Resident Evil:
Redemption
By: Myst Dragon
Chapter 2: Survival
The pair cautiously walked around the corners as they made their way through the halls of the hospital, constantly scanning the halls for anything out of the ordinary. They left the hospital through the main entrance. Kyle scanned the road and rooftops. The road was littered with the debris of wrecked cars, and chewed bodies. On a nearby rooftop something caught his eye.
"Now there's something I don't see too often." He spoke in a slightly amused manner as he looked at the clock tower on top of a building they were near.
"It's just the city's eyesore, no big deal."
Kyle looked at her smiling. "Maybe, but it's also a landmark. Landmarks are usual gathering places in disasters, where communications systems have broken down. There might be other survivors hiding there."
"Sounds like you're not so heartless after all." Cassandra said half-heartedly.
"It's all about improving my chances of survival, nothing more. It's not like I'm offering to pack someone out of here." The young man walked in to the alley running along side the building with the clock tower, with the Cassandra catching up behind him. He stopped in front of a door leading into the building; Kyle examined the frame to see what was holding it cracked open. As his eyes reached the bottom, he saw the grisly remains of a chewed up forearm, broken off at the elbow. "This doesn't look good."
"What is it?" Cassandra looked down at the arm Kyle points to. "Oh god!" She quickly turned her head! "Couldn't you have just told me?"
"Why the sudden squeamishness? You handled walking around the other corpses just fine." His expression was slightly annoyed.
"I didn't have to look directly at them!" The young woman, nearly yelled in her defense.
"If you don't start living with it, and actually being observant, we could get caught off guard, and that is not a good thing!" Kyle reprimanded.
"I know, but how can you deal with it?"
Kyle looked somewhat amused. "Part of it is just being used to seeing dead bodies around me; the other is just accepting that these dead bodies can get back up. I might be worried, but I want to live badly enough to do what I have to."
"I understand, you're just as afraid as I am. You're just hiding it to survive." She felt a little satisfaction with that revelation.
The man's eyes narrowed and he opened the door kicking the arm out of the way. "Let's go." They walked into a small area leading into a hall around a corner. Inside the area there was a table with some junk, and a large bell on the floor. When the woman accompanying him walked in, he closed the door and pushes the bell in front of it. They walked around the corner, and enter the main part of the room. Kyle immediately noticed paintings on the wall, each with a clock attached. He continued to scan the room, apparently un-phased by the amount of blood on the floor. When the assassin looked at the two bodies in a corner, he noticed a man wearing combat gear, and a girl! "No." He practically sighed the word of disbelief.
Cassandra Looked at him, confused by his sudden change. "What's wrong?"
Kyle tried to regain his composure, his eyes being the only giveaway. "A child should never die. It's the worst thing that can happen. This guy must have died trying to protect her." He paused for a few moments, deep in thought. "Let's go." They left the room, entering a hall covered in thick webbing along the walls. The pair is immediately caught by the sight of two giant spiders about to kill a man in a corner of the hall. They stood two feet tall and their fuzzy bodies were mottled black and gray. Kyle quickly pulls out his Eagle and shoots them, making them drop with a dual thud. He looked down at the man who had just started to recover from his state of panic.
"Why couldn't that brat have attracted the spiders too?" The middle-aged man asked irritably to himself.
"What did you say?" Kyle asked, gritting his teeth. The young man had a feeling of what was coming next.
"I locked a kid in a room, thinkin' that he'd make a lot of noise and draw these things to h…" Before he could finish, Kyle punched him across the jaw, nearly knocking his head off. Stunned he looked up at the young man; unable to comprehend why he punched him.
"You LOCKED a KID up in a room to use him as bait for these monsters! You're going to show us where you left him, and you'd better hope, he's still alive!" Kyle's anger was openly apparent as he stood there holding himself back.
"I don't care what you do. There's no way I'm going back there!" Kyle quickly pulled his Sig on the man.
"Let's try this again." The murderer for hire slowly waved the gun over the man, especially around the face. "How would you like to crawl around waiting to be eaten, by one of the monsters you left the kid to be bait for." The middle-aged man nervously stood up, his eyes unable to move from the gun.
"Alright, I'll take you there." He led them through the hall, into a room with a few bookcases, and a desk. They hear muffled screams coming from a far door, and see four zombies slowly lurching towards them. As the man starts to run the other way, Kyle shoves him towards the rotting humans. The man starts to cry out for help, as the zombies start grabbing him. Kyle picked them off one at a time with his Sig. The older man looked back at the young killer. "Why did you do that?"
Kyle walked up to the man. "Because, you were going to run, and I couldn't allow that!" He then sank his fist deep into the man's abdomen, causing him to pass out.
Cassandra looked at him in shock. "Are you crazy? Why did you do that?"
"He's of no use any longer, since we can't trust him."
"So, that's still no reason to knock him out. Do you just intend on leaving him to die?"
"I might have accepted him just abandoning the kid, since he had no weapons, but he intentionally locked the kid up to use him!" He looked around the room and found a key on the nearby desk. As he opened the door that the sounds had come from, a boy started to run away. "It's alright; we're not going to hurt you." The dark haired boy turned around at the sound of Kyle's voice. The man knelt down in front of the child. "Hey there. The name's Kyle, what's yours?"
"Uh, Jack." The ten year old was becoming a little calmer, but still glanced around nervously.
Kyle looked the kid in the eyes and spoke in a soothing voice. "We're going to get you out of here. Do you have any idea where your parents are?" Cassandra looked at the man, who until now, she'd only seen as a cold-blooded killer, and was surprised by the change in his behavior.
"They left on a vacation. I was staying with Uncle Rick. Those things… they…" The boy looked down, tears flowing from his eyes.
Kyle placed a hand on the kid's shoulder. "It's okay, we'll get you back to your mom and dad, but first we're gonna have to face a lot monsters. Are you scared?"
"Sort of." The boy looks up to him sheepishly.
"Hey, its okay. Do you want to know a secret?" the kid nodded his head, and the young man whispered something into his ear causing him to look at the man in disbelief. "It's true." Kyle stands up and quickly scans the room. "Do you think we can vaccinate Jack?"
"I don't think so; it would probably make him to weak to move." Cassandra tells him solemnly.
"Ok, then let's get going." With that, he leads the young boy out. Cassandra pauses for a moment and follows.
Cassandra thinks to herself "What kind of person is he?" The trio search what they can of the rest of the building, with the boy hanging close to Cassandra, and Kyle checking for useful ammunition. They soon leave through the main entrance convinced that there were no other survivors in the building. As they walked out, the sight of a large, muscular man sitting in the middle of the courtyard greeted them. The bald man was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.
Crow stood up grinning wickedly. "Hello Katro."
Kyle looked at him annoyed, not wanting to waste time or ammo. "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you. You sure took you're sweet time in there."
Kyle pointed his Sig at the large man, "I don't want to waste ammo on you, so just stand aside."
"I'm gonna pay you back for what you did to me!" He charged towards Kyle, and the gunman shot him in the chest. He collapsed to the ground
"I'm faster and armed, you didn't stand a chance." As the young man turned to walk away, the Crow slowly stood up.
"A friend in Umbrella made a few improvements." He rushed at Kyle again, forcing the gunman to dodge his huge fists. The young man maneuvered himself near one of the courtyard walls. As Crow took another swing at him, he back flipped and sprang off the wall, sending himself arching over the large man. Before the young man cleared over his head, the brute caught him by an ankle and slammmed him down into the ground. Crow then wrapped his large hands against the man's neck lifting him up off the ground.
"How?" Kyle asked gasping.
"Not so cocky on the receiving end are you? Like I said, I've been improved. I'm stronger, faster, and best of all; it takes more than just a few bullets to stop me!" He looked up towards the clock tower, and shouted. "Ok Doc! I'm gettin' bored so hurry up and do it!" A split-second later Kyle was struck with what appeared to be a tranquillizer dart. "Now to get your blood flowin'. Doc's orders." The large man grinned and threw Kyle across the courtyard. As he started walking toward the brown haired man, Cassandra pulled out her browning, and aimed the 9 mm handgun at Crow.
"Stop right there! I don't want to shoot you, but if you make me we'll find out if a bullet can get through that thick skull of yours!" The large man only glanced at her.
"Stay out of this!" The young man returned to his feet, his eyes glowing with anger! "You made a big mistake Crow. You pissed me off!" He quickly pulled his Desert Eagle from its holster on his back. "You know, I think I like Cass's Idea." Suddenly they hear a loud roar that Kyle has become all too familiar with.
Miller stood up from his perch and yelled down to his partner. "It's a Tyrant! Let's get out of here!" As the large man ran to another door leading into the building Kyle fired a shot and missed!
"I can't focus! Let's get out of here!" Kyle holstered his guns and the trio made a break for it! After a few minutes the young man began to stumble. "What was that stuff?"
"What's wrong?" Cassandra looked at him concerned.
"Nothing, I just need to find a safe place to clear my head." After walking around a bit more the group found an army surplus store with barred windows. Kyle opened the door and walked in first allowing Jack and Cassandra to follow. They looked around the messed up store. Some of the shelves were knocked over, and their contents were scattered all over the floor. They saw an open door leading into a back room. Kyle walked up to it first to check it out. Once the others entered, they closed the door and Kyle sat down. Cassandra looked around at the supplies stored on the shelves, noting some rations, and a few bottles of water.
"It looks like we can rest here for a bit. I just hope none of those things shows up." She looks down at Kyle. "How do you feel?"
"Like every inch of my body is on fire, my muscles are cramped, and I'm having trouble seeing. Other than that I feel great.", He told the young woman with half-hearted sarcasm.
"Do you think that dart was poisoned?"
"No, they weren't trying to kill me. All Crow had to do was squeeze. He might like to take his time killing people, but he knows not to mess around too much. I should be fine with rest." After a few moments he fell asleep.
"Is he gonna' be ok?" The boy asked, worried.
"I hope so, kid. Let's just try not to make too much noise." She told the boy in as soothing as a voice as she could, trying to reassure herself as well.
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On a nearby rooftop, Crow and Dr. Jacob Miller discuss their plan. "We almost had him! If that Tyrant hadn't shown up! Now he's going to fall unconscious somewhere. He'll be vulnerable to attack, before he wakes up changed into the ultimate weapon that I can control."
"So what? He's got that girl with him to drag him somewhere. All we got to do is find where she hid him. Its gonna be fun killing her."
"I'm surprised. That actually sounded intelligent." Dr. Miller chided before continuing. "We can't leave this city without my prize."
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"How long is he going to be out?" Cassandra asked herself after leaning down to check Kyle's pulse. She looked over to the child, that she and Kyle were trying to help escape with them. "How are you holding up?"
"I'm hungry." The young boy answers and the young woman grabbed a ration bag and a bottle of water off the shelf and tossed them to the ten-year-old boy. "Thanks. Uhm. Do you have any family?"
She paused remembering her sister that had come to visit her. She forced a smile. "All I have are my parents, living safe and sound in Seattle."
"Do you think we're gonna make it out of here?" Jack asked her, barely containing his fear.
"Sure thing, just as soon as he wakes up, his pulse is returning to normal, so I think he'll be ok." She looked out through a peek hole she'd made and saw that the sun had almost set again. She whispered to herself, "C'mon Kyle wake up." After she turned her head, she heard a crash from the main part of the store. The young woman looked back through the hole and saw a large gray-skinned creature standing in the store. "That must be the Tyrant." She heard a shot, and the creature rushed out of the building prepared to swipe with its massive claw. "Whew, that was close."
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"We've been circling this area for hours. Where are they?" Crow asked, impatiently.
"As much as I hate to admit it; it appears that we may have to start searching inside buildings rather than just looking on the outside for signs that they entered. We're running short on time." They began doing a more thorough search on the street level.
"So why are we going to all this trouble? What do you plan on doing with him?"
"I plan on selling the special weapon I created to the highest bidder of course! I'm tired of being under appreciated by Umbrella! He will be the prototype, a perfect example of my research. Of course I used a bit of Birkin's research, which I'd managed to make copies of. It was strange that he mentioned Wesker in them."
"Why's that?"
"For all I know he was just an Umbrella operative planted in the Raccoon City Police Department." The researcher told the large man half dismissively.
"Maybe Birkin used him as a Ginea pig like your using Katro." Crow suggested.
"Not likely. Wesker died in the Mansion incident." He looked down a street and saw the Tyrant smash a storefront door. "I think that Tyrant may be obsessed with someone. Get ready to get us on that balcony." The man aims at the monster with his sniper rifle and fires. After a moment of waiting to make sure that the Bio-weapon had noticed, he ordered the larger man to get them up to the balcony. "Now lead that thing out of here."
"Sure thing." The large man jumped back down, landing on the Tyrant's shoulders, forcing it down. He stepped off the creature and started running away. "C'mon sucker!" mindlessly the monster chased him. After running a few blocks, the large man decided to end his little game. "This would be fun if you were capable of pain and fear!" He sidestepped as the creature charged and swiped at him with its massive claw. As the creature swiped at him again, he grabbed the forearm and jerked the creature's arm out of its socket. He smiled as it released a sound of pain. The Tyrant then swung down at him with its good arm, and Crow did the same to that one leaving both arms hanging uselessly limp. "So you can feel pain!" He then began pummeling the creature's chest with all of his strength. As the creature started to stagger, he moves behind it and slammed both fists against its back. As the large monster fell, Crow grinned with satisfaction. As he walked back, his radio beeped and he heard the Miller's voice calling for him. "I'm on my way back now."
"Stop taking your time, and get back here now!" Dr. Miller ordered through the radio.
"Shove it Doc! You need me more than I need you." He put his radio back on his belt and continued walking, looking up at darkening sky. "Plenty of red, that's nice."