Come on you rotting freaks! Come and get me! The thumping died for a brief moment. The silence was followed with the turning of the door knob. Karen stepped back behind the bed. Oh great. She backed up even further till her back touched the window. Now they've figured how to work the door. The knob rotated slowly.
Carl pushed his way in only to be greeted with a bullet that grazed his right shoulder. "Gah!" He fell forward Brian taking aim again. "Wait!" Karen jerked his arm the round going off into the ceiling. "The hell did you do that for?" He took aim again.
The exhausted taxi cab driver stumbled to his feet hold the area that stung the most. "Nice welcome." He said sarcastically. "Good to meet you too." Relief flooded Brian as he holstered his weapon. Brian shut the door as Karen helped Carl to the bed. She motioned the cop to get something to clean the small wound. Blood trickled down his shoulder, but it was nothing serious. "Couldn't find anything to help." Brian stood in front of the two. "Almost blew your friggin head off!"
Sounds of foot steps shot up to the second floor. Great what now? A burst of automatic fire left the room in disarray. Luckily no one had been hit. The door came crashing down in a pile of splinters and three figures walked in. Clapping boots shuffled all around till they came to a halt. "Get up!" One of the three men commanded. Everyone stood up with their hands raised high. The hallway gave a vague detail about each of them. It was clear who they were. THEY'RE still here? I thought for sure the zombies destroyed them all. "The U.B.C.S." Brian knew that Umbrella had sent its small but effective army to mop up the un-dead horde. "The what?" Before an answer could be given the men motioned them to leave.
"You people from Umbrella are monsters!" Karen shouted. "You ruined our home!" The operatives shoved her along with everyone else to the stairs. "Life's a bitch ain't it?" They laughed.
Carl didn't hesitate. He waited till they got to the corner of the stairs. He pushed Karen and Brian before drawing his weapon to open fire. A pleading cry was heard. One of the soldiers tumbled down hitting the wall lifeless. Automatic fire filed the lobby. By that time they were out the door. "After them! Our mission is to leave no survivors!"
The three of them ran as hard and fast as they could. Carl leading in the front with Brian and Karen close behind. More automatic fire came their way. Bullets hitting the ground just inches from their feet. Shit! Where now! They turned a corner and slowed down. Taking big gasps of air. "Where to?" Karen asked in between breaths. Her sides heaved and ached. She was a kinder garden teacher, she wasn't into athletics. A couple of zombies had locked their sights on the trio. "Well not here." Brian side stepped away suddenly feeling the energy to run again. Carl shot once. The round hit its mark on the left eye of the male. The body whirled around slamming to the ground.
"It came from over there!" One of the U.B.C.S. Soldiers pointed to where the sound was coming from. "Well. What are we waiting for!" A radio went off. The commanding soldier pulled it from his hip. "We're ready. Tell us when." Moments passed. "Do it." The radio went dead. High in the air an Umbrella helicopter dropped a capsule. The giant metal object crashed into Main Street just a couple blocks from Karen, Carl and Brian's position. Let the fun begin.
(Alright chapter 5 is done! Note: I added Main Street. Because its the only one I know of in RE. Hoped you liked it!))