Outbreak Chronicles II
SSW: (Talking to herself) Man, if Cannibal Jello hadn't stopped me from killing Sweetboxer, I would be one happy gal. Oh well. He'll get what's comin' to him. Just gotta post this last pic and... done! (Yelling) Hey SB! Come in here! I have something to show you!
SB: (Pops head into room) What? This isn't another revenge scheme, is it?
SSW: I will continue to seek revenge until I attain it, fool. Now take a look at this website. I did a little research, namely interrogating your sister, and I found out that you just happen to be infatuated with Ada Wong. (Grins evilly)
SB: You interrogated my sister? You didn't break her knees or anything crazy like that, did you? Wait! What have you done to Ada?
SSW: You're the only one who deserves my violence! I said "interrogated" because I prefer it as opposed to merely saying that I asked her. Anyway, she told me all about your love for Miss Wong, and I've created this site. Lemme read you the description:
Watch these horny chicks go down on each other for the first time AND LIKE IT. Our featured slut is none other than the Asian hotty, Ada Wong! Smile with joy as she eats Ashley, and still has room for Rebecca. She definitely love you long time!
SB: Dear Lord, that's sick. And yet I find myself aroused.
SSW: Muahaha! I knew you would! I'm contented with a bubble bath with Wesker, but you are one freaky little bastard! How do you like seeing your beautiful spy being defamed like this? Your love shall never be the same! She's a whore, I tell you!
SB: (Looking down in his lap) Stop, little one! It's a trick! Don't - let - her - win! NOOOOO!
Disclaimer: We don't own Resident Evil. And sylphstarwind did not really make a video game girl porn site, so don't bother looking for it. I know you, you RE fanboys! And possibly girls!
SB: I will give you an enema with hot coffee!
CJ: Yay! Me first, me first! Is it with mocha? And is it foamy?
SSW: Cannibal Jello will recap for us, since she didn't have much of a part in the openings so far. She will watch the video of the events of previous chapter(s), and summarize.
CJ: Recap what? The lube? Damnit, it was David who used it! Make HIM do it!
SSW: Eww... No, I mean the last chapter. Here, watch this tape and tell us the basics plot points.
CJ: Oh, okay then. Well, let's see... (Watches video, becomes transfixed with David's rugged good looks and forgets what she's doing) That's it, David... Shake it... Soooo sexy... (Drools)
SSW: Hey! HEY! (Waves a hand in front of CannibalJello's face) Cut it out! Can't you stop thinking about David for two seconds! MY GOD, DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MYSELF? Whose idea was it to make a video anyway? Sheesh!
Okay, the magic 8 are in the hospital. Charlene is dead, and so are Martin and his little brats. And the old lady with the bladder problem is dead too. David wants to tell everyone about Umbrella and people are starting to suspect Vanessa of being a spy because she looked guilty about Martin's death... Ooooooh, drama-y! Meanwhile, the real spy is sneaky-sneaking off to the labs, and surprise of surprises: someone is actually hitting on Jim! (Shudders) Read on, fools!
Chapter Four - Haven No More
George sat in the lobby, staring absently at rain outside. There weren't any zombies out there that he could see; they had left a few minutes ago, perhaps to find easier prey. Still, he felt apprehensive, and he jerked when there was a scream out in the hall.
"Cindy!" George shouted, jumping up from his seat. He knew he shouldn't have let her go alone. A few people looked over, but apparently decided to let him handle whatever it was. He ran into the hallway to see her standing over the old woman's body. He walked over and saw that the woman's neck had been snapped.
"Are you alright? What happened?" he asked, standing beside her and holding her.
"I found her here like that. I don't know why I screamed - I should be used to it by now. But it caught me by surprise," she said, hugging him back.
"It's not exactly a good thing if you get used to death. Wait, where's the man who was escorting her?" George asked.
"Yeah, I wondered about that, too. I don't see any signs of him...," Cindy replied, still staring at the corpse.
"Well, I don't see any bite or scratch marks - this was done by a human. Either someone came in and did this, maybe taking the man as a hostage, or the man did it himself. Perhaps he was our spy," George said.
"We'd better warn the others, then," Cindy said, turning away from the body.
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Adam, or "the thief," as many thought of him now, sat and stared outside, at the rain sliding down the glass doors. He'd always liked the rain, but right now, it only made things feel more dreary. At least he didn't have to look at the zombies' ugly faces for the moment. He turned when there was a scream out in the hall, and watched as Daniel (George), who had introduced himself earlier, jumped up and ran towards the source of the sound. He could hear him and the girl talking, but it was too far for him to hear what they were saying. He turned around when there was a bang on the door, and was surprised to see a guy in a brown coat hitting the window.
"Let me in! Please!" he begged, looking behind him worriedly. He had bite marks on one hand, and a gun in the other. Adam stood up and tried to open the door, but it was locked with a key.
"Dammit! It's locked! I'll see if one of the doctors has the key," Adam said. He saw about a dozen zombies in the distance, and knew that they would be on this man soon. He jogged into one of the offices, seeing a doctor.
"There's a man out front who's being chased by several zombies. We need to let him in or he'll die! I need the key to the lobby doors!" he shouted.
"Alright. Be sure you don't let them in," the man replied hesitantly, handing over a set of keys. He pointed out which one opened the front doors. Adam ran back into the lobby and saw that the zombies were only a few yards away from the doors. The man panicked and started shooting at the glass, which didn't break, but began to crack.
"Stop it, you idiot! Don't let them in here!" Kevin yelled, standing up. Adam ran to the glass and started unlocking the door, but it was too late - the zombies had reached the man outside and were now biting him all over his head, neck, and arms. The others started banging on and pushing against the glass, and the weakened glass broke. The zombies fell on Adam and started feasting on him, too.
"Oh shit," Kevin said, grabbing Alyssa by the arm. Yoko, David, Vanessa, and the others made for the hall as a few of the zombies got up and started for them. George and Cindy were just coming back in when the others pushed them back.
"Wha-? What's going on?" George asked, then he saw the problem. They shut the double doors of the hallway.
"Some moron let the zombies in!" Alyssa griped.
"What? Good Lord! And I thought we had finally found somewhere secure...," George said, looking weary all of a sudden. What am I saying? he told himself. No place is secure when those things are involved...
"What's with that body?" David asked, looking at the old woman's corpse on the floor.
"Oh, we found her just now. We don't know where the lawyer who was with her went, and it doesn't look like she was killed by one of the infected," George said.
"Great. So we have something else to worry about. Well, we need to head to the elevator and get down to business."
"But shouldn't we get out of the building? If we go on another floor, we'll be trapped," Carrie said.
Kevin and David looked at each other. "Should we tell them now, leader?" the plumber asked with a smirk.
Kevin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we've got no choice." He looked at Carrie, who was looking at him questioningly, then at everyone else. He took a deep breath, then began with, "We've been through something like this before. Maybe you heard about a little place called Raccoon City? Got blown to smithereens a few months back?"
"Yeah, it was in the papers a while back. You mean, you were there?" Carrie asked.
Kevin nodded. "There was an outbreak there, too. Only a few survived, and we were among them. Our real names are Kevin Ryman," he said, pointing at himself, then pointing at the others, "Alyssa Ashcroft, David King, Yoko Suzuki, Mark Wilkins, Jim Chapman, George Hamilton, and Cindy Lennox. We had aliases because there could be a spy among us. You see, the Umbrella Corporation is the cause of all this, and--"
Vanessa interrupted. "Yeah, it's all a big conspiracy, right? Gimme a break," she said, rolling her eyes.
Kevin glared at her. "That's exactly what it is. Umbrella has been secretly experimenting on both humans and animals using a virus, trying to create bioweapons. The outbreak in Raccoon was an accident, but this one was actually planned. They released the virus on the city to collect information. But, there are spies from rival companies here, too, trying to steal information. One of those spies was placed in the Palace at the time of the outbreak. It's possible that he died already, although he'd probably be more capable than that if he was sent here. It could also have been the lawyer that was with the old woman before she died. He may have killed her himself. We still aren't sure. Anyway, we need to take the elevator to the basement, because there's an Umbrella lab down there, and we're supposed to rescue some kids who're being used as test subjects."
"Why should we believe you?" Carrie asked, raising an eyebrow.
Kevin sighed through clenched teeth. "Do you think we have time for this? Those zombies will break down the door soon - we can't stand around and convince you. So you can come with us, and trust that we know what we're doing, or you can stick around here. It's not our problem, anyway."
"I'm going with them," Tori said immediately. "Whether they're telling the truth or not, they've kept themselves alive, and Jim here saved my life."
Everyone else considered their options and agreed with her, though some were more reluctant than others. They all got on the elevator, which happened to be large enough to accommodate them all. There was an open panel with a small keypad and an extra button, which took them down to the basement.
While they waited for the elevator to reach floor B2, Jim wondered how Tori would react to his deception.
"Hey, Tori. I'm sorry I lied to you about my name," he told her.
She shrugged. "I don't really give a fuck who you are, as long as you can get me out of here alive."
"Just what I was thinking," Carrie said in a slightly tired tone. In situations like this, she wasn't so happy about being a cop. Everyone expected her to lead them to safety. It was nice to have someone else to look to for a change.
The elevator doors opened to a long, T-shaped, concrete hallway. There was a sign on the wall that gave directions to different rooms - reception, labs, offices, etc. The red-and-white Umbrella logo was at the top.
"So, you think Umbrella laboratories under the hospital is normal?" Kevin asked sarcastically. He was still a little annoyed with them for accusing him of lying.
"No, this is suspicious alright," Carrie replied. The cop in her was thinking about starting an investigation of this place, once they got out of here.
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He put the packet into his briefcase and shut it, then left, stepping over the bodies as he went. One of the scientists had pulled a gun, but a bullet between the eyes was his reward for his slow draw. He glanced down and wondered if he should take the pistol with him.
He looked up when he heard the sound of the elevator door opening down at the end of the hall, then footsteps.
"So, you think Umbrella laboratories under the hospital is normal?"
"No, this is suspicious alright."
Dammit! They're here already? I took too long taking care of these fools..., he thought as he headed for the door, the gun forgotten. He stepped outinto the hall,glad that his shoes were made of a softer material and mostly silent. He slipped through the door at the end of the hall.
Ah well. As soon as I release the experiments, they won't be a problem...
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Kevin lead the way down the hall, listening hard for anything in the rooms that they were passing. All of these doors were closed, and who knew what could be inside? He heard nothing but the ventilation and his group's footsteps as he continued down the hall. He came to the T and looked to the left and the right. On the left, he noticed that a door was left open, and he looked inside, his gun at the ready.
He looked around at the bodies on the floor, shaking his head. David came up behind him, followed by the others.
"The spy?" the plumber asked.
"That'd be my best guess," the cop replied. He stepped into the room cautiously, seeing that whoever had killed these people was gone by now. Looking at the bullet wounds, he knew that it was a human who had done this. He relaxed a little, lowering his .45. But, he tensed again when he heard a series of inhuman cries from elsewhere in the facility.
David walked in and picked up the handgun that the scientist had dropped, then silently handed it to Yoko.
"Thanks," she said with a faint smile. He nodded in response.
Kevin found another gun on another scientist's body, and handed it to Cindy. Then he walked out the door with the others behind him. The room he had just come out of was number twelve, so he continued through the door at the end of the hall in search of room number twenty three, and the Wilkins boys. They came out in another hallway with more doors on either sides. He must be on the right track - here was room number thirteen. He continued down the hall.
"Hey you, stay with the group. Don't lag behind even a little; it could be very dangerous here," he heard David say behind him. He looked back to see that a woman with black hair, in the back of the group, had stopped walking and was looking up into a vent.
"But... I think there's something up there," she told David. She was starting forward when there was a clang, and something red and very much alive plopped down on top of her. She screamed and struggled, but the Licker had her pinned down by the waist as it ferociously slashed and mutilated her .
Alyssa instinctively took a few steps back, rather than helping. George gave her a scolding look and pointed his handgun at the Licker. He didn't fire, however, because he didn't want to hit the woman. Then the grate that had fallen from the air vent with the monster caught his eye, and in a split second his mind formed a plan.
"I'll get it off of her and you immediately blast it with your shotgun, alright?" he told Alyssa. She hesitated a moment, but knew it was best not to question at a moment like this, so she nodded. "Okay."
He ran towards the violent attack trying to keep the screams out of his head so he could concentrate. The Licker swung its left arm outward as it sensed the doctor's presence, but George was already diving out of tthe was and towards the large metal grate. In one fluid motion, George grabbed the object, rolled, pivoted and hit the beast across the side of the head with the slitghly bent peice of metal.
Shrieking, It toppled over and landed on it's back next to the woman,Giving Alyssa the chance to shoot it. She pulled the trigger and it hit the monster so hard it flipped over. Seeing it was still alive, she shot it once again in the head, killing it. George knelt beside the woman and winced at the severe wounds. Her entire upper body was covered in deep slashes and cuts and she had already lost a massive amount of blood.
"I'm afraid she's too badly wounded," he said quietly. He took her hand in his and sat beside her. She make a small choking sound and gripped his hand tightly. She groaned in pain.
"What are you, a doctor? We've got to at least try to help her!" Carrie cried.
"Actually, he is a doctor," Cindy informed her.
"Yeah, so shut up," Alyssa added. Her voice had little of its usual venom, however - she felt bad that she couldn't do anything for this dying woman.
"I would like to do something for her, but it would only delay the inevitable. And, I have nothing to work with. If you wish, you can look around for some medical supplies, but...," George trailed off.
"Fine, I will," Carrie replied. She opened a nearby door and glanced inside, seeing nothing of use. She shut the door and walked across to another door, looking inside. Then she walked in. After a few seconds, she came back out with a white box that had a red cross on it, and handed it to George.
"Thank you," he said. He knew that the woman would be dead in a few minutes, but maybe Carrie would feel better if he used the kit anyway. He bandaged the woman's neck and most of her face, and injected her with some morphine. About a minute later, the woman became quieter, her pain abating some.
Carrie walked back into the room and came out with a submachine gun in her hands. "This was in there, too," she said to the looks of the others.
"Nice job," Kevin said.
"Well, I am a cop. I can take care of--"
"She's gone," George interrupted.
"Dammit!" Carrie growled.
George reached down and closed the woman's eyes, then stood up. "I think a moment of silence would be appropriate here," he said. They all remained quiet for several seconds. Then George looked up. "Well, we'd better keep moving. We do have some time issues."
Cindy walked over and put a hand on his shoulder, saying, "You did all you could."
"I know. But it's the one thing I dislike about my occupation - losing a patient," George replied.
Yoko found herself in David's arms, and remembered him pulling her closer when the Licker had dropped out of the ceiling. She blushed, but didn't push away.
Kevin noticed the two of them clinging to each other. "Uh, you do know that we don't need to worry about our cover anymore... so you don't have to act like a couple," he said.
"Honestly, Kevin! How clueless can you be?" Alyssa said, looking shocked by his utter stupidity.
"Well, maybe you can fill me in, too, if there's something we need to know about!" David said, looking at her. He lowered his arms to his sides and took a step away from Yoko.
Alyssa looked at him quizzically, then realized that he wanted to change the subject. "Moving on...," she muttered, starting down the hall.
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Alex awoke to a voice down the hall. It was muffled, through the stasis fluid, and these thick walls, but he knew who it was. His father. He wondered if he had come to because of his father's voice, or if it was merely coincidence that he'd regained consciousness right when he was approaching. Either way, he was awake now, and he was going to get out of here.
He made a fist with his right hand, and put it through the glass in front of him. His movements were sluggish from these long periods of sleep, but he was still able to break through the inches of reinforced glass that contained him. He fell out with the liquid, then slowly got to his feet. He blinked, the lights above stinging his eyes. He turned around and looked at his brother, who was in a cage in the corner, and he went over and tore off the door easily, then stepped inside. His brother still hadn't woken up, despite all the noise. The small form, wearing only a hospital gown, was still and silent on the cot.
"Greg, wake up," Alex said. He shook the boy's shoulder, but it didn't work. He sighed and picked Greg up, then walked out of the cage. He took a lab coat from the wall.
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They reached room #23, and Alyssa stepped aside while Mark reached for the doorknob. He found it to be locked.
"Dammit!"
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SB: I'll show her, dammit! I've always said Wesker was gay (and I have the sore ass to prove it)! Well, now I'm gonna make a gay Wesker site! Starting with those pictures he made me take!
CJ: (Strolls in and sits down next to SB) Oooh, did I hear something about gay sex? That is HAWT! Oh wait, that's Wesker, isn't it? Now I'm totally turned off... (Walks away)
SB: Okay... A few final touches, and...
SSW: (Pops head in) I smell crimes against Wesker!
SB: Well it's too late now! Gay Wesker porn is now on the internet for all to see!
SSW: Damn it all! I'm telling you, he's straight!
SB: He definitely is not! Just look at the-- Oh, my first hit!
SSW: Let's make a deal, shall we? If you get the most hits, it means Wesker is gay. (Twitches at even having to say such a thing) And if I get the most hits, it means he's not, and you'll drop this forever! And, Ada's a slut.
SB: Erm, okay, although I don't really see how that--
SSW: Let the contest begin! AND YOU! (points to reader) DON'T THINK I FORGOT ABOUT YOU! You had better leave a review before you leave! We aren't writing this for ourselves, fools!
SB: What she means is: Please leave a review!
