Ch.8- Dying and Surviving
Disclaimer: Since I right now don't own Escaflowne, One Piece, and the Final Fantasy games, I don't own Resident Evil. Lilie, Carlee, and Tom are mine, though.
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The child creatures were advancing on Leon and Claire quickly, leaving the dead man behind themselves. Claire quickly looked around and cried out, "Leon, what should we do?"
Leon couldn't answer her. Their guns were a good distance away from them, the creatures were gaining on them quickly, so quickly that there would be no way they could make it halfway to their guns without getting hit back to their original places.
The creatures were now three feet away and both Leon and Claire were completely out of ideas. The only thing they could do was watch in fear as the creatures were prepared to deliver the killing strike. It never came.
Suddenly, bullets came from behind the creatures and within seconds, the creatures lay dead on the ground. Standing behind them was a boy…an average-sized boy with white hair, blue eyes, and two guns in his hands.
Leon and Claire stared at the boy, mostly at his unusual colored hair and didn't say anything, of course neither did the boy.
The boy turned his guns from the dead creatures to Leon and Claire, who kept staring at him.
Finally, Leon decided to speak up, "Don't shoot."
The boy didn't shoot, but he kept his guns aimed at them, "Who are you?"
"I'm and officer from Raccoon City."
"A cop, eh? Well then maybe you could tell me what the hell is happening here in this city."
"It was Umbrella. They released a virus into the city and caused all this to happen."
The boy's blue eyes widened. He put his guns down and a growl escaped his lips, "Those bastards."
"Who are you?" Leon asked the boy, standing up on his own two feet.
"My name is Michael." The boy answered.
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"Lilie, Carlee? Is there a weapon shop anywhere here?" Barry asked from in between the girls.
Carlee nodded, "My brother in law's family owned one."
"What happened? Did they sell it?" Billy asked.
"No, it's still there. I just doubt that any one of them are even alive." Carlee explained, "I'll take you there." She started leading them down three streets and around two corners and stopped in front of a building with broken windows and a dirty sign near the roof reading in large letters "MORROW'S GUN SHOP"
Without bothering to open the shop door, Carlee stepped through the broken windows with Lilie, Billy, Rebecca, and Barry following her. "Hello, is anyone here?" Carlee called into the empty building. No response came. She decided to try again, "Uncle Constantine? Aunt Mabel? Max? Simon? Anybody!" No response came except for a few familiar moans from the back.
Letting out an emotionless sigh, Carlee picked up a shotgun from inside a crashed case and said, "I'll take care of them." She disappeared to the back, fired ten shots, and returned to the front. "Take all the weapons and ammo you need. The owners of this shop are dead, so they're yours for the taking."
Barry, Billy, and Rebecca nodded and started walking around the shop while Lilie placed an arm around Carlee's shoulders to calm her friend.
There were so many weapons and ammunition in both cases and on shelves that Billy, Barry, and Rebecca couldn't imagine how Carlee's family could have gotten infected by one of the things in town when they had a whole shop that was filled with guns and ammo.
Billy picked up an assault shotgun and filled it with shells. The second the shotgun was loaded, four dogs crashed though the large window in the front of the shop.
Carlee let out a terrified scream and quickly hid behind Lilie, shaking the entire time.
Lilie held out her handgun and aimed right at one of the dogs, but before she could shoot, Billy stepped in front of her and shot the dog dead with one shot.
Barry and Rebecca were backing him up the entire time, shooting dog after dog until the four that entered the shop let out a painful yelp and collapsed in a pool of blood.
"Are you two okay?" Billy asked the two girls behind him. Lilie nodded, Carlee didn't. Actually, by the time the four dogs were dead, Carlee was on the verge of tears.
"It happened again…" Carlee whispered through her tears.
"What are you talking about, Carlee?" Lilie asked.
"The day school let out, those people and dogs attacked the school. Only a small group ran out alive and untouched. There were only ten of us in the group and in that group was me, Nick, Ryan, Mrs. Brooks, Marlene, and five others I didn't know.
The ten of us tried to get out of the city, but kept running into those things. Then one by one, the ones in the group were killed and eaten. Until yesterday, the only ones of the group left were Ryan, Marlene, some boy named Keith, and me.
Lilie, even though neither of us liked Marlene at all, she was so scared and determined to live so I decided that I couldn't hate her anymore. This morning, we were heading for the town exit when some dogs ambushed us. They killed Ryan and Keith while Marlene and I ran. Then…another dog came, pounced on Marlene, and began ripping chunks of flesh from her body.
She screamed in pain, but I couldn't move. The two dogs that killed Ryan and Keith came up and joined the third one. Her screams were almost unbearable, but I couldn't fight the dogs and even if I could, I couldn't save Marlene from death, so…I ran away as Marlene died." Carlee explained through tears.
"Carlee…" Lilie sighed, hugging her friend.
Billy, Barry, and Rebecca equipped themselves with shotguns, magnums, ammo, and even a grenade launcher, which was taken by Rebecca. "Let's go. We're going to leave this place." Barry said to Lilie and Carlee.
Lilie nodded and led Carlee outside. Carlee was still shaking wildly even after she was far from the weapon shop and had no plans of calming down anytime soon.
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Chris, Jill, and Tom, all working together, made it away from the abandoned grocery store and to a small playground complete with swings, slides, see-saws, a jungle gym, and even a sandbox in the middle for little children. Blood was mixed with the sand and made them feel sick to their stomachs, especially when they found a child's severed hand clutching a little plastic shovel in the box.
"What the Hell?" Chris asked, kneeling next to the sandbox.
"Look, Chris." Jill gasped, pointing ahead.
Chris turned his head and saw what she was pointing at.
About 20 feet away from Tom, Jill, and Chris were two children, a boy and girl both no older than four-years-old. They were running after each other, laughing and playing a game of tag.
"You can't catch me, Ricky!" the little girl called to the boy.
"Oh yes I can, Gabby!" the boy called back.
Both Ricky and Gabby played their game, ignoring the destruction around them. They didn't even notice Chris, Jill, and Tom standing by the sandbox until they called out to the kids.
Ricky and Gabby stopped, but didn't come over. "Look, Ricky! It's Aunt Maria and Uncle Juan!" Gabby shouted.
Ricky nodded and said, "Maybe they'll want to play with us!"
The two began to head for the man and woman that entered the playground. The intruders were filthy, bloody, and covered in bites, but the two children only saw the people they remembered and not the injuries.
Chris, Jill, and Tom screamed for Ricky and Gabby to stop and come towards them, but the children kept heading for their aunt and uncle and didn't stop until it was too late.
By the time they were two feet away from the man and woman, they noticed the swaying and bite marks but even if the two tried to run from them, they wouldn't be able to.
The man and woman quickly grabbed Ricky and Gabby and sank their teeth into their bodies.
Ricky and Gabby screamed in both fear and pain as flesh was ripped from their bodies, but the man and woman didn't stop until Chris and Tom shot the man and woman dead, but even then it was too late for Ricky and Gabby. The children died before Chris, Jill, and Tom got to them.
It pained the three of them that they couldn't do anything to save the two children, but they still knew it was true and that it would be best to leave them before they became zombies.
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"How is our special little experiment doing?" Wesker asked one of the scientists.
"The experiment's body was not responding well to your virus, but eventually, her body accepted the virus and now she's quarantined, but it could be hours for the transformation to be complete." The scientist answered, ready to be yelled at if it was going to happen, but it didn't.
Instead of getting ticked off like all the other bosses the scientist worked for, Wesker actually smiled gratefully and answered, "Good. Just remember to feed her and the other experiments. I know we got something lying around." He continued down the hallway, leaving the scientist behind.
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Leon, Claire, and Michael left the almost completely destroyed Karaoke bar and found themselves wandering into an amusement park. It was a small one, but jam-packed with huge roller coasters, fast rides, games, food booths, and even a six-story tall funhouse.
The whole park was creepy. Corpses pecked by crows were scattered all over the ground. Only a few moans were coming from different places, blood was everywhere, and nearly everything was completely filthy. But the creepiest thing about the park was that the Merry-Go-Round was turned on and working.
A man in a uniform was slumped over the control stand, dead, with his hand on the button to start the ride.
Leon walked up to the man and placed a hand on his shoulder to shove him out of the way when the man started to move.
"Leon! Get out of the way!" Claire screamed.
The man grabbed Leon's arm and got ready to sink his teeth into Leon's skin, making it impossible for the young cop to escape. His teeth were a mere two inches form Leon's arm when multiple bullets struck the man, impaling holes into every part of his body until he fell dead to the ground.
Leon shoved the man to the ground and turned of the power to the Merry-Go-Round.
The machine stopped and almost immediately, Leon, Claire, and Michael noticed a key labeled for the funhouse tied to one of the plastic reins of a horse.
Claire slowly picked up the key and led Leon and Michael to the closed entrance of the funhouse, took a deep breath, placed the funhouse key in the door, unlocked it, and stepped inside.
The funhouse, though it was locked, had its power on. The place was lighted, pictures on the walls moved, and familiar moans echoed from the second floor of the funhouse.
Without saying anything to Claire and Michael, Leon lifted the walkie-talkie from Orion, "Lilie…Lilie, are you there?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Is something wrong?" Lilie asked.
"Claire and I are inside the funhouse of some amusement park and…"
"Ooh! Did you find any survivors?"
"Yeah, two at a karaoke bar, but one died. Now we're fighting with some kid named Michael. So tell me this: what is on each floor of the funhouse?"
"Uhhh…the first floor is mostly weird pictures, the second is a haunted house, the third floor is a house of mirrors, the fourth is a jungle, the fifth is music and activities, and the sixth is filled with stairs and slides that lead to the exit of the funhouse. The only way to the exit is to go through each floor."
"Okay, thanks. Oh, hey Lilie?"
"Yeah?"
"How old are you?"
"Fifteen. Why?"
"…no reason."
Leon turned off the walkie-talkie and loaded up his gun. "Okay. We're going in." He said to Claire and Michael.
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By the request of Lilie, Billy, Rebecca, Barry, Lilie, and the grief-stricken Carlee made it to the mayor's office, to see if either he or anyone else hid themselves from what was happening in the city. They weren't.
In fact, the Mayor's office was completely empty. Not even the groundskeeper that almost always hung around the building was around.
"Hello? Mayor Boyer? Is anyone here?" Lilie called into the office. Her voice and the footsteps of the people with her echoed through the building, but no response came. Not even the moan of a zombie or the clicking nails of a Cerberus was heard.
The last room that was investigated was a room in the far back of the office that Lilie and Carlee never even knew about. In the room sat a large grand piano, a stage and microphone, and a sign nailed to the wall.
Rebecca walked over to the sign and read it out loud, "When an angel's voice and the gentle chimes of a piano play Marysville's sacred song in harmony, a door to salvation will open."
Billy was already at the piano. On top was the piece for the Bright Eyes Minuet was on the top and the lid was closed over the piano keys. He tried to lift the lid, but found himself unsuccessful. Then he noticed the keyhole in the front, "Damn, it's locked."
"We know where the key is." Carlee answered, addressing her and Lilie.
"Where is it?" Barry asked.
"The High School…in the girl's locker room." Lilie answered.
"We have to go get it." Rebecca said, turning form the sign.
Lilie started to protest. She didn't want to go back to the high school since the explosion and her arrestment, but then realized she had no choice. Only Lilie knew the exact location of the key and there would be no escape from Marysville without a key to the aircraft holder. She forced a smile on her face, "Okay. Let's go."
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A/N: Okay, that's my latest chapter. Michael is not my character, but he is Firewing0's character, so I put him in this story. R/R please and if you have ANY ideas for what I should do or if I screwed up on something major, then don't hesitate to tell me.