Next bit of survivors for all the nice peoples, they finally reach the Police station, Yay!
A/N: please excuse the previous weirdness
Disclaimer: I still don't own resident evil or anything else, it would be cool if I did though.
"We made it!" Alice exclaimed, while still keeping her voice low. "Why are we coming here again?" Nick asked, a little flustered since he hasn't killed any zombies for at least a half-hour. "Well, it's a beacon of hope and order in a city filled with chaos and flesh craving zombies," Alice replied. "I've never been much for order, being a bit of an anarchist and all," Nick replied. "Good for you, but we still should get in there and soon, I think I can already hear something on our tail," Sammy said, now way more level headed. "Well...shall we?" John asked Alice politely.
They finally reached the front of the RPD and entered through an unlocked gate just to the west of the main entrance. They entered the main building and stood there for several moments staring at the massive interior of the Police Department, which was rather elaborate for a third-rate city. "So...what do we do now?" Nick asked with some boredom. "Look for other survivors and try to get some contact with the outside world, I guess," John answered stepping towards the fountain. "We should probably hit the S.T.A.R.S. department first, if anyone on the force could survive this it would be other S.T.A.R.S. members," Alice said, walking towards a conveniently placed emergency ladder that happened to have been lowered. "But weren't you separated from them earlier?" John asked. "Heh, oh yeah...after they make their rounds they should show up back here," Alice replied. "Well okay," John said as they headed towards the S.T.A.R.S. office.
"Is it just me or does all of this seem creepy," Sammy asked as they walked through an empty hallway. "Sam, we're in the middle of a city swarming with the undead, no duh it's creepy," Nick replied to his friend, not entirely insincerely. "That's not what I mean. The city is infested with zombies, and some of the down stairs windows have been broken open, so shouldn't there be some zombies around here?" Sammy asked. "Maybe they can't climb stairs or ladders, I mean we are on the second floor," Nick answered again. "No, Sam's got a point, I've seen a lot of empty casings, and no dead corpses, neither zombies or people who didn't get infected," John said with serious contemplation. "Well we have been trying to get rid of excess corpses, so that the halls wouldn't clog up," Alice answered as the reached the door to the S.T.A.R.S. office. "But, there's no way there would be absolutely no remains, I haven't even seen a finger, and from what I know those guys rot so there should be at least some remnants," Sammy said. "You know you're right, there have been times when we haven't reached a body in a period of time and it vanishes," Alice said with hesitation and fear. "You mean it doesn't get back up but just disappears?" John asked with slight panic. "Yes," Alice replied. "Okay, enough of this. Let's just get into the office and try to find a way out of this screwed-up city," Nick replied.
Alice opened the door and they found the room in a total mess, as if ransacked by a large group in a big hurry. "What the hell happened!" Alice yelled, looking at the mess. "I don't know, but let's hope the radio still works," John said walking over to the communication consul. He pressed a few buttons and spoke into the microphone but nothing seemed to be working. "Let me try," Alice said pushing aside John and stepping up to the consul.
"Hey, Sammy look at this," Nick called as he looked at something on the most rummaged over desk. "What is it?" Sammy asked as he walked over. "It looks like a roll of film," Nick said picking up the little black canister and opening it. "Who is that?" Nick asked looking at the film, holding it up to the florescent lighting. "I don't know, but she's kinda cute," Sammy said. "Dude, she looks fifteen," Nick said looking at his friend with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, so...that film also looks at least like, six years old, so she'd be just the right age about now," Sammy defended himself. "Whatever man," Nick replied.
"Hey, stop pissing around, its time for us to go, I can't get the radio to work, it's either being jammed or Bernie spilled a drink on the consul again. Either way we should look if we can find anyone still alive," Alice said, walking toward the exit. They left the S.T.A.R.S. office and headed back towards the main hall. They entered the second floor tier of the main hall and saw a group of people standing at the entrance. "Duke! Bernie! Jamie! You're all back!" Alice shouted down to the group. "Alice! We thought we lost you back there!" A tall goatee sporting brown-haired man shouted back. "You almost did, but let's stop this, I'm coming down," Alice yelled, and ran toward the ladder, with John, Nick, and Sammy following her. "Guys, this is John, Sammy, and the psycho looking one is Nick," Alice said, introducing the trio. "Pleasure to meet ya," Nick said with that grin of his. "This is Bernie..." Alice said pointing to a dark-skinned man with short hair. "Duke..." she said pointing to the man with the Goatee. "And Jamie," Alice said, introducing a rather voluptuous Blonde. "Well hello there, Jamie," Nick said trying to be as suave as possible. "Uh-huh," She responded, she was not affected by Nick's 'charm'. "What do we do now?" John asked. "Have you found any useable modes of transportation?" Alice asked her friends. "Nope, we're up a creek without a paddle," Jamie said solemnly.
"Maybe we could argh..." Duke said as a large fist burst through his chest. "Crap, that thing is still alive!?" Alice shouted, seeing the Tyrant toss Duke across the room. A sickening crack was heard as Duke's head hit the wall, and his lifeless body slid down the wall leaving a skid mark of blood and gray matter. "Duuuuke!!!" shouted Jamie seeing the corpse of Duke. The Tyrant continued its apparent mission, and lifted Jamie off the ground by her throat. "You get a way from her you bitch!" Bernie shouted shooting at the Tyrant in the ribs with a crossbow gun, to which the Tyrant merely knocked him aside, into the concrete fountain. "Hey, Ugly. Eat this!" Sammy said leveling his M16 and shooting the Tyrant right in the left eye, with a small spurt of blood.
"Way ta go Sammy! Nice shot!" Nick said, patting his friend on the back. "Is Jamie alright?" Alice asked with tears in her eyes. John went over and put his index and middle fingers to the side of the girl's neck. "I'm sorry Alice...she's dead," John said in sympathy. "All of my friends...dead in an instant," Alice said, barely understandable between her heavy sobs. "Alice..." John said walking over and putting an arm around her, and she instinctively cried into his shoulder. "Hey! Bernie's still alive!" Sammy shouted as he and Nick kneeled next to Bernie.
"You have to...get to the, argh my ribs," Bernie said in between coughing up blood. "It's okay, you'll be fine, you have to," Alice said after running over to her dying friend. "No Alice, I won't be, but you have to get away...there's a military base just north of the city, there should be something you could use there," Bernie said, using most of his strength. "We're sure we'll make it there," John said. "You do that. And John," Bernie said before John stood up. "You make sure you take care of Alice, she seems to have taken a shine to you," Bernie said with a smile. "Don't worry...I will," John said, closing Bernie's eyes, he had breathed his last.
"Nick, dismember that damn thing and let's get the hell out of here and to that base," John said.
Well, tell me what ya think, I like it personally, but then I wrote it.