Part 15: Need Some Bigger Tools.
I know I haven't published on this one in a while so I decided to put something up, I hope you enjoy it, I dunno how much I'll be publishing as I have exams soon but I'll try and get some stuff done on it. As Always I don't own resi but I do own Echo. And please feel free to review and tell me what you think I can improve.
I kept feeling groggy while the van rocked down the interstate, I had no idea where we were going but when I saw the needle of the speedo it was way outside of the speed limits, even in Utah you can't go that fast. I caught glimpses of Alice and Darius as the van rolled around every corner, neither looked particularly happy but then again I wasn't happy, I could feel that my ribs were shattered from the blast and my ear drums were permeated, I wasn't in a good way, I just kept hoping that in a few minutes the parasite would kick in and begin to preserve me but every time I could feel it trying I lost consciousness, every time it tried it became weaker.
I felt my pulse increase when the parasite go to work like it was trying to take me over to get me to regenerate but with every pulsation of my heart I could feel the parasite and myself getting weaker. I kept struggling to get back to full strength at times completely giving in to the parasite in the hope that it would be able to overcome me and regenerate, but it kept failing.
I was left alone with my senses as the parasite kept me barely alive; I could feel my dormant body against the seat. The seat had a rough fabric covering it, it felt barely warn down like this was the first time the van had seen proper use, I could feel the blood solidifying against the side of my head where my ears were bleeding but obviously that had stopped but also from what I could feel my heart had stopped pumping blood around my body and I was losing the sense of being alive.
I could feel an abrupt shift in my weight like I was being moved, I clearly must have because I then felt my body get smashed into the ground. I then started hearing a little again not must but I could hear a buzzing sound in the distance, it sounded familiar but I couldn't remember where I had heard it before. Then I felt a sharp punch deep into my chest I thought I had been shot or dropped again but then I felt another and realised what was happening but before I could think, I felt a thud in my chest, my heart was beating at a normal rate, I yearned for this feeling but when it came I realised I am now very alive and need to breathe so I tried with all my might to force my lungs open but they wouldn't budge. I then felt someone press themselves up against my face hold my nose and breathe deeply into me, their lips were warm and soft, almost comforting but as I drew the air in I suddenly realised I was doing it under my own impetus, I was breathing! I forced my eyes open to see who was giving me the air.
"Oh fuck!" I shouted as I rolled out from underneath the person, "Darius what the fuck are you doing?"
"Saving you're ass!" He said with a slight grin.
"You enjoyed doing that far too much," Alice told him as she patted him on the back.
"Don't you know CPR?" I asked Alice.
"Yeah but Darius is better at it," she replied with a dirty smirk across her face.
"Fuck you," I said as I raised my middle finger and climbed to my feet, "So where the hell are we?" I asked.
"In a Macdonalds," Alice told me.
"What the fuck?" I replied.
"Yeah they keep defibrillators in these places now," she replied.
"Where in the country is what I mean?" I asked again.
"Just south of Chicago, some town called Rantoul, it's on the i57," Darius said as he looked around the distinctly blank restaurant.
"That helps," I said as I slumped into one of the seats, "How long was I out?" I asked.
"A very long time but you only stopped breathing about two hours ago just outside Chicago," Alice told me.
"Two fucking hours?" I exclaimed.
"Yeah but you weren't dead when your heart stopped we decided to pull over and get you some help," she said as she moved up to the counter, "well looks like no one's home."
"Still! Fuck! And yeah what you expect the virus obviously wasn't contained in Raccoon City," I said as I sat back up, "And clearly no one's around to eat out anymore."
"Yeah no shit," Darius said as he peaked around the corner of the counter seeing if anyone was in the kitchen.
"I think we should get the hell outa here," Alice said as she walked towards the door.
"I have no complaints with that," I said as I scrambled to my feet.
"Wait can you walk?" Darius said trying to stop me.
"Bitch please," I told him bluntly as I walked after Alice, "It's taken more than a stopped heart to get me to stop moving."
He just shrugged and followed us out the door, we walked over to the van and opened the back up where Amy jumped out, she looked surprised that I was still standing.
"Are you okay now mister?" She asked.
"I'm fine kid and call me Morgan," I told her as I looked down the street, "we need to get supplies if we wanna actually survive for more than a week out here."
"Yeah I know but if this thing has gone country wide we might not be able to simply walk through the town," Alice point out to me.
"Okay then so if Darius comes with me and we search for supplies and or survivors, while Alice, you take Amy into the van and move the van to the interstate and we will rendezvous there," I ordered to the group.
"Sounds good to me," Alice said as she scooped up Amy and climbed into the van, she turned over the engine and unrolled the window, "Actually Morgan I'm gonna refuel this thing and then move out to the interstate."
"Okay, try and be quick, I don't wanna attract much attention form the locals," I told her as she rolled off down the street.
"Morgan, you sure this is a good idea?" Darius asked.
"Fuck no but we need everything we can get our hands on and by whatever means necessary," I replied to him as we moved down towards what looked like a supermarket.
"Well atleast that makes a good philosophy," Darius said as we both moved down the street on opposite sides.
"Darius, Wal-Mart my side prep to breach," I told him as I moved to the door of the Wal-Mart.
"On it," He replied as he ran across the street towards me.
We both stacked up on either side of the door, it was automatic so we thought we could just go straight in, but when I nodded to Darius and we moved around the doors didn't open. I then clamped my fingers and the door on one side as Darius did the other and we pulled the doors open.
We both piled inside the store, "So what section do we hit first," I said to Darius.
He just looked at me and said, "Seriously?"
"Guns?" I asked.
"Yeah," He said as we ran through the store to the gun section of the store. We turned around the corner to where the gun section was, most of the railed were wiped clean obviously ransacked, "Fuck!" Darius shouted, "What do we do now?" He asked.
"Well there has to be an arms locker for this place," I told him. As I looked around to find something to open it with, I jumped behind the counter and tried to find a button or something to try and open the door. "I'm gonna go look near all the power tools to find something to get this open," I told Darius as he kept scouring the place for any sign of even a bullet.
"Okay, I'll look around to find something here," Darius told me as I sprinted through the store to find something of use.
I ran into the power tool section of the store, the store had a very large selection of tools. I moved to the power tools and picked up the angle grinder from the side and then took a sledge hammer and a smaller multi tool axe. I ran as fast as I could back to Darius and tossed him the sledge hammer, as I did I then raised the angle grinder and started attacking the locks on the door to the arms locker.
I kept at the door for about five minutes and saw the door was starting to show signs of the brutal beating; I stepped back and let Darius who was bigger built than I was and let him swing at the door with the hammer. The first blow let out a massive clang as the door dented under the force, the second blow cracked one of the hinges off the door.
"Well that's one down!" Darius told me.
"Yeah only four more left," I told him, as I stepped forward and attacked the remaining hinges with the grinder, it showered the room in sparks like a firework had gone off on it. I went at each hinge just enough so that I knew the hammer would sheer it and then we could pull the door through. Darius swung the hammer and smashed the remaining hinges off the door leaving the lock the soul barrier in between us and what was with the locker.
"Gimme a hand," Darius told me as he tried to push his fingers around the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Trying to open the door," he replied with confusion.
"Please," I told him as I leant down next to the door and pulled out the axe, I locked it into the door and pulled as hard as I could, I heard the door creek and it slowly prized open like a clam and as it fully opened, exposing what was inside, "Now that's what I'm talking about."
Darius walked around the door and looked in, "Jesus Christ!"
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