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===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter Three: Outbreak
Danny, Marlin, and celia ran fast across the bridge. As they passed Inner Inn, Danny could swear he saw Van pass by one of the windows inside.
They slowed to a pace once they were near Blue Bar. The barrels and crates next to the Bar were on fire, something obviously lighted it up and ran off. Either that or an accident...
"Anyone in there?" Marlin shouted out, loading his shotgun. "Anyone alive? Yo!"
There wasn't a response. Marlin turned around and shrugged at them. Big mistake.
"Marlin, look out!" Celia shrieked.
Marlin turned just in time to see Griffin burst through the door and jump on him. His skin was rotting, and blood was stained on his shirt and face. Marlin fell to the ground and dropped the shotgun. Griffin was eating him alive!
Danny grabbed the shotgun and blasted Griffin in the back with it. Griffin roared and fell off Marlin, who was bleeding severely and moaning in pain.
"The head! Shoot it in the head!" Celia shouted.
Danny loaded another shell into the shotgun, and as Griffin charged at him, he fired it into his head. Griffin's head blasted right off his body, and a spurt of blood gushed from his neck and the body slumped into a bloody heap.
Danny stood panting. Celia was leaning by Marlin's body; the man had passed away. Celia began to sob quietly.
"Marlin..." she said.
"He's dead... theres nothing we can do," Danny muttered.
There was a noise coming from inside the bar. Both of them turned, Danny raising his shotgun.
"Who's there?!" Danny shouted.
Behind Celia, Marlin began to rise. His eyes turned a sudden yellowish color, and from his cold lips issued a low moan. Celia turned around.
"Marlin! You're- Oh my God..."
Marlin raised his hand, which had grown claws on it, and clawed Celia on the chest, knocking her aside and leaving three slashes. Danny raised his shotgun and fired. It was a miss. Marlin jumped into the air at Danny. This time it wasn't a miss, but it wasn't a head shot either. Marlin crashed into a tree. Celia was trying to stand back up, groaning in pain at the three slashes on her chest. Marlin raised from his spot on the tree and charged at Celia. She screamed. Danny aimed his shotgun. If he didn't time his shot right, Celia would die. As Marlin got closer, Danny tensed his finger on the trigger. The oppertunity had come.
Danny fired, and it directly blasted into Marlin's head. Marlin stumbled, a chunk of his head fell, and Marlin colapsed, now a lifeless corpse. Celia was not believing her eyes.
"How? But... Marlin was... was..."
"Dead?" Danny finished for her. "Well, so were Vesta, Takakura, and Griffin back there!"
"How can you tell they weren't-"
"Because they looked plenty dead to me!" Danny said.
Another noise came from inside the bar. They both turned.
"Who is it?" Danny shouted.
It was Muffy. She walked out of the bar, looking around for zombies.
"Chill, I'm alive!" she assured him. "I was cleaning some glasses, when suddenly Griffin died! He fell over after a few pains! We all called Doctor Hardy, but as he was inspecting Griffin, he got up and bit him in the hand! Everyone ran, and I locked myself in my room. Griffin didn't know I was in there, he was too busy chasing Patrick and Kassey."
"Are they okay?" Celia asked.
"I don't know."
"What about Hardy?" Danny asked.
"I didn't see him as I came out..." Muffy shrugged.
Danny loaded his shotgun.
"What is it?" Muffy asked.
"I smell trouble."
He looked down the hill to Daryl's lab. There was some crashing noises, and they didn't sound to scientific to him.
"Daryl's in trouble... come on, even though we hate the guy, this isn't the time to let hate tear us apart. Let's go."
They slowly decended the hill towards Daryl's lab.
===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter Three: Outbreak
Danny, Marlin, and celia ran fast across the bridge. As they passed Inner Inn, Danny could swear he saw Van pass by one of the windows inside.
They slowed to a pace once they were near Blue Bar. The barrels and crates next to the Bar were on fire, something obviously lighted it up and ran off. Either that or an accident...
"Anyone in there?" Marlin shouted out, loading his shotgun. "Anyone alive? Yo!"
There wasn't a response. Marlin turned around and shrugged at them. Big mistake.
"Marlin, look out!" Celia shrieked.
Marlin turned just in time to see Griffin burst through the door and jump on him. His skin was rotting, and blood was stained on his shirt and face. Marlin fell to the ground and dropped the shotgun. Griffin was eating him alive!
Danny grabbed the shotgun and blasted Griffin in the back with it. Griffin roared and fell off Marlin, who was bleeding severely and moaning in pain.
"The head! Shoot it in the head!" Celia shouted.
Danny loaded another shell into the shotgun, and as Griffin charged at him, he fired it into his head. Griffin's head blasted right off his body, and a spurt of blood gushed from his neck and the body slumped into a bloody heap.
Danny stood panting. Celia was leaning by Marlin's body; the man had passed away. Celia began to sob quietly.
"Marlin..." she said.
"He's dead... theres nothing we can do," Danny muttered.
There was a noise coming from inside the bar. Both of them turned, Danny raising his shotgun.
"Who's there?!" Danny shouted.
Behind Celia, Marlin began to rise. His eyes turned a sudden yellowish color, and from his cold lips issued a low moan. Celia turned around.
"Marlin! You're- Oh my God..."
Marlin raised his hand, which had grown claws on it, and clawed Celia on the chest, knocking her aside and leaving three slashes. Danny raised his shotgun and fired. It was a miss. Marlin jumped into the air at Danny. This time it wasn't a miss, but it wasn't a head shot either. Marlin crashed into a tree. Celia was trying to stand back up, groaning in pain at the three slashes on her chest. Marlin raised from his spot on the tree and charged at Celia. She screamed. Danny aimed his shotgun. If he didn't time his shot right, Celia would die. As Marlin got closer, Danny tensed his finger on the trigger. The oppertunity had come.
Danny fired, and it directly blasted into Marlin's head. Marlin stumbled, a chunk of his head fell, and Marlin colapsed, now a lifeless corpse. Celia was not believing her eyes.
"How? But... Marlin was... was..."
"Dead?" Danny finished for her. "Well, so were Vesta, Takakura, and Griffin back there!"
"How can you tell they weren't-"
"Because they looked plenty dead to me!" Danny said.
Another noise came from inside the bar. They both turned.
"Who is it?" Danny shouted.
It was Muffy. She walked out of the bar, looking around for zombies.
"Chill, I'm alive!" she assured him. "I was cleaning some glasses, when suddenly Griffin died! He fell over after a few pains! We all called Doctor Hardy, but as he was inspecting Griffin, he got up and bit him in the hand! Everyone ran, and I locked myself in my room. Griffin didn't know I was in there, he was too busy chasing Patrick and Kassey."
"Are they okay?" Celia asked.
"I don't know."
"What about Hardy?" Danny asked.
"I didn't see him as I came out..." Muffy shrugged.
Danny loaded his shotgun.
"What is it?" Muffy asked.
"I smell trouble."
He looked down the hill to Daryl's lab. There was some crashing noises, and they didn't sound to scientific to him.
"Daryl's in trouble... come on, even though we hate the guy, this isn't the time to let hate tear us apart. Let's go."
They slowly decended the hill towards Daryl's lab.