My Final Hours Ch.2 resolve
I stood in that parking lot for a long time. My ankles were covered by the hundreds of shell casings expended by my desperate squad. The stench of death was fresh now, and blood was everywhere. My comrades lay where they fell, while some had trails of blood leading to their mutilated corpses. Their faces wore looks of terror, astonishment, and fear. It was at that time that I felt truly alone. The shadow of death was the only witness to my complete isolation. I quickly snapped out of my trance when a fresh stab of pain shot through my back. I lurched forward onto my knees. My mind immediately went into its soldier mode. Without hesitation I reached into my leg bag and produced a long bandage. With careful precision, I tied a tight bandage.
"Why didn't you run?" I asked Webster's corpse. He just stared back at me with unblinking eyes. I started searching his body. Before long I happened on a small container of pills. I slipped them into my pocket before lifting a small envelope out of Webster's uniform. The item contained a letter from Umbrella. It was a copy of our orders! With eagerness, I read the letter. My face changed into an expression of anger as I read further down the page. They knew what was going on. A virus had leaked and turned everyone into zombies. The virus was also transferred from physical contact with the bloodstream. I realized at that moment that I was a goner. The only other piece of useful information was that the pills I had looted postponed the effects of the virus.
"FUCK!" I shouted as I crumpled the piece of paper and threw it across the parking lot. I quickly gathered up all the ammo and supplies I could find from the other soldiers. I was lucky to come across a belt of grenades. I filled my ammo pouches with as many assault rifle mags as I could. I smiled and decided on what I would do with the last hours of my life. I'd use the pills until they ran out, and while doing it I would kill as many zombies and creatures I could find. I opened my pills and swallowed two of them. I loaded my weapons and headed North.
The city had become almost to quiet. I only heard small arms fire every hour or so. I only had to kill four zombies in that first 3 hours. Frusterated, I ate two more pills before climbing a fire ladder. I looked across the landscape and spotted a huge group of zombies to the West. I climbed back down before backing up to the door of the uptown Boutique. I quickly broke into a run at a nearby fence. With a crash I broke through the barrier. I wore a large grin as I stepped towards the zombie pack. Revenge would be mine. "Come get me you fuckers!" I shouted and fired a few rifle shots into the crowd. They slowly turned and started lumbering en masse towards me. A leaned back and roared at the sky, drawing more attention to myself. My rifle snapped up once again. With careful aim I picked off four zombies with four well placed head shots. I then took the oppurtunity to change to full auto. My teeth shook as I pumped an entire clip into the crowd. With a scream I pulled the pin on one of my grenades and primed it. Another wicked grin crossed my face before I threw the device as hard as I could. The front row of zombies flew back, all burning. The explosion sent body parts and blood flying in every direction. I took another grenade from my belt and tossed it into the middle of the crowd. The grenade detonated, killing more of the monsters. I drew my sidearm and emptied it into the crowd. After reloading, I decided my work was done. I walked away, leaving a burning pile of corpses and a few zombies behind.
I ate another two pills. Only a few left. I suddenly caught a glimpse of two people running away from a zombie pack. I frowned when I saw them turn towards me. They wore astonished and relieved looks on their faces. One was a chubby male teenager, and the other was a middle aged woman. I waved at them and led them away from the zombies. We cut through a few alleyways. I didn't care who they were, but they introduced themselves. I suddenly had an idea. I wanted to try getting through a certain blockade, but had been unsuccessful as of late. We walked north, only seeing a few zombies. I quickly dispatched them before moving on. We were in a long alleyway just south of the blockade when a pack of monsters poured into the gap. I cackled wildly before grabbing both of the people I had been leading and shoving them into the zombie horde.
" You son of a---AHHHH!" cried the teenager as his shoulder was ripped apart. The woman screamed before succumbing to extreme pain. I walked away, quietly thanking those two for keeping that pack occupied. I used the time I had to climb the blockade into the downtown district. I climbed over a totaled car and scanned the area. No enemies to kill. I walked into a construction area and spotted a woman. She looked to be in her mid twentys. I don't know why, but I was losing a part of my mind. It was like being drunk. Instincts took over. I almost vomitted when I started to get hungry as I eyed her. She noticed me and smiled. She had been bitten and was nursing the wound. I walked closer and knelt next to her. She seemed comforted by my presence. I looked into her deep blue eyes and saw my own reflection. I looked like hell. She had ripped the sleeves from her shirt to make the bandage on her leg.
"I'm so glad you're here, I thought I'd be alone till the army shows up. Are you from the military?" I nodded before eyeing her exposed shoulders. Without warning I bit into her shoulder and ripped out a large chunk of flesh.
" AHHHH what the fuck are you doing?!" screamed the girl as she stood up. I fell forward, onto my face. Before I knew what was happening I was standing again, and lumbering towards her. She looked very tasty. She backed away slowly, trying to plead with me. She didn't notice the hole in the railing behind her until it was too late. She screamed as she plummeted into darkness. I looked at my hands. They were both covered in blood. I snatched at the pills and swallowed two of them. Only five left. I heard a sickening splat which meant the girl's death. I fell to my knees and threw up. I wiped the fluids from my mouth before standing up, and heading back outside.