Lun3rMage: wee! I got 1 review!

Darian: stare

LM: what?

Darian: you stink… anyway am I gunna hook up with Oliver or not?

LM: I don't know… I might let you play with him… or maybe I'll let the zombies get him… MWAAHAHHAHAH!

Darian: death glare

LM: EEEP! FINE!

Darian: -

Author's Note: Like I said… I don't own Resident Evil….

Chapter 2: New Friend in Dark Times

Darian? Why do you trouble me so much my son? I'm your mother and I love you. Yet you still carry your father's knife around and hang with your gang. I only imagine what you do with it when you sneak out at night. Son… I only want what's best for you, that's all. I want you to finish High School and become something important like a doctor or a lawyer. Please son, I want to see you grow up and have children! Not see you die by a gun or a drug dealer! If you love me son, you shall survive.

Darian awoke in a moments notice. He looked forward to see the engine steaming from the impact of both the kid and the street lamp. He looked to his side to notice Oliver shaking his head a little.

"Were the hell did you learn to drive? A video game?" the Punk exclaimed!

"Of course I didn't! I just didn't see the kid in the middle of the street! That's all!" Darian yelled back.

Oliver turned around to see a few "things" staggering towards the car.

"Well enough arguing… we got to get out of here, as you can see in your rear view mirror."

Darian looked in his mirror and saw what Oliver meant. He quickly unbuckled his belt and got out of the car. Oliver did the same and went to Darian's side.

"So driver, where do you suggest we go now?" Oliver smirked.

Darian looked around and saw the new museum in the distance. It was a new building in Raccoon City. It was four floors and large in floor space. It opened a few weeks ago and was holding its first Ming Dynasty Exhibit.

"Let's try the museum! I mean no one should be there. And there must be a phone inside." The teen said.

"What ever… I just want to get off the street." Oliver replied.

It was settled. The two boys ran to the new museum. As they got to the front double doors, they realized it was locked.

"Now what smarty pants?" Oliver remarked cockily.

"There must be a side door. C'mon lets look!"

They went down the front walk way and went around the building to find a door with a small window above it.

"Ok… lift me up and I'll jump down on the other side and unlock it for you. OK?" The punk said quickly.

"Fine let's do it." Darian agreed as he put his hands together and crouched down. Oliver put on foot up and grabbed Darian's shoulder and reached up to the window.

"I can't open it!" Oliver complained.

"You have a gun right? Shoot it or something!"

"Oh yeah I forgot about that!"

Oliver grabbed the gun from his waist and shot the glass twice. It broke and he climbed over and fell to the floor hard.

"Damn... that hurt. Ok, now to open it… hey dude! Can you hear me?

"Yeah! Just open the damn door!" Darian replied as he saw two "monsters" coming down the ally.

"Ok man gives me a second!" Oliver replied as he unlocked the door.

Darian heard the lock click and rushed inside falling over the cute punk, leaving the "things" to stumbling inside the building.

"Oh shit! Man look!" Oliver screamed as he grabbed his gun.

"Shoot them already!

Oliver shot the two assailants in the chest twice each. But they kept advancing.

"Keep SHOOTING!" Darian screamed.

He kept shooting them in the chest until he heard a click.

"I got to more bullets! Now what man?"

"Shit! Get back!" Darian yelled as he reached for his knife. He looked up at one of the monsters and hurled the blade at its neck, cutting its head clean off its shoulder.

"There's one more you idiot!" Oliver said backing up more.

But then the boys heard a small wisp overhead. And in a blink of an eye, there was an arrow in the remaining attackers right eye. It fell over to its side on its comrade's corpse and bleed a small puddle.

"Wow… where did that come from?" Darian mumbled as he turned around to see a young girl a small distance away. She looked like she was fourteen or fifteen; it was a black girl holding what looked like a bow. She wore a black long sleeve shirt with matching black jeans and sneakers.

"You two guys ok?" she said.

"I am! But were the hell you learn to shoot like that girl?" Oliver shouted as he jumped up from the floor.

"First off… my names Lauren and second… ever heard of Archery class in P.E?" the boy's rescuer said.

"I have and I failed, Thank you Lauren you saved our lives just now." Darian said as he extended his hand in thanks.

"Yeah whatever, you're welcome." Lauren said taking the boys hand and giving it a little shake.

"I'm Darian Vergof and this is…"

"I'm Oliver Jackson! You saved my ass there!"

"Well my names Lauren Richards, nice to meet you both."

LM: Well that's it for now people! PLEASE REVIEW! tear

Darian: Pshh… you have a better chance at getting laid then getting a review!

LM: cries a river