Ch.6- The Newest Enemy
Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, I know I don't own Resident Evil.
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Chris and Jill left the hospital and entered a nearby grocery store, searching for any survivors if there were any besides Carlee. Like they suspected about the hospital, something was definitely wrong with the store they were in.
The automatic doors opened like they were supposed to, but the whole place smelled strongly of rotting food and meat. Blood covered the walls, windows, and floors. The sounds of wet footsteps echoed.
Two gunshots filled the air and the footsteps stopped. The store was now completely silent except for the faint echoes of the gunshots.
Quickly and quietly, Chris and Jill followed the shots, holding their noses as they walked by the dairy and meat isle.
The shots came from a man sitting in the oriental section, chowing down on dry ramen noodles. Two dead zombies lay at his feet.
The man pulled a gun on Chris and Jill and stared at them with angry hazel eyes. "Who are you two? What are you doing here?" The man growled.
"We're of the S.T.A.R.S. We're here to take care of this town." Chris told the man.
The man snorted, "S.T.A.R.S. huh? Well, you came way too late. There's nobody here that's alive. I checked. I'm the only one left."
"There is somebody left alive. I know there is. Now put the gun down." Jill commanded.
The man snorted again, but obeyed her and put his gun down. He introduced himself as thirty-two year old Tom McDougal. He was a talent judge from Las Vegas who came to Marysville to meet some kid who had an excellent singing voice and decide if the kid had any real talent…also to spend time with his cousin, who he hadn't seen in almost three years.
Tom was only in town for one day when the T-2 virus went out. During that time, he was told that the kid was in prison for murder…at age fifteen and even if the kid wasn't in prison, he wouldn't be able to meet her. The day their meeting was scheduled, the zombies came alive and killed his cousin and wife.
Tom took shelter in the grocery store's attic for safety and free food. He'd been there with a few others since the zombies attacked and stayed even after the others left. He killed very one of the zombies that got into the store.
"You've been trapped here for five days? How do you know that there's nobody else alive?" Chris asked Tom suspiciously.
"I went up to the roof. The whole street was covered with those things, so I know I'm the last one left." Tom answered, "And I don't plan on leaving this place any time soon. I'm perfectly safe right here." He continued his ramen meal.
Chris and Jill tried to get Tom to reconsider his decision about staying, but he refused, saying that it was much safer in the store than any place else so they left him sitting on the floor chewing the dry ramen noodles.
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Leon and Claire ran from Millie's house, narrowly escaping the Cerberus around the back of the house that ran at them. The T-2 virus must have done something to the dogs because they seemed at least twice as fast as the ones in Raccoon City when it was infected.
Town was actually not very far from Millie's house. There were zombies in the street, but they were easily taken out by a bullet to the head. They only found one human survivor: a man in his 40s, but they didn't know his name.
The man stood on top of a 4 story building with an upset look on his face. Taking a deep breath, the man jumped to his death, his face slamming into the pavement, blood gushing from his body, and his bones snapping like twigs.
Leon and Claire, though feeling very nauseas, checked the man. He had no ID on him, no suicide note, and was not bitten yet he chose to commit suicide anyway when he could have left town as a survivor.
Shaking off their sadness, Leon and Claire continued walking, searching for Lilie or any other survivors left in Marysville.
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"Is the experiment ready?" the sunglasses man asked one of the scientists in the room.
"It's ready, Captain Wesker!" the scientist answered, smiling widely.
"Release it." Wesker commanded.
"Yes sir!" the scientist shouted, pressing a button to open a door.
A dark figure walked out into Marysville. Wesker smiled widely at it, pleased with what the figure had become.
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Billy, Rebecca, Barry, and Carlee were at least two miles away from Lilie's house when they ran into Chris, Jill, Leon, and Claire. Despite what Barry and Rebecca told him, Billy refused to go after Lilie.
"Whose this girl?" Leon asked, pointing at Carlee.
"I'm Carlee Winters, Lilie's friend." Carlee introduced herself.
"Where is Lilie, anyway?" Jill asked Billy.
"She went to her zombie-infested house." Billy answered.
"And you didn't go after her?" Claire asked.
Billy shrugged, "She wanted to go. Why should I stop her if she wants to kill herself?"
Everyone was silent for a moment.
"What the Hell kind of an older brother are you?" Chris shouted at Billy, his blue eyes filled with anger.
Billy stared at him and let out a deep growl, "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that you are a sad excuse for an older brother. As an older brother, it's your job to protect your younger sister no matter what. You've searched for Lilie for fourteen years and after being with her for five days you decide to forget her? Some brother you are." Chris snorted.
Billy's face reddened, "Shut the hell up! You don't know what you're talking about!"
"He's right, Billy. Besides, I think she acted the way she did because she still doesn't really know you. You know her and should still protect her." Rebecca told him.
Before Billy could protest, a giant of a man walked up and began advancing on the people in front of him.
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Lilie used 52 of the 65 shells in her father's chest in the shotgun until the 43 zombies walking aimlessly down the street laid in their own large pool of blood.
Letting out a quick sigh of relief, Lilie climbed off the roof and onto the ground, heading for Carlee's house, searching for any survivors. She found none.
The only things she found in Carlee's house was the dead and partially eaten bodies of Carlee's parents walking towards her with their blank white eyes staring at her and their rotting mouths open. Lilie took them out with two quick shots to the head even though she didn't really want to.
Rushing back to her house, Lilie grabbed a little side pack and filled it with the picture in the living room and seven packs of handgun bullets. She threw her shotgun on her bed, replaced it with her handgun, and left the room.
Before leaving the house, she stopped in front of the upright piano in the living room. The keys were a little dusty, but not much. Sitting above the keys was the pages of the song "Nola".
Lilie hated the song mostly because she hated the piano and was promised to get a special gift if she could play the song all the way through without messing up, which she never could. Not only that, but it was the last thing she attempted to play before she was arrested.
Blowing off some of the dust, Lilie took a seat at the piano bench. Before she placed her fingers on the keys, the last moments she had at this piano played in her head like a movie.
---FLASHBACK---
"Come on, Lilie. Time to practice." A woman said to an upset Lilie sitting on the couch in front of a blank TV.
"Mom, do I have to?" Lilie whined.
"Listen to your mother, Lilie." A man sitting in a recliner behind a newspaper said.
"Why can't I just have today off of practicing?" Lilie asked her adoptive mother.
"I don't want you slacking off. Your birth mother was an expert pianist and you should be like her. Now, why don't you want to practice?"
"I hate the piano, I love singing, right now I don't care about the surprise, and eight of my friends were killed last night with 15 other people."
"Lilie, your friend Jenna loved Nola so play it as a tribute to her. When your half hour is up, I'll give you a week off of practicing, so come on."
Lilie sighed, moved to the piano, and began to play. She was halfway through Nola when a loud knock came at the door.
Ten seconds later, Lilie was seized from the piano bench by two policemen.
"Lilie Varn, you're under arrest for the murder of 23 people and destroying school property." One of them said.
The other policeman stated her rights as he and his partner dragged Lilie from the house screaming. She never got to finish the song.
---END FLASHBACK---
Lilie shook off her memory, placed her hands on the keys, and started playing.
After two minutes, Lilie got to the last page of the song, the one she always messed up on, but for the first time ever, she played through the song without a single mistake.
The piano rattled and the sheets fell from their place. In their place was an open drawer with a key inside.
Lilie looked it over, wondering what it could be for, but she decided to figure it out later. She left her house to do something that was more important than finding out what the key was for.
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The giant of a man dashed for the people in front of him at almost lightening speed literally scaring the crap at his victims.
"Carlee, get back!" Barry shouted.
Carlee quickly nodded and ran behind him, watching with fearful eyes the man fighting Billy, Claire, and the S.T.A.R.S. members.
The man wobbled a bit, but proved himself not to be weak when he was able to send Chris and Billy flying ten feet in the air with a single strike.
Guns from everybody but Carlee went off and although the man was hit, the bullets bounced off his body as if it was made of rubber.
The expression on the man's pale face was almost impossible to imagine: blank and eerie. The man would have been counted as a zombie if his eyes had been white instead of the pale blue color they were.
The man swung wildly at Chris, Jill, Barry, Billy, Rebecca, Leon, and Claire. He hit his targets and sent them flying, not bothering to chase the running Carlee. Then he focused all his attention on Billy.
Billy fired bullet after bullet after bullet at the man, wincing in pain at each blow the man gave him. Billy aimed a few bullets at the man's forehead, but the man didn't become effected by the bullets' shots. It seemed like he just wouldn't die.
With his body numbing with pain, Billy shot his final bullets until his handgun went dry. He closed his eyes as he heard the click from his handgun, waiting for the final blow from the man. It never came.
Gunshots came and within ten seconds, a thump was heard and the shots stopped.
Billy opened his eyes and found the man dead on the ground with blood gushing from the back of his neck. Rebecca was removing the large dark coat covering the man's body with a surprised look on her face.
"I can't believe this…" Rebecca gasped.
"What's wrong?" Leon asked.
"This man…he's a child." Rebecca answered.
"WHAT? A child? How do you know that?" Billy asked her.
"He has the skin and muscles of a child, soft and smooth. The T-2 virus must have changed his body from a child to a monster, like a tyrant. He couldn't be more than a year old." Rebecca answered.
Before Billy could ask her anything else, something flung its body onto Billy's immediately wrapping its arms around him tightly…and it had no plans on letting him go.
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A/N: Okay, that's my chapter. R/R if you want, but keep your flames to yourself.
Oh, and the song Lilie played "Nola" the full name is actually "To my wife, Nola". I had to play that song when I used to take piano lessons(god, I hate playing the piano). It took me almost a year to learn the song and I never once played it all the way through without screwing up on something…I think my teacher was pissed. Oh well. I don't care. I quit playing the piano and couldn't be happier! R/R!