Disclaimer(since I forgot one last chapter) All the characters and zombies belong to Capcom. I only own Savannah. Thanks for reading.
A special thanks to Lost Vanity for editing this for me :)
It's been two years since the viral outbreak in Raccoon City. Most of the citizens weren't lucky enough to flee before the city was destroyed, but Claire and Savannah were two of the few that made it out alive. Along the way of their survival they had picked up many other survivors, including two others that survived the Raccoon City horrors. Carlos Olivier and L.J both became a vital piece in their convoy. Savannah sat in the canary yellow hummer with Claire, and K-Mart staring at the piece of paper she had received just before they fled Raccoon City.
"Sav, you have got to stop reading that thing over and over. It's not good for you. Especially since we are in this situation." Claire snatched the letter from Savannah's hands placing it in the inside pocket of her jacket.
"Claire!"
"No, I need you to have an empty mind right now. Damn it, Savannah it has been two years since we've seen him." the red head looked over to her pouting friend, "Don't you think I'm worried about him too? He's my brother for crying out loud, but I have to keep you and these other people alive."
"You mean we have to keep the others alive. That's why we have Carlos, L.J, Chase, Betty, and Otto."
"I know we have help, but that still doesn't give you the excuse to mope around while we are getting hunted by dead man eaters."
"Hey guys look ahead." K-Mart pointed out. Both Claire and Savannah looked up seeing a zombie eating a man in the middle of the road.
"At least it's on the ground." Claire answered as they ran over the decomposing creature. Savannah looked behind them just as Otto's school bus's blade slashed open the zombie's face.
"Hey, Carlos, this is Claire. Got any smokes?"
"No," he answered back. Savannah just let a smile cross her lips knowing he was lying.
"Like I'm supposed to believe that."
"Now would I lie to you?" The three girls in the hummer all let out a chuckles before Claire pressed the walkie talkie on again.
"L.J?"
"Claire Redfield, how may I help you?"
"Got any smokes?"
"No, can do."
"Just give it up, Claire, none of them are going to A. have smokes or B. tell you they have smokes." Savannah pitched in as she passed K-Mart her nail filer. The brunette then let her mind wonder again as everyone wanted their smokes. The only thing that was ever on her mind anymore was if Chris was dead or not. The last time she saw him, he was leaving for Los Angeles, California to help keep guard at a high facility prison. All he did was write a letter.
Savannah
I am being sent to Los Angeles. I have to help at the prison to make sure the convicts survive, and help transfer them. I wish I didn't have to leave you and Claire at a time of need, but duty calls, and it pains me. When this is all over we will see each other again. I promise you that. Just stay safe, and try not to worry about me so much. I love you, and will look at your picture everyday to keep me going, and to stay alive. That way I can keep my promise to you.
Chris
Savannah pulled out the one picture she kept throughout this whole ordeal. As she stared down at Chris's beautiful blue eyes as they looked up at her. Chris was holding her in his arms, and against his chest. His chin resting on top of her head as they both looked up at the camera. The main thing catching her attention is this picture was the bright diamond ring that sat on her left ring finger.
Tears silently fell down her face from her bright green eyes and she hated the fact that she couldn't be as strong as Claire throughout this whole ordeal, but Claire is right, Chris is her brother. There is more reason for her to be upset than Savannah, or so she thought. In the spur of the moment she hit the dash causing K-Mart and Claire to look over at her.
"What do I have to do to make you chill out?"
"Absolutely fucking nothing Claire. I just...I just don't know anymore. Look around us...everything is dead. There is little water anymore how can we know anyone besides us is alive?" Claire placed a comforting hand on Savannah's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Savs, we will find him. I just don't know how soon it will be ok? Keep faith. That's all Chris wanted you to do is to have faith in him." Savannah nodded once again looking off to the desert scenery.
"Claire, there's a gas station up ahead." Savannah grabbed the walkie talkie letting everyone know they were stopping at the hotel ahead.
All the vehicles pulled into the sandy area afar from the abandoned building for observations. L.J and Carlos saw fit to sit atop the school bus, and Claire decided to accompany Mikey in the van as he broadcasted to any survivors that their convoy would help them.
"You two seeing anything up there?" Savannah asked the two on the bus.
"Nothing so far, which is a good sign by the way."
"One of the best things I've heard all day if you ask me." She smiled up at them patting the bus as she walked away from them.
"Okay Carlos and L.J are going." Claire announced to the convoy.
Everyone watched as the two men drove away in the hummer hoping nothing would happen to them. Zombies lately seem to just pop up out of nowhere. Never can be too careful around these parts anymore, it could get anyone killed from a careless mistake. Let alone a careless mistake that puts more than thirty people in danger, especially children.
Carlos and L.J walked inside the hotel for any signs of the undead lurking about. The rest of the convoy waited patiently for their arrival, but it seemed they were taking longer than usual. Savannah's head shot up as soon as she heard Carlos's gun firing. She took a quick glance at Claire noticing she was taking out her walkie talkie to check up on them.
"Everything alright?"
"Everything's good."
"Let's head over there guys."
The survivors all got to their designated vehicles to drive over to Carlos and L.J. Betty went straight inside to help L.J with his wounds as the rest of the convoy searched the premises for anything of use. Food, fuel, and ammo being the top priorities to be found. Savannah walked around the premises of the building. Savannah didn't find anything salvageable as she searched around. Not even the scrap metal lying around was worth taking to add to the vehicles.
Savannah kicked a rock into a dumpster out of frustration. She heard a groan come from behind the dumpster, so she drew out her gun from the holster around her chest. She slowly made her way over to the sound, and a zombie charged at her catching her before she could shoot. The infected creature knocker Savannah on the ground, struggling against her to get a taste of her flesh.
Savannah then flipped it over her with her foot on its chest. Claire and Chance ran around the corner just as Savannah stood up shooting the infected in its head.
"These zombies are sneaky enough could you imagine having ninja zombies?" looking back at Claire Savannah gave a wide smile. Claire was worried for her friend, it seemed like the only time she was happy was when she was killing something, "I think we need to make camp tonight," Savannah looked up to the sun shielding her eyes of the excess light, "It'll be dark within the next hour, and we don't want to get caught with our pants down. We have already cleared this area. It's safe." She re-holstered her gun walking away from the two who stared after her.
"She's digressing each day, Claire. You need to keep a close eye on her. Savannah could end up being the death of herself." Chance shouldered his sniper rifle, and left Claire to her thoughts.
She could never see the petite brunette hurting anyone purposely. Was Savannah really capable of going out of control, having a mental breakdown. Would she really danger the whole convoy, especially the children? Claire shook her head dismissing the questions that flooded her mind. Until the time came she wouldn't worry about it.
Later that night the convoy had several fires as Otto sat in the back of one of the trucks passing out canned food to each of the people. There weren't many options, but it was food, and food was rather scarce these days. Anything would suffice right now.
Chance stationed himself on some scaffolds that were left, so he could keep a look out for anything threatening. Carlos was making his way around the area on the ATV making a perimeter just to be sure nothing could harm anyone from the convoy. Savannah sat in the van with Mikey watching as the cameras were turned on surveying the area they were scanning. Nothing showed up so far, and that was a good sign.
"Okay, Savannah, we're going to play Imagine." Savannah let out a chuckle before sitting up.
"Let's do it Mikey. Imagine you are on the white beaches of England, a nice cold beer in hand watching the young, fit women in bikinis running along the beach. To impress them you get up grabbing your surfboard, and run to the ocean for some surfing." Savannah paused looking at the young blond. His eyes were closed with a slight smile on his lips.
"Keep going I like it so far."
"You get the feel of the tides, standing on your board once that perfect wave comes your way. The girls stop looking at you in amazement as you surf imperviously through the waters, never falling, or losing your balance. Once you hit shore, the two blonds come over to you running their hands all over your torso in congratulatory manners. You have finally had enough attention, and go back to your chair with your ice cold beer, and watch the sunset glisten off the pristine waters." Savannah finished opening her cans asparagus.
"You sure do know how to make a man feel like he is home again."
"I'm here for your entertainment, Mikey." She patted his leg before standing up, "I'm gonna go now. I'll see you later man."
About the time Savannah was leaving, Claire was walking into the van to check up on the perimeter. Savannah climbed on top of the bus lying herself down. She let herself drift into a light sleep letting the memories of all the good times rush across her mind. The winds started to pick up, and Savannah could hear Claire telling everyone the storm was coming. Hearing this made Savannah jump off the bus landing by Otto as he helped the children put their things away.
"Need any help?"
"None at all, Sav. Check up on Claire." Savannah nodded looking around for Claire, but spotting her entering the gas station. She ran up next to the redhead pulling out her gun once again that day.
"What are you looking for?"
"Cigarettes."
"Of course you are. I don't think there are going to be any in here."
"It's worth a try." Claire shrugged with a smirk. She opened the storage compartment discovering that there were no cigarettes in it.
"Told ya so." Savannah turned back around leaving Claire alone in the gas station, "You might want to hurry up, Claire, the wind is picking up." Savannah made her way to the hummer climbing in, and getting as comfortable as she could. Plugging in her ear phones, and playing Sonata number.14, she quickly fell asleep.
Author's Note: Now I know you're thinking Zombie's no power no mp3 player, but incase you have forgotten they have car chargers and adapters just didn't want anyone questioning that :)