Resident Evil
The Ashley Graham Case

Disclaimer: I Do not own any Resident Evil characters, elements etc… this plot is purely of my imagination.

Chapter 27

The girl began to heard another charge of bullets getting ready to be fired from the gun, she turned to her right and ran, sliding across the floor and under a table. She then put her feet on the underside of it and flipped it, providing a shield and beginning to hear round smash into it.

The medic whimpered and put her hands over her ears, shutting her eyes tightly. 'There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home!' she shouted to herself in her thoughts.

Soon, everything was silent again and she slowly pulled her head up to see the lasersight searching the table.

Another reel of bullets came at her and she whimpered/screamed and ducked her head down, tears in her eyes.

"Who am I kidding... I can't do this" she said, looking at her hands... tears beginning to fall.

The medic was going to die in tears... the man would walk up any minute and put a bullet into her head.

Would she really mind? No... she had been playing as this actor for too long...

Everyday only brought more pain... more despair... EVERYTHING HURT!

SO MUCH DEATH, SO MUCH DYING... SHE COULDN'T CHANGE DEATH IN THE WORLD. SHE WOULD DIE ONE DAY TOO...

JILL MIGHT DIE BEFORE, WHAT THEN! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL THEN!

Everything was a blur... not to mention there was also so much homophobia in the world, WHAT THE TWO DIED DURING A RIOT OR SOMETHING!

This just... wasn't...

'I just can't take it all in...'

WHY DID HUMANITY HURT EACH OTHER SO MUCH, WHY DID THEY KILL THEIR VERY OWN BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN WAR... FOR THINGS THAT PEOPLE CAN'T CHANGE! FOR THINGS PEOPLE JUST ARE!

WHY WAS THERE THIS SPIRAL OF DEATH THAT WORLD HAD COME TO SYMBOLIZE, WHY DID PEOPLE HAVE TO HIDE THEIR FEELINGS WHEN THINGS NEED TO BE SPOKEN!

'Too many 'whys'...'

WHY DO WE THINK WE HAVE A RIGHT TO INSULT PEOPLE WE DON'T LIKE... WE ARE ONLY KILLING THEM WITH WORDS!

WE SEE OUR MISTAKES BUT WE DON'T FIX THEM! WE GET PEOPLE TO SHOW US THE PROBLEMS BUT IT'S JUST AN INCONVIENT TRUTH FOR THEM!

ALL THOSE WORLD LEADERS OUT THERE... WHY DO THEY HURT THEIR OWN PEOPLE, THEY MY NOT SEE IT BUT THEY DO!

'So many question... answers just lead to more questions...'

WHY DO PEOPLE HATE OTHERS WHEN THEY JUST SEE THE OUTSIDE... WHY DO THEY JUDGE!

WHY!, WHY!, WHY!, WHY!, WHY!, WHY!, WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

THERE IS SO MUCH MORE TO SAY... THERE IS SO MUCH MORE TO DO...

WHY DO PEOPLE KILL OTHER'S OVER RELIGION, BELIEF, APPEARENCES, ABILITES, JEALOUSY... Love... Hope... Destiny... Fear...

Rebecca opened her eyes... everything was out of focus... but she narrowed her vision and soon... it all came back and slowly... she stood up when the bullets stopped.

She turned and faced the man, pulled out a combat knife from her belt... a solemn look on her face... an expression that showed every single emotion the body held in it's locked brain.

The man just looked at her... and his clip slide from his gun... he was empty... and there was a knife in the weaker ones hand.

Quickly, the man grabbed a clip from a pouch on his arm but the medic was quicker... she pushed the knife into the man's chest.

The man backed away... red life soaking the blade as he pulled it out of himself and held his chest.

"Go..." said Rebecca, pointing the knife at the man; "Go back to where all evil comes from... where it cowardly lurks as the light shines... evil is no darkness... evil is it's own element. The darkness is the same as light... in the darkest room you cannot see.. and in the brightest light, you are blinded. Together... these forces fight with evil... that word... it stands alone... death doesn't have allies like you think.. evil and death don't share the marriage of time either. Death is like the word... it goes the way it wants and even though... even though we can't change how it moves... we know it's there and we know it knows what it's doing. Once... I remember hearing someone say God is like air... you know it's there... you just can't see it. This... this goes for everything you and I stand for... for everything humanity stands for... it's there... we just can't see it. But... if we... if we be ourselves... ands we throw away everything that's... that's unjust in the world... then we truly are there... and we truly can see what isn't there..."

HUNK just stood there... then... with a nod, he left, knowing his deed was done... and how pathetic this girl was...

The girl could tell what the man thought, and yelled after him. "It's not the fact that I'm pathetic... it's the fact that your afraid."

Rebecca walked over and picked up her gun, then wipped the tears from her eyes...

"We are all human... we feel what others feel... we know we are alive by feelings... we know we are alive by so many things... we just... know. But... there are so many things to say right now... it could stand here till the sands of time and death wash over me... and still not be finished."

"But maybe... just following what I said... as who I am... Rebecca Chambers... the person I am... the line that suits me"

"Maybe... that's the best to say... for me..."

Maybe...
Whether spelling errors... or anything clouds what I have just written... the message still stands...
Personality... who I am... who we are... we can put it into our talents...
-Momiro... the Person

Whether spelling errors... or anything clouds what I have just written... the message still stands...Personality... who I am... who we are... we can put it into our talents...-Momiro... the Person