First off ,as usual, I would like to thank Evil J and Burningbridges for reviewing. I'm glad you like it and I hope I can make it even better. We'll just have to see. Now a disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil or the dim-witted Seth, but I have to keep him alive because I'm too lazy to change the story description. Now a moment with the characters.
Fiona: A cookie sounds nice (takes a cookie)! Would you like one Robby?
Robby: If I say no will you hurt me?
Fiona: Of course not!
Robby: Good because I hate cookies.
Fiona: WHAT? You hate cookies. (Grabs a pan and repeatedly hits Robby over the head)
Robby: I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me!
Fiona: That was before I found out you hated cookies (continues hitting Robby)!
Seth: Maybe cookies was a bad idea.
Author: I hope you like this chapter! Robby is sure to get hurt some more. (Screams of pain can be heard in the background) On to the chapter!
Chapter 4: Whack-a-Talking Head?
Fiona sees afireescape and abalcony and decides to climb up it and see how far they were from the RPD. She then climbs back down.
Fiona: I have good news and bad news. Which do you want first?
Robby: Things couldn't get much worse so the bad news.
Fiona: Okay well we're still a ways away from the police building but the good news is I saw a car just a block down.
The three begin making their way through the alleyways toward the car.
Fiona: There it is I see it!
Robby: I see a map! Maybe we're close to an exit and wouldn't even have to go to the RPD.
Seth: I see dead people!
Fiona and Robby look at Seth, a look of irritation on Robby's face while Fiona has a look of pity on hers.
Seth: What? I wanted to see something too.
An alarm starts going off a few seconds later and a recording of a woman's voice can be heard.
Alarm: WARNING! LAME CLICHE IN USE. I REPEAT LAME CLICHE IN USE. THIS IS NOT A DRILL!
Seth: What's a cliche?
Fiona: Don't worry about it. We need to go, NOW!
The three begin making their way to the car, the alarm fading away behind them. A lone zombie stood in front of the car.
Robby: I want to kill this one.
Before Fiona could object, Robby had shot at the zombie. The bullet went pass the zombie and hit the gas tank of the car, blowing up the car and the zombie.
Robby: At least I killed the zombie...hehe (gulp)
Fiona: Do you know what the chances of that happening are? That's nearly impossible to do!
Fiona was furious. If it wasn't for Seth restraining Fiona, She would have most likely killed him. After a few minutes she finally calms down.
Fiona: Let's just drop everything and go to the RPD. There may be another vehicle there.
Robby: Fiona, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I was just trying to help.
Fiona: Just forget about it. As long as we get out of this alive it won't matter.
They began walking again through the alleys. They were trying to avoid the main roads, for they were filled with the undead. Fiona stopped in front of Robby and Seth.
Fiona: Get back! (Fiona takes out her shotgun)
Robby: What is it Fiona?
Fiona: Up there! It's a licker!
Fiona points to a monster climbing on a side of a building. Its muscles and tendons were showing. It's brain was also exposed. Its tongue was extremely long. Robby stood in awe, admiring the creature. It whipped its long tongue at Fiona but she swiftly dodged it, firing three rounds from her shotgun into it. This caused the large creature to fall to the ground but itremained alive. Fiona switched to her handgun and fired what was left of her clip into the monsters large, exposed brains.
Fiona (putting a fresh clip into her gun): Seth hand me some shotgun shells and handgun bullets.
Seth: Uh Fiona...I don't have any.
Fiona: What? What happened to all the ammo you were carrying.
Seth: Well when you said "drop everything" that's what I did..
Robby: You did what? She was speaking figuratively!
Seth: Oh. Wait what does that mean again?
Robby: You idiot!
Fiona: Shut up! Both of you! I'm about tired of this. Let's just get out of here okay?
Seth and Robby: Yes ma'am.
Theyresumed walking,onlythis timemore aware of their surroundings. They couldn't afford to chance a surprise attack. They now had limited ammo and supplies and a long distance yet to go.
Robby: Maybe we should rest and find someplace to sleep. I've had too much excitement for one day.
Fiona: We can't afford the time to sleep. If we fall asleep and one of those monsters find us, we're as good as dead.
Someone: You know she's right don't you, Robby?
Robby: I know that voice! It's Jason!
Fiona: What, Jason! You mean the one who was ripped apart by Nemesis?
Robby: Nemesis?
Fiona: Never mind that...it's impossible that he's alive.
Jason: But I am.
Jason rolls out into a lit area.
Robby: You're just a head! See Fiona I told you he was a demon!
Fiona picks up a stick and pokes Jason.
Jason: Hey quit that! (He bites on to the stick)
Fiona (waving stick wildy): Let go! Let go!
Fionarams the stick into the ground repeatedly trying to make Jason let go. She finally tosses it as far as she can.
Fiona: RUN!
Fiona, Robby, and Seth all run away from the head as fast as they can.
Jason: Hey wait up! I can only roll so fast!
End Chapter 4
Author: I don't know...it wasn't really that good.
Jason: I thought it was good.
Author, Fiona, and Robby: AWWWW! Run for your lives!
They run back and forth away from Jason, while he keeps rolling/hopping after them.
Seth (grabs a bowl of popcorn): This is better than when Paris Hilton got a spear thrown through her head! (House of Wax... I'm sorry...PLEASE DON'T SUE!)
Although it was short, I dedicate this chapter to my friend ,laughing-maniac-of-fire. She is the one who gave me the idea for the talking head...I just hope she didn't get it from anywhere else...lol but anyways I thank her for the idea.
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