Resident Evil- Outbreak....File 1

October 7, 2007, 6:42 PM

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Raccon City News: (credit to Raccoon Police.com)

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Originally Posted by Files from the "Raccoon Police" Department

TODAY RACCOON CITY LOST ONE OF ITS BRIGHTEST POLICE OFFICERS, Jill Valentine, due to a temporary suspension. The suspension was issued by Captain Henderson of the elite Special Tactics and Rescue Squad (S.T.A.R.S.). She was well known to Raccoon City as the head for Drug Enforcement and Organized Crime and was responsible for many high-profile arrests.
Ms. Valentine's suspension stems from her assertions that strange "happenings" have occurred in the Aeklay Mountains surrounding Raccoon City. According to Valentine, zombie-like beings are living in the Arklays, feeding on human flesh and attacking unsuspecting inhabitants of the region. Valentine has gone on record with her report and has the support of several other S.T.A.R.S. Officers.
During yesterday's press conference, Captain Hendersen noted that Officer Valentine had been suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder due to the recent death of her partner, Leon Kennedy. "Jill Valentine is one of our most gifted and intelligent police officers, but she just needs a good rest right now," said Captain Henderson. "She made wild accusations of monsters living in the Arklay Mountains. I think this leave of absence will give her time to clear her head, " Captain Henderson continued.
Officer Valentine has remained more or less silent about the issue of her temporary dismissal and did not attend yesterday's press conference. In a prepared statement read by one of her fellow officers, Sergeant Gil Peyton, she stated, "I believe Raccoon City is under serious threat. I have seen human creatures eating each other as well as other humans. I am not deluded. Soon the inhabitants of Raccoon City will see these terrible creatures, and all of you will know I am not making this up. I believe the Umbrella Corporation is somehow to blame for the unfortunate fate that has befallen these individuals. I cannot explain it further. I beg all of you, citizens of Raccoon City, to prepare to fight this force. It will soon be upon you."
Immediately following the reading of Officer Valentine's statement, the conference was halted and questions were referred to the R.P.D. Media Relations Officer, MacGregor Austin-Olsen. A spokesperson for the Umbrella Corporation issued a statement in a separate press briefing yesterday denouncing allegations made by Valentine, along with at least three other Raccoon Police and S.T.A.R.S. officers, had seen what they described as "mutant, or zombie-like" beings near the entrance of the Umbrella Corporation's research compound.
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Killing Rampage Takes 8, Wounds 2

On Monday, police said they could use some help with their investigation in the second incident of mysterious massacres in and around Raccoon City within the last two months. The most recent occurred last night around 4a.m. Investigators have linked the murders due to the similar execution style. Eight residents were found dead with strange blackened eyes and numerous bullet wounds to the head and chest region.
Two survivors, who suffered similar injuries, are being treated at an undisclosed hospital. A hospital representative said that while the men are in critical condition, their bodies have been inexplicably regeneration at an accelerated pace. Their minds, however, seem to be serverly damaged, leaving the men in a waking vegetative state.
Raccoon City Safety and Security spokesman Blake Johnson visited the scene and is appealing to the public to come forward with information on the gruesome attack. "It is appalling to see human beings massacred in this way. It was a clearly planned execution, which suggest that it is an organized crime, " Johnson told reporters.
RCPD

Little they knew that the rumors were apparently true and that the events of the Arklay Mansion "incident" were just a prelude for the nightmare to come. The American mid-western town "Raccoon City" was about to be completely decimated due to the T-virus outbreak that was instigated by the international corporation "Umbrella", and nothing could be done to stop it.

Several weeks later, the city was placed under quarantine by Umbrella, leaving the few survivors trapped inside the city infested with blood thirsty monsters. It is up to the remaining S.T.A.R.S. members to find the safest escape route outside this pandemonium before the time runs out and Umbrella unleashes the destructive power of the atomic bombs on the remains of Raccoon City. You have exactly three(3) days to overcome the many trials that awaits you and if you succeed to escape make sure you are not infected or else all the effort will be in vain.

The Final Countdown begins now....

My First Post:

William arrived to the mid western town of Raccoon City. It was his first day on the job as a rookie police officer. He was wearing a blue shirt with navy blue pants, his bulletproof vest, and his 9mm handgun attached to his dark brown leather belt. His hair was short and combed to the back. His eyebrows were thin and sharp, and he had blue contact lenses. He was wearing black glasses and a radio. Among his other gear was a combat knife, a watch, a cell phone and his wallet. He was riding a motorcycle, surveying the area like he normally does every night. Strange, the roads and streets were silent, deserted almost as if everyone were gone.

He stopped nearby "Jerry's Bar & Restaurant", left his motorcycle near the entrance and entered the building. Will walked towards the counter and asked the bartender to serve him a cold glass of beer. He paid a few bucks and told the bartender to keep the change. It was quite late at night and Jerry, the store owner, was about to close. While enjoying his beverage, Will noticed something strange. The silhouette of a seriously wounded man could be seen approaching the store that lead to the building. Jerry placed the glass of beer he was about to serve on the counter, and headed towards the door to see what was going on. William had a bad feeling about this and decided to warn Jerry.

"Hey dude, be careful, there's something strange about that man..."

October 7, 2007, 7:08 PM

Mikaere was sitting in the corner of the bar. He was wearing a suit, like that of a normal detective. He had a Desert Eagle side arm strapped in the holster at his waist. Also he wore a bullet proof vest underneath his suit.

He took a sip of the beer in front of him.

He was an undercover Umbrella Agent who was sent to this forsaken town 3 months ago. His job was to collect a sample of the disease that was let loose here. He saw a cop walk in the bar, didn't pay much attention to him. He looked out the bar window and saw a seriously injured man. No doubt he was infected like the other poor souls in the town. He had to kill some poor souls a few nights ago. He knew the ones who survived was going to spread the disease even more at the hospital.

Mikaere took a mouthful of the beer he had in front of him. He found this job to be the worst one he could have been put on and to achieve the objective. He knew he only had less 18 hours left. He knew he had enough time to get the sample and get out of town.

Mikaere took out a cigarette said to himself, "Poor soul." He placed the cigarette in his mouth and started to smoke it.

October 7, 2007, 10:51 PM

Michael was in the STARS office back at the Racoon City Police Department, he had to stay in late working on the recent reports of bizzare murder cases that had ocurred near the outskirts of Racoon City, since a lot of his teammates had either died or quit the job he had double work cut out for him.
The Police Station itself was under a lot of pressure, they had recently arrested about a dozen individuals who attacked citizens on the streets. This individuals were extremely agressive and had already injured a lot of police officers.
Michael wondered everyday if Jill was right, he wondered if he should have left the city with her instead of staying there trying to solve a case that was full of holes, the police chief Irons himself did not seem to care at all about the events that had been taking place.
Suddenly a police officer walked in the room it was David and he had a troubled look on his face..."Michael you need to come right ahead!!! We received a radio communication from unit 16 they say there is a group of individuals causing trouble downtown!"
Michael did not seemed stressed with the news and simply wondered why they still had not arrest them.
Michael:""So detain them and bring them to the station."
The police officer looked at Michael with his eyes wide open thinking about what to say next..."They tryed to arrest them but...they...they killed two officers already they started biting them."
For a moment Michael tought the police officer was joking but his expression told a different story, he grabbed his gear and run out of the office leaving to the downtown area...not knowing what horror he would find in the scene.

October 7, 2007, 10:56 PM

As Jerry approached the door to open it, William felt more and more uneasy. He reached the holster of his gun, holding the handle tightly with his right hand. Her knew that something was going to be seriously wrong if by any reason Jerry opened that door. William left his glass of beer on the counter and walked towards Jerry without getting too close to the door.

"Jerry, seriously...don't open the door."

Jerry: "Come on, that man needs help. I bet he was attacked by a gang of bastards wanting to steal his money."

William thought that Jerry's possible explanation was convincing enough to calm him, perhaps too convincing. William then released the handle of his gun and grabbed the glass of bear, drinking it slowly without taking his eyes away from that door. Suddenly, mere seconds before Jerry opened the door, William noticed that the wounds that that mysterious man had weren't normal injuries, they appeared to be more like bite marks, around his neck and body, specially near the area of the upper torso. That reminded him of the rumors of those bizarre murders taking place on the outskirts of the Arklay Mountains. He realized, perhaps too late, that this could be an evidence proving that those rumors were in fact, real.

As Jerry opened the door, the wounded man all bathed in blood entered slowly. Jerry asked him if he was alright, but the man didn't answer. This made William to feel a lot worse. Suddenly, the man wrapped his arms violently around Jerry and bit him, taking a chunk of meat away from the left side of his neck. Jerry desperately pushed the man away and out of the building and closed the door. Soon he fell on the floor, sitting before the door due to the blood loss. William reached his gun and pulled it out, aiming at the door while approaching the door.

"Fuck! Jerry I told you! Hang in there man!"

William searched around the bar looking for the First Aid Kit to apply some bandages to Jerry's wound and out of the sudden, he heard a strange noise, someone was forcing the door and trying to get in. By mere instincts, William abandoned what he was doing and grabbed one of the chairs and leaned it against the door, below the doorknob. Knowing that this wasn't enough, William dragged one of the tables and placed it in front of the door, building a barricade to prevent their access.

"Hey you there! Yes you, the man with the cigarette! Come here and help me out."

The sounds intensified. William could hear not one, but more of them trying to force their way in. Their arms and legs could be heard smacking the door, trying to bring it down by mere brute strength. Once again, William called the man and asked him for help.

"Hello! Come on and help me. Dammit! This is getting ugly and those things outside don't want to come in just to say hello..."

October 7, 2007, 11:19 PM

Michael finally arrived downtown as soon as he got out of the car his eyes opened wide and he looked at the scenary in front thinking he had entered a war zone.
In front of him were a group of about 50 people walking slowly in the direction of a few police officers who kept warning them that they would shoot if they got any closer, the individuals did not seem to care about the shouts of the police officers and kept moving forward moaning...
A few citizens were screaming near the windows of buildings as the strange crowd tried to break down the doors of their homes.
As they got closer to Michael he noticed they had their clothes partially ripped apart and full of blood.

Michael:"What in the world is going on here!?"

A police officer came to him and asked him what they should do, Michael paused for a moment and looked at the officer with an odd look, how was he supposed to know what to do, he had seen a lot of angry crowds but nothing like this, then every police officer looked in horror as they witnessed regular civilians screaming for help while being bitten to death, at that moment only one thing crossed Michaels mind, he drawed his 9mm sub-machine gun and started firing against the individuals.

Michael:"FIRE AT-WILL!!!!!!!!!!! PROTECT THE REMAINING CITIZENS WE HAVE TO GET THEM OUT OF THEIR HOMES!!!!"

The rest of the police force did not think twice and opened fire, a bloody battle between the living and the undead was about to start...

October 8, 2007, 1:32 AM

"This is just great! Definitely NOT my lucky day...."

William left the barricade he built in front of the door and tossed some chairs near it. He walked towards Jerry and tried to help him, but it seems that the wound was too severe to be treated here: Jerry needed an hospital. William told him to stay right there while he called for back up. Knowing that the main entrance was blocked, William thought his best option was the back door. For that he would have to go to the second floor, walked through the hallway and then go down using the emergency exit.

As soon as he approached the door that lead upstairs, the glass windows were shattered by numerous arms trying to get inside. The barricade that William built ago wouldn't last long. As soon as William decided to go back for Jerry, the entrance door was brought down by the zombies who were entering one by one. William drew his 9mm handgun and shot down as many as he could, but they were he was outnumbered, and he witnessed in horror how his childhood friend Jerry was eaten to the death.

Ferocious like a wild beast, William unloaded a full cartridge on the zombies, aiming straight to their heads that were pierced by the bullets scattering their rotten brains.

"I don't know about you mister, but I am out of here. Let's go!!"

William kicked the door to the second door wide open and went upstairs, alert and holding tightly the handle of his gun for any sight of movement. He reached the second floor, another pack of zombies roamed the hallway: two officers, and two civilians. As soon as they noticed William's presence, they rushed towards William trying to catch him. William dodged their bloodstained hands and grabbed a fire extinguisher, tossed it near them and shot it down with his gun. The explosion sent the zombies flying and crashing against the nearby walls. William quickly stood on his feet and kept running towards the emergency exit. When he reached the door, he discovered that the stairs were blocked by debris and he had no choice than to keep going upstairs.

After reaching the door leading to the roof, William kicked it and found himself alone on the roof of Jerry's Bar and Restaurant. From above he saw several police officers fighting an angry bloodthirsty crowd of undead, preying on survivors and tearing apart everything on their path.

"For the love of God, what's happening in this place?"

William suddenly heard his radio. He pulled it out of his pocket and answered to the call.

"Mayday, mayday this is officer Kennedy, requesting for backup. Mayday. mayday I am trapped on top of the roof of Jerry's Bar and Restaurant. Do you copy. Officer Burton, are you there? Michel do you copy...this is officer William A. Kennedy requesting for immediate back u...."

The radio began to malfunction and only static could be heard.

"Damn it..."

October 8, 2007, 1:59 AM

Mikaere saw the man try to get in and bit the man known as Jerry. Who was a good friend. After The cop went up stairs Mikaere stood up. he walked to Jerry. He knew Jerry was infected.

He followed the cop up stairs for there was to many infected coming.

Mikaere made it to the roof. He saw a zombie trying to come through the door. He pulled out has gun and shoot it straight in the head with one shot.

The zombie fell down and didn't move.

"You want to shoot them in the head," said Mikaere." Also, I am detective Tamati. We may have a way out."

He pointed to a fire escape where no zombies were on that side of the building yet. He started walking to it

October 8, 2007, 5:37 AM

Vex was driving in his beaten down car as he heard the messge.

Mayday, mayday this is officer Kennedy, requesting for backup. Mayday. mayday I am trapped on top of the roof of Jerry's Bar and Restaurant. Do you copy. Officer Burton, are you there? Michel do you copy...this is officer William A. Kennedy requesting for immediate back u...."

He noticed he was just a couple blocks away from the place. "What the hell is going on in this town. I mean come on, there are people out there walking so slow and unnoticable I neary hit two during my patroals."

Vex slowed down to a halt and was looking around his car to check his supplies. noticing he had everything he suddenly heard a bang aganist his window. He was supprised to see a human of some sorts, but his/her flesh was rotting, it was hard to tell what gender it was. There seemed to be several scratches on it's face and bite marks all over. One on thier neck and another on thier torso. Once again they banged on his window and snarled at him snaring thier pointed like teeth. Without a second though Vex rolled down his window slightly and the creature put a hand in it, he grabbed his 9. m.m and shoot the thing right in the head. This caused the thing to go limp and as he drove off the cratures arm sepearted from it's body and fell into his car.

Vex's attention immeditly went back to the messege he heard and he only echoed one word as he floored it to the bar. "Crap...Crap...Crap" Arvving at the bar he saw a horde of zombies and noticed William on the roof. Luck for him his car broke down right on the spot and he swore silently to himself. Grabing his shotgun and mounting it to his leg, he grabbed his first aid sparys and fixed them to his belt. He then grabbed his rope and grabling hook, looking for some way to get to the roof and help William.