Resident Evil- Outbreak....File 1 - Page 5

October 14, 2007, 12:08 AM

"...how many of those things followed you, if any?"

"I can't really tell to be honest with you. "

Calming himself, he continued.

"But I got two with my knife here..."

He illustrated by pointing to his blood-coated steak knife.

"But they shouldn't be too much to worry about. The wounds that they give you heal up really quick. Abnormally so, I suppose. The bastards scratched me up when I was tryin' ta' find a place ta' stab 'em in."

There was another wound that he had illustrated to the woman that was healing itself up right in front of their very eyes.

"It's kinda' cool though ya' know. It's like i'm Wolverine or something."

Sirus was trying, poorly to hide his sadness behind a fake forced smile. His family lay dead. His bosses, teachers, and friends were now probably either dead or zombies. BUt he didn't want her to see him lose it. And he didn't want to cry in fron of her either. It was a sign of weakness. In these times, one had to be strong. Crying wasn't going to get him anywhere. And besides, he could mourn for them later. That is if he managed to make it out of this alive.

"How 'bout we head to the police station for right now. We can talk more at length when we're safe. Right?"

But Sirus didn't know what was going on at the police station.

October 14, 2007, 12:36 AM

As the wagon moved forward Michael could not help but wonder if William, Joe and the others were alright, at that moment he should worry about himself since what he was about to see was a spectacle of horror...

As soon as they arrived at the designated place shots from every direction were heard, the police had formed a defensive line and used a lot of vehicles to form a barricade, and in the distance a lot of moans could be heard a few citizens runned to the back of the defensive line screaming and crying, probably thinking that the police force could protect them.
And right in front of them a large mass of undead figures stood walking forward with no fear or mercy, there were at least 1000 of them, souless monsters which seeked the blood of the living.

Two choppers with Umbrella logo on them flyed pass the police force and sent ropes down, rappeling down came a group of about 20 men all armed with M-16, bullet proof vests, handguns and grenades. They all had a serious look on their faces and looked like ex-convicts, but who cared at that moment? They were all well armed and ready to assist the police force in defending the city, a few children were taken away in the helicopter as their parents cried to see them go, probably knowing that they might not see their children again.

A tall man with grey hair aproached Michael...

Tall Man:"We are here to assist you! What's the situation so far? We have dispacthed other units across the city to save as many people as we can."

Michael looked at the man with a suspicious look, not answering at first, but since they were not in the best situation possible he decided not to question the man and tell him what he knew.

"Right you're from Umbrella? Well we need all the help we can get at the moment, there have been reports all over the city about groups of people killing each other, we already had a lot of casualties and...the people who get injured turn to one of them. So far the police station is holding on, we have taken as many survivors as possible there. My name is Michael Burton member of the S.T.A.R.S special police force, and who are you?"

Tall Man:"My name is Nicholai, i am a lieutenat of the special force of Umbrella and we came here to rescue civilians, but for now you do not need to concern yourself with this just get your men ready cause they are getting closer!"

Nicholai had an obnoxious way of speaking, he really would have made Michael angry if they were in different circunstances, but he quickly forgot about Nicholai as the undead got closer and closer, finally when they were in range a single order was heard and the battle began...

"FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

October 14, 2007, 12:44 AM

"...that's all you're using?" Salena asked, rather astonished. Well, the kid certainly had some balls at least; going up against these monsters with nothing but a kitchen knife. Though if he was going to be with her...

"You'll need a better weapon than that," she said as she felt through her messenger bag. It was probably a stupid idea, but if he was a survivor, the least she could do was lend him a proper weapon. The M1911A1 pistol snagged a bit on the rifle she had, but she managed to pull it out along with a couple clips.

"You do know how to use one of these, right?" she asked as she approached the teen, handing it all over. "It should already be loaded"

October 14, 2007, 10:41 AM

Wayne finally reached the his police car. He entered it, started it and drove off. He tryes with police radio to contact another policeman.

Wayne: ''This is police officer Wayne, can anybody hear me. Roger!''

No one was answering. Wayne thought everybody might be at police station. He turned around and went towards police station.
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OOC: I know its short post, but the next one will be longer

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October 14, 2007, 10:43 AM

Sirus was for the first time ever being handed a loaded gun.

"What, are you kidding me?"

It was surprisingly heavy. He struggled to keep it in his hands for a moment, hoping and praying that he wouldn't accidently pull the trigger. The closest that he had ever gotten to using a real gun was those light-gun machines at the arcade.

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea of how to use this thing. The most i've done is occasional street brawl."

He was more than certain that she'd be disgusted and disappointed. Which worried him the most, because right now, he really didn't want to be left alone.

October 14, 2007, 4:49 PM

Shots were fired in every direction, one by one each of the undead falled to the ground and did not move anymore but they just kept coming, the screams of the civilians was heard, they feared that the police would not be enough to stop the undead army from getting near them.

Police captain:"DON'T LET THEM APROACH KEEP FIRING!!!!"

Police officer:"Come and get me!"

Every man and woman was trying their best to keep the insane crowd from getting closer but there were so many, not even shotguns could kill them in one shot. The umbrella men were giving a great assistance with their machine guns and grenades but it simply just wasn't enough.

Then a civilian screamed and pointed to an alley, Michael looked in desbelief, about 60 or 70 undead started coming out of the alley the survivors were going to be ambushed....

October 14, 2007, 5:28 PM

((Where the hell is Joe?))

In a desperate attempt to elude the horrendous fiend, William bent his knees and jumped to his left, evading the beast by mere inches. While in mid air he pulled the trigger of his handgun releasing three consecutive rounds on the beasts torso. Trying to draw its attention, William kept shooting at the best while walking backwards until he stumbled with shotgun. The beast charged towards William as the young cop desperately held the shotgun aiming randomly forward and releasing a single burst of scattering bullets on the beast's head. The monster's brain exploded scattering blood and flesh all around them.

"Hahaha now who's boss you motherf****r."

William rose quickly on his feet, taking the shotgun with him and headed towards the main lobby of the police station. If more of those things were to arrive, the police department would be in serious trouble. It was 6:37 PM when William checked his watch, it was already quite dark with the sun setting on the horizon clouded by smoke, flames and the sounds of gun shots.

William reached the main lobby and found a radio on the counter. He turned it on on a random channel hoping to get in contact with any of the police officers. He reported the current incident, giving detailed descriptions of the horrendous fiend he had killed.

-"All officers! We need immediate backup! The Police Station is under attack!!! Fuck! Michael please answer! Oh shit no!!! Holy shit!!!"- The communication was cut off. Suddenly, William heard a distant growled and remembered that there were still those damn dogs roaming the area in search of flesh. He heard the sounds of steps louder and louder until he could finally sight three dogs running towards him. Desperately, William jumped over the counter, rose quickly and ran towards the first door he saw, which lead to the west hall. He slammed the door behind him, keeping the doors on the other side trying to take the door down. William pressed against the wall not willing to give up, until he finally couldn't hear them anymore. William leaned his back against the door and sighed in relief.

-"God, that was a close one."-

October 14, 2007, 8:09 PM

The situation was getting worst by the minute they were being surrounded, there were more and more undead appearing by the minute.

Umbrella Major:"DON'T GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Police Officer:"AHHHHHHHHH STAY AWAY!"

Michael received a communication from William requesting assistance...but it was too late, some policemen abandoned their position and runned for their lifes, others were being slaughtered and a few were still shooting at every direction possible. Michael saw a lot of his friends and teammates being bitten to death and screaming for help. One of the police sergeant ordered everyone to pullback but...it was simply too late.

The screams of despair of the men and women of Racoon City echoed in Michaels ears, but he could not do anything except move back. He helped a fellow officer who had been injured to get up and started moving in the direction of an alley which seemed clear, in the back a few machine gun sounds could still be heard. Michael looked back and saw a single Umbrella special force member grabbing a strange device, it looked like a bomb.

Umbrella special force member:"I'M GONNA DIE BUT I'M TAKING YOU MONSTERS WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!"

He triggered the bomb and Michael, along with a few others, moved forward as fast as he could in order to escape from the blast. A loud bang was heard and the ground shook as if an earthquake had ocurred, and then a giant cloud of flames rose and destroyed the entire shopping zone, Michael was sent against a wall, due to the impact of the explosion, when he looked back he saw a sea of flames but what amazed him the most was that a few undead were moving in his direction, even with their skin burning they kept moving forward...

"This can't be...how could someone resist the blast?"

Michael had no idea, but things were only going to get worst...Racoon city had been taken over by these creatures and his new main priority was to stay alive...

October 14, 2007, 8:30 PM

After surviving a close encounter with the "cerberus" dogs, William realized that the city was close enough to become completely overwhelmed by the infection. He checked the clip of his gun seeing that only nine bullets remained in the cartridge, so he but it back on and went forward to the west side of the police station. One of his priorities would be to find some means to escape the city, and the second to assist any survivors. It was 7:23 PM when William checked the hour, the city was strangely quiet with an exceptions of a few moans in the distance, presumably more of those fiends.

While passing through the west hallway, William stumbled across a few of his comrades alongside with other citizens. He talked to them and explained that he was planning on leaving the city like Jill did, now matter what it required he promised to himself that he would survive this hell. William loaded his gun with a new clip holding 15 rounds, as well as taking some more ammunition with him. So far he had 30 handgun bullets, and 7 shotgun rounds. William decided to save the shotgun rounds in case of encountering another one of those giant freaks with extra large tongues. Some of the police officers named them "Lickers" though William would have preferred to call them "suckers".

"I guess I should find out more about this disease, how it works and how contagious it is. I guess that how fast the infection spread answered how contagious the disease is, so that leaves who created it and where and more important if there's some sort of cure."

William ventured further into the police station until reaching a dead end. He had his doubts upon opening the door but still he opened it. Suddenly, more of this zombies tried to force their way in, and William had no choice to push them back with a few gunshots and sealed the door with everything he could find.

"Definitely wrong way..."

William thought that he had to go back to the main lobby, but the idea of seeing those dogs again made him have his doubts. Monsters or not, he couldn't stay here forever. As soon as he reached the door leading to the main lobby, he cautiously opened it, aiming his handgun to all sides. The dogs weren't here which meant that either: A) They were killed, B)They somewhere nearby or, C) They are hiding and waiting for William to make a mistake to eat his ass.

William thought that option "C" was the most probable, so he walked with precaution paying attention to the slightest sign of movement. He sighted one of the dogs running towards him so he aimed his gun and waited for the right moment to shot.

"Not this time...."

William put the gun back in its holster and drew the shotgun, aiming towards the dog's head. As soon as he pulled the trigger, the bullets scattered towards the dog blowing its head into fragments of rotten flesh.

William sighed with relief. Counting the one he killed before, the one blown apart by Joe and this one, meant that only one dog remained. He decided that, in order to move more secure, he would need to hunt that sucker down.