Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil, the game or the movie. I do own Scott, just not Angela.
Chapter: 11
We sat on the street curb, watching a wall of televisions at some abandoned marketplace. The people were crowded all about the gate, slowly filtering out.
"I wish they'd let them out in more exits, it just a matter of time,…there," Jill said, sounding disgusted. The gate closed! Everyone was banging on it, screaming to be let out. "We cant let them bomb it all to Hell this time, we'll take care of everything. Then we'll have what we need to take them down forever."
We all turned our heads when we heard a heavy footfall on the asphalt behind us, and turned to see three lone zombies heading for us. Everyone got their weapons ready, but I suppose it wasn't our turn this time, Baohuren surprised us.
He dashed forward with incredible speed, and leapt, he sank his teeth into a zombie's face, and used the momentum to swing himself up and around, breaking its neck. He landed gracefully and kicked off one zombie's torso, and ripped the throat out of another, and popped its neck from the chin with his jaws. The other one he just went at, snarling the whole way through.
He walked back, licking his lips. "Holy….shit," Carlos said, he put his gun down and knelt to pat the dog. Angela joined him.
"Good boy," she said. I knew Baohuren was genetically engineered to be smarter than any other dog, but that was almost humanly clever. I put a large hand on his head and moved it back and forth a few times.
"Nice, buddy."
We continued walking, expecting to see more zombies, and we weren't disappointed. Soon there were just simply crowds of them. As of now we were faced with a group of about thirty. I threw down my gattling gun and the ammo, and I ran into them, followed by Alice and Angela. Matt, Mark, Jake, and L1 all fired from a distance, Carlos soon followed us with two ridged edged combat knives in his hands, and Jill was right next to him.
Alice leapt up, shockingly high, and slammed her booted foot down on the face of one zombie, bringing its head onto the pavement, and its dark contents all around it as it was crushed. I decided to show that I was a capable warrior as well, especially with my new speed and power. I kicked it up, and leapt over the crowd, turning agilely upside down to see them stupidly watching me. I landed and extended my wrist bones. I tore the heads off three zombies, then kicked one upside the chin. I stabbed another in the stomach and tore upwards, all the way into its brain.
Alice was a blur, she was snapping necks left and right. Carlos and Jill were both demonstrating their skills as S.T.A.R.S. soldiers. They worked their knives very well, as well as planted small arms fire when they needed to, I was impressed. Angela had entered conditioning, and was mauling the zombies in whatever way suited her, I was happy to see she didn't give me any second thoughts. Soon enough the entire crowd was a stinking heap on the road.
"We really should do something about these bodies," said Matt, popping in a new clip. Get rid of the T-Virus inside them, so it doesn't try to go airborne or something. Everyone nodded. We saw a gas station down the road, and decided to pay a visit.
There was a man sitting there with headphones over his ears, and his face in a newspaper. I knocked on the window, stupidly.
He looked up, and screamed, he tore out of the building, and ran down the street screaming something about a monster. "Well…….I guess we don't have to pay now," I said. Angela at least laughed.
We filled up several tanks, and everyone carried one, and we planned to burn every body. First we took care of the pile in the street.
After they'd been torched we kicked the embers together and the fire had died down to a glow, we had just began walking down the street again when an alarm sounded from the intersection of the crane arms. "Uh oh," Mark said.
Suddenly, sheets of metal slid out from either side of the arms and met with other extending sheets of metal, every bit of light was gone instantly. Some people from the group gasped in surprise, but there were other sounds ringing out in the darkness.
There were many roars, a lot of Lickers, then some zombies, more humans, then a group of four or so that I couldn't recognize, and then, something that chilled my bones. Dominating over the other roars with ease came a roar I recognized only as the Hellion's. And then, came another one, yet it didn't finish its bellow, for some reason, it was cut short and ended with a yelp.
"My God, how can that thing be killed?" I asked.
"I told you, we're not sure it can be," Said Matt's voice in the darkness. "Just give it a second."
After he sad that, at the top of the immense dome that Raccoon had become, a light flashed on at each arm. Then another, and another lit up the city, until everything was visible again. It was a fake light, but some was better than none.
"I hate this," Angela said. "No one's around, probably no one's left by now, all zombies…or something else."
"Whether that's the case or not we have to search everywhere and eliminate anything we find, and burn as we go," Jacob said.
Everyone finally began walking again, in a silent, slightly fearful silence. The feeling of being alone must have been traveling throughout everyone because we seemed to be slowly getting closer together.
For an hour we searched, killing zombies, and running into few problems. Yet I always had this sneeking suspicion we were being watched, followed by something. No matter how quickly I turned around to catch it, or look to a rooftop, I saw nothing.
Suddenly there was a cry unlike that of a zombie from the alleyway, we all rushed forward to see what it was. As we got closer I heard it again. It was like a strained human gasping for air, drawing in only cold wind. Then something else, a struggling voice, was someone being attacked!?
We ran into the darkness of the alleyway, to find nothing. We searched all around, yet no one saw anything. Every nook and cranny in the alleyway up to the high brick wall at the end was vacant of anything dangerous. The walls had no puncture marks to indicate being climbed over.
Suddenly that sucking of cold air noise came again. We turned around quickly to see a tall, slender figure standing in the alley entrance, his silhouette stretched all the way into the middle of us. I couldn't make out any part of him, just that he had some kind of cape on.
"Oh, my God," Matt whispered under his breath.
"Matt….what is that?" I asked.
"….Project Duality."
"And why is it named that?"
The Umbrella abomination stepped forward, everyone cocked their guns and took aim. Out fingers were pressing on the triggers, I was ready to kill this thing and find out its story later, but you rarely get what you want. A sudden shriek came from the creature, everyone jerked and blinked, but it was gone.
The sound of its horrifying breath came from behind us, and when we spun around there it was. How had that happened?
"Jordan!" Mark yelled. "Jordan please help us!"
The creature looked to him, and a sickening, mutated cackle came from its invisible lips. Yet in a split second the creature threw its head back and its hands clasped its skull. It screamed out, I rushed for it. I threw my arms around it, but something happened that I didn't quite guess at until I was on the ground, and it had taken to the skies, and was flying away, still seeming to struggle with its mind. We watched it fly across the city, until eventually it fell out of the sky, and its enormous, bat-like wings hung limply at its side.
"Oh, thank you," said Mark. "Thank you Jordan."
"What was that!?" I demanded, pointing to the now invisible Project Duality.
"Scott, we have to tell you something, I think it's time we took a break and reveal something to you that you might not want to hear," Matt said.
"Please do," I said.
Author's Note: What is this new creation of Umbrella's: Project Duality? What role does he play that now urge Matt and Mark to reveal something they've always kept secret from Scott? This should be interesting. Please review! I'm gonna start on the next chapter right now, later!