To Sour Schuyler:
No. I Haven't given up on my story. However, I decided to start it over again. As you noted yourself, there were a few minor problems as far as continuity goes. Plus, I think I had far too many characters to write for, so I decided to shorten the cast of characters. It still has the same premise, but I think I'll do better this time around. As far as what you said about the number of chapters, you're right. I had about 7 or 8 chapters posted, but when I decided to start the story over again, I removed the original version. As far as changes go, I have eliminated Delta Recon for now, because as I noted, there were too many characters for me to work with. The core characters are still there though, which means all of the original RE characters' offspring are still there, as are Lillian and Perry. Anyway, thanks for another review, and please stick around, the story isn't over yet, not by a longshot.
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Introductions
"Mr. Martin, please come out peacefully. We don't want anyone to get hurt."
24-year-old Rick Kennedy was having a really bad day. Here he was, in the middle of a hostage crisis, when he could've been home enjoying his day off. He was sleeping peacefully until the phone rang at about 9 o'clock. His uncle, S.T.A.R.S chief Chris Redfield, had called to tell him there was a situation that required his attention. Rick was the son of Leon Kennedy who, along with Rick's mother Claire Redfield-Kennedy, was something of a legend in New Raccoon City. Rick signed up with the S.T.A.R.S Academy eight years ago, and rose quickly through the ranks. Some of the other recruits felt that this was because of Rick's family ties, but Rick proved himself easily, killing all of those rumors. Rick had proven himself to be one of, if not, the best of the so-called "New Blood" several times. Rick's younger sister Liz, and most of their friends and family, followed suit, starting something of a tradition.
Today was another chance for Rick to showcase his abilities. John Martin, a 36-year-old man sentenced to life for murder, had taken a young family hostage in the New Raccoon City suburbs. He had escaped from a prisoner transport vehicle early in the morning, and broke into the family's home about an hour before Rick was called in. Rick's cousin, 23-year-old Dan Redfield had also been called in. Dan had a similar situation when he joined up. Like his older cousin, Dan had to prove himself to critics who believed he rose up because of his family. Dan's parents were Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine-Redfield, who, like Rick's parents were somewhat legendary, because of their roles in the "Shutdown of 1999."
Negotiations with John Martin had been going on since twenty or so minutes after 8, and it was now going on noon. Unfortunately, the situation had begun to deteriorate, and people were getting desperate. As Rick and the others tried to figure out what to do next, the gunman came out of the house with a gun pointed at the head of a 10-year-old girl. He was using her as a human shield as he made his way toward the family's parked car, which he'd be using to escape. Rick was a crack shot, but he didn't dare fire, for fear that the man would be able to get off a shot of his own, and kill the child. Rick hated to see children threatened, and was infamous for losing his temper, but he couldn't afford to let his temper go.
"Mr. Martin," Rick said, "If you harm the child, we will not hesitate to open fire, so again, please, let her go!"
This only angered the captor, and he quickly tightened his grip on the frightened girl, pressing his gun against her temple. During the confusion, Martin hadn't noticed Dan who was creeping up behind him. "LET HER GO, MARTIN!"
As Martin spun to see who had addressed him, a shot rang out, echoing in the wide open space of Belford Drive.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town...
"Oops, I did it again, I played with your heart... got lost in the game..." 18-year-old Britney Barrett was singing along with her music, as she prepared for her first afternoon as a member of the International S.T.A.R.S Alpha team.
"Oh, will you please turn that crap off!" shouted Britney's roommate and good friend, 18-year-old Stephanie Dumas. Brit and Steph, as they called each other, were both students at the academy, and were beginning their tenures as official S.T.A.R.S members. They had been going to the academy for about a year-and-a-half, and they were among the few chosen to move up. Stephanie was joining Bravo team, and she couldn't help but give Britney a hard time about her music. Unlike Stephanie, Britney had a family history of sorts with the S.T.A.R.S as well. Her father was David Barrett, who helped the original team bring down Umbrella and the HCF. During that time, David met Brit's mother, Sherry Birkin-Barrett. Years later, the two reunited in college and were married. Britney was named after their favorite pop star at the time, Britney Spears. Britney's 17-year-old sister Tiffanie, and their 18-year-old cousin Hunter, had already been named Alpha team members the week before, and they were happy to be on the same squad. Steph felt a little left out at first, but it passed quickly, since they all still hung out together.
"Oh, lighten up Steph, you know how much I love Britney Spears, after all, I was named after her."
"Ugh! Don't remind me. What the hell were your parents thinking when they named you after her!"
Britney just shrugged it off and gave a big smile to her best friend. Stephanie just threw her arms up as if to surrender, and they both chuckled a little. They finished gathering their things, and headed to the academy.
Meanwhile, at that moment...
There was an awkward silence inside the home of the hostages after hearing the resounding boom of a powerful shot being fired. The parents and older sister of the little girl were afraid that someting had gone terribly wrong. Suddenly, they heard the would-be kidnapper screaming out in pain.
"YOU SONUVABITCH! ...AARGH, MY ARM!...YOU FREAKIN' DESTROYED MY DAMN ARM!"
The family ran out the door and into the embrace of the very frightened, but relieved, 10-year-old. As the family reunited, Dan walked over to his cousin, and patted him on the back.
"Nice shot Rick."
"Thanks, Dan, but it was your distraction that gave me the opening." Even as he said that, Rick was replaying the scene in his mind:
"LET HER GO, MARTIN!" Dan shouted. As John Martin turned to see him, Rick took the shot. He fired his desert eagle, as the girl took advantage of the opportunity and wriggled free of Martin's loosened grasp. The shot hit Martin in his gun arm, shattering the elbow, and making him drop his weapon. As he grasped his arm in pain, the other police grabbed him, bringing a very volatile situation to a satisfying end.
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Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you all liked it. More characters will be introduced next chapter. If you need a quick reference, check out my companion to this story: "Resident Evil: The New Blood, Files." Also see "Resident Evil: Death Island," which is my first story. They are both on or around page 8. I believe "RE:DI" is story number 176. Anyway, thanks for reading. Don't forget to R&R. Constructive criticism, and good reviews are always welcome, but please, no flames? Suggestions are also welcome.
No. I Haven't given up on my story. However, I decided to start it over again. As you noted yourself, there were a few minor problems as far as continuity goes. Plus, I think I had far too many characters to write for, so I decided to shorten the cast of characters. It still has the same premise, but I think I'll do better this time around. As far as what you said about the number of chapters, you're right. I had about 7 or 8 chapters posted, but when I decided to start the story over again, I removed the original version. As far as changes go, I have eliminated Delta Recon for now, because as I noted, there were too many characters for me to work with. The core characters are still there though, which means all of the original RE characters' offspring are still there, as are Lillian and Perry. Anyway, thanks for another review, and please stick around, the story isn't over yet, not by a longshot.
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Introductions
"Mr. Martin, please come out peacefully. We don't want anyone to get hurt."
24-year-old Rick Kennedy was having a really bad day. Here he was, in the middle of a hostage crisis, when he could've been home enjoying his day off. He was sleeping peacefully until the phone rang at about 9 o'clock. His uncle, S.T.A.R.S chief Chris Redfield, had called to tell him there was a situation that required his attention. Rick was the son of Leon Kennedy who, along with Rick's mother Claire Redfield-Kennedy, was something of a legend in New Raccoon City. Rick signed up with the S.T.A.R.S Academy eight years ago, and rose quickly through the ranks. Some of the other recruits felt that this was because of Rick's family ties, but Rick proved himself easily, killing all of those rumors. Rick had proven himself to be one of, if not, the best of the so-called "New Blood" several times. Rick's younger sister Liz, and most of their friends and family, followed suit, starting something of a tradition.
Today was another chance for Rick to showcase his abilities. John Martin, a 36-year-old man sentenced to life for murder, had taken a young family hostage in the New Raccoon City suburbs. He had escaped from a prisoner transport vehicle early in the morning, and broke into the family's home about an hour before Rick was called in. Rick's cousin, 23-year-old Dan Redfield had also been called in. Dan had a similar situation when he joined up. Like his older cousin, Dan had to prove himself to critics who believed he rose up because of his family. Dan's parents were Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine-Redfield, who, like Rick's parents were somewhat legendary, because of their roles in the "Shutdown of 1999."
Negotiations with John Martin had been going on since twenty or so minutes after 8, and it was now going on noon. Unfortunately, the situation had begun to deteriorate, and people were getting desperate. As Rick and the others tried to figure out what to do next, the gunman came out of the house with a gun pointed at the head of a 10-year-old girl. He was using her as a human shield as he made his way toward the family's parked car, which he'd be using to escape. Rick was a crack shot, but he didn't dare fire, for fear that the man would be able to get off a shot of his own, and kill the child. Rick hated to see children threatened, and was infamous for losing his temper, but he couldn't afford to let his temper go.
"Mr. Martin," Rick said, "If you harm the child, we will not hesitate to open fire, so again, please, let her go!"
This only angered the captor, and he quickly tightened his grip on the frightened girl, pressing his gun against her temple. During the confusion, Martin hadn't noticed Dan who was creeping up behind him. "LET HER GO, MARTIN!"
As Martin spun to see who had addressed him, a shot rang out, echoing in the wide open space of Belford Drive.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town...
"Oops, I did it again, I played with your heart... got lost in the game..." 18-year-old Britney Barrett was singing along with her music, as she prepared for her first afternoon as a member of the International S.T.A.R.S Alpha team.
"Oh, will you please turn that crap off!" shouted Britney's roommate and good friend, 18-year-old Stephanie Dumas. Brit and Steph, as they called each other, were both students at the academy, and were beginning their tenures as official S.T.A.R.S members. They had been going to the academy for about a year-and-a-half, and they were among the few chosen to move up. Stephanie was joining Bravo team, and she couldn't help but give Britney a hard time about her music. Unlike Stephanie, Britney had a family history of sorts with the S.T.A.R.S as well. Her father was David Barrett, who helped the original team bring down Umbrella and the HCF. During that time, David met Brit's mother, Sherry Birkin-Barrett. Years later, the two reunited in college and were married. Britney was named after their favorite pop star at the time, Britney Spears. Britney's 17-year-old sister Tiffanie, and their 18-year-old cousin Hunter, had already been named Alpha team members the week before, and they were happy to be on the same squad. Steph felt a little left out at first, but it passed quickly, since they all still hung out together.
"Oh, lighten up Steph, you know how much I love Britney Spears, after all, I was named after her."
"Ugh! Don't remind me. What the hell were your parents thinking when they named you after her!"
Britney just shrugged it off and gave a big smile to her best friend. Stephanie just threw her arms up as if to surrender, and they both chuckled a little. They finished gathering their things, and headed to the academy.
Meanwhile, at that moment...
There was an awkward silence inside the home of the hostages after hearing the resounding boom of a powerful shot being fired. The parents and older sister of the little girl were afraid that someting had gone terribly wrong. Suddenly, they heard the would-be kidnapper screaming out in pain.
"YOU SONUVABITCH! ...AARGH, MY ARM!...YOU FREAKIN' DESTROYED MY DAMN ARM!"
The family ran out the door and into the embrace of the very frightened, but relieved, 10-year-old. As the family reunited, Dan walked over to his cousin, and patted him on the back.
"Nice shot Rick."
"Thanks, Dan, but it was your distraction that gave me the opening." Even as he said that, Rick was replaying the scene in his mind:
"LET HER GO, MARTIN!" Dan shouted. As John Martin turned to see him, Rick took the shot. He fired his desert eagle, as the girl took advantage of the opportunity and wriggled free of Martin's loosened grasp. The shot hit Martin in his gun arm, shattering the elbow, and making him drop his weapon. As he grasped his arm in pain, the other police grabbed him, bringing a very volatile situation to a satisfying end.
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Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you all liked it. More characters will be introduced next chapter. If you need a quick reference, check out my companion to this story: "Resident Evil: The New Blood, Files." Also see "Resident Evil: Death Island," which is my first story. They are both on or around page 8. I believe "RE:DI" is story number 176. Anyway, thanks for reading. Don't forget to R&R. Constructive criticism, and good reviews are always welcome, but please, no flames? Suggestions are also welcome.