Part 17: Familiarity.
As I promised about getting back into the action after the last chapter I came up with this small chapter I hope you enjoy it, as always I don't own Resident Evil that honour is for Capcom but I do own echo, please feel free to review and say what you thought of the story so far it really does help and if you have any improvements feel free to post them as well I like the feedback, anyway ramble over enjoy.
"Captain, wake up," a voice echoed through my head, "Wake up."
"Who are you?" I asked out to it.
"Don't you recognise me?" It asked, the voice was soft, feminine and gentle. It sounded comforting.
"Huh?" I opened my eyes to be blinded by a light, so bright it felt like my retinas were being scorched out. But as my vision slowly came back into focus I realised who it was. Her soft hair was unmistakeable, her skin was still perfect even after her time in the shit and most importantly her eyes were still as blue as blue can get.
"Come on get up," she pulled me to my feet, upright I couldn't tell which way was up it was surreal no reference for where I was, it was like being inside a light bulb. I took a step forward and suddenly the entire environment shifted, as if I was now standing in one of the streets of Raccoon city before the outbreak but it was still deserted and devoid of life besides us.
"Where the hell are we?" I asked her.
"You should know this place," she told me.
"I do but it can't be," I replied to her as she started walking off down the street.
"Well it is, so shut up and enjoy it," she said with a grin across her face and twirling as she skipped down the road.
"I don't understand," it was as if I couldn't keep any thoughts in my head they all had to come out.
"You shouldn't need to understand," she told me as she walked over to me gently and carefully placing her feet, but as she walked towards me I noticed something abnormal with her, although she was in good shape her combats were definitely not she had rips everywhere well more holes than rips like something had torn through her.
"This isn't right?" I said cautiously.
"Why?" She asked me.
"Because it's not normal, this place is dead, you are gone and I…. well I am fucked," I told her without breaking eye contact.
"What?! Not normal am I not good enough for the great Captain! Is he to gracious for me!" She shouted and demanded at me.
"No it's…." I began.
But that was obviously not her idea on where the conversation was going, "Well if I can't have you no one can!" She screamed at me as she threw her hands over her face and collapsed on the floor.
"No!" I managed to get out just as the worm like tentacles sprouted from her back engulfing her entirely; she then swung her covered arm at me, "Fuck!" I shouted as I dived out of the way and took off running down the street.
"I'm coming for you Morgan! I will get you!" She shouted to me in a distorted voice as I kept running away I could feel her getting closer and closer as I was running in a futile effort to escape. Eventually I gathered the courage to look behind me, I could see she was only now in a slightly turned state ad was just walking up the street but behind her it was like hell had been unleashed as car were being torn over, the earth was shattering and windows smashed, but as I looked closer there they were following her, the undead. As I kept running I suddenly stopped not of my own accord however, I looked down and there was a massive gloved which was holding tightly onto the handle of a bowie knife. I looked up and saw the face of the assailant, well his mask, I recognised it.
I fell to the floor as the knife was removed from my stomach, I saw the two standing over me surrounded by a crowd of undead.
"Well done, Spyder," She told him.
"No problem Miss. Carkerov." He told her.
"Why Alec?" I asked as I drifted out of consciousness.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter I know it a bit confusing but it will all be explained in the next few chapters and I'm now on course with where I wanna take this story so hopefully I can actually nurse it there, anyway until the next time… PEACE!