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A few minutes later, Chris and Sheva hurried down the street, weapons raised. Chris wondered why the villagers had to suddenly leave and how did they leave so quickly when Chris and Sheva had their backs to them?
Well, Chris didn't have long to wonder. He found Sheva and himself outside of a seemedly abandoned building. They decided to check it out. The brunettes slowly climbed the steps. Sheva took a quick glance over her shoulder, to see if they were being followed.
When Sheva didn't see anyone, she turned back around. Chris had put his side on the wall as he stood next to the house's entrance, both hands raised as he held the beretta. Sheva'd put her side on the wall opposite from his.
Chris stared at the door as he counted to 10 silently. Sheva noticed her partner counting. She tensed up as she waited for him to say ten. Ten seconds later, Chris kicked the door open, then him and Sheva barged into the house.
No sooner they entered the place, the two agents saw three African males. Chris and Sheva pointed their berettas in the villagers' direction. One of the men held the second man's arms back as he struggled to free himself. The third man stuck a weird looking, squirming thing down his throat.
The struggling man began to choke on whatever the other man had forcefully fed him. Sheva and Chris watched, horrified. The other man, who was originally holding the choking man's arms, had let go of them. Chris decided to speak.
"Freeze!" Chris shouted, pointing his beretta at the man. As he stared, he noticed the man's mouth looked weird. It appeared that something that was living had come out of his mouth. The man turned around as the thing had completely went back inside his mouth and he saw Chris and Sheva.
He elbowed his buddy, then whispered something into his ear in a African language. His buddy nodded, then spun around. He, too spotted Chris and Sheva. The two men fled as the other man continued to choke.
He reached his hands up, then he began to scratched his neck. The muscular male and the young female stared. The man suddenly stopped moving as he stared up at the floresent light on the ceiling. Blood began to stream from both eyes. "Are you okay?" Sheva asked, worried.
Chris had a bad feeling in his stomache, but he knew he had to check the man to see what's wrong with him. He took a few reluctant steps towards the man. Sheva stayed back as she sensed that danger was nearby. Half way there, the man suddenly started to move.
Chris watched as the man bowed his head while he placed his hands on the dirty floor. His knees were also on the floor. The man slowly rose to his feet, his head was still bowed. The bad feeling inside of Sheva won't go away as Chris took another step forward.
The man stayed in his position. Chris blinked, then he took another step forward. Suddenly, he noticed that man had balled his hands into fists. As Chris watched, the man pulled his head up. And that's when Chris noticed something different about the man.
His eyes were a redish-orange color, like the color of amber. His eyes glowed like dying embers as he glared at the brunette. Suddenly, he lunged at Chris, his arms outstretched. Sheva let a low gasped as she raised her weapon.
Chris knew he had to do something. Quick. He quickly raised his beretta, then aimed it at the man. His finger was on the trigger. Before he could pull the trigger, the man grabbed his neck, then he began to strangle him.
Chris struggled to pull himself away from the man's grasp. He reached his hands out to grab the man's wrists. He grabbed both of them, then he pulled them away. The man struggled to try to get his hands back on the Redfield's throat.
Sheva ran over to them, then she did a roundhouse kick. The impact caused the man to be thrown back, freeing Chris from his deadly grasp. Chris immediately rewielded his beretta.
The man, meanwhile, had collided with the back wall, then he slid down. Chris pointed his beretta at the man, waiting to see if he'll get back up. He did. The man growled, then lunged at Chris again. Chris was readying himself to fire.
But instead of him actually firing at the crazed man, Sheva had managed to open fire on the man instead of Chris. The bullet went into the man's arm. The man flinched, then grabbed his arm.
But that didn't stop him. The man continued to come at Chris, despite being shot in the arm. He took his hand off his wound. Sheva was about to fire the man again, but Chris had shot the man before she could even pull the trigger of her beretta.
The shot had gotten the man's leg. The man fell onto his knee. This was their chance. Chris and Sheva ran up to the man, then Chris gave him a nice uppercut on his lower jaw and Sheva had flip kicked him. The man was thrown upwards.
When he landed, Chris and Sheva heard a loud CRACK as if the man's neck broke. The man's neck was twisted in a awkward position as his body lifelessly laid on the floor. Chris and Sheva lowered their berettas, then they went over to the corpse.
Chris kneeled down besides it and began to examined it. Sheva watched as she stood behind him. The man's eyes were widened as his lifelessly eyes stared up at the ceiling. "This is the weirdest zombie I'd ever encountered," Chris said.
"Y'think?" Sheva asked, sarcastically. Chris ignored her. He was about to examine the body some more, but it suddenly bubbled up, then it melted. The corpse had disappeared from sight. Chris and Sheva repeatedly blinked, before Chris had gotten back on his feet.
Chris and Sheva suddenly heard muffled voices and footsteps. He and Sheva slowly turned around, raising their berettas as the voices and footsteps became louder. Chris pointed his beretta at the door.
The agents knew who was outside. The villagers, or in this case, the "Majini". The Manjini were speaking the same African language as the two men Chris and Sheva saw earlier. And the Majini sounded angry.
By the many voices they were hearing outside of the building, Sheva knew that there was too many for them to fight off. She grabbed Chris' hulk-like hand with hers. Chris immediately turned to look at her.
Sheva blinked. "Let's escape out the back." she said. Chris nodded, then the two agents ran over to the other door, which lead outside, then left. Outside, the brunettes were in a narrow alley-like pathway.
There were fences on either sides of them, so the two agents had to continue going forward. And just when they thought they had escaped from the Majini, they found out they were wrong.
Majini were clmbing the fences on either sides of them. They were glaring at the agents with the same amber colored eyes as the man that they had killed earlier. Some of them held weapons, others only had their fists.
Sheva and Chris stopped running, then spun around as the Majini dropped the fences. As soon as they landed, the Majini lunged at them. Sheva took a step back. "There's too many of them!" she shouted. Chris also took a step back.
Sheva turned around. She spotted a house. She elbowed Chris. He turned around as he saw her point her finger at the house. "Chris, we gotta get to that house!" she shouted.
Chris nodded, then the two agents took off in the direction of the house. The Majini, of course, gave chase. The house wasn't very far, yet, it seemed like they were running for miles. As they ran, Chris was thinking about something.
All I know is one thing. I have a job to do. And I'm gonna see it through.
BANG!
That startled the Redfield. Chris blinked, realizing that he and Sheva were inside the house. Chris turned to see Sheva had put a huge plank of wood in front of the door, preventing the Majini from entering.
Though, they didn't know how long it'll hold. "We must get out of here. This barricade won't hold forever." the African female said. Her partner nodded. Chris and Sheva immediately looked around for any alternative routes in the house, since the house only had one door.
Chris was walking around, scanning the area. Little did he know that he was heading towards the broken part of the floor, until it was too late. Chris fell through the hole in the floor.
Sheva spun around as she heard a fainted thud. She went to the area where she'd last saw her partner, then she, too fell through the floor. Sheva landed on her rump. It was a short fall.
As Sheva scrambled to her feet, she noticed that Chris was ahead of her, looking back at her as he stood in a tunnel. Why is there a tunnel under the house? Was this a sewer?
Sheva wiped the dirt off the seat of her pants, before she rewielded her beretta. Sheva hurried over to Chris. "Hey, Sheva. Its a good thing you landed on your butt." Chris joked. When she had reached him, Sheva playfully punched Chris' shoulder.
The two agents then proceeded through the tunnel. At the end of the tunnel, they found a red ladder. Chris grabbed the rungs, then he began to scurry up the ladder. Sheva began climbing the ladder afterwards.
When they reached the top, the agents climbed out of the manhole. They brushed themelves off, then stood up. Chris and Sheva found themselves in another part of Kijuju.
They immediately raised their weapons when they heard voices and footsteps. They spun around and saw a few Majini emerged from nearby buildings. This group of Majini was smaller than the last one, and the agents could easily take them out.
When they did, they began searching the buildings for useful items. All they found was a green herb, which they can use to heal themselves, a few handgun rounds and a small sack filled with gold.
Sheva wondered what the gold was for as she and Chris left the building. Chris spotted a door, then he hurried off towards it. Sheva followed. When she reached him, Chris was trying to turn the door knob, but it didn't move.
That's when Chris noticed that the door was locked. He turned to look at Sheva. "The door's lock." he said. Sheva wasn't surprise. "We should go look for the key." she replied. Sheva turned back around.
"Wait!" Chris called out suddenly. Sheva turned back to him. Lowering her beretta, Sheva asked, "What is it, Chris?" Chris pointed at the door knob. "Do you have a lock pick?"
Sheva blinked. "Why do you say that?" she demanded. Chris placed his hand back on his beretta. "Because if you do, we don't have to look for the key. So, it'll save us time." Chris answered. Sheva shook her head.
Chris reached down, then opened one of the small packs on the waist line of his pants. He began searching through it. Two seconds later, he pulled out a small object.
Sheva stepped closer, then she examined it. "Its a lock pick." Chris said. "Here, you can have it." He handed it to her. Sheva peered down at it before looking back at Chris. "And what hell am I going to use this for?"
Chris pointed to the door. "You're going to use it to unlock the door, so we don't have to waste our time looking for the key." Chris explained. Sheva tightened her grip on the lock pick.
"Then why can't you use it?" she asked. Chris sighed as he raised his weapon. "Because my hands are too big and I might break the lock or the lock pick." he answered.
Sheva stared at his hands as Chris held his beretta. Of course your hands are too big. That's because you're as big as the Incredible Hulk! Sheva thought, making her way to the door. Chris blinked as he watched.
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A hour or two later, Chris and Sheva were traveling on a dirt road. The two brunettes were silent, wielding their berettas. Suddenly, they reached the end of the road. It ended at a small cliff, which was, at least, a foot off the ground. Beyond the cliff stood a house.
Chris nodded his head towards the house, signaling for Sheva to head in that direction. She nodded, then jumped off the cliff. She softly landed on the ground below. Sheva rose to her feet, looking around.
When she saw that the coast was clear, she turned back to Chris, then beckoned to him to follow. Chris nodded. As Sheva made her way to the house, Chris jumped off the small cliff.
He, too landed on his feet. Chris rose to his feet, then followed the female agent towards the house. When they reached the house, Sheva kicked the door open. She stepped into the room, then looked around, pointing her beretta at anything she saw.
Chris did the same. When they saw no threat, or anyone in the room for that matter, the two agents lowered their weapons. Suddenly, Chris heard something. The sound was coming from somewhere nearby.
Chris turned towards the window, raising his beretta. Sheva suddenly heard it, too. Chris crept towards the window. Sheva followed. As Chris was getting closer to the window, he suddenly realized that the sound he was hearing was actually voices.
Chris, now at the window, peered out. Sheva reached him, moving closer to get a better view. She accidently bumped into his brawny arm. She was about to apologize, but Chris waved her off, almost hitting her face.
Sheva immediately grew silent, then peered out window, looking at whatever it was that had caught Chris' attention. Surrounding a abandon and rusting bus was a crowd of angry Majini, either wielding weapons or had their hands balled into fists.
On the top of the corroding bus stood a man wearing sunglasses with a mega phone, yelling into it in the same African language as everyone else. Two guys were holding another man's arms. The struggling man, as Chris and Sheva noticed, was Reynard Fisher.
The final man was at least 6'5 and probably weighted 300 something pounds or more. He wore a head mask that appeared to have no eye holes in it. He was shirtless, spikes were in his expose skin, his arms, his back, chest and stomache. He wore red, latex gloves that ended at his elbows and he wielded an big, heavy axe in his hands.
Reynard, the same man that had gave them their equipment, yelled, "You don't know what you're talking about! You can all burn in hell!". Sheva's eyes widened. "Wait a minute. That's the..."
Before she could finish, she felt her arm being squeezed. Sheva turned to look at Chris. He didn't return to stare. He held her arm in his fingerless gloved hand as he continued to stare out the window.
Chris loosened the grip on her arm. Sheva immediately pulled her arm away, then looked down at it, checking for a bruise as she began to rub the spot where her partner had squeezed. I hope he didn't leave a bruise. Sheva thought.
The sunglasses wearing man lowered the mega phone, then nodded his towards the axe man, also known as "the Executioner", signaling for him to go ahead. The Executioner nodded, then he, somehow, managed to lift the axe. The Executioner held it in air for a second, then he brought it down.
The axe immediately came down on Reynard's neck, beheading him. Sheva and Chris immediately looked away, raising their arms over their faces. The crowd of Majini began to cheer.
The Executioner pulled his axe back. The blade was now covered in newly smeared blood. As the Majini continued to cheer, the sunglasses wearing man began looking around as he lowered the mega phone.
He suddenly spotted someone through a window in a nearby house. As he continued to stare, he realized another person. He raised the mega phone to his mouth, then shouted in it as he pointed at the house's window.
The cheers were cut off and immediately replace by anger as the Majini turned to follow his finger. He was right. Chris and Sheva realized that they had been spotted. The two agents raised their berettas as the Majini began to charged towards them, weapons in their hands.
Meanwhile, the sunglasses wearing man continued to yell and swear in the same African language through his mega phone. Chris and Sheva backed up, wielding their berettas as they were looking around.
Chris spotted another door. Standing next to it was a bookcase. That gave him an idea. He quickly made his towards the bookcase. Before he began to push the bookcase, he yelled, pointing, "Sheva, block the window with the other bookcase! I'll get the door!"
"Okay!" she replied, making her towards a bookcase standing next to the house's only window. Meanwhile, outside, the Majini climbed the fence, jumped off when they reached the top, then made their way towards the house, wielding their weapons.
They were yelling and cursing in the same African language as the mega phone man. Chris succuessfully blocked the door with the bookcase, but he knew that the door wouldn't stay block for long. The other doorway, the one they had entered through, was open.
Chris pulled out his machete. He slashed a pile of coconuts that were on top of a wooden table. He found some handgun ammunition. He pocketed them, then slashed a pile of tomatoes on top of another table, finding more ammunition.
Pocketing it, he heard the sound of glass breaking. He immediately spun around. The bookcases in front of the window and door violently shook as the hostiles banged on the other side.
Chris took his shotgun out of its holster, he had purchased the shotgun at a weapons market that he and Sheva had found earlier, then pointed it towards the door.
A moment later, the bookcase blocking the window shattered. Sheva immediately spun around. She pointed her handgun at the window as glass shattered and the Majini began climbing through. Chris backed up, but didn't fire his shotgun.
Sheva, meanwhile, began shooting the hostiles. She shot a Majini's leg a few times, causing him to drop down on his knees. As Chris began to shoot the wave of angry African villagers, Sheva ran up to the Majini, then round house kick him.
Sheva quickly spun around, then fired another Majini's chest. Chris killed most of the Majinis of the first wave. As he began to reload, the bookcase blocking the door shattered. Sheva quickly spun around. A moment later, Majini barged into the house. She began to shoot them.
Chris waited 'til a group of Majini lunged at him from the window before shooting. Sheva knew she couldn't take out a large amount of Majini with her beretta. Instead, she had an better idea.
As soon as Chris cleared the window, Sheva made a dash towards the it. Chris immediately followed. They climbed through the broken window. Outside, Sheva and Chris, who switched back to his beretta, killed the few Majini outside
More Majini were running towards the fence. Sheva and Chris immediately turned towards them, pointing their berettas at them. Chris immediately rewielded his shotgun.
Before the Majini could climb the fence, an huge axe slashed them as the wielder swung it a couple of times in the air. Sheva and Chris immediately recognized who they were. It was the Executioner, the same man who had decapitated Reynard. Chris decided to contact the helicopter pilot.
"Kirk, come in. The locals are hostile. The gate's sealed and we need back up and we need it right now!" Chris shouted into his ear piece, dodging the Executioner's attack. Sheva also dodged the attack. Meanwhile, more Majini appeared, charging at them.
Inside of the house, a hole appeared in the ceiling, revealing more angry Majini above. Chris waited for a reply as him and Sheva ran through another part of village, made availabe because the Executioner destroyed the fence. The Executioner and the other Majini gave chase.
Sheva turned around, then she began shooting several of the Majini. The Executioner dragged his axe as he followed the two agents. Chris didn't get a reply from the helicopter pilot. He began firing some of the Majini.
Chris decided to contact the pilot again. "Kirk, we request back up. We're being surrounded by the hostile locals!" he shouted. Sheva emptied her handgun clip into a few Majini, killing them. She began to reload, when she realized that she was starting to run low on ammo.
Chris shot a few more Majini, emptying the shotgun shells in the weapon. Sheva backed up towards Chris as he reloaded more shells into the shotgun, recieving no reply from Kirk.
Sheva was about to ask him if he had any spare handgun ammo, when she was suddenly grabbed from behind. "Help me, Chris!" Sheva shouted. Chris immediately spun around after hearing that. Sheva was struggling to pull herself free from the crazed man behind her.
Chris punched the man's face, smashing his face in, breaking his skull, due to the super human strength he, for some reason, had. Maybe Chris had it because he worked out all the time?
Anyway, the man lost his grip on Sheva as he fell backwards, now dead. Sheva rewielded her beretta. "Thanks, Chris." she said. Chris nodded, turning away. "Hey, Chris. Do you have any spare handgun ammo?" she asked as Chris began firing his shotgun again.
When he killed the approaching Majini, he handed the ammunition to the other brunette. Sheva was reloaded her beretta. She had a sniper rifle in her back holster, for some reason. The agents began to run, turning back a few times to shoot.
As they ran, Chris came up with an idea. "Let's split up." he shouted over the gunfire. Sheva nodded, then took off. Chris repeatedly blinked before checking his shotgun to see if it had anymore shells. It didn't.
As Chris began to run, switching back to his Beretta, he tried to contact Kirk for a third time. Chris had collected alot of handgun ammunition. Again, no response. Instead, Chris heard something else through his ear piece.
It took him a moment, but he realized it was music that he was hearing. Chris' eyes widened and his mouth gaped when he realized that Kirk was listening to music and ignoring him.
He couldn't really make out the song through the ear piece. He didn't realize and had forgotten that the Executioner was coming towards him, until it was too late. He lifted his axe, then quickly brought it down on the brunette, slamming him down, nearly killing him.
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Meanwhile, Kirk and the Hunk were in the helicopter, listening to music on a radio with big speakers. The music was blazing. Kirk could of sworn he'd heard Chris' voice through his head set. He turned to look at Hunk.
"Hey, can you turn the music down? I think Chris is trying to contact us." he said. Hunk nodded, then turned the dial on his radio, turning down the music. Kirk turned back to the controls. "Huh? Were you saying something Chris?"
Kirk didn't get a immediately reply. When he did receive a reply, he heard Chris' voice. He blinked, listening to his head set. "I'm not gonna make it!" Kirk heard. His eyes widened. His head set suddenly went silent.
Hunk stared at Kirk. "What's wrong?" he asked. Kirk sighed, waiting for another reply from the muscular agent. "Something is happening to Chris." he replied. Hunk's hiddened eyes widened. Kirk continued to wait for Chris' reply.
Kirk heard a smacking sound, as if someone smacked someone else's chest. A few seconds later, Kirk heard footsteps, as if someone was running and the other was half running, half limping. Hunk, confused of the agents' situation, decided to break the silence.
"What's going on now? What happened to them?" he asked. Kirk shrugged. "I dunno." he replied. Hunk turned to stare out the window on the door. A few moments later, Kirk finally received a reply from Chris.
Or at least, he thought it was a reply, at first. "Sheva, pick up that herb, then spray us with it." Chris ordered. Hunk blinked repeatedly. "Now what?" he asked. Kirk waved him off, trying to hear if Chris will say anything more.
He didn't. Kirk turned to look at Hunk. "I think Chris can't hear me." he said. Hunk leaned forward. "He can't? Why do you say that?" Hunk asked, still confused. Kirk sighed.
"I tried talking to him, but he won't reply. He might be in trouble." Kirk explained, interrupting Hunk and finally realizing what Chris had said to him earlier.
He turned back to the controls. "Hunk, get the grenade launcher. We're about to go." he ordered. Hunk nodded. "Wait, before we go, can we listen to One More Time by Daft Punk?" he asked. Kirk's serious face suddenly disappeared as he smiled. "Okay!"
Hunk popped the CD into the radio, then he turned the dial. A moment later, the song started. The pilot and the highly ranked, special solider began banging their heads and singing along to the song that was loudly blazing on the radio.
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For the next fifteen or so minutes, the two agents had killed the crazed Majini, reload their weapons, collect more weapons and ammunition, got injured, healed themselves and one another with herbs that magically turned into health sprays.
Shoot the Executioner, until he fell on his knees, then round house kick, backflip kick, hook or uppercut him, help one another, when they were grabbed by a enemy and ran around.
Yeah, the same mumbo jumbo Leon S. Kennedy had to face and do while he was in an small, remote village in Spain on a mission to find the President's missing daughter a few years back, minus the partner. Anyway, that's besides the point.
Chris and Sheva were running low on ammunition and their healths were low. The carmel-color skin agent roundhouse kick a Majini, knocking him and others, who standing near him, back, due to the impact he'd received from the kick.
Sheva immediately grabbed her side as it bled. Chris also held his side as he limped towards her. "There's no end to them!" Sheva cried. Chris winced. "We have to hold out 'til Kirk gets here." he replied. Sheva blinked.
"Where is he? We're been fighting these freaks for, at least, fifteen minutes now!" she demanded, wincing. Chris shrugged. The two agents limped their way towards the sealed gate. Meanwhile, more Majini lunged at them.
Little did they know that the Executioner, who was still alive after being shot at, kicked and punched dozens of times, was around the corner. As soon as they came into view, he swung his axe sideways in the air.
Just as the axe collided with Chris' - yes, he was the closest one to the Executioner - side, Kirk's helicopter arrived. Suddenly, Chris and Sheva appeared on another side of the village, running as Kirk's helicopter flew over them.
Kirk looked down and saw the waves of angered Majini. "Guys, take cover. I'm going to take out the gate." he said, speaking into his head set. Chris had his finger on his ear piece. He removed it, then lead the way to a place for him and Sheva to take cover.
Meanwhile, the helicopter's door opened. Hunk was on the other side, holding the grenade launcher. He aimed at the gate, then fired it. The grenade flew through air towards the gate. The impact from grenade hitting the gate caused it to explode.
Debris was thrown in the air in different directions. When the explosion finally died, Sheva and Chris looked around, then peered around the corner of the building. Chris nodded his head, motioning Sheva to follow as he began to leave the corner.
They then made their way towards the newly opened area, made available because Hunk destroyed the gate. Before they reached the new area, Chris motioned his hand for Sheva to stop running as he slowed to a stop.
He reached a gloved hand towards his ear, then placed a finger on his ear piece, either waiting for Kirk to say something, or he was about say something to the helicopter pilot.
Maybe Kirk and Hunk were listening to music again? They may never know or maybe they will? Either way, we will never know....
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Author's note: This chapter used to be a test fan fiction. I decided to make this part of the second chapter of my official Resident Evil 5 fan fiction. As you already know by reading this that this is based off the Resident Evil 5 Demo level "Public Assembly". If you have a XBox 360 or a PlayStation 3 and you'd downloaded the demo and played it, then you'll know what I mean. Kirk and Hunk like techno music? Who knew? No wonder why they took a long time to arrive. Though, the song's only six-eight minutes long! Anyway, review if you want.