General cak again, I don't own resident evil, I don't own Hunk (cry) I do own Naomi thou again with the stealing and you die stuff.
Sorry about taking so long to get this chapter up, I'm just really lazy and again I HATE this chapter hate it hate it hate it. BIG SIGH I just hope it gets better......wahh I'll try to be faster with the next chapter ^_^ thanks for all the nice reviews (even the one from Penutty-butty man, thanks for plumping up my review numbers MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA and please if you are going to flame me, at least pretend that you read ALL the chapters instead of reviewing the first, OR flame each chapter, again with the bumping up my review numbers MUAHHAHAHAHA it all works for the Mimi!) I dedicate this chapter to my two pets Fred and Fred. They are the first things that popped in me head ^__^ hope you guys like my crappy chapter! More coming soon I PROMISE ^__^
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We've managed to get to the kitchen, it was pretty easy really. Only a few zombies and Hunk managed to deal with them quickly. But it sounds like it won't be so easy to get through the kitchen, I can hear zombies in there, shuffling around, moaning, chomping down on stuff....
"Can we go another way? There's too many..." I'm sitting on one of the rooms chairs, I'm a little dizzy but I won't mention that to Hunk, it'll just worry him and slow us both down...
"No, you've seen what happened to the front entrance...." oh yeah I forgot about that. All those zombies that followed us when I was dragging hunk to the hotel finally crashed through the front doors. When we saw the zombies in the kitchen we thought we'd go the long way round through the front, but it's full of zombies now. They're not entirely stupid. They smelt fresh meat headed that way so they followed. Our only option is the kitchen and I'm not hungry.
"If we're smart we can do it, the zombies are all grouped around the meat freezer, there's big tables and cookers in the middle of the room. They're slow, we're fast, we can lead them around the tables away from us...." Hunks doing his best to convince me, but I'm still not sure....
"Don't give me that look. The kitchen is the only way out, all other exits are either blocked or full of zombies!" What look? I must be pouting or something, trying to unconsciously get my way....
"I don't wanna! What if they surround us and eat me.....I stink of blood I'm just one great big chewy...thing...."I really wish I would think sentences out before I open my stupid mouth. Hunk sighs and runs his hand through his hair, he is so cute when he does that, but I know that it means he's just getting pissed off with me....
"I'm sorry...I'm just....scared ok..." I really am, there's too many zombies now. I mean I knew that the whole city was infected, I know that there's all these other monsters out there, but thinking about it, we haven't really seen that many. But now, in this one hotel, a hotel I thought was basically deserted, there's hundreds of them....Ok not hundreds but a lot!
"Look I know you're scared but there's nothing I can do here. We have to get out, that's it. No one else is coming for us, we're on our own, you're going to have to suck it up and deal with it." Thanks for the pep talk I feel so much more better...He's getting really angry now, I can tell. He's trying to hide it but I can see it in his eyes....
"Fine. Do what you want. I'm going." Hunk shoves open the kitchen door and walks in...he left me...He left me again! Well I'm not following him. He'll come back for me...wont he? Well, I'm gonna stay right here and....do what exactly? Wait to die? No ones coming to save me...Hunks right. Damn it, he's always right...But I'm scared....and now I'm alone. I should just get up and follow him, he hasn't exactly gone far....
"Are you coming or what?" It's Hunk! He came back! I knew he'd come back....sorta...He's holding the door open for me...
"Hurry up then!" I jump up and run into the kitchen, stumbling forward but Hunk catches my arm. The zombies are all over in the far right corner of the room, just where Hunk said they'd be, munching on all the food in the meat locker. They haven't noticed us yet...They will soon though I'm sure of it....There's a few large tables in the middle of the room, we'll have to lead them down one side to the main door then make a run for the back door. Seems simple...but if some zombies decide to not notice us and roam around the back door...
"But what if the doors locked..." I know I sound whiny, but that's my biggest fear, what if the doors locked? We get all the way over there after luring the zombies away and then its locked, we'd be trapped!
"Don't worry about that just come on..." He grabs my arm and marches down towards the zombies....what's he gonna do? Am I bait? Is that the only reason he came back for me? The only reason why he's keeping me around?
"What you doing?! I don't wanna be zombie bait!!" He's still pulling me towards the zombies. Some of them have noticed us and turned around. The closer we get, the more turn....I'm gonna get eaten, I'm gonna die...
"You're not zombie bait. Just shut up and do what I say." He's shouting at me again! Even worse he's shouting in my ear, add that to the horrible fluorescent lights in here and the moaning zombies and it all makes me very dizzy. The rooms spinning and I almost fall into the open arms of a zombie, a man I think, he looks like a waiter...
"Be careful, you run round and towards the door, I'll keep them coming for me....go." I'm not going to argue with him! I turn and start to run down the long room, Hunk isn't far behind me, and I can see the group of zombies stupidly following him, away from the back door! I slow down a little bit to let Hunk start to catch up with me, he's not even running, just walking....strolling even down the room. Something's caught on my leg....The zombies are so slow. I suppose that's one of their BIG IN YOU FACE weakness, as long as I'm faster than them, they cant hurt me....Dunoo why I've been so scared....Something's still tugging on my leg, what the hell is it...
"HUNK! HELP!" Shit shit shit shit shit. It's a zombie. Seeing its horrible rotting face so close to my leg made me fall back on my butt. It's got a good hold of my ankle now and is pulling its self from under the table to eat me for lunch. I scramble backwards but I'm just pulling the zombie out further from under the table. My god...it has no legs....no lower body at all! How the hell is it going to eat me if it has no stomach?!! I kick its head with my free foot but all it does is displace the rotting skin, most of it fell off the first time I kicked its head, and I can see its skull, covered in blood. The stench is terrible! I'm so close to it...How long has it been rotting here? I don't think I can't take much more than this. I scream so loud I swear some glasses cracked in the distance. Hunks foot comes down on top of the zombies arm, breaking it off. The zombie moans as hunk kicks its mutilated body away...It's still not dead....God, still not dead...
"Here get up! You have to be more careful, come on..." Hunk helps me up and pulls me towards the back door, I cant stop looking at that zombie...its pitiful moans is the only thing I can hear, its slowly trying to drag itself to us, with one arm....the other zombies are coming up behind it, soon they'll trample it...I think the back door was locked, Hunk smashed it open with his shoulder. He pulls me into the alleyway and shuts the door behind himself...He's got his fingers to his lips, meaning I should be quiet. I'm breathing heavily, its all you can hear in this quiet alleyway....Hunk nods, takes my hand and walks down towards the main street....
"Sounds safe down here. Its day time, most of the B.O.W's will be asleep, we just have to make sure we don't walk in on them sleeping..." I'm getting used to Hunks army type talk, is that a good thing? Wow, It's so weird here now....its day time, and this street is usually packed with people and traffic but now it's....deserted. A few abandoned cars, smashed windows...but not a soul in sight. Not even any zombies down here...It's just too weird. There are zombies moaning in the distance, which isn't unusual now...I can hear fires as well, must be in the buildings or surrounding streets. But right here, its quiet...I guess we're lucky.
"It's ok, we're safe...for now. Where's that clinic you were talking about..." I point towards the alleyway now opposite us. The whole towns full of these stupid alleyways, I hate them, they are all so creepy, but through my years of bunking of school and evading those pesky truant officers, I've learnt my way through most of them...
"You ok? You were a bit unsteady on your feet back there..." Hunk puts his hand on my shoulder, and squeezes it a little...
"I'm just a little dizzy that's all, I'm fine, really..." I'm not, I'm scared shitless, and I'm more than a little bit dizzy, I feel sick, my heads pounding and everything's kinda fuzzy really....Hunks frowning, he doesn't believe me, but smiles and nods anyway...
"Dizzy? You might be concussed...You sure you can make it?" I nod and force myself to smile. I have to make it, I don't really have any other choice do I...
"Right....well just try not to fall over again..." Well I don't try to, its not my fault I stumble over my own feet is it...
"Hunk....do you think they are still...aware of us? I mean like think and stuff...." I still can't get that zombies face outta my head, it was so...desperate. He's giving me a puzzled look, takes him a while before the penny drops, maybe I should have made myself more clear....
"You mean the zombies? No, they act on basic instincts, needs. That's it, there's no thought in what they do, they can't remember who they were or who you are...nothing, they are literally the walking dead. You're going to have to remember that Naomi, don't let them get to you..." Don't let them get to me? They were people once...How could this have all happened. Oh god I'm getting that horrible feeling again, where everything is starting to crash down on me, it's like I'm suffocating but still able to breath...I don't think I can do this for much longer...I need help. I need someone too...
"Naomi...Are you...We have to keep moving, we can't stand around here, it's too dangerous..." He's right, it is, we just have to keep moving till we get to wherever the hell we're heading...I just wanna get out of here, I wanna leave and go someplace normal! I don't like it here, everything looks so....weird, everything is where is should be, ok so a few windows are smashed, a few cars upturned, but everything looks pretty normal, but I know that that's so not the case! I know that behind every door there's a zombie or some scary monster thing, not your friendly neighbour and their pet dog...
"Come on..." Hunk sighs and takes hold of my arm, he's leading me to the alleyway again...I don't want to cry again, I want to be strong but I know I'm not, god I wish this would all just disappear...
Don't react to her and you'll be fine. Yeah right. Why can't I listen to my own damn good advice? Everything was going fine when we left the hotel room. Just had my mind focused on getting out, then she goes and hurts herself and I'm all over her like a rash. Are you ok Naomi? You hurt your head Naomi? Don't worry Naomi you'll be ok, I'll look after you! I'm such a weak bastard. The moment I saw her in distress, I ran over to her and comforted her. It did make me feel better to know she was ok though....Agh I'm doing it again! Shit why is this so hard! She did make it a bit easier, she started to whine and I can't stand her whining! She was so scared though....God there I go again. Feeling sorry for her... I think she might be concussed, she was trying to hide it from me, but I'm not stupid. She keeps stumbling over her own feet and almost got eaten by a zombie, but I saved her in time...She was petrified. She's fallen behind again, I've had to go back for her a couple of times now. I think she's falling behind on purpose, just so I have to go back and get her, just to have those few seconds of human contact...I don't think I mind though, I make out it's a big problem for me, sighing and shaking my head every time I do it, but...its worth it just to see that small smile on her face when I do touch her. Its a real smile, I've learnt that Naomi smiles pretty much all the time, but its always usually fake. She puts it on, but when I do the simple thing of walking 4 steps backwards to hurry her along, she smiles for real. That's one of my many problems with her, that tiny, insignificant smile just sparks something inside of me. I don't know what...happiness perhaps? Yes, it makes me happy, makes me smile back...I've never had that from anyone before...It's these new feelings and experiences that are throwing me off my course...I've tried to stop them but its just not working...what the hell am I going to do? Naomi's paler than usual, and she's hugging herself, her eyes dart from left to right, as if she's sure something is going to jump out of the shadows...something probably will...I think the seriousness of this situation has just sunk in for her. Probably been kidding herself that it wasn't all that bad, but now she sees the city in the daylight, she understands just what a predicament she's in...
"Are you sure you're ok Naomi?" She really doesn't look well...she just nods and forces her self to smile again. That fake smile...she doesn't have anything to really smile about. I wish I could hug her tight, whisper in her ear that it would all be ok, like in those stupid movies, but I know I can't. God I'm such a sappy bastard. I have to stop doing this. Why am I in two minds about her. One minute I'm all up for leaving her, letting the town kill her, the next I want to protect her, stay with her. I guess...Well I guess I'm just stuck with her now. Should I just ride this out, see what happens? Just let whatever happens...happen, and live with it. Sounds like a plan, not a very good plan, but a plan nonetheless...We're walking in silence down the next alleyway. I can't hear anything, no zombies down here, and any B.O.W's that are down here are asleep, hopefully we'll see them before they hear us...
"Hunk...I heard something...down there..." Naomi's pointing down one of the other alleyways we just passed. This town is full of them, so odd. I know Umbrella basically built this town, why would they build it like a maze? What's the point in that? Unless they wanted to use it as a test area for the t-virus subjects...who knows, I'm not paid to think about stuff like that...
"Its feet! I can see feet Hunk....eugh what if its just feet...." She said the last part more to herself rather than to me...She's right. There's someone down there, even in the day time its quite dark, I can only see the persons feet. They are wearing boots...much like mine...shit what if it's someone from another team? Naomi's started to walk towards the body...
"Wait, Naomi be careful. We should just leave, who ever they are, they're probably dead anyway." We could just be walking into a trap...
"No we can't! What if they're hurt? What if they're sick and need our help? You said it your self that there's no more rescue teams, no one else will help them, we might be their only chance!" She's pouting at me, pleading with her eyes. I can't let her be stupid though, it'll endanger both of us...
"No, it might be a trap. It's best to just go now ok!" She's still pouting, trying to get her way...damn with all this noise we're making if it is a trap we're already caught...
"No! Who cares if it's a trap, at least we tried! I can't just leave, knowing that we might have left someone alive back here..." She's started to walk towards the body again, into the shadows, I can't stop her, I could pick her up and carry her halfway across town and she'll just walk straight back here to check on the body...
"Naomi...." I'm talking to myself, she's already stooped over the body....
"Hunk! He's alive...." Shit. We don't need this...I don't need this. Damn it. I cant change the fact that she's over there now so might as well go see who it is. The balcony's broken just above the body, they probably fell from there. Lucky to be alive, I would have thought something would have come along by now and had lunch....
"Hunk...know this guy? He's wearing the same uniform as you..." Damn, now I'm closer I can see who it is. It's Alabama. This isn't good. I hate the bastard....
"He's infected, leave him. Let's go." I lay my hand on Naomi's shoulder but she shakes it off...
"He doesn't look infected....He's with you right? You have to help him! You can't just leave him here!" She's got her hand on his head, running it through his hair....Did she do that with me? God if only she knew this guy, she wouldn't think of touching him....
"Hey he's waking up!" She's right. Alabama's opened his eyes and blinked a few times, then there's his trademark cocky smile...
"Hunk..." His voice is weak and shaky. I bet he's faking it.
"Shush don't talk, you're hurt. Don't worry, you'll be ok now..." Naomi's voice is so soft and soothing. I remember it now, when I was hurt....Damn it, this bastard doesn't deserve this kind of treatment.
"Aren't you going to help him up?" Naomi's confused, probably doesn't understand why I'm so reluctant to help him. I have to now don't I? He's seen me now, if I just leave him here and he survives and gets back to base, I'd be in big trouble...I help Naomi get Alabama to his feet and he leans heavily on me...
"Thanks..." He's talking to Naomi. Not me. Why should he? We hate each other and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Naomi's babbling on about random things trying to keep Alabama conscious. I couldn't care less.
"What's his name Hunk?" I zoned out for a second, didn't realise she was talking to me...
"Alabama..." She gives me a funny look then starts to laugh...
"No way! Really? God, you all have really funny names don't you!" She's started to ramble on about how stupid our names are. Come to think of it, they are stupid. Don't know how we got them, our superiors probably pulled them out of a hat...Naomi's perked up a little, back to her giggly usual self, unlike two minutes ago...It's all an act again, looking into her eyes you can still tell she's hurting...
"I think we're nearly there now, erm, that building on the corner...." Naomi's pointing to a grey looking building, it's got a medical feel to it, she's probably right...Alabama's fallen into unconsciousness again. Great. Now I have to carry the whole weight of this lump of sh...
"Hunk.....over there....shit....." Naomi's stopped dead in her tracks and I can see why. Three infected dogs at the end of the street, they are quite far away from us but I've seen these things move before, a little slower than the average dog, but with the prospect of a good meal, it wont take them long to get to us. They all look asleep at the moment, so we're safe....I should just drop Alabama and let them eat him...
"What should we do..?" Naomi's whispering, she's still transfixed on the dogs...
"Move quickly towards the clinic. Be as quiet as possible...." She nods and starts to creep towards the clinic. Starts to creep slowly....damn her.
"Faster" I whisper as I shift Alabama onto my back making it easier to carry him. Naomi gets to the clinic doors first, she tries them but they're locked. It's funny, Naomi gasped as I casually dropped Alabama to the floor...
"What you do that for! He's hurt!" I just shrug at her comment as I start to pick the lock, the doors are large and expensive looking, meaning they are probably reinforced. I'd dislocate my shoulder trying to break open them...Naomi's tapping me on the back...
"What is it?!" Shit I shouted at her, I forgot about those dogs...She's pointing towards them, and I know exactly what they are doing because I can hear them. Their running towards us and I haven't opened the door yet. Nothing like a little pressure to make you work faster...
"Hunk...they're getting closer....Oh my God....." She's squeezing my shoulder, I didn't know she had that much strength! There done, Naomi pushes the doors open and runs inside, great I get to drag Alabama in all on my own then.
"Hunk hurry!!" Yeah I don't see her helping. Naomi shuts the doors the moment I get Alabama in. The dogs are outside, howling and moaning at the loss of their meal.
"They don't look too cute do they..." She's still whispering...
"You don't have to whisper anymore, I doubt they can get through those doors..." She laughs at herself and checks the doors a second time to make sure they locked.
"Do you think there's any....things....roaming around here?" I shrug, she's got the right idea, I should go check the place out...but get her somewhere safe first...We're in the waiting room, there's a reception room to the left, and a hallway in front of us. I guess that must be some of the doctors offices...
"Well...what do you think?" Shit. Naomi scared me, she's standing right behind me, I nearly jumped 10 foot in the air...I got to get my act together, I'm starting to lose focus again...
"Maybe, let's get you somewhere safe first though ok?" One of the doctor's offices should be ok, those doors look solid enough...
"What about Alabama? You are going to take him with us....aren't you?" She's tugging on my jacket, looking down at Alabama...she wont let me just leave him on the floor here...
"Yeah....of course. Lets try one of those doors down that hall, we'll go make sure it's safe then come back for him ok?" Naomi nods and smiles at me while we walk down the hall.
"That room over there maybe? It says "family room" on the door, that means....toys!" She laughs at her self, true the family room would most probably be the most comfortable place, hopefully it has a sofa and a few chairs or something for her to rest on. She's already got the door open, I can tell from the grin on her face its good news. I was right, big sofa, she was also right about the toys as well, they're all stacked up in one of the corners next to miniature chairs and a tiny table, probably made for kids. The room looks safe enough, the door is solid, and there's metal shutters over the windows. I know Raccoon City had a big drug problem at one point, they probably installed all this security when that was all going on to stop robberies. I'm glad of it, it will be hard for the weaker creatures to get into the building.
"This looks good, you should be safe in here..." Naomi's already gravitated to the magazines on one of the coffee tables, she's sat down on the sofa and started to flick through them....
"Aren't you going to get....err Alabama? Do you want me to help?" I forgot about him. I better go get him then...I can't believe Naomi's offering to help, she looks so tired, so worn out yet she's still willing to help....
"Don't worry, I'll get him, you stay here..." I leave the room but take a quick glance back at Naomi, she's thrown the magazine she picked up back on the table and is rubbing her eyes. I have a strong feeling she is concussed. She needs to rest....Alabama's right where I left him, in front of the entrance. He hasn't moved a muscle. He's a heavy bastard as well. I wouldn't normally have any trouble with his weight, but as my ribs are broken, it's making it very painful to pick him up. I'm sure that if he knew that he'd be happy, the masochist that he is...Naomi gets up as I walk into the room with Alabama, motioning to put him down on the sofa. He doesn't deserve the sofa...
"It'll be better for him on the sofa, more comfortable." There's her smile again, damn selfless smile...I just drop Alabama onto the sofa, not really caring what position he ends up in. Naomi tut's at me and puts him in a more comfortable position.
"That wasn't very nice..." If only she knew about him...
"How's you head?" I'm just trying to change the conversation really, I gently touch her head but Naomi pulls back and hisses under her breath.
"I'm fine, just...don't worry about me." Wish I could, I've tried...She's still in a lot of pain, but the wound looks like its clot nicely, I don't think there be any reason for stitches now but I won't know until I clean it up.
"I should go look for those supplies..." Shit I don't want to leave Naomi alone with Alabama, but she looks like she's ready to drop at any moment. True it hasn't been long since we last rested, but she's hurt and in shock.
"What's wrong, you look conflicted..." I didn't notice Naomi staring up at me, she's now sat down on the coffee table and looks a little confused herself.
"I just...don't think you should be alone..." Naomi frowns, she doesn't get it, to her she won't be alone, Alabama will be there, but that's what I'm afraid of...
"Don't worry about me, I've got this remember!" She waves the gun in my face. Should have told her not to do that, could have blown my head of there if she wasn't paying attention.
"Go on, get that medicine stuff we need..." I can't leave her with Alabama, I've seen the things he's done to people and it's sickened even me, and I'm pretty used to death by now. But he is unconscious, and I'll probably get back in time with supplies before he wakes up....that is if he is really unconscious. If he's just faking, he's heard everything I've said now, he knows I'm wary about leaving Naomi with him. I shouldn't though, I know what he would be thinking right now "why hasn't he killed her yet" and really I've asked myself that many times, but I can't kill her, and I can't stand by and watch Alabama kill her either. Either way I'm going to have to come up with some pretty convincing excuses as to why I've kept Naomi alive...
"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" I'll let her decide, I know she's going to say no, she looks too tired not to. I'll just have to take the chance that Alabama isn't putting on an Oscar winning performance and is actually hurt.
"Well...I don't think we should leave him alone....and I'll just slow you down anyway...." That's a no then. I could go over this a million times in my head, I'll just go now and get back as fast as I can. She'll be fine...she's lasted this long anyway...
"Ok but...just be careful ok? Anything happens just scream, I'm sure I'll hear you...." Naomi nods and smiles.
"Go on then...I'll be fine! Really!" She emphasises the last words...I turn on my heals and walk to the door, I nod to her as I walk through them. She'll be fine....won't she? Damn it.....
"Look, if he wakes up just don't....don't say anything to him about us ok?" I shut the door before she can question me...I hope to god Alabama isn't faking unconsciousness so Naomi wont have to talk to him. This is bad....really bad. Naomi knows too much now...shit why did I tell her the truth? If Alabama finds out...He'll kill her...Wait, I'd be in deep shit too! Why did I think of her safety before mine...this isn't like me at all, and Alabama being here has hit it home...I'm going to have to think this all through again very carefully....