second rocket. The GT- Tyrant was running, and with the fast rocket, it wasn't able to dodge it. The rocket basically dug in its chest. For a few seconds the GT-Tyrant was struggling, but after a few seconds, the GT-Tyrant's body blew from the chest. The GT-Tyrant's pieces were flying away on fire. Only there were the hip and legs left. There was a rush of blood coming from the hip; the legs walked a few steps and their knees dropped dead to the ground. The GT- Tyrant was finally dead.
There were only two minutes remaining and the helicopter landed on the heliport. The lady in the blue top and a man in a green uniform and a green vest went out to help us. The man came close to me and said, "Come on! Inside of the helicopter!" "But Brandon!" He saw Brandon lying on the floor. "Shit! Rebecca! We need medical help here!" "Right on it Chris!" From the helicopter there was a red haired girl coming out helping the lady of the blue top carrying Brandon to the Helicopter. We were on and ready to go. The lady in blue top turned to the pilot. "Carlos! Get us out of here!" "As you wish Jill!" The helicopter took altitude leaving the place. In my watch there was the final countdown. 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5...4... 3... 2...1...0... Suddenly the entire factory and heliport blew up in a rage of fire. The intense smoke was visible at the distance.
The nightmare was finally over, but there were still some questions to answer. The guys who rescued us were going to tell us all.
8. – GT-Tyrant.
We opened the big door leading to a long hall. There was a door in the end of the hall. There inside was a large circular room with a large "H" on the floor. "This is the platform. But how do we get out?" Brandon was wondering. I looked around and noticed three panels on the sides of the platform. "How about these panels? They have a keyhole each." I nodded with Brandon. Casey was swinging three keys on her hands, "Do you mean these keys?" "Casey! You are genius!" We took a key each and headed to the panels. We turned the keys, but nothing happened. There were four minutes and a half to detonation. "What are we going to do?" I thought about it. Why three panels? I realized, "We have to turn the keyholes at the same time." "You sure about this?" Brandon wondered. "Look, just turn your keyhole ach at my sign. 1... 2... 3!" The keyholes turned at the same time, and some red light lighted up on the edges of the platform. Another prerecorded voice announced the lift up. "Warning, Emergency helipad platform rising up, all personal on the surface area please stay away from opening ratio." With a little shake, the platform began lifting up. The voice announced that there were three remaining minutes until detonation. The ceiling was opening revealing the dark sky. A fresh breeze of wind whistled on my skin. We were getting out and we ad a lot of time. But there was a shadow on the edge of the surface...
The shadow was recognizable. Mr. X survived and it would get us once for all. "Mr. X?!?" I drew the Magnum tight as I warned Brandon and Casey. "Be on your guard!" The shadow fell from the edge and it crashed dead. Covered with it's own blood with no life. "If Mr. X is dead, then..." I turned up again watching a second shadow bearing a bloody claw; the heavy heartbeats resonated in the big hole. "GT-Tyrant!" The shadow jumped down reaching us. It lifted its body up standing to attack us. "Scatter!" I shouted as we separated in tri-formation. It turned to me and rushed at high speed with its claw on the back. I dodged to my right dodging the heavy blade. It was hard enough to cut thru steel. I was lying on the floor trying to stand up, but the GT-Tyrant was getting ready for another attack. A wrath of shots came from Casey's direction. "Leave him alone you freak show!" She was shooting the magnum. The GT-Tyrant faced her as it rushed again preparing its claw. Brandon rushed to Casey and pushed her to save her from the attack, he tried to dodge the sash, but a scream of pain ruined any hope. "Hey! I'm here!" I resumed my shooting as the back of the GT-Tyrant, it turned rushing again, and I dodged once again making the heavy claw to strike one of the panels. The claw was stuck. I rushed with Brandon, "Are you Okay?" I asked him. "Yes, I'm fine. Ouch!" his right leg was bleeding badly. The slash had hit his right leg when he saved Casey. He needed to be treated and fast! "Look! We're getting to the surface!" Casey declared, after a few seconds, we were out, but the hope vanished at that moment. "We're in a private heliport!" There were big walls surrounding us, and just two minutes left. "Dammit! We're gonna blow up if we don't get chopped into pieces first!" It didn't matter how many shot we would shoot. It was invincible. "How can we defeat this thing?!?"
Suddenly I saw a big shadow surrounding me, a rush of wind waving my hair. I turned up. It was a helicopter. From the slide door, there was a lady in a blue top and miniskirt firing a berretta handgun against the GT-Tyrant. She turned to me as she kicked something from the helicopter. "Here! Use it!" It was a large dark green object. The GT-Tyrant turned to the helicopter and leaped up like a frog. "Carlos! Up!" "No problem señorita!" The helicopter gained altitude-avoiding damage from the GT-Tyrant. "Who are you?" The lady turned to me. "Leave the formalities for later! Blast that Tyrant up with that!" "Okay!" I rushed to the object. The shape, color and weight. It was a Rocket Launcher! "Yes!" I nodded in happiness.
I grabbed the heavy Rocket Launcher and let it rest on my shoulder. Turning the scope on I was able to see lots and lots of readers. I just paid attention to the target mark focusing my sight on the GT-Tyrant. When I had it in a perfect position I shouted taunting at him. "Eat this Bitch!" I pulled the trigger firing a powerful rocket from one of the four mouths. The impulse pushed me back, but the rocket was going straight to the GT- Tyrant. The GT-Tyrant just placed his claw in a defense position, and when the rocket made contact with it, it moved the claw basically pushing the rocket away. The rolling rocket crashed against a wall. "No!" I said. The lady was talking low about this monster. "Dang! This Tyrant is a lot smarter than we expected!" She turned to me once again with an advice. "You need someone as bait to attract the Tyrant close enough!" I turned to the lady. "Yes! Casey! I need you to distract the GT-Tyrant!" Casey turned to me with a decided face. "Okay!" She fired the Magnum three times, after those three times the clip was empty. The GT-Tyrant chased her and she ran. "Now come to me!" She turned to me as she saw the Rocket Launcher on my shoulder. "Here I go!" She turned her direction and ran to me as fast as she could. When she was close enough, she dodged to the right. "Clear!" The GT-Tyrant was in front of me not able to assume it's defensive position. I gripped the trigger as I nodded, "Guess what Test tube freak? You're finished!" I pulled the Trigger once again firing a second rocket. The GT- Tyrant was running, and with the fast rocket, it wasn't able to dodge it. The rocket basically dug in its chest. For a few seconds the GT-Tyrant was struggling, but after a few seconds, the GT-Tyrant's body blew from the chest. The GT-Tyrant's pieces were flying away on fire. Only there were the hip and legs left. There was a rush of blood coming from the hip; the legs walked a few steps and their knees dropped dead to the ground. The GT- Tyrant was finally dead.
There were only two minutes remaining and the helicopter landed on the heliport. The lady in the blue top and a man in a green uniform and a green vest went out to help us. The man came close to me and said, "Come on! Inside of the helicopter!" "But Brandon!" He saw Brandon lying on the floor. "Shit! Rebecca! We need medical help here!" "Right on it Chris!" From the helicopter there was a red haired girl coming out helping the lady of the blue top carrying Brandon to the Helicopter. We were on and ready to go. The lady in blue top turned to the pilot. "Carlos! Get us out of here!" "As you wish Jill!" The helicopter took altitude leaving the place. In my watch there was the final countdown. 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5...4... 3... 2...1...0... Suddenly the entire factory and heliport blew up in a rage of fire. The intense smoke was visible at the distance.
The nightmare was finally over, but there were still some questions to answer. The guys who rescued us were going to tell us all.