Review replies:
HorrorFanatic: Thanks. I thought about it, and at the time it sounded like a really good idea. At first I thought I'd make him totally scary and serial killer like, but I know now how I want this to happen. You'll just have to see for yourself how things work out.
JoJo10: In a way Micheal is two people. I've always believed in that. So I decided to use it here. If you want some background on Malice, I'll explain in the chapters after this. I know it might not make much sense, but I'll try to make it as clear as is was to me when I began writing this. I promise, I'll do the best I can to make this an enjoyable story to read.
Full Summary: Micheal, a cold, aloof sixteen-year-old becomes plagued with dreams of the dead walking. At first he chocks it up to his twisted, horrific imagination, but things that happen in his hometown of Raccoon City force him to realize that his imagination isn't the ONLY thing twisted and horrific. Based on Resident Evil: Apocalypse.
Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil. Capcom does. I wish I did, but I'm not a rich person.
"..." means speech.
'...' means thoughts.
---Chapter 4---
Inside the school was even worse. The darkness enveloped them, the tiniest traces of moonlight illuminating the hallways. Every step they took echoed through the halls loudly, and in return, a quiet breathing could be heard from far away. Micheal wasn't sure what the breathing was, and he sure as hell didn't intend to find out. They jogged through the hallways as quietly as they could. They stopped, looking down the corridors to see if anything hostile was there. Once they knew that the next corridor they would be running through was safe, they quickly made their way down it to find that it only led upstairs.
"Fuck...it's not safe up there. We have to stay down here if we're gonna escape quick." Micheal whispered. Sara nodded, clutching the small girl's hand. Suddenly there was a sound down the hallway, alerting the three of them. "Shit, something's coming!" He cursed quietly. He looked around, spotting an empty classroom, which didn't look like it contained anything hostile. He rushed into the classroom, pulling both girls into the room. They closed and locked the door, backing away from it slowly. Then they heard a gasp from behind them, the three of them spinning around to see a small boy walking towards them. Suddenly Micheal recognized the boy.
"Lex?" He said cautiously. The boy took shallow breaths, and he staggered a little. Micheal moved closer, reaching out to the small boy. "Hey, Lex, it'll be okay now. Come on, we're gonna help." He said soothingly. He used to baby-sit Lex when he was younger, and the kid became like a little brother to him. Suddenly the memories shattered when Lex snarled and grabbed Micheal's arm, biting into his hand. Micheal screamed in pain, throwing the boy off of him. He held his gun up in the direction of the child's head, trying to build enough will to kill the already deceased boy.
"Micheal! Shoot him! He'll draw attention to us!" Sara hissed, holding the small girl protectively. The girl held onto Sara's arm tightly, with a small metallic cylinder hidden in her hand. Lex made another lunge for Micheal, coming awfully close to actually biting him a second time, when Micheal holstered his gun quickly and grabbed the boy's head in his hands and twisting them harshly, a sickeningly loud breaking sound ringing out into the room from the boy's neck. He pressed onto the still bleeding wound on his hand, hissing in pain. The small girl then saw her chance, breaking free of Sara's grip and running forward, revealing what she had in her hand. The cylindrical object containing a green substance inside tubes formed into a double helix pattern. On the bottom were five needles in a circular pattern, while on the other end was a plunger. She stabbed the needles into Micheal's arm, the arm that was bitten. Micheal yelled out in pain as the small girl pressed the plunger as far as it would go. She backed away afterwards, Micheal holding onto the needle in pain. He ripped the metal object from his arm, throwing it away.
Sara watched as Micheal walked over to the sink at the back of the room, turning on the faucet to wash out the wound. When he was finished he ripped off a few pieces of cloth from his shirt and wrapped one of them around the wound on his hand, while the other was wrapped around the puncture wounds on his arm. As soon as he was done he turned to face the two girls. "We have to get out of here. Obviously there'll be more of those ankle biters, and while one is easy to take care of, in a pack they'll overwhelm you. I can't have that happening." He walked to the door, his Beretta in hand.
Both Angela, the small girl holding onto Sara's arm, as well as Sara noticed that his behaviour had changed. He seemed more confident, aloof, and ready to meet death head on. They followed anyway, Sara gripping Angela's hand protectively as they walked out of the classroom. "Mr. Micheal...we should get out, the school isn't safe. We can hide in the hospital. It's just a block away." Angela said. Micheal looked back at her, and Angela caught how his eyes had changed. Even in the dark, she could see that they were no longer the dark colour they had been before, but now they were a series of dark and light triangles in a circular pattern. "Good thinking. Plus I can get a real bandage for my hand." Malice replied.
---???---
"What's going on?" The man in a clean white lab coat asked. The woman sitting at the computer was frantically typing in commands to contain Malice, but every time she tried the commands failed. Finally she found out why he was free.
"It's a temporary shutdown of the microchip. That particular surge in his vitals a few minutes ago must of disabled the microchip. The microchip is performing its auto repair programming. It'll take about a half-hour." She explained. The man hovering over her narrowed his eyes.
"Let's just hope he doesn't exert himself too much, he CANNOT know the full potential of his powers. That would mean the exposure of Umbrella's activities. Try to keep him under control. He's essential to another one of our Projects. We can't afford to lose the subject." He warned. The woman gulped in fear, and nodded.
---Inside Raccoon City Junior High, 12:34 am.---
Malice walked down the halls as quickly and quietly as he could, gripping the Beretta in his hand. It was his only tool for survival. He couldn't spend the bullets. Run out and he's dead. He liked this body. He was NOT going to give it up. A ton of questions ran through his head, like why he was freed, and why they were in a deserted school, but the answers could wait. Right now, survival was on his mind. He stopped when he heard moaning and footsteps, but after a while it faded, the halls silent once more. The halls were silent until the three of them heard some REALLY heavy footsteps, and they were coming closer. Malice had a feeling that whatever made those footsteps were a lot stronger than the zombies were, so he urged the two women to hurry.
They ran down the hallways, heading to the back, when whatever was nearby must of heard them, screeching in animalistic delight. The heavy footsteps became louder and more frequent, whatever it was coming closer. Soon they closed in on an open classroom, and Sara took action. "Honey, I want you to run into the classroom over there and hide yourself in the closet. Make sure to be as quiet as possible so it doesn't hear you. Go on." She urged, Angela nodding quickly. When they passed the door, Sara had swerved and ran in, sprinting to the closet and closing herself in it.
Sara and Malice slowed down when they knew that the young girl would be safe, looking back to see what it was. They then saw what it really was. First they saw a large claw dig into the corner of the farthest wall from them, then the head of something resembling a snake, with it's glowing yellow eyes, sharp bared fangs, and scales appearing. It fully emerged into the hallway, looking like a cross between a gorilla and some sort of lizard. Its claws dragged on the floor, breathing heavily. They hid behind a corner, looking to them left to see the way to the outside, where the lake was. Malice looked back as carefully as he could, looking at what the creature was doing. It was making its way down the hallway towards the room Angela was in. It got closer and closer to the door, so he decided to take action. He turned his head to Sara. He directed her to run down the hallway, and hide in the alcove that was visible there, and Sara nodded. He signalled her to run, and she did, thankfully the monster didn't hear her. He stepped out from where he was hiding, firing at its head, getting a few shots in on its jaw. It screeched in pain, and ran towards Malice, who had already ran for the doors down the hall.
"Sara! Keep hiding! It's coming!" He called down the hall. He burst through the door, airborne for about five seconds before he hit the grass running. The green monster followed close behind, quickly catching up. Once it knew Malice was in range, it raised its claw to take a swipe. Malice saw it coming as he approached the lake, and dove to the ground quickly. The attack missed him by a hair, the monster itself losing it's footing on the slick mud of the shore and toppling into the water. He got up, ready to shoot if it resurfaced, which it did. Suddenly there was a loud croaking emanating from the water, just as the monster that was chasing him surfaced. It crept slowly towards the bio-weapon humanoid, claws dripping with water. Out of nowhere a large black and blue froglike creature surfaced and grabbed the large monster. Water splashed wildly as the monsters tousled in the water, until the frog monster overpowered the other monster and got its jaws around the upper torso. The green monster gave one final slash to the Frog's belly, leaving blood seeping out of the wound, only to be swallowed whole. Malice watched in shock and fear as the frog bounded closer and closer to him, croaking loudly.
He sprinted for the doors, pointing his gun behind him and firing a bullet at the monster. The monster frog hopped closer and closer, still bleeding from the wound given to it by the green monster. It closed in on Malice, jumping over him and landing in front of him. "Shit..." He cursed. He slowly walked backward, a fearful lump in his throat. His and Micheal's life flashed before his eyes, and finally the images slowed to a picture of Micheal and Sara walking down the street, all smiles. He focused on the small blonde girl, and he realized how beautiful she really was. She was happy, smart, and brave. He had to live, if only for her. She loved Micheal, and this was Micheal's body. He would keep it alive, if only for her. He slowly raised his gun at the monster. The monster slowly lumbered towards him, but it looked like it was having a really tough time of it. It took one more laboured breath before dropping to the ground, dead.
Malice stood there confused and untrusting of what just happened, and slowly sidled around the fallen creature. He was gonna turn when the doors burst open. He screamed in surprise, only to find Sara standing there confused. "Are you alright?" She asked. Malice sighed in relief, lowering his gun and nodding. He walked up the steps to her, and smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Now, come on, we have to go back in to get that little girl. She's not safe in there." He told her. She smiled back as he walked with her to the door. Malice pushed and pulled on the doors, but they wouldn't budge. They were locked outside... "What the fuck!?" Malice cursed, shaking the doors loudly.
"M-Micheal..." Sara said shakily. Malice turned around to see what was up, and saw a bunch of zombies emerging slowly from the forest. They watched as their numbers multiplied. There were about twenty of them coming their way. Seeing no other option, he grabbed her hand and ran for it towards the hospital. They didn't have time to break through the doors, and he didn't really want to endanger the girl in the classroom. He knew that they'd have to lead them away from the school.
'What else can go wrong?' Malice asked himself. He couldn't answer that, since the situation had already taken an all new low since the night started. All they could do was run...
---End Chapter 4!---
I'm betting that when you read this, it'll be the twenty sixth. The day I came into the world. Sixteen years wasted. Haha, not really. Anyways, thanks to all reviewers. I really appreciate this. I hope you liked this chapter, even if it WAS really short.