Resident Evil: Nightmares Awaken
Chapter 5 of my Resident Evil story, enjoy.
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Chapter 5: First Meetings
20:13 PM, 8th May 1995
Following the incident in Gary's shop Seth led Tim and Victoria through the back alleys and main streets, avoiding zombies whenever they could. Finally Tim sighed.
"We're not finding anything, if there is another way out it's bound to be hidden." He said, "We're not gonna find a way out just wandering the streets."
Victoria nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I mean, an exit could be anywhere, hidden in a building, maybe even down in the sewers."
"Well at the rate we're travelling we're not gonna get out today anyway," Seth replied, "We're just gonna have to find some safe place, get some rest and then continued tomorrow."
The other two nodded and they immediately headed down the street they were currently on, they soon found themselves cut off however as zombies began entering from the only unblocked alleyway and the alley they had come from. They found themselves trapped next to an overturned leaking gasoline truck.
"What the fuck, where did they come from?" Seth remarked in shock, Victoria raised her handgun, "Doesn't matter, just shoot them!"
They opened fire with their handguns but the zombies kept coming, Victoria fired a direct shot but the zombie didn't even flinch.
"What the fuck, that was right in the heart, how's it still walking?"
Seth shook his head, this was getting them nowhere.
Finally frustrated and worried by the proximity of the zombies, Seth pulled out his Spas-12 shotgun and began firing, knocking his targets over. Victoria and Tim kept firing, however it was then Tim noticed a problem. Their shots were discharging hot shell casings, some of which were landing in the spilled gasoline. Sure enough, as he feared the heat being generated from the constant firing was enough to set fire to the gasoline pool and begin spreading to the truck.
"Guys, we've gotta get back it's gonna blow!" He yelled out.
Seth didn't even glance at the truck but immediately dived away, Tim followed. Victoria however was busy trying to shot down a zombie that was getting too close for comfort and, by the time she reacted she wasn't far away enough. The truck exploded and the blast knocked her off her feet, she hit the ground, her ears ringing. She lay stunned as Tim and Seth desperately shot at the zombies approaching her. Finally she was able to clamber to her feet and get the ringing to stop.
"I'm okay, I'm alright." She reassured, finally Tim pointed to the alleyway where the initial group of zombies appeared from which was now clear, "Let's go, we've gotta get outta here!"
Seth holstered his shotgun and pulled out his handguns and, still firing as they ran they ran into the alleyway and finally they reached an empty square, they stopped and reloaded, catching their breath.
As they recovered from the ordeal they heard footsteps approaching, they turned and raised their guns.
"Hey, whoa, hold it!" A male voice called out.
They paused and lowered their weapons when they saw two people who were clearly not zombies. A tall skinny beautiful blonde woman, green eyes and tan skin dressed in a watermelon coloured short strapless tube-top dress and red flats. Her companion was a man with reddish-brown hair and hazel eyes, dressed in a business suit.
"Sorry, we're a little edgy." Seth explained, the woman scoffed, "I wonder why." She remarked sarcastically, "We've just been trying to get away from those freaks."
Tim shrugged, "As far as we're concerned the way they're acting, might as well call them zombies."
"I didn't ask you boy," The woman snapped.
"Okay, let's take it easy," Seth stepped in, "I'm Seth Kim, this is Tim Shaffer and Victoria Hughes."
The woman glared and then grudgingly replied, "Anita Bianchi, this is Harry Jacobs. As you can see Harry was injured by those 'zombies'."
The others then saw the large bite mark in Harry's leg, finally Victoria spoke.
"I think we should stick together, we'll have a better chance of survival that way."
The others agreed, Anita somewhat begrudgingly but she still agreed.
They joined together and found that the wooden door next to the back alley square was unlocked. They headed inside and found it was a warehouse. Left with no other choice they decided to spend the night at the warehouse and resume their journey tomorrow. They got to work blockading the door and making sure the windows were secure, using what little light source they could they managed to find adequate space for them to sleep, so long as one kept watch. As they sat Tim sighed.
"Okay, I don't get it, what's going on, the gates are sealed and we're trapped in the city, those zombies are multiplying like crazy."
Anita rolled her eyes, "You don't use your eyes do you boy, who was in charge at the gates."
Seth looked at her confused, "It was the U.B.C.S. why?"
"There we go, my theory is proven," Anita remarked with a superior smirk, "Umbrella is behind all of this."
The others stared at her in surprise, Victoria shook her head, "C'mon, you expect us to believe that Umbrella did this, they make medicine for God sake."
"That's what they want you to believe, but the truth is, they're actually making viral weaponry, I've got a file one of my employees found on a dead Umbrella scientist, it shows everything, all the info on their latest virus, what they plan to do with it, hell I wouldn't be surprised if the virus was the reason these 'zombies' are acting like this."
The others were still sceptical so Anita shook her head.
"Look, once you see the file, you'll understand." Harry however interjected, "The file is still back at our office, if we're gonna get it we'll have to backtrack."
Seth nodded, "If it gives us some answers to this then, I've got no problem with it."
The others agreed and Anita smirked, "Right, tomorrow we head to the news studio and get that file."
The others agreed and, with nothing else to do they settled in for the night, Seth agreed to take first watch.
21:53 PM, 8th May 1995
J walked down the street, his mind reeling with implications.
'What the fuck just happened back there,' He thought shakily, 'What was that in my arm, what did that guy inject me with?'
He looked again at the injection site before shaking his head.
'I've gotta find shelter, then I've gotta figure out how to escape, these damn injuries, they aren't making it any easier.'
Just then he heard something and stopped, acting on instinct he dived behind a nearby car as a shot rang out. Groaning in pain due to his already sore injuries he drew his handguns and took cover, until he heard a voice.
"Wait a minute; the way he moved, he's not one of them!" It was a girl's voice, a male voice replied, "Yeah, you're right. Hey, sorry about that, we thought you were one of those…things."
J nodded, remembering the crazies he had seen, he holstered his weapons and stepped out from behind the car. He saw the group approaching him, it consisted of three teenage girls and two boys, they were all roughly the same age, give or take a year or two. Two of them were dressed in rather unfortunate clothing for their circumstances; one girl was in nothing but a pink bikini while the boy who had shot at J was clad only in denim shorts. The boy looked at him apologetically.
"Hey, I'm really sorry about that."
"It's fine," J replied, shaking his head, "I know those things you were talking about, I understand."
The boy smiled and began to introduce the group.
"I'm Dylan Henderson," He said, he pointed to the girl in the bikini, "This is Katrina Perri," He then gestured to the others in turn as he introduced them, "Holly Day, Marcus Cain and Sappira Jade."
J nodded and took note of their weapons, Dylan was carrying a powerful rifle and had a shotgun strapped to him, Katrina was only carrying a can of mace, obviously disliking the idea of killing. Holly had armed herself with a handgun, Marcus was obviously a brawler since his weapons were simple brass knuckles, Sappira had armed herself with a shotgun. Finally, after a pause Holly then asked him his name.
He sighed, how was he going to explain this?
"My name is…J Maxwell, just call me J." He eventually said, they looked at him confused.
"Why are you hiding your name," Marcus asked, "You some kind of criminal."
J shook his head, "I have amnesia, I can't remember anything, going by the ID card I had with my picture on it my name is J Maxwell, I don't know what the J stands for."
Marcus rolled his eyes, Dylan winced, probably wondering what it must be like to have no memory, the girls all wore the same sympathetic expression, finally J made up his mind.
"I've gotta go, you guys would be wise to find shelter, we're not getting outta this city today."
They nodded Marcus muttering 'That was kinda obvious' under his breath. It was then J noticed something, Marcus had blood on his shoulder.
"What happened to your shoulder?" He asked, Marcus shrugged, "One of those freaks bit me, crazy." He turned to the others, "C'mon, let's go, like he said, gotta find shelter."
They all nodded in agreement and headed off, trying to find somewhere safe. J watched as they left before turning and continuing down the street, he then found what he was looking for, an unlocked building that could provide shelter.
He hurried inside and checked the interior, he was in some sort of café, he quickly closed and locked the door behind him before barricading it, he did a quick sweep of the building, verified it was vacant and barricaded the only other door and secured the window. Satisfied with this he found a clear space and lay down, drifting off into a fitful sleep, plagued with hazy nightmares of blurred forgotten memories.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.