You're back? Well here have another slice of crap, don't own the name resident evil, or the intellectual properties or something and all that basically the stuff to make sure lawyers don't throw shit fits.
Chapter 2: Desperate Times (Sounds familiar)
Luke was sure he heard someone suddenly stop talking; he readied his weapon, staying low so whoever it was couldn't see him through the glass, "hey is somebody there?" Luke kept his weapon ready, unsure what to say, "Yeah, there's someone here" he felt kind of stupid, "are you hurt, why aren't you coming out?" Luke took a glance around the corner, spotting two guys, R.P.D emblazoned on their vests. Luke stood and walked 'round since realising they were police officers, "sorry about that, but I've seen some crazy shit," one of the officers nodded his head, "fuck yeah, haven't we all, name's Marvin, this here is Kevin, you with the military?" Luke wasn't sure what to say, his memory seemed to be returning, but he never knew exactly who he was with, but he decided it would sound better if he said he was. Luke nodded "yeah, but I got separated from my team, took a knock to the head can't remember much, hell I came to, and found a giant spider about to eat me!" Kevin laughed, "so we have giant freaking spiders now!?" Luke nodded, "I met another cop called Frank in the sewer, he gave me this key, wouldn't come back with me." Marvin's expression turned slightly sour, "yeah, five others had went with him, I guess they never made it, damn!" Luke handed the heart key to him, "is this building secure? Are reinforcements on the way?" The two officers looked at each other; Kevin walked back into the small office a loud bang following shortly after.
"There's no help coming, and the zombies are starting to totally overrun this place, we'd already sent another officer to get help, but we're not sure she's coming back, we were just discussing best defensive positions, military aren't sending help, as far as we are aware the whole city is quarantined, so we hold out here for a little while longer, and if Rita doesn't come back we may just have to follow in Frank's footsteps."
Luke glanced around at the ruined office, Kevin returned from the office, "So you can't remember anything? Do you have a radio? Some way to signal an evacuation helicopter?" Luke shook his head, "not that I know of, my radio is gone too, only way I see myself getting out of here is by killing as many zombies as possible." Kevin nodded smirking a little, "yeah I like that plan, but I doubt we have enough ammo to kill an entire city," Luke agreed, he headed for the doors at the far end of the room, "don't stray too far, those zombies seem to have an ability to appear at the most awkward times."
Beyond the double doors lay a waiting area, several people were here, most looked at him instantly one in a suit came over, "hey, are you here to rescue us? Thank god someone came to get us!" Luke shook his head raising his hand, "no, I'm alone, my squads gone, sorry." The middle aged man looked crestfallen and Luke couldn't blame him, he must've been one hell of a disappointment to them. The man's face eased again, "names George, pleased to meet you anyway." George was extending his hand, Luke returned the gesture shaking the man's hand, "sorry about that outburst there, I just thought we were going to escape," Luke nodded, looking over the other people in the room, one in particular caught his eye, in fact the man had not stopped staring at Luke since he'd entered the room, it wasn't a threatening gaze, but Luke could still sense it all the same.
The guy spoke up, "yo Luke, what do you mean your squads gone?" Luke focused his attention on him, sitting opposite him, "I mean they're dead, spread all over the sewer by those zombies, that's what," the man put his head in his hands sighing deeply, "ah shit, sorry to hear it, I'm Mark by the way, and well let's hope things run more smoothly from now on huh?"
The group introduced themselves over time, George was a doctor, Mark a Vietnam veteran, which Luke felt more at ease with, most likely because there was another soldier amongst them. The other people were not as important, some university student named Yoko, and a barmaid Cindy, Luke was beginning to wonder how they had even survived, David the plumber, Alyssa some kind of journalist or something, and Jim, a subway worker who for some reason wouldn't stop talking.
Luke sighed, he knew if he tried to make it on his own he would most likely be killed, and the police station still had some cops and this group of people, he would go with them until he had a chance to escape, if he could he'd take them with him, but he wasn't going to risk his ass for theirs. Kevin came through the double doors as the loudspeakers boomed Marvin's voice ordering them to be ready at the main entrance, as help was on the way, everyone began moving almost at once, the groups spirit had picked up, but Kevin seemed to remain slightly agitated, he held Luke back as the rest of the civilians left the small waiting area, "hey, the street out there is teeming with those zombie bastards, you up for lending us a hand to clear a bit of a path?" Luke nodded, "yeah, will we all fit on the transport?" Kevin nodded smiling uneasily, "we should, and if we don't we'll just have to squeeze huh?" He headed the same way as the others, Luke started psyching himself up, following after him.
The main street was indeed full of zombies, the gates looked ready to burst open, Luke wasn't sure about their group, Kevin, Mark, Marvin a few police officers and himself, the zombies seemed excited by the appearance of more people, grabbing and pushing at the gates, the fences barely holding more back, Luke took aim at the heads of the closest zombies and started firing, the rest of the group following suite, "don't shoot near the centre of the gate!" Marvin's shout barely audible of the hail of gunfire, Luke reloaded, he wasn't sure how many he'd taken out but, as one fell more took its place.
A couple of the officers had mp5's like Luke, but one of them was starting to panic, his bursts getting more frequent, then it happened, the fool had went full auto unloading the gun on the gate, the rest of the group took cover as bullets started ricocheting off the metal, he must've damaged the lock as the gates flew open, the group trying to regain their stance as a flood of rotten corpses shambled into the courtyard, the fool that had pretty much gotten them killed went down firing, blocked out by a mass of creatures dragging him to the floor, Luke snapped back to firing, he was down to his last magazine as the zombies still kept coming, the zombies had split them all up, and blocked Luke's chance to get to the main doors, his ammunition ran dry, he grabbed his sidearm firing at the closest threats, he heard a scream, but couldn't see who it was, he'd cleared a few zombies out of his way, but the path to the door was still blocked, he quickly scrambled down some stairs, with the quick breather he had managed to get for himself he reloaded his handgun, his mp5 totally out of ammo, he ditched the weapon, as the zombies started falling over the railing and tripping down the stairs after him, he ran to another set of stairs at the other end, a loud crash sounded over the chorus of the undead moans. It sounded like the ride was here.
Luke sprinted up the stairs, a smaller gate to his left swung open violently as more zombies crumpled through, he ran into a small garden area, the zombies behind him, seemed more appealing than the ones surrounding the police van, he fired at a few of the zombies, mostly missing, he charged into the van, almost being shot by a female officer, but he was grabbed from behind, cursing at his luck, Luke tried to get free from the awkward pose, falling into the van with the corpse on him as he struggled to avoid getting bitten, panic had broken out in the van, and suddenly the zombie was gone, Luke clambered aboard, turning to see what had happened, "I'm getting the fuck outta here!" the van lurched forward, the driver was obviously spooked, but in his haste, he'd left Luke's saviour, Marvin. The female officer was shouting into her radio, the rest of the van had went silent, a few moments later the radio crackled "I'm not dead yet..."
Luke had shut the door, he checked in case he had been bitten but he was lucky, he'd lost his handgun in the commotion though, he would've been lying to himself if he said he was sorry about Marvin, in fact he was more irritated that he'd lost his gun, and Luke considered them even for almost getting him killed in the courtyard fire fight, but he highly doubted the rest of the survivors would see it that way.
Then he realised his side was painful, "ah shit," George looked over at him, "what's wrong?" Luke was surprised he hadn't noticed it before, "it's my side, hurts like shit." Luke began removing his body armour, he was guessing one of the stray bullets had hit him at some point, it eased the pain a little to have the armour off, he lifted his top, a nasty looking bruise on his side, was making his theory more sound, "think I took a bullet" George clambered over, the moving van making it incredibly awkward as he quickly examined the bruise, prodding and feeling about. "well I can't say for sure but well simply put nothing major is damaged and nothing is damaged majorly, but keep an eye on it, if it..."
Luke raised his hand, "thanks, I've got a med kit here hold on," he unclipped the small bag, handing it to George, "ah, I didn't know the military had taken these on yet, they are quite new." Luke just shrugged as George read the back of what looked like a spray can, "an F-aid spray, it will certainly help with that wound, here" George applied some of the cold spray, it emanated a strong smell, but within seconds the pain had subsided, sitting back down George tried explaining it but Luke had no clue what he was talking about. Deciding it may buy him some trust with the group Luke would let George keep the can, "look you keep a hold of it." Luke stretched over handing the can to George, "Umbrella!?" Luke turned to Kevin at his sudden outburst, "what?" Kevin looked at him with disgust, "Umbrella caused all of this, stop the van!" Luke was puzzled, "hold on now Kevin what're you talking about?" it was the female officer, as the van stopped Kevin explained about some mansion incident with STARS of the RPD, "look, I don't know what you are talking about," the group were all staring at him, "like hell you do, look at your shirt!" Luke quickly removed the black shirt, an Umbrella logo emblazoned on the back, he threw it back on, "look I didn't know I told you I can't remember anything," the female officer opened the door, zombies were beginning to close in on the van, Kevin lunged at Luke sending him sprawling from the van, Luke scrambled to his feet, but the van started moving again, Luke ran to catch up but he lost pace, watching as the vehicle drove away, taking with it his items, and his hope, he stopped to catch his breath.
Luke was now alone, defenceless and had no idea where he was, the odds were stacked against him. The alleyways and dark corners releasing the shuffling corpses, as he tried to figure out what his next move should involve, he knew one thing on the top of his list though, and that was to make sure the survivors in that van suffered.
Wow how shit was that? Well if you made it this far well done you, chapter 3 when I can be arsed.