Resident Evil- Outbreak....File 1

Vex was just getting ready to run towards the detonator that one of the fallen officers was by, when he noticed the said office rising up. vex looked horrified at what he saw the dead officer rise up. The flesh decayed somesort around the bite mark of his neck, and his eyes almost demon like.

"Micheal what the hell is going on here, this can't be good here. I mean for crying out loud Kenny just rose from the dead." As Vex spoke soon all the other police officers that were killed and some of the civilians slowly rose up from the ground. Then for no real reason the one officer near the detonator grabbed it, and examining it as if it was a toy and deciding it was something rather dull, just threw it to the side and began walking towards the surviving officers.
 
Tamati got on the chopper.

Took a seat beside William and took out another cigeratte. As he watched the zombies pour on to the roof and over whelm it. He knew he had to get a sample but how will he do it. As well he didnt have much time left.

"Where will this chopper let down?" He asked William.
 
Michael saw Vex running in the direction of the detonator...

"DON'T GO HOLD YOUR POSITION!!!!"

As he said it Kenny and the rest of the dead police officers got up and joined the angry crowd, moving slowly in the police officers direction. Michael opened his mouth and looked in amazement and terror, this was a nightmare he was having it had to be...

"JESUS CHRIST! Is this the night of the living dead or something!?"

Not thinking anymore Michael grabbed his 9mm Sub-Machine Gun and opened fire, ordering the rest of the officers to do the same.
"HIT THEM IN THE HEAD THEY GO DOWN FASTER!!!!!"
He called the central asking for backup and support...

"This is STARS member Michael Burton, we need more armed officers near the bus station, i repeat we need more officers near the bus station, the situation is getting bad by the minute!"

He then looked at Vex who was the closer to the detonator, just like him Vex was in shock and probably could not figure out what was going on either.

"VEX ACTIVATE THE DETONATOR I'LL GIVE YOU COVER GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Michael shot down 6 "people" who were near the the detonator giving Vex the opening he needed to get to the detonator and blow those hords of mindless people to hell.
 
Not wanting to even waste a second Vex sprang forth to the opening and ending up doing several rolls to get to the detanator, as he rose he set forth rounds from both his magnum and 9 m.m., taking down several zombies and giving Micheal some room to retreat from the blast. Vex picked up the detantor and ran for about 15 feet till he pressed it all the while screaming "Move it, Move it, get off your asses and run like helll". Vex managed just in time to duck in an alley way as the explosion went off, he could only hope the others found some sort of refuge from the blast as well. A couple limbs of zombies flew past him as well from the explosion. When he walked out it seemed as if most of the zombies were caught in the blast, not being able to tell Vex began to head backwards keeping an eye out for anything that surrvived and wasn't alive.
 
Jeo looked at the new person. "We'll be stopping at the STARS office. By the way, who are you exactly, and do you know anything about this? These things remind me of a movie...and that man we dragged out of a lake in New York, but that's a different story. Though the rotting was still the same. We're these people in some sort of accident? Maybe a plane crashed in the middle of a nuclear power plant filled with rabid squirrells?"
Joe laughed at the thought and the mental image it put in his head. Of course, these things weren't something to laugh about. He just watched as four of them overpowered a police and ripped him to shreds, and moments later, the body, with only parts of one arm, a head, and legs just stood up and joined to things. "That's just sick..."
 
The explosion completely destroyed the bus station and the main road, the few remaining hostiles were shot down by the rest of the police force, Michael and Vex had done it the situation was under control but the number of victims ascended the 100th mark.

"I can't believe we just killed so many people, why are they doing this!?"

The firemen rushed to the site of the explosion to put the fire out, the street was full of debries it looked like a warzone. The injured citizens and officers were being attended, but there were already people saying that if you got bitten you would lose your mind and act like a wild animal too...
Michael helped as he could, he was lucky he survived the blast and the chaos that was taking place, but he knew that the situation was still far from being under control, then a message was heard coming from all the police radios.

Radio message:"Attention all STARS members please report to the police station for an emergency meeting, i repeat all STARS officers please report to the police station for an emergency meeting, all police officers not active are to present themselfes for duty, over."

"Why do i have the feeling more bad news are coming!? And to think i could have left with Jill..."

He looked for Vex to see if he was alright and finally spotted him.

"Hey man good job, are you ok? We have to go back to the Police Station there will be a meeting to discuss the current events, i wonder what the Chief will tell us..."
 
"Crap!"

He blurted out, subsequently putting his hand over his mouth. He had hoped that they wouldn't see him. That is, if they still had eyes. But there ws also the risk of running into more, which was what worried him the most. They lurched forward, towards him, flesh already beginning to rot off of their bones.

Luckily for him, it was an open street, meaning that he had plenty of exits. He began running as fast as he could towards the police station, sure, he'd probably be arrested for murder, but then again, it'd be better than being eaten. Plus, by now, they'd just be clearing up the mess.

Right?
 
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Jeo looked at the new person. "We'll be stopping at the STARS office. By the way, who are you exactly, and do you know anything about this? These things remind me of a movie...and that man we dragged out of a lake in New York, but that's a different story. Though the rotting was still the same. We're these people in some sort of accident? Maybe a plane crashed in the middle of a nuclear power plant filled with rabid squirrells?"
Joe laughed at the thought and the mental image it put in his head. Of course, these things weren't something to laugh about. He just watched as four of them overpowered a police and ripped him to shreds, and moments later, the body, with only parts of one arm, a head, and legs just stood up and joined to things. "That's just sick..."
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William fastened his seatbelt as the chopper headed towards the police station. He was serious, concentrated on the view he had of the city from above. William witnessed how his new home slowly became a ghost town filled with more dead than living.

While waiting to arrive to the police station, William questioned himself if what happened was the fault of the police for not listening to what Jill and Chris said. The young police officer fixed his sight on the cold steel floor of the helicopter, trying to find a reasonable explanation to this.


"You know Joe, it seems that Jill, Chris and Barry were right about Umbrella after all. We should have listened to them. You know, after arriving to the police station I think I'll investigate the new hospital that Umbrella Corp. was administrating. I am sure that I'll find in there some of the answers we seek."


(Ok take us to the police station)
 
"Ok...I'll go to the hospital too. I always wanted to be stuck in a place of dead and sick people who may get up and attack at any moment." The Helocopter was landing at the police station. "And we are here. First things first. Don't know you, don't think you should be given our stuff, let Kennedy decide. If there's more of those things, I'm getting all my stuff."

Joe looked around the landing pad. A pilot sat in the corner playing cards with another. "HEY! YOU TWO!" joe walked over to them. "Don't want to alarm you but uhh...any recent relatives who may have died. They ain't dead." Joe watched the look on their faces as they slowly understood what he meant.
 
As soon as more police officers arrived and set up another more solid barricade, Michael got inside one of the police vehicles and drived back to the police station, the streets were filling up with cops, firemen and paramedics. Michael could have sworn he saw a few people slowly walking in random directions, gunshots could sometimes be heard in the distance and a few screams and moans too.
The police radio was always reporting new incidents in different sections of the city.

"Darn...i can't figure this out at all, why did i have to come to work to this crappy city, ohhh shi............."

Michael stopped his car right in front of a young couple, they looked terrified and the young man had a bite mark on his shoulder.

Young woman:"Please officer help us they are after us!!!!!!"

As Michael looked to a halley on a side street he saw three male individuals slowly aproaching his car, they had no bite marks and looked like common city bumbs but they're eyes seemed souless. Michael did not exitate and grabbed his beretta and shot the three individuals in the head finishing them off.

"How did they get here!? The police station is only a few streets ahead, hey you two get in, we're going to the police station."

The two citizens walked inside the car, the young man injury looked bad and Michael feared of what he could turn into but it was not in his nature to leave a human being to die in the streets, they finally arrived at the police station...
 
Sirus was faced with a truly competent decision to make. On one hand hand, he could run and not have to risk fighting them. Granted they were slow, but who knew how many steak knife wounds they could sustain before going down.

On the other hand, he risked running into more of them. He wasn't so that the police would be able to clear this up. Not a single one of them had responded, save that stray police car that had almost hit him. There was a good possibility, the even the police were in deep trouble. Then there was the chance that letting them go would lead to other poor souls becoming infected.

Save his own ass, or risk the lives of others...

The steak knife oozed with already coagulated blood, as he made his way to the police station through the the east side.
 
The night air was cold and filled with the melodious music of gunshots. Normally, such a night would be welcomed by Salena Brown, being raised in a family of gangsters and almost looking for a turf war wherever she wandered. Filling the hearts of civilians with utter fear was something that often made her laugh before taking out the enemy gang members.

However, tonight held a different sort of fear. The sort of fear that even struck the cold heart of Salena.

The young woman's Colt Pocket Hammerless had fired its last few rounds before the clip had emptied. As she ran from the surviving zombies (if ever there was such a term), Salena let the clip slide out of her pistol before jamming in another one that she pulled from her bag.

Once she emerged from the alleyway and reached the nearest street, she glanced back, pausing to catch her breath. Oddly enough...there was no one behind her. Had she gotten all of them? ...no...that couldn't be it. there were still a few gunshots heard in the air. The street looked fairly empty as well. Though once she caught sight of the building right across from her, she could only guess why.

The police station was standing across the street, still intact. Perhaps the forces from the station had taken care of all of the zombies on this block? Or maybe they were all devoured and had moved on? Either way, it still looked open...maybe she could snatch a few ammo clips from that building.

Salena began jogging across the street when she heard an all-too familiar sound; a police siren. She stopped in the middle of the street, her ears strained at the sound. To her dismay, the siren sounded like it was getting closer. Bolting across the street out of fear, the young woman held her hat onto her head as she rolled into another alleyway next to the police station. With her record, the last thing she'd want was to get caught by the cops. Between a cop and a zombie, she'd pick the zombie!
 
"Well now is not the time to fight about whether we should trust him or not. We need all the help we can get. Joe, take Detective Tanami inside the police station."

William headed to the main gates and sighted several zombies walking slowly towards the police station. It was already dark, 6:33 PM when William searched his watch to see what time it was. Several police officers could be seen taking their positions around the station to protect it at all cost. Civilians were escorted inside by other officers. Those who were wounded and showing signs of infection were set under quarantine. After getting most of his gear, William went back to the landing pad. While walking, he noticed that the cages in which the dogs were kept were all ripped apart and all bathed in coagulated blood.

"This can't be good....what if the dogs...."


William heard the sound of a dog barking behind him. He turned around and saw the dog all covered with bite marks, its flesh all torn and rotten. The dog quickly ran towards William and jumped on him. William struggled with the dog in order to avoid being infected.

"Damn it!!!"


While holding the dog's throat with his left hand pushing it away from himself, William reached the holster of his gun, drew it, aimed to the dog's skull and pulled the trigger. Several bullets were released and sent towards the dog's skull ripping everything to shreds. The dog fell motionless bathed in its own blood.

William sighed and stood up, staring down to the corpse. He then counted the cages, six in total. That meant that six dogs infected dogs could be roaming around the station, one was dead so that left five to hunt down. After arriving to the launching pad, William approached Joe.

"Hey dude, I think we have a small problem. You see, remember the dog that was sick weeks ago? It wasn't sick anymore and it nearly ate me if it weren't for my handgun. The good news are that I killed it. The bad news is are that there's a possibility that the other five dogs could be wandering the police station."

William heard barks and screams coming from the parking lot. It seemed that someone could be struggling against their little "friends".

"Ok Joe, I guess that sums it all..."

William drew his gun and held a flashlight with his left hand. He aimed to the door leading to the parking lot: his flashlight held closely next to his handgun which was aimed to the darkness. William noticed a trail of coagulated blood, bloody footsteps and other marks leading further into the parking lot.

"This sucks....I wish I had a better weapon...."
 
Michael quickly got the two passengers out and walked inside the gates, there were a lot of police cars blocking the entrance and an army of well armed men guarded the the streets near the police station.
The young man who had been bitten was taken to quarantine, while the young woman was sent to the back of the police station where the other civilians were.
When Michael crossed the main gate he heard a police man screaming...

Police Man:"NO PLUTO SEAT DOWN!!!! SEAT BAD DOG!!!!!!! PLUTO!? PLU.....AHHHHHHHHHHHHH........."

As he turned around the corner he saw a police dog bitting it's keeper to death, as soon as he spotted Michael he runned in his direction, the dog had red glowing eyes and seemed possesed just like the people in the streets. When he got near enough he jumped against Michael who in a mere reflexe drawed his magnum and blowed the dog away.
Still sweating from the adrenaline rush he had just experienced he walked inside the main hall.
The phone of the police station was ringing loudly, the secretary could not keep up with so many phone calls.

Secretary:"Yes mam a police vehicle will try to pick you up! No sir we can't acess your area just yet! PLEASE REMAIN IN YOUR HOMES AND LOCK THE DOORS THAT'S THE ONLY ADVICE I CAN GIVE, WE CAN'T ASSIST EVERYONE!!!"

Poor Sarah how could she, a regular secretary, try and explain the situation to the scared citizens...but there had to be something they could do, they could not just leave the people to die in such a diabolical way...

 
Joe looked around for a weapon in the landing pad. Nothing. "All I use is a Bazooka. I can't use that here..." He turned to the Detective. "ummm...ok, so I have to take you to the civilian area. Follow me."
Joe left the room and went outside. He got through the hall pretty well, not seeing much except a bit of blood here and there and some police running. However he did here moaning from the quarentined area. "I REALLY don't want to go in there..." He turned the corner and saw the door to the civilian area at the end of the hall. As was a dog. "Son of a bitch..."
The dog charged at Joe, foam coming from it's mouth. And all Joe had with him was his bazooka, which he couldn't fire. He took the bazooka and held it like a hammer, waiting for the dog. The dog got closer, 10 feet, 5, then 3. And Joe brought down the gun on it's head. A squish and a cracking sound was heard, and the dog died again. "Ok detective, this way." He started walking to the door. "this blood'll take forever to clean...."
Inside the civilian area, Joe looked at the people. They all looked scared and frightened, some wondering what the barking noise had been outside. Joe turned to the detective. "Just go over there and wait with the other people."
 
Sirus had crossed over the train tracks and ahd began heading through the East side of the city, towards the police station. Gods was he ever cautious!

He had began gripping his knife until it shook in his hand uncontrollaby. The adrenaline in his system hadn't quite worn off yet. At the same time however, he was too nervous and cautious as to sprint towards the police station without thinking of the consequences.

He had worked out a couple of theories in his mind about how some of them were attracted to him, regardless of wheter or not some of them had still functioning eyeballs.

The first theory was about scent. There was a distinct possibility that something about him -perhaps, his sweat, or the blood from some of his scratches- he figured that this might've been more plausible to him. Even now, there was an orgy of scents about him. The blood from his knife, the sweat from his brow, and a dash or two from the already rapidly-healing flesh wounds that he had sustained from earlier on.

And on another note, hust where in the hell was the freaking police stattion?

The second theory was on movemnt. Perhaps there was something about the way he carried himself? Perhaps sharp movements attracted them...

There wasn't time for speculation.

Then he had heard footsteps. Were they able to run now or something?

They came closer as he continued down the uncomfortably empty streets. A garbage can strewn about over a blood-soaked car did not make him feel any better at all. But he was at least glad that they weren't coming for him at the moment.

More footsteps. Whatever it was, was getting closer.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood upon end. His teeth clenched tightly. He had been careful to make careful note of his surroundings, just in case the situation called for an escape route, or, failing that, a good place to hide and cover his ass.

Sirus quickly scanned the area, searching for the source of the sound. Those footsteps belonged to none other than a woman wearing a crimson coat, running through an alleyway. And by the looks of it, she looked pretty distressed. Were there more back her way? How many weere there around in the first place? What were the police doing?

"Hey! You in the red coat!"

He thoughtlessley shouted over. He had in the excitement of finding another survivor forgotten about attracting anymore attention to himself than was needed.

But hey, all he wanted right now was some company that wouldn't to eat his brains out of his skull.

"Just what in the hell is going on here!?"
 
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"Hey! You in the red coat!"

Shit shit shit shit SHIT!

Salena made sure the pistol was loaded as she clutched it tightly in her hand. Her trigger finger twitched. Was this a cop? No...couldn't be; sounded too young to be a cop. She poked her head out of the alley and spotted the teenager.

"What in the hell is going on here?!"
The woman stepped out of the alleyway, calling back, "Your guess is as good as mine, kid!"

She brushed off her jacket and looked up at the police station. The barks and screams coming from within didn't sound all that pleasant. She knew people were inside, meaning she was more likely to get caught were she to try and steal ammunition.

Although...there was something that was preying on her mind.

"...how many of those things followed you, if any?"
 
As William investigated the parking lot, he could see how this place was turned into an horrifying scene taken from the cruelest of movies. He walked cautiously aiming his flashlight to every suspicious corner until he stumbled upon a trail of fresh blood and some footsteps leading towards one of the cars.

Following the trace, he stumbled across a puddle of blood, a decapitated male police officer and blood dripping from the ceiling. As he brought his eyes towards the ceiling, he saw something hanging. It was a skinless monster, lacking eyes with exposed brain and a long tongue. The skinless monster fell from the roof landing before William and it growled showing its menacing tongue as if it were threatening the young police officer.

William aimed his gun to the skinless beast, but it was too fast and it had taken down William with its strong arms. William quickly stood on his feet and reached the gun and the flashlight that fell on the floor, aiming once again towards the skinless monster. The beast rushed towards William once again but the police officer dodged it by mere inches. William aimed his gun towards the beast's torso and unloaded several rounds of his gun on the monster.

The monster turned around and rushed towards William. Knowing that he had little chance against that beast, William ran to the exit leading to the landing pad and locked the iron door behind him. The door was quite strong seeming that after a few tries to take it down, the beast left. William sighed as he leaned against the door, he was laughing ironically knowing that he had a really close encounter with death.
"What the hell was that thing? Crap....if zombies weren't enough....now we have those freaks with extra large tongues...how should I call them? Oh well, time to warn the others..."

William replaced the empty clip of his handgun and replaced it with another one. He then ran towards the landing pad desperately searching for Joe.

"Joe! Joe!! You won't believe what I found in the parking lot! There was this headless corpse laying on the ground and then this skinless mother fu..."

He heard a sound, growls coming from one of the roofs behind them. He quickly turned around and searched all around him, until he allowed his ears to lead his sight. On the roof he spotted a monster similar to the one he found on the parking lot showing its ferocious jaws and long tongue to them. William aimed his gun and breathed heavily: the hell he spent to much effort eluding one of those beast only to find another one meters away.

"Oh shit....we are so royally fu..."

William was interrupted by the skinless beast's growls. The monster jumped from the roof towards them in an attempt to bring them down with its powerful claws.
 
Michael went to the police chief office, there were about 12 officers in his room telling him the reports they had for him and asking what the course of action should be.

Police Chief Irons:"....why do you bother fighting them? We are all doomed it is too late now soon they will come here too, and finish us but i will stay in my room with all my beatiful art masterpieces, now leave me alone please...i need to stay alone."

The other police officers in the room protested against him but he did not open his mouth anymore.

Police Captain:"Our men are dying in the streets! And you don't even care about that!? You fat son of a *****!"

Michael decided that the police chief had lost it, just like Jill had warn him, could he be in league with whoever planned this, sooner or later he would find out.
Fire shots were then heard inside the station, everyone went outside the Police Chief Office to investigate, two swat police officers came running in their direction saying that William and Joe were attacked by a skineless creature.

"What the hell do you mean with a creature!? What the hell is going on i can't figure this out at all!!!!!!!!"

Michael then received a intercom communication of a swat team that requested backup near the shopping zone downtown where a mass number of mindless people were slaughtering citizens and the police force. Michael felt divided between assisting his two friends or go outside to assist the rest of the police force saving the civilians.

"****...i have to help them but the citizens..."

The police captain decided to take the lead and told Michael to go assist the officers outside and to take another swat team with him, he would go and assist William and Joe.

Police captain:"As long as i'm alive this police station will never fall!"

Trusting the word of the police captain Michael left to the parking lot and got inside one of the police wagons along with 12 swat team members and departed to the shopping zone unknowing the state of chaos and fear that he was about to witness...
 
In a local bar there were two men, bartender and a police officer. Bartender was pacing around the bar with shotgun while police officer was sitting on barstool drinking tequila. Bartender walks to the window, looks into the streets and then he turns to police officer saying...

Bartender: ''You're a police officer so do you're job.''

Police officer: ''Calm down a bit.''

Bartender: ''CALM DOWN!? There are freakin dead people walking the streets and eating everything they see, and you tell me to calm down!''

Police officer stands up, drinks the tequila and throws the glass in the wall. Then he draws his Desert Eagle and says while checking the ammo...

Police officer: ''Call me Wayne. And the duty calls, so unlock the back door so I can get to the car.''

Bartender: ''Don't leave me in situation like this!''

Wayne: ''Hey, you have a shotgun and ammo for it. So you should be safe.''

Bartender walks to the back door, inserts a key into a keyhole and unlocks it. As he did that something rammed into the door and opening it and fall on bartender. It was a zombie that started eating the bartender.

Wayne: ''Or not.''

Wayne points his gun at zombie, aiming the head, and shoots it. The zombie fell on bartender and lifelessly lying on him. Wayne exited the bar and into the backalley. He spots three zombies walking towards him. Wayne shoots the two of them's head and approaches the third one. Zombie tryed to fall on Wayne but he dodged it and grabs zombie's head. He twists it and as he did the body fell and the head remained in his hands. He just drops the head and continues to walk through the alley.
 
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